MTL - Fouls Prohibited-Chapter 6

In order to avoid unnecessary contact with Huo Tinglan, Ye Ci dared not get up late from that day on.

Huo Tinglan is in a high position but extremely self-disciplined. If he doesn't come home late, he would wake up almost as early as Ye Ci, a high school student.

After figuring out Huo Tinglan's daily routine, Ye Ci simply went to bed early and got up early to the end. He got up at dawn, hurriedly finished his breakfast and went to school. In the evening, the private high school got out of school early, so he took the initiative to go to the race track after two evening self-study classes, and ran a few more races when he felt good, and ate books in the lounge when he was not in good shape.

The amount of medical expenses owed to Chu Wenlin is huge, and he will not pay it for a year or two. He is not in a hurry, but having more cash in his hand can give him a bit of confidence in a situation full of uncertainties, so that he will not be in a hurry. People rub round and pinch flat. Although he could theoretically get an astronomical amount of assets from Huo Tinglan after entering into a marriage relationship with Huo Tinglan, Ye Ci never coveted things that did not belong to him.

Seeing that Ye Ci was away from home all day, and it was obvious that he was avoiding him, Huo Tinglan was not in a hurry. He just ordered the kitchen to re-customize the recipes, remove the extravagant and delicate dishes, and focus on nutritious and delicious home-cooked dishes. Uncle watched Ye Ci eat and go to and from school every day.

An eighteen-year-old little Omega, married to a strange and older Alpha, and has no family protection... Such a behavior is perfectly normal.

Just like a stray kitten who has suffered too much and has become withdrawn and guarded, he will wave his little paws to bluff when he sees people approaching, fierce and timid.

If he chases after Ye Ci at this time, he will only be regarded as a hooligan with bad intentions, and no matter how much he does, it will only have the opposite effect.

Therefore, no matter how urgent and eager he is, he must be patient and give Ye Ci enough space to let him adapt slowly.

However, some people think otherwise.

Ever since she learned that her son had quietly picked up a little Omega from Chu Wenlin who was a 100% match and placed him at home, Lin Yao threw away her usual dignity and elegance, calling three times a day and urgently calling Huo Tinglan took him to the old house to show her, and he persuaded him not to miss the opportunity, and told Huo Tinglan that "marriage is to make the Huo and Chu families strong and relieve the susceptible period syndrome". Quite dissatisfied, she wholeheartedly hoped that the two of them could make a fake show and make a real fire, and give birth to a young heir for the Huo family.

That night, Huo Tinglan was alone in the study, dealing with official business, while flipping through the documents, while listening to Lin Yao's gentle and gentle reading.

"...you are already thirty years old..."

"...The Huo family needs an orthodox heir. At your age, it's time to think about children..."

"...I heard that he is studying in Tiancheng, and his studies should be very good. I don't think it matters if he is the blood of the principal of the Chu family..."

"...Such a rare match, and you are married again, why should you try to date, I heard that you can't talk a few words all day long, so how do you know if you can't get along? I've seen the photos, and they look so attractive It hurts, you must not be celibate..."

Huo Tinglan just listened, with a smile on his lips, and a gentle "um" from time to time.

"At least, you have to bring me and your father to have a look, right? Even if the wedding is postponed, we still have to pick a time for the family banquet of Huo and Chu, otherwise it really can't be justified..."

"The family banquet can be arranged." Huo Tinglan rarely agreed, but the subject changed, "I'll talk about it after I've been busy for a while."

After getting married, the wedding is postponed, and the family banquet is not held, it is really unreasonable.

But Ye Ci has always resisted this kind of social occasion, and Huo Tinglan didn't intend to use these trivial matters to add trouble to Ye Ci before the relationship was broken.

It was hard to abduct him home...what if he ran away in fright?

"You..." Lin Yao got angry and read again.

After finally dealing with Lin Yao, it was half past nine, and Huo Tinglan rubbed his brows wearily.

I don't know when Ye Ci will be willing to get closer to him.

His next susceptibility period is coming soon, and in the past few days, he hasn't figured out how to make a request tactfully so as not to scare Ye Ci.

He was thinking about it when there was a knock on the study door.

"Please come in." Huo Tinglan raised his eyes.

"Sir," Uncle He pushed open the door, looking a little anxious, clasped the phone in one hand, and said in a low voice, "The police station called, saying that Ye Shao beat up a few people at the racing track, and now he is detained in the police station for questioning. See if you send someone to bring Ye Shao out..."

Huo Tinglan was startled, said "I'll go and see", got up, grabbed his coat and walked out quickly.

He knew that Ye Ci could fight. After all, Ye Ci's first differentiation result was an A-level Alpha. Before the second differentiation, his body had been developed according to the genetic blueprint of a high-level Alpha. His muscle control precision, explosive power and nerve reflex speed were all quite good. , otherwise it is impossible to succeed in the field of formula racing.

But Huo Tinglan only "knew" at the theoretical level.

In fact, he has never seen Ye Ci fight. First of all, violent behavior may lead to the suspension of athletes. Secondly, Ye Ci's cold and indifferent temperament in his previous life, as if he didn't care about anything, it is impossible to punch someone.

...It turned out that in less than half a month, he was able to beat someone into the game.

It turned out that eighteen-year-old Ye Ci was like this.

Huo Tinglan's heart beat twice violently out of season.

…

At half past seven, the school bell rang.

Tiancheng Private High School advocates a free and independent learning atmosphere. Evening self-study is not compulsory, and half of the students have already dispersed.

In the last row of the classroom, Ye Ci leaned on his forehead with one hand, turned his upper body slightly awkwardly, and used his arm to block the eyes of his deskmate from glancing at him.

The physics papers issued in the fourth class in the morning are said to be based on a solid foundation. His deskmate was in the middle of the class, but he filled out the papers during his lunch break, not to mention those top students, who might disdain them Do such a simple subject.

Ye Ci clutched his sweaty penholder and skipped another question.

The large blank area on the paper made his scalp tingle and tingle—if this was the college entrance examination, he would have failed it.

Before dropping out of school, Ye Ci studied in an ordinary high school. With a lame English on his back, he could still rank among the top grades. Physics used to be his best subject.

However, the teaching standards of the ordinary high school he attended and this private school are very different. He had been out of school for too long before, and there were too many vacancies in knowledge points. He didn’t know where to ask questions from teachers. The students in two or three classes don't have time to spend time with him on the problems. He can only read the books by himself in a fog, and the results are not good. As for English, which was lame before, it was beaten to the point that there was not even a scum left in the private school of the Second Foreign Language School per capita.

Ye Ci felt that he couldn't even catch up with the scumbags. He was just a handful of student sand, which would disperse when the wind blows.

"Hey, give me a break, I'll go out." The deskmate got up to go out, his tone neither salty nor weak.

Ye Ci transferred to another school for more than a month, and had almost no interaction with his classmates. The children who can study here are probably either rich or noble, and they know each other's minds. Knowing that there is no big family named Ye in City B, they don't take the initiative to socialize with Ye Ci—it's not that they look down on Ye Ci, but it's not necessary—and Ye Ci's temperament is withdrawn and aggressive. The few Alpha masters who showed him good faces with cheeks met a soft nail. The students knew that he was not easy to get along with, and even fewer people talked to him.

He even found a place to stay alone in gym class.

His forehead was hot and humid, maybe it was urgent, and his forehead was covered with red marks from his palms, but fortunately, it was covered by his hair. Ye Ci casually threw the pen into the table, folded the papers leisurely, picked up his schoolbag and walked out, as if he had no intention of writing questions at all, and spent time in evening self-study just to answer errands to his parents.

The more pitiful he is, the more he is afraid that people will pity him.

Unable to make papers, Ye Ci was in a state of anxiety, but it turned out that the leak in the house happened to be raining overnight, and he ran into a group of things on the racing track that made him even more anxious.

The last time, about half a month ago, he beat up a **** who tried to make him crash at the racing track. After all, if you hit someone, it will be treated as medical expenses. According to his previous experience of wandering the streets, this is called taking a step back, but he will not pester anyone who wants to save face.

The problem is that the trash fish is shameless.

After disappearing for half a month and recovering from his injuries, Miscellaneous Fish led a few small miscellaneous fishes in an attempt to find their way back. Ye Ci had an impression of his cheap yellow hair and recognized him immediately. Huang Mao was holding a steel pipe in his hand, and the vulgar yelling full of **** could be heard two streets away.

At that time, Ye Ci had just finished a lap with others, his body was hot, his sports jacket was open, revealing his blue and white school uniform shirt, which was clean and green.

The fast racing relieved his emotions a bit, and the pent-up lump in his chest was blown away by the strong wind that blew across his body during the high-speed gallop. Unfortunately, this good mood did not last long.

He straddled the heavy locomotive and quietly looked at the group of people rushing in the distance.

There are many people, but the dishes are visible to the naked eye.

Either a thin monkey like Huangmao or a fat man with a brawny body, dressed in suet condensed from beer and barbecue, which looks fancy but not useful.

Before anyone approached, Ye Ci took out the cigarette case and lighter.

He is not addicted to cigarettes, and even if a pack of cigarettes is wrinkled in the carton, he can't smoke a few cigarettes, but his posture is familiar. He tilted his head sideways, his thin eyelids drooped, he picked up the red-hot cigarette butt, took a sip, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes like porcelain paintings were hidden behind the smoke, only looking ruffian.

In a fight, the one with enough momentum wins half first.

"Just that little b-boy!" Huang Mao approached, spat thick phlegm on the track, pointed at Ye Ci, and the following obscenities were too dirty to listen to.

Ye Ci unhurriedly glanced sideways at the surveillance camera, smoked half a cigarette, stepped out of the car and rubbed out the cigarette butts, leaking a few sparks between his fingers.

He rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform, expressionless, and did not speak harshly, but simply said: "Come."

"I'm **** your mother..." Several people rushed up cursing, the leader shoved Ye Ci's shoulder, and smashed it with a steel pipe.

Ye Ci deliberately let him shove him heavily within the surveillance range, then stepped sideways to avoid it, clasped the man's wrist with five fingers, and twisted it cleverly. The man was in so much pain that the steel pipe fell to the ground. Ye Ci stomped on it, grabbed it with his backhand, and slammed it towards the man's knee!

The man staggered to the ground, biting a mouthful of blood.

It took only two or three seconds for a set of movements, and the others didn't recall it.

Ye Ci weighed the steel pipe, the weight and length were in his hands, then he nodded slightly to the blood-mouthed gangster, and said, "Thank you."

—Thanks to that person for his thoughtfulness, for coming to pick things up and preparing weapons for him.

He was not good at speaking, and he was also disgusted by the provocative way of messing with the opponent's account book, so he practiced the skill of expressing sarcasm with the fewest words.

"*Your mother **** up..." Huang Mao was stunned for a moment before he realized it, his face was so angry that his face was distorted, he waved his hand, and led a few gangsters to rush forward.

…

police station.

In the guard room, Ye Ci was sitting on the edge of the bed, with an English book rolled up in his left hand, quietly reciting words.

He is not a frequent visitor to the police station, but he is no stranger to it either, so he stays calmly and does what he should.

The group of gangsters who came to find trouble tonight copied the guy, their arrogance attracted attention, and someone called the police before the beating started. Ye Ci thought about beating up one by one, and then the police car arrived. After checking his documents, the police saw that he was still in high school, and said they would notify his family and school. Ye Ci really didn't want to meet Chu Wenlin, so he struggled to call Uncle He.

Not long after reporting the call, the door of the guard room was pushed open. Ye Ci thought it was Uncle He, and looked up unpreparedly, but was startled by Huo Tinglan's tall and straight figure at the door.

Huo Tinglan wore a jacket on his forearm, a suit vest and a black shirt wrapped around his well-defined chest muscles and a sharp waist. The collar of the shirt was open, his hair was not scratched, and there was an unfathomable look on his handsome face. The look looks a bit like smiling, but the corners of his lips are not curved.

He first inspected Ye Ci from head to toe, and saw that he was not injured, and even the school uniform was neat, so he said, "You can go home."

Ye Ci put away his English book, distanced himself from Huo Tinglan, and walked out of the hut slowly. Standing in the corridor were the auxiliary policemen and a shrewd man in a suit and leather shoes, who looked like a lawyer. Huo Tinglan nodded at him, and he and the auxiliary policeman in charge went downstairs first.

"Have you eaten tonight?" Huo Tinglan asked calmly.

"...No." Ye Ci paused, as if he was afraid of being cared about, he quickly added, "I'm not hungry."

"If you're not hungry, you can't stay on an empty stomach. Go back and eat a little." Huo Tinglan said softly.

Ye Ci was absent-minded and didn't answer the question. After a moment of silence, he clenched his hands and asked bravely, "How much did you pay for...the medical expenses? I'll pay you back."

According to Ye Ci's experience, if the fight can be released so quickly, it must be because of the mediation that the person lost money.

The money was nothing to Huo Tinglan, but he had to bear his own responsibilities.

"No need to pay." There was no one in the corridor, Huo Tinglan stopped and turned to look over.

Ye Ci's stature is only half a head shorter than him, considered tall among Omega, but his body is thin, hidden in the loose sportswear, making him look even smaller. Come steady and ruthless.

"Why, why...don't you have to pay?" Ye Ci asked.

"According to the monitoring and injury report, it is presumed that you are in self-defense." Huo Tinglan added, "It's the fact that they are more serious about fighting with weapons and picking quarrels and provoking trouble."

The charge of picking quarrels and provoking trouble is enough for that group of people to endure for a while.

Ye Ci didn't say a word anymore, but his tense shoulders suddenly relaxed.

"One hit to five." Huo Tinglan recalled the surveillance footage obtained from the racing track. Finally, the smile couldn't hold back, and spread to the corners of his lips. He controlled his tone and joked without looking frivolous, "You are good at it." .”

Ye Ci glanced at him quickly, then lowered his eyes again.

After all, it was a teenage boy, and the phrase "good skill" was very useful to him, but he quickly suppressed that smug and shy smile, and said "um" quite indifferently.

Huo Tinglan saw Ye Ci's flashing micro-expression clearly, and his mind moved.

This was an expression he would never have seen on Ye Ci's face in his last life. Ye Ci, who did not fluctuate much when he won the championship trophy of formula racing, would actually be so small because of the sentence "good skill" at the age of eighteen. jumped up.

So boyish and so cute.

Alpha's evil taste faintly emerged in his bones, scratching back and forth at the tip of his heart, making Huo Tinglan crisp and itchy, but he resisted it, suppressed the evil fire, couldn't help teasing Ye Ci, and only said softly: "Let's go."

The author has something to say:

Smoking is harmful to health, please do not imitate, the smoker in this article is an adult

(Recently I heard that when there is a smoking scene, I need to add a statement in the speech, I will save my life

【small theater】

Ci Zai: Pretend to be b.

Lao Huo: Standing applause! !

Cubs: (*///_///*)

(Super happy but pretending it doesn't matter