After entering the storage room and closing the door as instructed by the teacher, I thought she would start rummaging through the equipment and instructing me on what I needed to move. However, she did not do that. Instead, she stared at me and started

Ask questions.

While looking me up and down in confusion, she asked: "What is your approximate level of swordsmanship in the class? You should be in the top three, right?"

"At the end..." I felt a little embarrassed when I said this, after all, this matter was not glorious.

"Huh? So weak? No way?" she exclaimed bluntly.

After seeing the embarrassed expression on my face, she grinned and continued to ask: "What about your magic level? If you are not good at swordsmanship, you must be at least an intermediate magician in magic, right?"

"Well...I just became a junior magician a few days ago..."

For some popular science, as long as you have learned any kind of intermediate magic, you can be called a junior magician. To reach the level of an intermediate magician, you need to learn advanced magic, and so on.

In addition, starting from the intermediate magician, you can take an assessment to obtain relevant proof of strength, just like taking the English CET-4 or CET-6 in college.

After hearing my answer, she showed an expression of disbelief. She looked at me blankly for a few seconds before she reacted, and then she started to... scold me in a very disdainful tone?

"Tsk, tsk, I don't understand! Why would that guy Jack like a loser like you? He's not good at swordsmanship or magic, and he's still a civilian. Why should I take special care of a scum like you with no future?

…”

After complaining for a few minutes, she sighed and continued to ask: "Hey! Do you know why Jack cares about you so much?"

After listening to her extremely vulgar words, I realized that the attitude of this female teacher had completely changed since entering the locker room. From the previous kindness and gentleness to the current arrogant and venomous one, it was simply

It’s just a sudden change in style!

I was indeed angry, after all, I was scolded, but at this moment, I was more surprised! I even wondered if my opening method was wrong!

I was stunned for a few seconds before I replied in a hesitant manner: "This...maybe it's because my father knows Instructor Reinhardt?"

"Tch! There are so many people who know Jack. There are several students in your class whose fathers are Jack's subordinates. Why do you, an ordinary civilian, let him take care of you like that? Tell me the truth!"

I was at my wits end and didn't want to obey anymore, so I spread my hands helplessly and asked her in a slightly frivolous tone, "You ask me, who should I ask? Otherwise, you can ask the instructor himself.

?Maybe he can give you the answer?"

"Stupid! If he is willing to say it, do I still need to ask you? Get out of here!"

I was in a mess again, and she actually didn't notice the change in my attitude at all, and even asked me to leave arrogantly...

After calming down, I said to her sternly: "Teacher! Don't you have to prepare the equipment for class when you come here?"

"Huh? Haven't you seen it yet? How stupid are you? That's just an excuse! Get out of here!"

I don’t even know what expression I should use to express my confused mood at the moment. If she were a male, I probably wouldn’t be able to control my Qilin Arm and give her a friendly punch. However, contrary to expectations, she is a female.

He is still my teacher, and I am a gentleman who will not be rude to ladies easily...

I returned to my seat with an expressionless face. I really wasn't in the mood to deal with Kester now. There were still a lot of question marks about black people in my mind.

I was asked for help inexplicably, I was scolded inexplicably, and now I'm back inexplicably. What is this?

baffling!

"Brother Michu! Why are you back? What happened?" Ivan immediately asked with concern.

"I don't know how to explain..."

"Um, what about Kester?" Ivan changed the subject wisely.

"Ignore him for now, I'm not in the mood. Hey! Stop asking me about my affairs and tell me about your stay here."

"All right……"

After organizing his language, Ivan said slowly: "The school dormitory is for four people to a room. I happened to be assigned to live with the boys in the second class. They all come from military officer families. They know that I am

After becoming an ordinary civilian, their attitude towards me is not very good, and it should improve in the future."

Realizing that the momentum was wrong, I immediately asked: "You're not being bullied, are you?"

Hearing the sound, Ivan was startled, and then Ivan said sarcastically: "Brother Michu! You are worrying too much! How could they bully me?"

"Really?" Seeing his strange reaction, I couldn't help but ask.

"Really not! We just haven't established a good relationship yet! Brother Mi Xiu, you don't have to worry about me, I will handle it myself! If I can't handle my own affairs well and make you worry in turn, then

So incompetent..."

I sighed softly, touched this silly boy who suddenly fell into depression, and said with a smile: "Well, there is no best, if there is any, just tell me! I will make those people regret it! Don't think that

"Civilians" are easy to bully! I don't even care who is covering you! Right?"

"Um……"

Ivan went back to reading, and I started thinking about Kester again, but the female teacher still didn't come out of the storage room.

In this calm state, I recalled all the words and deeds of Kester, and I suddenly realized that he was clearly expressing that there were very important reasons why he couldn't be friends with me!

If you think about it carefully, Kester does not show the arrogance of a nobleman at all. It is really not too obvious when compared with Ren's performance!

Then he didn't say anything about civilians being humble, but he kept emphasizing that I was a civilian so I couldn't do that, and he also said it was for my own good...

Thinking in reverse this way, that is to say, if he became friends with me, what would I suffer because of my civilian status and what price would I pay, and of course the price would be quite high, otherwise he would also

Don't reject me.

so……

I still don’t understand why he rejected me!

What is the reason why two people who want to be friends cannot do so?

Wait a minute! This section looks very familiar!

Why can’t two people who love each other in TV dramas be together...

Of course this is because my family disagrees!

Of course there is no problem in my family, so Kester’s family doesn’t allow him to make friends with civilians!!!

Finally! I finally found the reason!

After the excitement wore off, I discovered that there seemed to be only one solution to this problem - I told Kester my true identity.

Although it's not impossible to do that, I don't want to make friends with Kester through my noble status, but I want him to recognize me as a friend from a civilian standpoint!

Otherwise, I would be avoiding this problem, and Kester would remain indifferent. That is not what I want to see!

So, how to solve this problem?

"well……"

Sighing deeply, I lay down on the table like a salted fish. How could I be so sad?

"Brother Michu? What's bothering you? Why don't you tell me? Maybe I can help you find a solution?" Ivan said after realizing that I was in a troubled state.

"You're so bloated! How can a stupid brain like yours solve such a century-old problem? It's as if you know Kester's past!"

"Huh? Brother Michu, you want to know the past of classmate Kester?" Ivan didn't care at all about what I said about looking down on him.

"Yes, otherwise I have no idea why he rejected me."

Tilting his head, Ivan said doubtfully: "Wouldn't it be better to have someone investigate it?"

investigation?

Ehehe?! Why didn’t I think of this? I was so stupid that I really thought of myself as a civilian who could only “rely on myself”...

By the way, I didn’t expect that Ivan would really help...

I apologized to him in my heart!

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Thank you for all your continued support!

Although I hate to say this, I probably won’t even be able to put it on the shelves.

I hope this is an anti-flag.

Don’t get me wrong, this is about insisting on constant updates, not about being a eunuch. As long as the author has not traveled through time, this book will definitely be written to the end... right?

Try your best, after all, it’s better not to talk too much.

You definitely want to complain: This one-update beast has so many things going on!
Chapter completed!