Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Jiang Lang sat up straight, his gaze towards Bai Zhaoli filled with astonishment.

Bai Zhaoli remained calm: "Although my dad... he still loves me very much. He made such a big scene at the Special Operations Department yesterday, there's no way he wouldn't know. Now that he knows, he'll definitely have to keep an eye on things for me!"

Jiang Lang: "..."

Reasonable!

That makes perfect sense!

But it's really a headache!

One unexpected turn of events led to a flourishing of branches and leaves.

He didn't want to have any contact with Bai Heng at all, because it wouldn't help him get promoted to associate professor.

But that seems to be how things are.

When you are a silent official, everything will push you in that direction.

The reason I refused to communicate with Bai Zhaoli too much before was to avoid any unnecessary complications.

It was precisely this action that put Bai Zhaoli in a dangerous situation, which was then discovered by him.

Jiang Lang was a little annoyed.

But if he had to do it all over again, he would still do the same thing.

I'm having some kind of headache right now.

"Is my dad that scary?"

Bai Zhaoli muttered something, then said, "Don't worry, it'll only be once, and it'll be at your dad's promotion banquet. Just don't act too awkward. I'll avoid letting you two meet after that, since we're not really dating anyway."

"Alright."

Jiang Lang's expression softened slightly: "I'll do as you say."

Bai Zhaoli then beamed, "That's good! It's getting late, let's get off the bus!"

"Um!"

Jiang Lang responded and got out of the car, letting out a sigh of relief as he walked towards the elevator.

I had only taken a few steps when a slender, soft hand took my arm.

"Don't hide!"

Bai Zhaoli whispered a reminder.

Jiang Lang: "..."

They did the same thing yesterday.

Why does it feel so different?

Bai Zhaoli smiled slightly and, taking advantage of the moment she entered the elevator, quickly snapped a photo and sent it to Yang Yu.

[Sister Yu, was your acting convincing?]

After a while, the other end replied.

One actor's performance was unconvincing, and the other's performance seemed completely nonexistent.

Bai Zhaoli: "..."

For some reason, she found the first half of the sentence particularly displeasing.

So she secretly glanced at Jiang Lang and gave a barely perceptible hum.

……

"Wow! Thank you for the gift, Senior Sister Bai."

"Senior Sister Bai is so kind!"

"I've had a feeling for a long time that your relationship was special; it turns out you've been dating for a while now."

"What a perfect match! A handsome man and a beautiful woman!"

"Brother Lang is really awesome!"

"No? When did you two start talking?"

Amidst the gratitude and praise of the martial arts performers, Xu Yanzhi's bewildered questioning sounded particularly jarring.

Bai Zhaoli rolled her eyes at him: "What? Do I need to write you an application to date?"

Xu Yanzhi: "..."

Bai Zhaoli smiled and looked at everyone: "Senior Brother Jiang is quite eager to get his professional title, so he'll have to rely on everyone from now on!"

"What kind of talk is this!"

"It's what we should do!"

"Don't worry, once I'm in the ring, I'll fight with my life on the line!"

"I won't graduate until I get Lang Ge into an associate professor program."

"Stop bragging."

Ghost Eyes glanced at everyone: "There are still two hours until the martial arts competition. Everyone, come with me to the tactical analysis room."

After saying that, he turned around and glanced at Jiang Lang, who seemed half depressed and half annoyed.

His eyes showed a slight displeasure: What's going on?

Jiang Lang returned a look: How the hell should I know?

People are gone.

Xu Yanzhi pulled Bai Zhaoli aside with a serious expression, and they talked about something.

Jiang Lang finally had some free time and leaned back in his chair to doze off.

But for some reason, the moment I closed my eyes, I remembered the scene of the two of them looking at each other in the car.

How strange!

Suddenly a voice rang out.

"Brother Lang?"

"Um?"

Jiang Lang opened his eyes and looked at Wu Lie with a puzzled expression: "Didn't you go to the tactical analysis room?"

Wu Lie scratched his head: "Brother Lang! I heard from other martial arts performers yesterday that each group has spectator slots. Did our group submit our application to you?"

"Yes, do you have family or friends who want to watch the game?"

Jiang Lang nodded. Although there weren't many spots available, and they weren't open to the public regularly, there were indeed some, as long as one applied. Su Yunchang had delegated all the miscellaneous tasks in the group to him, so the authority to apply naturally rested with him.

"hold head high!"

Wu Lie nodded.

Jiang Lang thought for a moment: "I can help you apply, but the first few matches are all in closed venues, and the only viewing option is the media room, which isn't open to the public. Outsiders can only watch after the round of 32. Are you confident?"

Wu Lie chuckled: "Of course! Instructor Zhou wants me to try for the top spot this time! Thanks, Brother Lang, I'll definitely do my best."

After saying that, he scurried away.

A challenge for the top spot?

Jiang Lang seemed thoughtful. The gap between martial arts students wasn't that large. Wu Lie certainly had the potential to become the champion, but his pre-enrollment training hadn't been up to par. To be honest, it was a bit of a stretch.

All I can say is that Ghost Eyes is really holding back a lot of anger.

That's a good thing!

To be honest, he didn't want to deal with the martial arts performer issue in a step-by-step manner. He always felt that the performance of the martial arts performers was a speed-limiting link in his plan.

Too slow!

Although this was the fastest possible path to becoming an associate professor, he still felt it was very slow.

I wonder if there's any possibility of quickly bypassing the university's professional title evaluation system.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Hmm? Have you finished talking?"

Jiang Lang looked at Bai Zhaoli curiously: "What did you say?"

Bai Zhaoli looked around to make sure no one was there before carefully saying, "He asked me what happened that night, and why I suddenly offered myself to him."

"Then what will you say?"

"What I say is none of your business!"

"..."

"I see Professor Su has a lot of old-fashioned movies in his office. The martial arts competition hasn't started yet, so we have just enough time to watch one. Will you watch it with me?"

"Isn't this a huge waste of time?"

"Being a couple means wasting time together!"

"..."

Jiang Lang suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. Wasn't one of the signs of being a couple wasting time together?

He had only ever wasted time with girls who were seven years older than him.

……

I still watched the movies from the old era.

But the process drove Bai Zhaoli crazy because Jiang Lang had fallen asleep.

Jiang Lang was also very glad that he had fallen asleep, whether he was really asleep or just pretending to be asleep.

It's her time she's wasting, and it's me wasting my own time.

Although they are wasted at the same time, they are not wasted together.

However, Bai Zhaoli was not one to hold grudges. She still took his arm and went to the martial arts training hall together. She didn't wear a face mask from beginning to end, and didn't even wear sunglasses in order to show her face.

Therefore, the process attracted a lot of attention.

Bai Zhaoli pretended not to see anything, and continued to walk towards the martial arts building with him as if no one else was around.

Jiang Lang felt somewhat uncomfortable, but he could only cooperate.

After entering, they did not go into the media room.

Since the purpose last time was to select participants, we needed to be observant and attentive to all sides. This time, it's just about watching people fight. Watching live in the fighting room would definitely provide a clearer view, so the media room was given to those unemployed martial arts performers who haven't joined the group yet.

Speaking of which, we have to thank Hu Lintian. Because of his behind-the-scenes manipulation, all four martial arts performers that Ghost Eye brought were matched with the martial arts performers in their group, and they were all in the same fighting room.

The fighting room is very large, accommodating four rings.

Four referees were already in place on the stage, while instructors and martial arts students were waiting in the stands.

On Cao Yu's side, it was clear that several experts had been transferred from the army to provide one-on-one tactical guidance to his own martial arts performers.

As for himself, he sat steadily.

Then he looked at Ghost Eyes beside him: "Little Zhou, all your martial arts performers are spacing out. Aren't you going to go and give them some pointers?"

Ghost Eyes sneered and ignored him completely.

Cao Yu wasn't angry. He continued, "You're such a stubborn person. I didn't even hold it against you for throwing excrement at my doorstep. If you had just bowed your head and admitted your mistake, you wouldn't have ruined your future."

Ghost Eyes continued to rest with his eyes closed.

Cao Yu pointed behind him: "Look at them, they're all your former comrades-in-arms. They've all regained their old ranks, some even promoted a few ranks. And look at you, you've fallen into the clutches of the underworld. Tell the old regimental commander, which big shot did you suck up to get into Qiqihar University?"

"If you spray any more filth, I'll tear your nozzle to shreds!"

Ghost Eye could no longer bear it and opened its only remaining eye, its gaze filled with ferocity.

Cao Yu, instead, smiled and said, "I thought you were deaf! What, you want to lay a hand on the old commander?"

Ghost Eyes crossed his arms over his chest, making no move to strike, but the bulging veins on his hands betrayed his intentions.

Of course he wanted to take action!

He wanted nothing more than to kill that beast.

Just like eight years ago!

pity.

Many things in this world are beyond human control.

Although he was prepared to suffer humiliation before attending Kurusu University, which he called a "college of traitors".

Unexpectedly, he was so angry that his vision went black.

Just at this time.

Bai Zhaoli's voice came from behind: "Instructor Zhou, do you know why he hates you so much?"

"Um?"

Ghost Eyes looked behind him, puzzled.

Bai Zhaoli glanced at Cao Yu, a mocking smile playing on her lips: "Because back then, in the military tribunal, he kept emphasizing that 'the chaos in Liaocheng is insurmountable, and a strategic retreat is the only natural course of action.'"

As a result, your existence made him a laughing stock. Despite years of behind-the-scenes maneuvering, he only barely managed to regain his military rank, with no chance of wielding real power. He was relegated to being a resident instructor at Qiqihar University. Do you think he wouldn't hate you?

Am I right? Former Regiment Commander Cao?

"you……"

Cao Yu was furious, but when he saw who was in front of him, his pupils suddenly contracted.

What's Bai Zhaoli doing here?

He glanced at Bai Zhaoli's hand, which was draped over Jiang Lang's arm, and his eyes twitched violently twice.