MTL - An Impossible to Reject Confession-Chapter 32 I went to City B to participate in the fixed stage competition...

On the day he went to B city to participate in the fixed stage competition, Qiaomu specially bought an evening ticket, and that day he even went to school for a day of classes, and went to the airport from school after school.

"The boarding pass has been changed." My uncle handed the changed boarding pass to Qiao Mu, "Your game was abrupt, and I didn't ask the company for leave in advance, so I couldn't go. But In the last few days, I will pass."

Although Qiao Mu seems to be quite normal these years, especially in the past six months, his smiles have increased a lot. But on the field, whether the disease will still occur, no one can say for sure. Qiao Mu signed up by himself again, and went to the competition. He didn't even have a teacher to accompany him. His uncle was very worried. But fortunately, with the strength of Qiaomu, there should not be too many problems in the early stage of the fixed-stage competition.

"Don't bother, I can do it alone." Qiao Mu's heart was slightly warm, his uncle was always busy with work, and even Lu Shi rarely asked for leave.

"No trouble, that's it, go in quickly, it's boarding." Uncle glanced at the time and urged Qiao Mu to go in.

"Send me a WeChat message when you arrive at the hotel." Lu Shi patted Qiao Mu on the shoulder.

"Yeah." Qiao Mu nodded.

Lu Shi smiled and winked at Qiao Mu, pulling his father to the side: "Dad, come here, I have something to tell you."

Only Xu Youyou was left beside Qiao Mu, Xu Youyou pushed the suitcase towards him: "Go in, it's too late."

"Okay." Qiao Mu took the suitcase, "Then I'll go in."

"Send me a WeChat when you arrive." Xu Youyou said.

"Yeah." He also nodded, but when facing Xu Youyou, there was always a smile in Qiao Mu's eyes.

"Call me if you're nervous. I can chat with you as many nights as you want." Anyway, you're sick, and I can't sleep.

Although Xu Youyou was either complaining that there were too many homework during the winter vacation or that the topics were difficult when the two were talking on the phone, the girl's voice was always full of energy. It was obviously a complaint, but she couldn't hear a trace of depression.

They have similar experiences, both have been hurt by people close to them, but deal with problems very differently. Xu Youyou is like a fire, burning intensely, trying to expel all the darkness in life, even if the jade is burnt. But he is like a piece of ice, which firmly seals the darkness, preventing it from appearing in front of people again. No matter how tightly sealed or hidden, the darkness still exists.

If you turn into a flame, can you also become a person as bright as you?

Not far away, my uncle stared at his nephew, whose expression was obviously much gentler at the boarding gate, and asked his son, "Your cousin fell in love early?"

Lu Shi was taken aback, and grabbed his father's sleeve: "Don't beat the mandarin duck?"

Uncle glanced at his stupid son and slapped him: "Am I that kind of person?"

Lu Shi's disguised hat was slapped out by his father, and he quickly lowered his head in fright: "Dad, do you want to send me a headline?"

"With your little fame, you look down on yourself too much." Having said that, the uncle still went up to help his stupid son pick up the hat and put it on his head again.

Lu Shi then straightened his back: "You really can't beat mandarin ducks?"

"Who gave you the illusion?"

"Didn't you tell my mother? If I fall in love early, I will break my legs." Lu Shi said.

"You said it too, it was for you."

"..." Lu Shi suddenly cracked.

"Hey, when did it start? I guess, is it during the Chinese New Year." My uncle guessed that he remembered that Qiaomu's abnormality started during the winter vacation. He had wondered why Qiao Mu had suddenly changed so much. It turned out to be love.

"What to start, your precious nephew is unrequited love, and still has a crush." ​​Lu Shi said.

Uncle raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything, no matter if he had a crush on him, as long as he could make Qiaomu better, he would not stop him. Moreover, Qiao Mu is becoming more confident little by little, and one day, a secret love will become a clear love.

"Do you want to be in the headlines?" Uncle asked lightly.

Lu Shi's heart shuddered, and the news was really easy to make headlines.

"Forget it, who made me an idol." Lu Shi sighed heavily.

Uncle took a deep breath and comforted himself: Forget it, narcissism is not a serious illness.

It was already half past eleven when Qiaomu arrived at the airport in city B, and it was almost one in the morning by the time he took a taxi to the hotel. Qiao Mu took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Xu Youyou and Lu Shi respectively. After waiting for a while, there was no reply, so he guessed that they were both asleep. Qiao Mu took his clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he was done washing, he unexpectedly received a reply from Xu Youyou on his mobile phone.

YOYO: [Come on, I continue to sleep. 】

Is this awakened by myself?

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This night Qiao Mu slept soundly, without the anxiety or tension he had been worried about before, and woke up refreshed, not even the tiredness that he slept in the early morning. It's just that he got up a little late, and it was almost ten o'clock when he packed up and went out. Fortunately, today is only the time for players to sign in and exchange cards, and there is no competition, so it doesn't matter if they are later.

Qiao Mu bought a pancake and fruit on the side of the road, and walked to the subway while checking the news on his mobile phone. The bottom one is from Lu Shi, mainly expressing his dissatisfaction: [You don't even look at what time it is when you send the message, even the owl is asleep. 】

Qiao Mu smiled, ignored him, and continued to read the news below. The hotel where Qiao Mu is located is only five kilometers away from the competition venue. With three subway stops, plus the time to walk back and forth, it takes about fifteen minutes from the hotel to the venue.

Standing outside the venue, looking up at the high steps ahead, Qiao Mu's whole body suddenly tense, no matter how much mental preparation he had done before, he was still not as he imagined calm.

"Ding!"

The mobile phone he held in his hand rang in time.

YOYO: [Come on. ] is a WeChat message sent to him by Xu Youyou.

Yes, no refunds, this is just the beginning.

Qiao Mu took a deep breath and stepped up the steps. After taking the first step, the tension began to subside slowly. He was 183 tall and his long legs became more and more brisk. After a few steps, he walked to the door of the venue. Turning around and looking down, Qiao Mu suddenly felt relaxed, took a picture of the gate of the clubhouse and sent it to Xu Youyou.

After posting, Qiao Mu remembered something: [By the way, shouldn’t this point be in class? 】

The opposite side replied in seconds: [I know that in class, what are you talking about! ! 】

As if to verify Qiaomu's conjecture, Xu Youyou's WeChat followed up with a message: [Concentrate on the game, don't harass the classmates. 】

Really caught? Imagining the scene in the classroom at this time, Qiao Mu was both amused and helpless. Although Hongluo No. 7 Middle School does not prohibit students from bringing mobile phones to school, it is strictly forbidden for students to play with mobile phones in class. Once found, the mobile phone will be confiscated, and parents must come to pick it up in person. Because of this, very few students play mobile phones in class. Fortunately, Aunt Ji hurts Youyou, so she shouldn't blame her.

Qiao Mu followed the sign and walked to the registration place. He came a little late, there was already a long queue in front of him, Qiao Mu was not in a hurry, he stood at the end of the queue calmly, and took out the documents from his backpack while queuing.

But Qiao Mu's appearance is really outstanding, plus he is tall, no matter who glances at the team, he must be the first to see.

"Which dojo is that?"

"He seems to have signed in by himself. Could it be a dojo?"

"Impossible, he looks about the same age as us. He must have come out of the dojo to participate in the fixed stage competition at this age."

"So handsome, if it came from the dojo, it's impossible not to know."

"He's even more handsome than Li Xiuran."

Several boys and girls in the team next door were quietly discussing. Because of the dispute, the voice became louder and louder. If Qiao Mu felt something, he turned to look over. With this glance, the girls who had been discussing hotly just now all blushed and bowed their heads shyly and timidly. When Qiao Mu has opened his eyes, one by one excitedly stamped his feet in place.

Ah ah ah, the front is more handsome.

"What are you doing?" This team is basically all students from the dojo. There are ten recommended places in one dojo. This team integrates four or five students from the dojo. Several teachers leading the team were talking next to each other when they heard the movement and came over to ask questions.

"Teacher, which dojo is that classmate from?" a bold female classmate asked.

Several teachers turned to look over.

"Arbor?" An uncertain voice called out.

"Mr. Wang, is that your student?" It was Mr. Wang from Hongluo Field who spoke.

The students of the Red Spiral Dojo were also in the queue, and someone immediately asked: "Is that from your dojo? Why haven't you seen it before?"

"I don't know, it's not from our dojo." The student who was asked replied.

Only a tall and thin boy suddenly changed his face when he heard Qiao Mu: "Impossible."

"Liu Wenbin, do you know me?"

Liu Wenbin's face darkened, he lowered his head and did not speak.

Mr. Wang passed through the middle of the team and walked to Qiaomu: "Qiaomu?"

"Mr. Wang?" Qiao Mu was not surprised to see Mr. Wang. This is a fixed stage competition. Every year, Mr. Wang brings students to participate.

"I heard Xiuran say that you will participate in this year's fixed stage competition, but I still don't believe it, but I didn't expect you to come." Teacher Wang's tone was full of joy, "You have this year. ,dramatic change."

The decadent and gloomy little fat man turned into a beautiful young man in a blink of an eye.

"I figured out something." Qiao Mu smiled.

"Okay, just figure it out." Teacher Wang nodded excitedly, "Are you still going to the amateur competition? If you want to come back, tell me directly, the door of the Red Spiral Field. Always open for you."

"Teacher, thank you for your concern, but this time, I want to do it myself." Win or lose, only for yourself.

Mr. Wang is one of the few people who can understand Qiaomu. Qiaomu practiced chess in Hongluo Daochang at a young age, but Qiaomu's mother was still dissatisfied. He persuaded him, but it was useless, he could only watch Qiao Mu practice chess day after day under the pressure of his mother. That kind of pressure was too heavy for a child, so he was very sorry for Qiao Mu's accident, but it was not unexpected.

"Okay, if you can come back." As long as you come back, it doesn't matter if you left the Red Spiral Dojo or not.

Half an hour later, Qiao Mu received the admission card and a schedule from the competition committee. Looking at the names on the schedule, Qiao Mu knew that his journey was officially started. .

And just as he finished signing in, a man was standing upstairs watching him.

"Uncle Qi, do you know that person?" Aileshan looked at the boy below curiously. Since just now, Uncle Qi has been staring at others. Although the boy is really good-looking, but everyone is male, is it necessary to watch for so long?

"His name is Qiaomu, no surprise, he will be your biggest opponent in the fixed stage competition." Qi Fang said.

Aileshan's pair of cat pupils instantly widened: "He's very powerful? But I won't lose. I promised Mr. Qiao that he would pass the fixed stage with first place."

"If you lose to him, Mr. Qiao won't be angry." Qi Fang said meaningfully.

"Mr. Qiao also knows him?" Aileshan asked.

"He's Teacher Joe's son."

Aileshan's eyes brightened a little: "Then I can't lose."