Chapter 28: Qiqi, I'm worried about you...

  Mo Qi sat on a bench in Central Park, flipping through the entertainment newspaper she had just bought. Like other girls, she enjoyed reading gossip and celebrity news, but didn't like being gossiped about herself.

  So she didn't go to the library in the afternoon either, and directly called Long Yifeng to come over and have a showdown.

  How dare you! She's jealous of him and framing him, doesn't she care if anyone believes it? Considering their current public status, Mo Qi chose a relatively secluded spot, with cherry blossom trees blocking the view above and a cluster of osmanthus trees beside. It was already late September, and the osmanthus flowers had begun to bloom, filling the air with a faint fragrance that lifted Mo Qi's mood.

  "Hehe, Qiqi, you've waited for a long time, right?" Long Yifeng sat down beside Mo Qiqi in an instant, his tone light and cheerful.

  Mo Qi's gaze didn't leave the newspaper as she replied lightly, "It's fine." This man still pretended as if nothing had happened and actually thought she wouldn't pursue it?

  "Hehe, that's fine." Long Yifeng dryly chuckled twice, and then there was no more movement, probably racking his brains to think of something to say.

  Mo Qiqi was calm and composed, leisurely flipping through the newspaper. The two of them fell into an awkward silence, for a moment only hearing Mo Qiqi rustling the newspaper.

  "It's almost mid-September now, isn't it?" Long Yifeng suddenly spoke up.

  "Mm." Mo QiQi didn't know what else he was going to come up with, and responded faintly, although she was still looking at the newspaper, her attention had already completely shifted to Long YiFeng.

  "Hehe, it's almost time for the monthly ranking match. Qiqi, aren't you going to train?" Long Yifeng said with a hint of meaning.

  "Oh? Still far away? Just mid-month." Mo Qi's heart skipped a beat, although she felt that Long Yi Feng suddenly bringing this up was a bit abrupt, but indeed she hadn't attended a single training session since the start of school, so it wasn't unusual for someone to find it strange.

  "Mid-month? Today is already the 17th, Qiqi, you shouldn't be unaware of the schedule?" Long Yifeng's tone was filled with surprise.

  Mo Qi finally shifted her gaze from the newspaper to Long Yi Feng, smiling lightly: "I'm not clear. Help me explain it." She had a premonition that this man was up to something again.

  "Hehe. At the end of each month, each college gets a day to hold an end-of-month ranking match, and only one college is held per day, so this month's end is equivalent to a week's time. Of course, Shangxiangwen College is not included, because sports emphasize competitive matches, and Wen College can just mess around." Long Yifeng put his arms on the back of the long chair, and his two long legs crossed over each other in a dashing manner.

  "Huh? One day for each college? Which day is Liubo College?" Mo QiQi furrowed her brow, she really hadn't taken a closer look, maybe the student handbook just had simple notes, and these procedures were all passed down by word of mouth. She hadn't even attended one training session, so naturally she didn't know.

  "It's the first day, huh! That's the 26th. Long Yifeng raised an eyebrow, his tone filled with pride. Heh heh, he was furious and embarrassed last night. Didn't think it through. Later, after staying up all night to study that stack of secret books on chasing girls, I found out that the highest state of mind is to attack the heart first, and then take down each of those points that girls care about."

  Moki is most concerned about what, Long Yifeng should be the clearest. That is swimming. She herself should not know what's going on, so now the initiative is actually in his hands.

  As expected, Mo Qi's eyebrows furrowed even tighter. However, after a moment of silence, she suddenly stood up and said calmly, "Are you done? Then I'll take my leave first."

  Long Yifeng was shocked, not expecting it to have no effect at all. Just as he was quickly thinking of how to open his mouth, a "puff" sound was heard, and a gunshot hole appeared on the newspaper in Mo Qi's hand, then brushed against Long Yifeng's arm and hit the back of the chair, leaving a small hole.

  Mo Qi was so scared that she didn't dare move, gunshots? Terrorist attack? She shouldn't have been hated to this extent, right? Long Yi Feng also had a fan club, but they were all young girls. She could easily deal with them. Why would someone use a gun to scare her?

  Long Yi Feng wasn't scared at all. He touched the bullet hole on the back of the chair and chuckled, "Wu Han Kong, your air gun is still so accurate."

  Mo Qi followed his line of sight and saw a medium-built boy holding a handgun, walking towards them at a slow pace. The man wore a pair of highly myopic glasses, with a high degree that the lenses seemed to be all circles, and couldn't see the eyes behind the lenses at all. He was wearing a CMFU school autumn uniform, neat and tidy, his hair combed back in a regular manner, with a mocking smile on his lips.

  Is that so, CMFU campus is indeed a place where anything can happen and people can carry guns around and shoot randomly? Mo QiQi looked at Wu HanKong walking near, put the pistol under her armpit, stretched out her hand to take over the entertainment newspaper in her hand, tore off a small piece.

  Mo Qi looked curiously and saw that it was a photo of a recently popular handsome young man, with the bullet hole precisely through his forehead, so accurate that it was hard to believe. The distance between them just now was at least over 50 meters.

  It seems that Wu Hankong should be from the Shooting Department of Cangfeng College. Mo Qiqi was stunned and didn't know what to say, watching Wu Hankong coldly tear the newspaper with photos into small pieces, put the waste paper in his pocket, and then return the remaining newspaper to her, silently turn around and walk forward.

  Mo Qi's face was full of question marks as she looked at Long Yifeng. She urgently needed someone to explain things to her.

  "Cough, that's the Deputy Director of the CMFU Academy Disciplinary Committee, a sophomore in the Shooting Department of Cangfeng College. It is said that during his freshman year, he had liked a girl, but she thought he was not handsome enough and went to date an idol star instead. Since then, he has been stimulated and has been catching dating couples everywhere in the school, with the glorious achievement of clearing out the entire campus garden once. He is very accurate at shooting, and his greatest hobby is using air guns to shoot photos of his love rivals on campus." Long Yifeng coughed lightly, saw Wu Han's figure disappear behind a cluster of osmanthus trees, and then spoke up.

  It seems that the photo he tore up earlier was his love rival. There are all kinds of people in this school. Mo QiQi asked curiously, "Can a sharpshooter wear glasses with such high prescription?" She didn't understand, but aren't all marksmen supposed to have super good eyesight? Wearing glasses would cause errors, right?

  Long Yi chuckled and said, "Those glasses are fake. As far as I know, Wu Han didn't wear glasses at all when he was in his first year of high school. He probably wanted to hide his true expression."

  Moki looked at the missing piece of newspaper and couldn't help but laugh and cry. She hadn't finished reading it yet!

  "Qiqi," Long Yifeng's voice suddenly became especially sincere, and Mo Qiqi couldn't help but look over. "Qiqi, I'm really worried about your end-of-month ranking match." He wanted to thank Wu Hankong for buying him some time, which kept Mo Qiqi from leaving, or else he wouldn't have had the chance to say what he originally planned to say.

  Moki's heart skipped a beat, but her face remained calm as she asked, "Why did you say that?"

  Long Yi shook his head and said: "Because when you saved people last time, I found that your swimming posture was completely wrong."

  Mo Qi was stunned for a moment, and had to admit that Long Yi Feng had hit the nail on her worries these past few days. She could indeed use the Dragon Ball to travel very far and fast, but her posture was completely amateurish, which was also why she hadn't dared to train...