The old cowboy picked up the glass and took a sip of whiskey on the rocks, complaining in a low voice. He didn't ask any more questions about the reason.
"looking for me?"
The old man retracted his body into the lazy sofa, feeling comfortable and comfortable.
"I would like to invite you to serve as a judge for the 37th Windsurfing Competition of the college and attend the judging activities."
Schneider said.
"Isn't this customary?"
The old cowboy muttered. With such a gathering of celebrities, he could watch the activities of hot bikini beauties up close, and he never missed it every year.
"What big move are you going to make?"
The next second, the old cowboy's unshaven face suddenly became serious, and he looked at Schneider, his eyes as deep as the stars in the dark night.
"we plan to……"
The man leaned slightly closer to Flamel and reported in a low voice.
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"3E exam?"
The boy crossed his legs and sat up straight, as if he had heard of this kind of exam for the first time.
"Well, the full English name is ExtractionEvaluationExam, which means bloodline evaluation examination. It is used to test the student's dragon bloodline and observe whether it can resonate with the dragon culture, thereby producing the phenomenon of spiritual vision."
"Oh, it's Qiming~"
Li Longyuan slapped his thigh and suddenly realized.
"Qi...Qiming?"
This time it was Fingel's turn to ask in confusion.
"Our orthodox organization organizes a dragon literature test for children over ten years old every year to stimulate the dragon blood in their bodies, which is called enlightenment."
"Ten years old?"
Fingel's mouth was almost open in an "O" shape. A hybrid that could activate spiritual vision and speech spirit so early would generally have a very high bloodline rating, at least at the "B" level.
"Then junior fellow student, you don't have to worry about this kind of exam at all. Your speech spirit has already awakened anyway."
After a while, Fingel reluctantly swallowed and said dryly. After all, it was the first time they met, and this guy's high-risk word spirit, Storm Horn, could forcibly break through the vice principal's word spirit field.
"Um."
The freshness of Li Yongyuan's appearance soon passed, and he lay down again with one hand on the pillow and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
During his trip to Japan, he met two nice guys, Ruri Kazama and Minamoto Chisheng.
It's a pity that the competition between everyone is only superficial.
It’s boring~ life!
Mr. Li just rocked the old man's chair happily and fell into a deep sleep.
Upon seeing this, Fingel stopped disturbing him, turned around, and slipped back to his seat to continue playing games.
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The sun was shining brightly and the sky was blue. Mr. Li, who had returned to campus life, was dressed in a blue shirt, lined with billowing cloud patterns embroidered with brocade threads. He was holding a sandalwood folding fan and walking on the cobblestone path.
He was used to wearing Hanfu in the orthodox world, but now that he is in a foreign country, he is even more free and carefree.
On the other hand, the students walking around looked at this well-dressed young man who looked like a handsome young man in ancient times, and their eyes were amazed from time to time.
Although wearing a robe that does not belong to this era, you can still wear the style of the ancients. This completely requires personal temperament to set off.
Obviously, the boy can master this style.
Li Yongyuan shook his folding fan beat by beat, looking thoughtful.
For him now, acquiring a sufficient depth of Western knowledge in the academy is his primary goal.
After all, he has read the ancient collection of orthodox books for many years. It can be said that he has learned from the past and the present. The next step should be to integrate Chinese and Western.
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The spacious Norton Hall was filled with densely packed Lionheart Club members. No one among them spoke to each other, and all looked solemn.
President Anwar is already a senior and is about to become a formal commissioner of the Executive Department. At that time, he will go to perform tasks around the world, gathering less and staying apart.
So now they have to elect a new president, so that they can lead them to compete with the student union led by the noble son from the Gattuso family.
Originally, this candidate was very clear, and it was sophomore Brad Williams. As the vice president of the Lionheart Club, he has always been Anwar's right-hand man.
But the voices of Lancelot and Chu Zihang who appeared in the freshman group became louder and louder, and he became a marginal number three figure.
Even in Fingel's private betting on the Night Watch Forum, the odds of betting on him being elected president of the Lionheart Club were as high as 9 to 1.
Originally, Chu Zihang's odds were similar to his, but when the person with the ID "Dick Pusho" bet $30,000 on Chu Zihang's victory in this contest, the direction of the wind completely changed.
How can a person who has the favor of the student council president be a simple character?
What's more, a blurry video of a fierce fight between Chu Zihang and Anwar was released, and people who were wavering followed suit one after another.
In the end, the person with the ID "Feng Jun" bet up to the upper limit of 100,000 US dollars, which sealed the handicap. More and more people were curious about the Lion Heart Club's succession ceremony.
When that green shirt appears in the sight of the gentleman in the black suit and the girl in the white lace skirt, whether they know him or not, they will subconsciously make way for him.
As an honorary member of the Lionheart Club, Li Yongyuan can certainly come and watch, and even has a voting right that only a few senior leaders have.
"Who is this guy? Why is everyone reacting so loudly?"
A new student who had just entered the school looked at the handsome young man in green shirt walking farther and farther away, and asked the old members beside him with some curiosity. The person who broke the scene as soon as he entered was obviously not a simple character.
The old student next to him had a complicated expression on his face and just replied in a low voice.
"If he's going to run in this election, he won't even have to open a betting line this time."
After saying that, he ignored the surprised expression of the new student and leaned forward with the wine glass in his hand.
"Everyone, I am very happy to meet you at the best time in my life."
When Anwar saw Li Yongyuan appear, he couldn't help but smile. Then he stood up from the sofa, looked at the crowd gathering in front of him, and said loudly.
"You are all the most elite of the mixed race, the top of the food chain, the lions on the grassland."
The man's rough and powerful voice continued to resound throughout the venue, and everyone held their breath as they listened to the old president's last words of resignation.
"But the lions cannot live without a ruler for a day. They need to be led by a king to organize efficient and powerful hunting activities."
"We, the Lion Heart Club, also need a smart, capable, brave and fearless leader to lead everyone to inherit and carry forward the spirit and honor of the Lion Heart Club and fight against all enemies and difficulties."
The Middle Eastern man, who was as tall as a bear, had an ups and downs voice and an impassioned tone. He soon received a lot of applause.
"As an old president, I personally recommend Chu Zihang, a new member of the club, to become the new president of the Lion Heart Club."
After another introduction about the history of the Lion Heart Club, Anwar finally got to the topic of the meeting. After hearing the president's personal identification, some people with ulterior motives suddenly stopped thinking.
"But I know that some of you are dissatisfied with Chu Zihang, and some of you don't believe in my vision."
The Middle Eastern man suddenly stretched out a hand and pointed at everyone. Anyone who looked into his serious eyes would involuntarily look away.
"So, after asking for Chu Zihang's opinions, I decided to give you a chance."
Anwar's voice was deep and powerful, and the students in the venue began to commotion.
Generally speaking, the president of the Lionheart Club is appointed after being recommended by the previous president. By saying this, Anwar undoubtedly gave up this right and switched to fair competition.
At some point, a young man with short black hair was standing next to Anwar, holding a long black sheath knife, as cold as an iceberg.
The blond young man, wearing a white shirt, stood quietly to the right of Anwar, with a suitable smile on his face, as warm and natural as the spring breeze blowing on his face.
Level 10 freshman, Lancelot.
Summer and winter, ice and fire, gentleness and indifference, these are two young people with completely opposite personalities.
Now that they stand together, it means that a fierce competition is about to begin.