I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Fang Qingran pushed the door open and entered, and was slightly surprised when he saw the girl standing up:
"Sister Qiao?"

Looking at the other party, he found that senior sister Qiao was not wearing a close-fitting outfit as usual today, but a beige sweater with a denim skirt.

Less chivalrous, more modern and casual.

"It's me." Qiao listened to Zhu pause, and then subconsciously blurted out, "Have you eaten?"

"..."

Fang Qingran remained silent for a while.

"Senior sister came to see me for something?
You can say it straight. "

Realizing that he was a little too nervous, Qiao listened to Zhu misfire for a while.

No wonder she is like this, it is indeed at a critical moment of life and death at this time.

If the associations they belong to cannot overcome the hurdle of tomorrow, they are destined to only become nourishment for the growth of the Bajian Society.

Competition and strife among clubs has always been a repertoire within Tianshu Academy. As long as they don't pass the line, the upper echelons of the institution will never pay attention to these disputes among students, so they can't count on anyone but themselves.

"Then I'll open the skylight and speak out."

Qiao Tingzhu's tone was quite sincere: "Student Fang, I am not representing an individual this time, but representing the six sword clubs of Shifang Sword Club, Baihe Sword Club, Tingjian Club, Chaolu Sword Club, Luoying Sword Club and Hejian Club. A community comes."

Fang Qingran remained silent for a longer time.

Among these clubs, except for Senior Mo Yong's Hejian Club, he has never heard of any other clubs just by name.

To be more precise, since he didn't pay much attention to news about clubs, he only had a little impression of the top three clubs.

Qiao Tingzhu was not surprised to see the slightly confused look in the young man's eyes.

Generally speaking, only old people who have been in the Kendo Academy for a certain period of time will know about these relatively outstanding societies in the academy.

The associations that can spread their influence to several branches and even the entire school, without exception, are all sitting in the torch state.

There is obviously still a certain gap between them and a society of that level.

It can be said that it is a large-scale association that can achieve that step, and there are not many in the entire school.

"I think, Fang Xuedi, you should have a certain understanding of the Bajian Club.

Our six associations all formed an alliance to fight against it because they did not want to merge into the Bajian Society. "

Speaking of this, Qiao Tingzhu couldn't help sighing:
"Originally, there were other clubs in our alliance, but under the pressure of the Bajian Club, only the six of us are still struggling."

"so……"

Hearing this, Fang Qingran roughly guessed Qiao Tingzhu's intention.

"Well, to be honest, with the strength of our six clubs alone, it is impossible to compete against the Bajian Club, so I hope to find some foreign aid."

Qiao Tingzhu raised her small face: "Student Fang, you are my favorite candidate."

She stroked her hair on the temples and said:
"I know that normally speaking, disputes between associations will basically not affect lone wolves like you. Therefore, I am willing to pay a certain price to hire you as foreign aid."

If you want to say this, then I won't be sleepy!
Fang Qingran who was sitting on the sofa straightened up.

"Regardless of tomorrow's final result, as long as you are willing to serve as foreign aid, student Fang, we are willing to give you an entry right to any special building intermediate area in the Kendo Institute.

Of course, Fang, if you want to convert to the corresponding [-]-day pivot point, that's fine too. "

"Whether it is successful or not, there are [-] heavenly pivot points that can be obtained?" Fang Qingran seemed a little moved, "This is not a small sum."

"If it can help us succeed in resisting the Bajian Society tomorrow, there will be another additional benefit."

Qiao Tingzhu struck while the iron was hot.

Hearing this, Fang Qingran no longer had much hesitation in his heart.

Even if he didn't get this sum of Tianshu points, he, who had learned double swordsmanship from Senior Mo, would do his best to help Senior Mo overcome this difficulty.

"It is my duty to fight against the Bajian Society, and we, Qingran, will definitely help out!"

Fang Qingran looked resolute.

"real?!"

As the words reached his ears, Qiao Tingzhu couldn't believe it was so easy.

She was even ready to be ripped off by the lion.

Two days ago, because they wanted to find foreign aid, they had no choice but to find a lone wolf who claimed to do things for money.

That guy has an extremely bad personality, and it's okay to offend people easily with his words. The price he quoted clearly has no sincerity at all, and he is purely trying to get a fortune from them.

She wasn't there at the time, and she didn't know how the specific negotiation process was. Anyway, I heard that in the end, the guy had a stinky face and agreed as if you had made a lot of money.

"Student Fang is such a nice person!"

The more she thought about that person's face, the angrier she became, and she secretly made up her mind that when the time came, she must help Fang to get as many benefits as possible.

At least, not worse than that guy!

While thinking about it, a bell rang, and she lowered her head subconsciously, only to find that it was her cell phone ringing.

Showing an apologetic smile to the boy beside her, she ran to the corner of the lounge and answered the phone in a low voice.

In a large welcoming living room inside the Shifang Sword Club's residence, Xiang Heng listened to the voice on the other side of the phone, and a smile gradually appeared on his serious face.

"Why, is there anything to be happy about, President Xiang?"

The demeanor was a bit frivolous, the young man with light makeup on his face and earrings walked slowly, holding a goblet.

He put his hand on Xiang Heng's shoulder very naturally, raised his head and drank the remaining red wine in the goblet.

"It's a good thing." Xiang Heng nodded, "Qiao Xuemei has hired another foreign aid for us. I think we can be more sure about tomorrow."

"Oh?"

The young man with earrings raised his tone a little.

"Who is it, how strong is it?"

"Fang Qingran, Fang Qingran, I believe in Qiao Xuemei's vision. Qiao Xuemei said that this junior's strength will not be weaker than the light candle limit."

"Hey, this is on the same level as the two of us!" He said, smashing his mouth, "I don't have much impression of the name."

"As a senior who came here, I have to chat with you a few words."

He put on a posture of an elder and said: "You also know that the little girl Tingzhu is obsessed with swordsmanship all day long, and her thoughts are relatively simple. Tell me, what if it is..."

Having said that, he noticed the change in Xiang Heng's expression, and his voice stopped abruptly.

After a while, he spoke again:
"President Xiang, you know my temperament has always been like this, just speak up.

In my opinion, the brother I can introduce must be more reliable. "

He twirled his thumb back and forth between his middle finger and index finger, gestured for adding money, and smiled:
"If you add a little more money, my brother and I will help you defeat the sword tyrant of the Ba Jian Society tomorrow!

Want him, come and go. "

"But how did I hear that your brother has gotten closer to the Bajian Society in the past two days?"

Xiang Hengpo looked at him speechlessly.

"What's the matter, you gave enough money, I can ask my brother to help you with a backstab tomorrow!"

Seeing that Xiang Heng put away his mobile phone and was about to leave, he quickly raised his voice and chased after him.

On the way, he changed a new glass of wine from the tray held by the passing waiter, and his eyes lit up when he saw the waitress.

After catching up with Xiang Heng, he whistled at the petite girl dressed by the waiter just now:

"President Xiang, can I do a little favor?"

Looking at the people coming over from the corner of the eye, Xiang Heng frowned indiscernibly.

He naturally concealed this dislike:
"Shao Zheng, Tong Xuemei was just invited by me to help today."

"Ham, isn't she a member of your club?"

The frivolous young man called Shao Zheng wanted to put his arms around his shoulders like before, but Xiang Heng kept away quietly.

"The members of the club are not my subordinates. There is no superior-subordinate relationship between us. We only gather together because we share similar interests."

He said blankly:

"If you like Tong Xuemei, you can find a way to chase him."

After finishing speaking, he continued to walk towards the door of the club residence.

When Shao Zheng heard this, he was so dissatisfied that he muttered a few words.

"That's really boring, I heard that the Bajian Club..."

Before he finished speaking, he found that Xiang Heng who was walking in front stopped suddenly, and looked at him in a little surprise. The other party turned around very seriously:
"If Bajian Club really dares to do that kind of thing, the upper echelons of the school will definitely not sit idly by.

Don't forget, at the end of the day, we are a school. "

The strong aura made Shao Zheng speechless for a while, until the other party walked away, he shook his hand a little annoyed.

Watching Xiang Heng leave the living room, the back of the far away, his deep eyes revealed a hint of thoughtfulness:
"The direction is the gate of the station. Could it be, who are you going to meet?"

……

The moonlight penetrated into the gaps between the branches and sprinkled on the tree-lined road. The whole road became black and white.

Two figures shuttled among the high and low branches, and the lights in the deserted house behind them gradually became smaller than a grain of rice.

The crisp female voice echoed on the deserted road, and occasionally the branches and leaves swayed in response.

"Tonight is the last night before the association meeting. Senior Xiang Heng invited several other association members and foreign aid to hold an 'expedition banquet' together.

When you get there, student Fang, if you want, you can get to know everyone. After all, we should be regarded as 'comrades' fighting side by side now. "

Fang Qingran nodded slightly, but said nothing.

He didn't care if he went or not.

However, inadvertently, I heard that there is a highly nutritious animal meat to eat.

Based on the principle of eating wherever he goes, after receiving Qiao Tingzhu's invitation, out of the mood of taking care of the host's family, he decided to go there for dinner.

Of course, he is a person who distinguishes between priorities, the main thing is to make contacts, and eating meat is incidental.

The two chatted one after another, and after a while, Qiao listened to Zhu's gesture to the brightly lit building not far away.

The shape of the building is very simple, not very high, with three or four floors, like a lying matchbox.

"This is the residence of the Shifang Sword Club.

Senior Xiang Heng, the head of the Shifang Sword Club, is also the leader of our Anti-Hegemony Sword Club Alliance. "

Qiao listened to Zhu's introduction.

"It seems that it is obviously much better than the club residence of the Hejian Society, but compared with the virtual research society, it is far worse in terms of the area or other things."

Fang Qingran silently compared in his heart with the two clubs he had seen.

"Fang Qingran, Junior Fang?"

Before the people arrived, a cry from far away from the door had already reached the ears of the two of them.

Fang Qingran looked for the voice, and the voice was none other than Xiang Heng whom he had met outside the Spirit Sword Pool a few days ago.

He and Qiao Tingzhu jumped off the branch and landed at the gate of the residence. After some polite exchanges, Xiang Heng led them all the way inward.

"Scholar Fang is willing to help, and our alliance can be called even more powerful!"

Xiang Heng managed his expression very well, but even so, he still couldn't hide the ray of joy from his heart.

There are more and more people on their side, which makes him really have a ray of hope.

Maybe, there is a real chance tomorrow...

In the welcoming living room, five people saw Fang Qingran and his party and came out to welcome them.

One of the youths was startled when he saw Fang Qing:

"Brother Fang, why are you here?"

"Senior Mo."

Looking at Mo Yong, Fang Qingran showed a polite smile.

In comparison, Mo Yong's smile seemed a bit forced.

"Brother Fang, do you know President Mo of Hejian Club?"

Xiang Heng's slightly surprised eyes circled back and forth between the two, and after noticing the two sword hilts behind Fang Qingran, he changed into a look of understanding.

Then he said with a smile:
"Come on, Brother Fang, let me introduce you. This is President Liu of Baihe Sword Club, this is President Han of Chaolu Sword Club, and this is..."

Fang Qingran greeted several club leaders one by one, and he sensed that, without exception, these presidents were all superhumans who had reached the level of candlelight.

The one with the strongest breath, there is no doubt about it, is Senior Xiang Heng who is at his limit, the weakest one...

Just after exchanging pleasantries, he was pulled aside by someone who was the weakest.

"Brother Fang, have you joined the Shifang Sword Club?"

Mo Yong's eyes widened, and he stared at him in disbelief.

"No."

Fang Qingran picked up a glass of orange juice from the passing waiter's tray.

"then you……"

Without waiting for Mo Yong to report the names of the other clubs, he turned to Qiao Tingzhu Nu who was not far away:
"I was invited to be a foreign aid for senior sister Qiao."

"foreign aid?"

Mo Yong just wanted to say something, recalled the scene in the evening, and swallowed the words back.

After a while, he frowned again:
"So, you are likely to fight Jianba tomorrow?"

"Maybe."

Fang Qingran couldn't deny it, he was just about to bite into the habit of the orange juice glass, when he stopped suddenly, looked a little doubtfully at the back of the waiter beside him.

The young waiter seemed unaware, and was still shuttling through the dinner party.

"The limit of the light candle with the spirit is different from the limit of the ordinary light candle, and the combat power is very different..."

Mo Yong touched his chin worriedly.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the boy was no longer by his side.

Scanning the entire reception room, he finally found a student who likes Shuangjianliu beside a male student.

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

Lu Yong's gaze fell on the young man in a white bathrobe in front of him, with a decent manner and a smile on his face.

But if you observe him carefully, you will find that his smile seems a bit forced.

"The school is so big, why did I just meet the guy who had a face-to-face meeting outside the Spirit Sword Pool this afternoon!"

He couldn't help but roared in his heart.