The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Following Yang Han to the dormitory, Wu Jun still missed it very much.

When I was in high school, I was required to live on campus. At that time, I felt that the collective life seemed to be pretty good. There were so many people who were heartless together.

However, the environment of the dormitory made him a little bit disdainful. He would not say it as it was old, as long as it was clean, but the whole corridor was full of smelly feet. People who didn't know thought he had come to the gas chamber.

Fortunately, Yang Han's room is quite tidy, probably because there are few things.

Except for the two beds, it is a wardrobe and a small table, not even a bench, let alone a TV or computer.

I don't know how he usually spends the time.

After sitting casually for a while and having a good lunch in the cafeteria, Wu Jun had a clear understanding of Yang Han's daily life.

Training, eating, sleeping.

Monotonous and boring.

I don't know how he endured it.

After lunch, the sky was overwhelmed by dark clouds, and a heavy rain was about to come.

Wu Jun felt that he shouldn't stay for a long time, and was about to go back. Yang Han had put on a set of neat clothes and chased him up, still carrying a Universe Fu bag in his hand.

"Take me to the city."

"No training in the afternoon?" Wu Jun asked.

"It has been hot recently, and I will rest in the afternoon."

Wu Jun looked at the bag in his hand and knew that he might be going to find Yao Qian.

Although you don't need to look at it to know what the result will be, he still glanced curiously.

Tianji's eyes.

Buzzing--

After updating Yang Han's video, Wu Jun looked at the...frustration he was about to face, and wanted to persuade him not to go.

But in this mission, he was just a bystander, if he interfered too much, he might not be able to see the real Yang Han.

I can only wish him luck.

Boom

A muffled thunder came from the horizon.

Wu Jun rode a battery car with Yang Han to where Yao Qian went to work.

This is a hot pot restaurant, Yao Qian is the foreman, but there are no customers at this time, everyone is blowing air-conditioning in the restaurant.

Yang Han called Yao Qian to the door.

"We are over." Yao Qian in work clothes looked particularly indifferent, in the sultry air, like a block of ice that would not melt, "Don't come to me in the future."

"Yao Qian, I hope you can give me another chance, really..."

"I have given you three years of opportunities." Yao Qian said coldly, "how many times have I persuaded you to find a new job, you never listen to me."

"No, you believe me, I will succeed!"

"Then I wish you an early success, sincerely."

After Yao Qian turned around to leave, Yang Han quickly grabbed her: "You believe me, I will succeed, I will win the championship, really!"

"You let go!"

boom--

Yao Qian broke free of Yang Han's hand, and there was another thunder in the sky, and heavy raindrops fell.

Yang Han still wanted to pull her, when a man suddenly rushed out of the store and hit his chest with a kick.

Yang Han was kicked far away, sitting on the ground at a loss.

"Leave me away from her in the future!" The man yelled at Yang Han angrily, "She is my girlfriend now, if you dare to pester him again, I'm not polite to you!"

Yang Han looked at the man in disbelief, and at Yao Qian with a cold face.

He originally thought Yao Qian was just angry, but he didn't expect that she had other boyfriends.

Only now did he really realize that the relationship of more than three years had really ended!

And in this irreversible way.

"No, Yao Qian, tell me this is not true!"

He stood up from the ground, trying to find Yao Qian for confirmation, but was pushed away by the man again.

"It's not true, it's a lie to me, right..."

boom--

This time the man never kept his hand again, and hit his face a lot, Yang Han didn't fight back, he just looked at Yao Qian closely.

He hoped she could suddenly tell him that it was all a lie to him.

Rushing--

The heavy rain finally poured down, and Yang Han was pressed by the man in the stagnant water to add his fists and kicks, and finally he gave up under the persuasion of several shop assistants.

Yang Han got up from the ground, picked up the squashed Universe Fu bag from the rain, took out the ring that no longer gleamed, and held it tightly in his hand.

"I will never give up."

Speaking to himself softly, Yang Han braved the downpour and ran madly in the direction of Wangzi Mountain.

Can't open your eyes, keep your head stuffed and continue running!

Fall to the ground, get up and continue running!

The knee bleeds, endure the pain and continue running!

When he was about to reach the top of Wangzi Mountain, he fell down on the slippery mountain road and slid down more than ten meters.

He got up from the mud and climbed to the top of the mountain with hands and feet.

When he finally reached the summit, he let out a silent roar at the wind and rain in the sky.

boom--

A blast of thunder rang overhead, almost shattering the sky.

Wu Jun watched him slowly fall to the ground, and hurried after him.

This guy, this is dying.

...

When Yang Han woke up, he found himself lying on a comfortable sofa with wet clothes.

Two big dogs squatted not far away, looking at him curiously.

The wind and rain outside has been much smaller, but it is still pattering underground.

He touched own forehead, it was very hot, and he seemed to have a fever.

"Wake up?" Wu Jun came down from the stairs.

"Why am I here?"

"You fainted on the top of the mountain," Wu Jun said, "and you were almost struck by lightning."

Yang Han:...

"Thank you," Yang Han stood up from the sofa, "I'm going back."

But after only two steps, he frowned tightly.

"What's wrong?"

"The knee hurts a bit," Yang Han said, "maybe it was a fall."

"Do you want me to call a car for you?"

Yang Han replied: "No, just take a few more steps."

"Don't you want an umbrella?"

"This rain is nothing, it just happens to be cool, so I can just run back." Yang Han said and ran into the pattered rain curtain. Before leaving, he didn't forget to turn back and say, "There will be a test in the team tomorrow morning. Don’t come here, save your energy, you must come."

Looking at Yang Han, who was one-footed and low-footed, Wu Jun found that he couldn't see through him even more.

Obviously, he had just suffered such a heavy blow, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he was about to start running again.

I don't know if he is really big-hearted, or if he keeps his emotions in his heart.

...

Early the next morning, Wu Jun rode a battery car to the training base.

After the heavy rain, the air was exceptionally fresh, and the track team members were doing their own training. Under the arrangement of Professor Zhang, Wu Jun temporarily joined the long-distance running team.

There are a total of twelve people in the long-distance race. Because there is a test today, they just do a simple warm-up exercise in the morning.

Wu Jun saw Yang Han wearing knee pads, obviously to cover up yesterday's scars.

And his face looked a little pale.

"Your knees..."

"Hush—" Yang Han quickly gave Wu Jun a look and whispered, "It's okay, this test is very important to me today, and I can't be absent."

Wu Jun soon understood why he said it was important.

Because today's test will directly affect his stay.

Coach Zhang made it very clear that if his test scores do not meet the minimum requirements, he may be sent out of the track team.

The funds of the track and field team are also limited, and it is impossible to vote unlimitedly for people who have no hope.

To be honest, until now, Wu Jun still finds it difficult to understand Yang Han's persistence.

Good birds choose wood to live.

I have to trap myself in a hopeless place. Does this really make sense?

With this perseverance and hard work, you can get a gold medal clerk even if you deliver food, and you can't succeed in anything.

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