"Junior, junior, if you have something to say, please say it."
Fingel swallowed hard and did not dare to remove the sword on his neck.
I feel like crying, but Schneider from nmmp said that this airport pick-up task was easy and simple, with many grade points, and I am almost dead now.
"Senior, how long will it take for your room to be tidied up?" Li Longyuan smiled in the darkness, showing his neat white teeth.
If he hadn't put the Tai'a sword across Fingel's neck at this moment, anyone who heard this tone would sound like a harmless boy.
"About, an hour!"
Fingel said tentatively.
The golden eyes of the cold boy behind him lit up instantly, burning in loneliness and silence.
"Three minutes, just three minutes!"
Fingel immediately straightened his back and almost shouted these words.
"Senior brother, please save his life first."
Li Longyuan was the first to withdraw his sword, and Chu Zihang also sheathed his sword. The two stood side by side in the alleyway, as still as sculptures for a moment.
"180,179,178..."
The handsome boy started counting, and Fingel, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately rushed upstairs to start cleaning the dormitory, with a bitter expression of grievance on his face. This is not a boy giving money, it is simply two giant Buddhas.
ah!
"3,2,1,0."
After counting 180 seconds and seeing no response from the people upstairs, Li Longyuan and the others walked up directly.
"Junior Li, the cleaning is done!"
Fingel rushed out, leaning against the wall with his tall body, bent over, pressing his hands on his knees and breathing heavily. He was like a golden retriever that spits out its big tongue to cool down on a hot day.
"Thank you, senior." Li Longyuan nodded and walked in.
There is no other word to describe the scene in front of me other than clean, because apart from the dormitory, apartment, bed and some basic daily necessities, there is nothing else to be found. I don’t know what corner Fingel stuffed into.
But the smell of smelly socks mixed with the air freshener that still lingered in the dormitory was so weird that even Chu Zihang couldn't help but frown slightly when he came in.
Li Longyuan looked back, his golden eyes lit up, and he kept reciting the ancient Aolong text in his mouth. The invisible ripples of the spirit of words and precepts enveloped this place spread out, and then were forcibly broken through. The field here was weaker than that of the Orthodox Sect's Holy Palace, and he
Nor was it the same day Wu went down to Amen.
"Junior, please spare your life. I will definitely repay you for not killing you today." Fingel, who poked his head out of the door and was observing the situation, wailed.
What kind of peerless fierce man is this? He can even ignore the suppression of the vice-principal's speech spirit and discipline field.
Also, is it wrong that pigs like to wallow in mud?
A small wind flow appeared in the palm of Li Longyuan's hand, the Eyes of the Word Spirit·Wind King came, and the thick curtains started to fly, and the unpleasant smell finally drifted out with the wind.
"Fingel, everyone has their own freedom in the dormitory, but you'd better not exceed other people's tolerance limits." Li Longyuan clapped his hands and stared at him and said seriously.
Good guy, now I don’t even call you senior anymore, I call you by your first name.
But who is Fingel? Even if you don't give him a pole, he can still climb to you along other poles.
"Okay, Mr. Li."
He clearly remembered that Zhao Xi shouted like this. The handsome boy didn't show it on his face, but he was quite happy with it in his heart.
"Um!"
Li Longyuan nodded with satisfaction. Children can be taught.
"Senior Brother Chu!"
Fingel nodded again and bowed to the cold boy holding a slender Japanese sword.
"Just call me Chu Zihang, I'm Chinese too." The cold-faced boy finally spoke out.
Fingel curled his lips inwardly. Why is it that your reticence and your tendency to draw swords when you disagree are so similar to those of the Japanese?
"Hai!"
Fingel bowed again, but did not change his tone for a moment.
Chu Zihang glanced at him and ignored him, and went straight to his bed and lay down.
"Senior Fingel, senior brother, go to bed early."
Li Longyuan said hello and quickly went to bed. He went to bed early and got up early to maintain his health.
The lights in the dormitory were turned off, and Fingel was the only one standing there, crying without tears.
"Minister Schneider, I want to go home!"
A night of silence.
As the morning sunlight filtered in, Fingel turned over, rubbed his hazy eyes and stretched.
"Hey, where are the people?"
He stood up and looked at the two apartment beds next to him. The sky blue quilts had been folded into neat tofu blocks. Li Longyuan and Chu Zihang didn't know where they were.
"Tsk, tsk, these two juniors still don't understand the benefits of staying in bed. They must learn to enjoy a better life." Fingel sighed with his mouth shut, fell down and continued to sleep soundly.
"Dingle bell, dingle bell~"
The cheerful ringtone of an incoming call came from the black Nokia next to the pillow. It was so noisy that Fingel immediately grabbed the old-fashioned mobile phone, which was fully charged and could last for a month, and put it to his ear.
"Moses Moses (もしもし, hello)?" the sloppy young man said with an impatient tone, still using the voice pack from last night.
Who calls him so early in the morning when nothing is wrong? It disturbs people’s sweet dreams.
"Fingel, you went out and became a Japanese? Speak in human language." The man said in a serious tone, as if he was trying his best to restrain his current angry emotions.
The young man immediately felt excited all over and did a carp thrust on the bed. He did not flutter, so he had to lie down and continue to reply.
"Minister Schneider, the person has been received and the task has been successfully completed," Fingel reported happily.
"Am I asking you to simply pick up someone? Idiot! I am asking you to observe the personalities and preferences of these three students."
The man's roar came from the other end of the phone, making Fingel feel dizzy.
For him, even wasting a minute or a second on Fingel, a useless dog, was a sin and irresponsible for the cause of dragon slaying.
Fingel certainly understood the minister's mood at this moment, and immediately organized his words as quickly as possible in his life.
"The leader, the orthodox young master Li Longyuan, seems to be quite cheerful and easy-going, and occasionally a bit arrogant. Chu Zihang has a cold personality and is taciturn. Zhao Xi, well, likes to eat, but she is a bit silly. I suspect there is something wrong with her brain." Fingel concluded.
He also used a low-pitched voice close to the microphone above Nokia and made a small report.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What about aggression, does it exist?"
The man's voice softened a little. Although these character descriptions are general, some useful data can still be analyzed.
It exists, it does exist. Yesterday they almost hacked me to death without raising their swords.
Fingel's eyes widened and he wanted to blurt out.
"No, these two juniors are both good people. Even if I fart in the dormitory, they will just smile and fan me, and considerately tell the seniors to eat less soybean stewed pig's trotters." Just kidding, all fools know that the minister is like this
This sentence is to doubt the instability of the dragon blood in their bodies.
I finally had two roommates, but I couldn't sell them out so easily.
He Fingel always considered himself to be a man who made small mistakes but never made big ones.
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Li Longyuan and Chu Zihang trotted side by side on the cobblestone path, surrounded by large green lawns and traditional European-style buildings. A flock of white doves in the church in the distance rose and fell in the mist, which was quiet and peaceful.
Most of the students passing by were wearing dark green suits with silver edging on their collars, gold buttons on their cuffs, and the World Tree school emblem painted in silver thread on their chests.
Most of the boys' bottoms are black trousers, while the girls wear light green pleated skirts. There are handsome men and beautiful women, like aristocratic elites who have stepped out of comics.
"Find a place to have some breakfast, or lunch."
Li Longyuan now moved his body slightly, and the cold boy beside him nodded.
The two walked into the cafeteria of Kassel College. It was not so much a cafeteria, but the interior decoration was closer to the standards of a Michelin restaurant.
The golden ceiling light shines on the curved ceiling with spreading black lines, which looks like a star curtain in the dome. Rows of white oak dining tables are neatly placed on the polished marble floor.
Students wearing exquisite school uniforms only need to sit at the table and press the small bell, and a waiter in white will be summoned.
"Let's have a piece of French baked scallops, a piece of pan-fried foie gras, and two glasses of Carmona red wine." Li Yongyuan took a casual look at the dazzling menu and said to the waiter next to him who was responsible for taking notes.
Mr. Li is not particular about food, but he has developed some taste over time.
"I don't know what senior brother likes to eat, so just order whatever you want." The handsome boy turned his head and smiled at the cold senior brother beside him.
"What situation are we in now? Apart from a student magnetic card ticket for taking the train, we don't even have school uniforms."
Soon, the waiters in white came forward politely, holding the dinner plates, and carefully placed the silver knives and forks and the folded cloths.
The boy took a mouthful of foie gras and a mouthful of red wine. While he was eating happily, he also complained about the college's dirty tricks, which made the two of them reluctant to fly thousands of miles and ignore them. There was a hint of regret in his tone.
"I don't know, just wait and see what happens."
Opening the semi-circular plate cover, the golden-brown scallops are covered with delicious gravy and the aroma is overflowing. But in the eyes of the cold noodle brother, hehe, it's just food.
A sudden buzzer sounded from the loudspeaker placed in the corner of the black ceiling, and the alarm sound was rapid and sharp.
"Brother, changes have come."
Li Yongyuan put the last bit of foie gras into his mouth and said with interest.
The two of them sat still. The elite students who had just been sitting in the restaurant eating elegantly filed out from beside them in an instant, holding various cold weapons hidden under the long desk in their hands. Most of them were slender.
The sharp arc of sabers indicates that they have been sharpened and are extremely dangerous.
The girls even lifted up their pleated skirts and took out Colt revolvers or PPK pistols tied to their smooth thighs.
That's right, it's the kind of compact automatic pistol commonly used by James Bond in the "007" series of movies.
"cool!"
Li Longyuan found that he liked this college more and more. He could release his nature to a great extent here. The most important thing was that this was not a country, so he didn't have to worry about so many rules.
If it had been the last time he was speeding while riding a motorcycle abroad, Li Yongyuan would have ensured that the foreign police would not even be able to see the tail flames of his Ecosse ES1 Spirit.
"Senior brother, have you taken Murasame with you?"
The handsome man looked at the facially paralyzed senior brother across from him with burning eyes, looking eager to try, as if he was expecting him to assemble the demon sword made of jade steel from somewhere.
"No." Chu Zihang replied coldly. Who came out for a morning run to bring weapons?
"Then there's nothing you can do, just attack with your bare hands!"
The handsome young man almost jumped up from the table to show his inner excitement at this moment. Before Chu Zihang could respond, he ran out alone and blended into the crowd. He didn't even understand what was going on. He was crazy.
The cold boy calmly finished eating the last baked scallop and stood up as well. The bright golden sunlight shone in slantingly, making people feel as if they were in a trance.
When he came back to his senses, Chu Zihang's figure had disappeared.