“I forgive Dan Liu.” Dan Liu is the name of the head of the Propaganda Department with big wavy hair. Lian Yu was still not satisfied and enlarged the video on the wall, forcing Cen Zhen to spend precious time before class to watch it with him one more time.
“Look at this slow motion, look at this close-up, it’s amazing, I wish I could become this drop of sweat to wet your eyelashes, pass through your eyelid, and then melt into your blue pupils, into these moist but resolute eyes, this cold and calm momentum aura, ah!
And here, you suddenly appeared behind Man Feifei, like the god of death harvesting souls in darkness. Look at your hand knife, you swing it so decisively and coldly. Your whole figure was wrapped in the awe-inspiring killing aura…” Lian Yu suddenly covered his mouth, “I can’t, my canine teeth are about to get sharp.”
“……”This is probably another way of saying I’m harding up?
Next, Lian Yu slowed down the video of himself running in the second half frame by frame. Dan Liu used four angles to present the image of him passing through the projection. With every step and movement, you can see the contraction and expansion of his thigh muscles through the tight and flexible trousers, which are full of the beauty of strength and speed. The collar is open, and the two straight collarbones are so dazzling that people can’t take their eyes off them. The background music also reached a climax at this time. The dual burst of vision and hearing made people excited and impulsive.
“How is it?” After the playback, Lian Yu asked Cen Zhen’s opinion with great interest. Cen Zhen answered honestly: “The video is well done.” After watching it, even he felt as if he was back on yesterday’s battlefield.
“And then!”
And then, what else? Cen Zhen met Lian Yu’s eyes and suddenly understood what he meant. He recalled the more than 100 words Lian Yu praised him for, and found with a heavy heart that he could not learn from him. Cen Zhen thought for a long time and handed in his homework like a poor language art student: “… Also, you were very handsome.”
“That’s it? You are this frugal with words?”
“……” Cen Zhen, “That’s it.”
Lian Yu sighed and touched the lion’s head beside his leg, “Forget it, I won’t force you… I like this video. Although it was released in the middle of the night, the view has exceeded 30,000. I am very satisfied with how far it has spread. It seems that the Propaganda Department is barely useful. Maybe I can record some videos myself in the future and let Dan Liu help me edit…”
When Cen Zhen closed the dormitory door, the Sentinel sitting on the chair smiled rogue and mean, immersed in his thoughts, no one knew what bad things he was planning. He reluctantly reminded himself that the breakfast was getting cold, and turned and went downstairs.
Along the way, Cen Zhen felt that he was the absolute focus of the crowd, the kind that was shining and had his own BGM. After entering the classroom, this feeling of being noticed did not ease. Instead, even the teacher could not help but cast his eyes on him many times.
The deskmate who reminded Cen Zhen to pay attention to his heat last time got pushed out to bite the bullet. He timidly approached and asked: “The close combat match… is so good.”
Cen Zhen took out a tube of Sentinel pheromone and knocked it open silently, “Thank you.”
“Your Sentinel, what is he…”
“D-level.” Cen Zhen concealed the prefix ‘he claimed to be’.
The deskmate choked for a while, thinking how did you know it before I asked, but then thought, what else can he ask besides this? He saw that although Cen Zhen was cold, he was not against communication, and his attitude softened from cautious, “Impossible, absolutely impossible. He broke the speed record left by the previous S-level Sentinel senior. I even feel that it is an understatement to call him A-level.”
“These should be left for the physical assessment at the end of the semester to determine.”
“Three years of classmate-ship, can’t you tell me the truth?”
Countless echoes followed: “Yes.” “That’s right.”……
Cen Zhen looked around and found that a circle of people had surrounded him at some point. Not only in the classroom but also in the corridor outside. The number of Guides wandering was also very unusual, and one by one, when passing by the window of Class 12, they stretched their necks and tried their best to spy on something.
When Lian Yu modified his physical level, he also deleted his previous school records. Cen Zhen knew that he did these things without any deep purpose, just because he felt it was fun and wanted to play around a little. The experience of three lives enabled him to do whatever he wanted, and he did go after whatever he wanted.
So now no one in the Tower can find out the real information of Lian Yu. In the eyes of other Sentinels and Guides, this is a beautiful, counterattack, inspirational, youthful, large-scale campus idol drama of double D-level Sentinels and A-level Spiritual/B-level physical Guides beating two double A-level opponents.
This escalated since both Cen Zhen and Lian Yu are especially good-looking.
They had no tournaments in the afternoons of the next three days, so Cen Zhen locked himself in the dormitory to study intensely about the two basic courses for Guides: spiritual attack and spiritual protection. Lian Yu was his best guinea pig. After being beaten by mental tentacles for two consecutive days, the Sentinel left a row of artificial Sentinel pheromones before dawn and disappeared until late at night to snuggle into the bed secretly.
Cen Zhen thought about it and agreed that it was not appropriate to keep going after the same Sentinel for harm. The case lacks universality. He added a live target the next day. Because Yao Jin and Pan seized every opportunity to train for the aerial combat competition and had no free time, Cen Zhen pulled Fan from the blacklist. The 81.64% compatibility made Fan feel painful and addictive.
“Do you have any familiar Guides?” Cen Zhen asked, “I want to try attacking a spiritual space protected by a Guide.”
“Did you sleepwalk in class in the first and second grades? I really don’t understand why your basics on spiritual power courses are this weak…… How did you awaken? Oh right, your spiritual body has also changed. I feel that you are not the same person as the previous ‘Cen Zhen’ at all.”
Cen Zhen raised his eyebrows, of course, he would not say that you are right, you guessed it correctly. Fan’s idea that the previous and the current Cen Zhen are not the same person was just a casual remark, and he didn’t take it to heart at all. The next second he put it out of his mind and answered Cen Zhen’s previous question: “How can I have any familiar Guides? I only know you, Yao Jin’s, and LeLe…”
When mentioning LeLe, Fan’s expression was gloomy, as if he had something to hide.
Because Fan unconditionally cooperated with his training throughout the afternoon, and LeLe was Fan’s childhood friend growing up, Cen Zhen reminded him casually: “LeLe seems to be getting close to KaiMenJi recently.”
“Well…” Fan nodded, “He came to me after you and Lian Yu were permanently marked… I rejected him. Then I don’t know when it started, but he is getting closer and closer to KaiMenJi. I heard from Yao Jin that you suspected KaiMenJi of criminal tendencies. I wanted to remind LeLe, but he hates me now and deliberately goes against my wishes…”
The novel does not mention who Fan’s Guide is. His main role is to make the supporting character “Cen Zhen” look more hateful and ridiculous, paving the way for him to be cannon fodder in the future. After “Cen Zhen” died, Fan also disappeared from the readers’ sight.
“I thought you had some feelings for him.” The novel describes this tendency vaguely.
“……” Fan was silent for a long time, so long that Cen Zhen thought the topic was over. Fan suddenly said, “Can you keep the conversation a secret for me?”
“……” Cen Zhen hesitated and did not answer. He was not a curious person. The role of a close brother who could enlighten others was more suitable for Yao Jin. But at this time, Fan had already started talking with hesitation: “I always thought I was strange. When I was still in school, I had little interest in match-making events. It was the same when I came to the Tower.
In the beginning, many Sentinels were like me. They were ambitious teenagers who believed the planet wouldn’t function without them. They thought they were the next dark Sentinels and the Guides were an obstacle on their way to saving the world. But when I was twenty, I still had this mentality, which was very strange. Even so, I still didn’t take this situation to heart before…”
Cen Zhen had a preliminary guess in his mind, but he did not immediately express his opinion and listened quietly to Fan’s confession.
“To be honest, I always hated you…because you confessed to me in public… there were always Sentinels mentioning you in front of me…So I hated you even more.” When Fan said this, he quietly raised his eyes to observe Cen Zhen’s face but found that the other party was indifferent, as if he was listening to other people’s stories. He then spoke at a normal speed, “But I don’t know when you suddenly changed. I didn’t deliberately observe you, but there were always nosy classmates reporting these things to me… You became, how to say… like a Sentinel. If I made you feel uncomfortable, I apologize to you.”
“It’s okay.” Cen Zhen looked at the snow leopard not far away, playing with the great white shark pretending died on the ground with its front paws. The overlord of the sea is even less lethal than a turtle right now.
“…You really are just like a Sentinel,” Fan’s lips trembled, and the following words made his face red and his neck tense, and he finally squeezed them out of his throat, “So, I gradually… fell in love with you.”
Cen Zhen thought to himself that his guess was indeed correct, “…So the reason you like me is that I act like a Sentinel?”
“……” Fan blushed and nodded.
“So do you like Guides who look like Sentinels, or…” Cen Zhen paused, and saw Fan also tense his shoulders with this pause, “You like Sentinels?”
“……” Fan’s listless expression was like the lifeless shark on the ground, he shook his head painfully, “…I don’t know.”
Cen Zhen took a step closer to Fan, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt like he was on edge, as if a disaster was about to happen, “……” He silently took a half step back and kept an arm’s length away from Fan, “Why don’t you consult Dr. Chen Wuyou?”
“He! He…” Fan raised his head in a large reaction, and he couldn’t form a sentence for a long time. Cen Zhen recalled Fan’s inexplicable hostility towards Chen Wuyou and asked, “Did something happen between you two?”
Fan gritted his teeth and said, “That pervert, the time you knocked me down in the hospital, when I woke up, I saw his face was only -” He used his index finger and thumb to measure the width of half a centimeter, “What did he want to do! As a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded, if I didn’t wake up, wouldn’t I be…a…ass…assaulted by him!”
A strong majestic lion suddenly appeared behind Fan, and the arrogant look seemed to say: You think too highly of yourself, how can Chen Wuyou be interested in you?
Original Author’s Note:
Chen Wuyou: A-choo!
Big Wavy Hair Propaganda Department Chairman: I finally have a name! It’s not easy, I thought I would always be called Big Wave 1551
Translator’s Note:
1551 means sobbing, because of its pronunciation 🙂
