Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

There are still many competitions in the afternoon. In order to call on students who are preparing for the test to actively participate, the school ordered all the third grade classes to participate in the competition. But even so, it was not easy to find a project that all the boys in the class could not substitute in a period of time.

Song Ye believes that this phenomenon of all staff being unavailable is not accidental.

From drinking water in the morning to now, she could feel that her spirit was declining a little bit, but other than that, there was no other reaction at all. This abnormality made her feel that the medicine in the glass of water was unusual. The milder it was, the more deadly it was. She understood this truth.

When I heard that Song Ye and Xu Zihang appeared in the football game again, the girls were all excited. They even made a banner at noon and formulated a cheering slogan. The scene is quite spectacular.

In the stands, Qu Bai looked at the scorching sun above his head and the slightly hot wind blowing. He lowered his eyes to see Song Ye running into the arena wrapped in an overly wide football uniform. He couldn't help but sigh, "Young people are full of energy."

Zhao Zhen, who was sitting beside him, was slightly dissatisfied, "I heard that Xiaoye had already participated in the basketball game in the morning, so why did she let her play football in the afternoon? The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and it's hard to bear it." I didn't come here because of something, but when I arrived in the afternoon, I heard that Song Ye was participating in a series of physical competitions, and they were all participating with boys, and I couldn't help but worry.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao really underestimates your Song Ye. I don't think Xu Zihang can compare to him." Of course, Qu Bai, who always thought Song Ye was a boy, was somewhat disapproving of Zhao Zhen's attitude of protecting the calf. .

Zhao Zhen couldn't explain it, so he could only smile stiffly and stop talking.

And since the basketball game in the morning, Leng Yuexin has been in a very happy mood, and now she doesn't care when she hears Qu Bai complimenting Song Ye. Her eyes stared at Song Ye, and the corners of her mouth drew a deep arc.

The weather is hot, and she wished Song Ye would sweat more.

At this time, cheers were heard one after another off the field. On the wide playground, the teenagers ran with all their strength, chasing a ball and sweating profusely.

The strong and strong combination has always been in the leading position, relying on speed and tacit understanding to frequently intercept the ball and shoot the ball. Surprisingly, the seemingly thin Song Ye is not only good at basketball, but even football is one to ten, which is impressive.

When everyone cheered and cheered for Song Ye, as time passed, Song Ye gradually noticed the strangeness of his body.

Before, she still felt weak and weak, but after sweating, her strength gradually recovered. However, she felt that her spirit was getting more and more excited, her body was getting hotter and hotter, her arms in contact with the sun were extremely hot, and her body was sweating many times more than usual.

This kind of drug reaction is a bit like a stimulant, a psychedelic drug, and it feels very strange, and Song Ye has never been exposed to it.

Finally, after a cross-footed shot, Song Ye fell heavily to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Song Ye!" Xu Zihang roared as she watched her fall, and sprinted forward, picking her up.

The sudden coma caused an uproar on the sidelines and in the stands, Qu Bai stood up with a swipe, and subconsciously raised his feet to chase after him.

"Oops, my feet." At this time, Leng Yuexin, who was beside her, suddenly exclaimed, and threw herself on Qu Bai. The latter had no choice but to catch her and take a closer look. It turned out that her feet were stabbed by the high heels. He frowned and saw that Song Ye had been sent off the field out of the corner of his eyes. He was very worried, "Can you go by yourself?"

"No, my feet hurt badly." Leng Yuexin held on to Qu Bai's arm, her face showing pain.

Qu Bai was so entangled that he had to help him slowly to the infirmary. Song Ye, who had fainted a second ago, was sent to the infirmary and was identified as temporarily dehydrated and needed a good rest.

In the white infirmary, there was a simple white cloth across the simple hospital bed. The wind from outside the window blew in and stirred the white cloth, and a thin figure on the hospital bed inside could be vaguely seen.

With a creak, in the silence, the door of the infirmary was quietly opened, and a petite figure sneaked in, and secretly lifted the white cloth. Seeing that Song Ye on the bed did not show any signs of waking up, Song Meimei swiped her hand away. Curtains cover up.

"Haha, Song Ye, aren't you very capable? In the end, it didn't fall into my hands." Staring at that delicate and fair face, Song Meimei's face was no longer simply wronged, replaced by a hideous one. With a smile, full of malice, "Your face is annoying when you are young. Now that your wings are hard, you still want to escape the Song family and fly to the branches to become a phoenix. Haha, a wild species is also worthy of daydreaming. , tell you, you can't go to Shi Yigao, and you can't marry a wealthy family. As long as you ruin your face, you'll have nothing. "

Twisted jealousy overwhelmed her reason, Song Meimei raised the kettle in her hand, the scalding temperature exuded the slightest steam on the hot day, this was the boiling water that had just been boiled.

As long as this is drenched on top, this face that makes people mad with jealousy will no longer exist.

"Song Ye, you won't be able to escape my palm for the rest of your life." Song Meimei murmured, her hand was ruthless, and the hot pot was about to pour down on the unconscious person.

At this time, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, those sharp eyes startled Song Meimei, and then the kettle in his hand was kicked and smashed against the wall, making a loud noise.

Song Meimei watched in horror as Song Ye's eyes were full of blood, and pressed closer step by step, "Don't come here, what do you want to do, don't!"

Realizing that something went wrong, Song Meimei turned around and rushed towards the door, only to find that the door was locked by herself just now. Just as she was scrambling to unlock the lock, her shoulder was grabbed by a hand, and the force was so strong that it threw her out.

With a bang, Song Meimei's petite body slammed into the bedside.

"Ah!" She screamed in pain. Before she slipped to the ground, Song Ye's figure had already jumped in front of her. Before she could react, she was already imprisoned on the bed, and her neck was restrained by a hot hand. It took her breath away almost at once.

Song Ye rode on her body, and the originally fair and cold face was quickly covered with red-halo, "Say, where's the antidote?"

Song Ye could feel that he was losing his mind. Although he knew that Song Meimei might not be the murderer, he couldn't contain the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart.

She miscalculated, this potion is not a simple stimulant, but an advanced potion that will change over time, and now, she is out of control.