The current time is two days after the banquet at Amber Hall.
At this time, Lin Nian was in the library. Under the huge Baroque dome, students in school uniforms walked silently through the aisles holding books in their hands. White porcelain vases were placed on each maple desk.
It is filled with fresh camellias that are replaced every morning by the library management staff at eight o'clock in the morning.
Lin Nian coughed, but the person across the table ignored him and just stared at him.
The person sitting across the table was Lin Xian, and Lin Nian looked a little creepy at her.
"Yeah." Lin Xian stared at the stunned Lin Nian in front of him seriously, looking from top to bottom, as if he were examining the fresh pork belly hanging on the hook on the roadside. His eyes were as sharp as the butcher's knife, rubbing against it.
Tiebang is thinking about where to start.
Lin Nian still vaguely remembered that the last time his elder sister stared at him like this, she found something indescribable under the pillow while cleaning his house.
"Repent." Lin Xian sighed.
Here we are, even the lines have been reproduced!
Lin Nian felt uncomfortable but still managed to stay calm: "What do I regret?"
"I know everything." Lin Xian said.
Lin Nian suddenly became alert and thought, could he really be fat? In the past few days, he couldn't help being tempted by Fingel and had used his student card to swipe several expensive late-night snacks at night. Has it been discovered? Cassel College
Are the paparazzi here so crazy that they go through the trash bags thrown out of his dormitory?
"Take a look." Lin Xian picked up a laptop from a chair nearby and placed it on the table.
Lin Nian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that what was picked up was a laptop instead of a garbage bag. It seemed that his tendency to fall into the temptation of the bourgeoisie had not yet been exposed, otherwise Lin Xian, who was born as a proletarian fighter, would have to take out a knife.
Let him kill himself or help Fingel kill himself.
"What are you looking at?" Lin Nian looked over at the screen and saw a picturesque photo.
In the photo, under the dazzling crystal chandelier of the Anbo Pavilion, Caesar and Lin Nian hold hands together. The former is chic and suave, with a domineering look in his eyes, while the latter's eyes are affectionate, as if he is impressed by this emperor-like man.
.
God is so fucking affectionate! Lin Nian and everyone were dumbfounded.
"Now the whole college is rumored that you are going to join the student union." Lin Xian stared at Lin Nian on the screen and shook his head: "It turns out that this is the reason why you have never agreed with that girl in Shilan. In fact, I don't like this type either.
be opposed to"
Lin Nian almost wanted to pounce on his elder sister: "I was thinking about other things at that time, so I got distracted!"
"Why are you thinking so deeply?"
"I miss my friends in China, Lu Mingfei and Chu"
"Lu Mingfei? That's not as good as the former. This Caesar Gattuso also has good chest muscles." Lin Xian looked at Lin Nian in surprise.
"How do you know he has good chest muscles?" Lin Nian was stunned for a moment.
"When I was browsing the forum, I saw a photo of him swimming during winter vacation." Lin Xian shrugged: "From the photo, you seem to be fascinated by the other person's pectoralis major muscles,"
For a moment, Lin Nian wanted to take the person who wrote this newspaper and cut him into pieces. Why would there be paparazzi in a place like a student union banquet? Is the waiter accepting invitations at the door just a decoration?
No, that's not right. Lin Nian suddenly remembered that he had indeed met a guy who claimed to be a reporter on the dance floor, and he seemed to have left without giving him a good look at that time.
Now it finally made sense.
Damn it, I would rather offend the leaders than offend the reporters. Now I can be said to have been victimized by my reputation.
"Okay, okay, it's just a joke." Lin Xian smiled and closed the notebook: "Did you enjoy the banquet?"
"I'm not full." Lin Nian told the truth, "I even had two pieces of Senior Fingel's pizza after I got back."
"The video of you wearing school uniform and dancing with a beautiful girl went viral on the forum. Everyone said that you are a little green among thousands of flowers." Lin Xian lowered his head and opened his book.
Lin Nian rolled his eyes. How could a school uniform not be green? He had also seen the video on the forum. On the dance floor, a group of black and white dancers bloomed like flowers. In an instant, they gathered together and were ready to bloom.
Only the guy in the green school uniform stood out the most.
"Okay, okay, let's stop joking." Lin Xian finally gave up making fun of his brother: "Don't you have class at ten o'clock? Why are you looking for me in the library now?"
Lin Nian patted his head and then remembered that he was here for business. He sorted out his words and asked tentatively: "Sister, do you know about the war practice class?"
"War practice class? No." Lin Xian closed the book.
"What?" Lin Nian was stunned.
Lin Xian looked at Lin Nian without saying a word, and the atmosphere was unsettlingly silent, but after a moment she burst into laughter. Lin Nian looked at his elder sister Zhang Er who suddenly laughed and was confused.
Lin Xian laughed for a while and then slowly recovered. He looked at Lin Nian with a smile on his face: "Mandy has already talked to me about the war practice class."
"Senior Sister Mandy has come to see you?" Lin Nian was a little surprised.
"When I went to the cafe to drink coffee with her before, she told me some issues related to this. We have a good relationship. We have been playing together in our spare time these days, drinking something, going shopping and so on." Lin Xian
Reopened the book on the desktop.
"Then what do you think?" Lin Nian asked anxiously.
"What do you think?" Lin Xian asked, turning the pages in his hand.
Lin Nian was silent for a moment: "I heard it would be dangerous."
"Are you afraid? If you are, you don't have to go." Lin Xian looked at Lin Nian and said.
Lin Nian shook his head in shock and said with a bitter smile: "I thought you would be worried about me and tell me not to go or something."
"I was quite worried at first." Lin Xian nodded and continued to focus on the book: "But Mandy told me that everyone in this college has come here, and she is no exception. Listen,
She said that when she was in the practical class of her freshman year, she sat in the scout post and played poker with her teammates all night."
"Did she really play poker all night?" Lin Nian felt that some of the awe that had arisen in his heart for the war practice class quietly dissipated.
"The school can't really let you freshmen slay dragons, can it? The world is very peaceful now." Lin Xian said: "And the students in this college are very strange. Only among them can you look ordinary.
, if this is the only way you can live in a normal environment where you won’t be looked at as alien, then you should do whatever they do, you are the same type of person as them.”
"I'm surprised that you want to tell the truth so much." Lin Nian breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair.
"We are already sitting here." Lin Xian looked at the magnificent library and said: "If there are forks in life, we have already made a choice when we boarded the plane, and the trajectory of our subsequent lives will naturally be very different from before.
same."
"Yeah." Lin Nian was silent for a moment. He wanted to say something that sounded very insightful and awesome in response to Lin Xian's emotion, but after holding it in for a while, he couldn't come up with anything. He could only scratch the back of his head and sit there.
Say nothing.
"Let's talk about something else. What is the class you are going to take at 10 o'clock? To be honest, I have been in the library these days and I don't know much about your classes. I heard Mandy say that the classes at Cassel College are pretty good.
It's complicated, similar to educational institutions established by Protestant churches like 'theological colleges', and the teaching content is all self-contained."
"Those courses are indeed very weird." Lin Nian's eyes became more subtle when talking about this: "Yesterday I took a class called 'Magic Mechanical Theory and Practice', and the professor took a classmate's diving watch into pieces.
Get the parts piece by piece and let us put them back together.”
"Did it succeed?" Lin Xian asked curiously.
"It's my first time to take this course and I don't have any basic knowledge. The other students are also confused. After all, no one has a watchmaker at home. We brainstormed and put together a diving watch like a Gundam. Finally, we put together a diving watch.
After hastily putting it together, I found that there were a few unused parts left." Lin Nian held his forehead.
"The owner of the diving watch must be very desperate." Lin Xian couldn't help but say.
"No, he doesn't care at all, because the owner of the watch is Caesar." Lin Nian complained: "He told the professor that the internal mechanism of the diving watch is too difficult, and he can bring some relatively simple watches next time.
Let’s take it apart and play with it.”
"Brother, actually, liking men is not a bad thing." Lin Xian's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Bah, you only like men." Lin Nian's face darkened immediately.
"If I don't like men, do I like women?" Lin Xian rolled his eyes at him.
Lin Nian sighed and said: "My ten o'clock class is a cold weapons class. The class location is in a gym next to the Hall of Heroes."
"Cold weapon? I remember you were quite good at playing with the feather duster." Lin Xian commented pertinently.
"That's because I've learned kendo." Lin Nian rubbed his temples: "This course shouldn't be difficult for me. Testing body coordination and nerve reactions are my strengths."
"Then don't neglect the cultural class." Lin Xian raised his hand and tapped Lin Nian's forehead with his index finger: "Go to class, don't bother your sister here."
"Would you like to have lunch together?" Lin Nian packed up his things and stood up.
"I have an appointment with Mandy, and she asked me to go to Starbucks together at noon."
"Is there a Starbucks in this school?"
"There's also Burger King, haven't you visited school much?" Lin Xian rolled his eyes beautifully.
"Damn Fingel, he told me that there is no other place to eat in school except the cafeteria!" Lin Nian turned around and left in annoyance: "Let's go."
"Bye." Lin Xian looked down at the book without looking up.
It wasn't until Lin Nian was far away that Lin Xian raised his head, looked at his brother's trotting back, sighed quietly and murmured to himself: "I have to go, war practice class."