The sun is comfortable and tired, floating in the campus with the gentle afternoon bell.
There are students coming and going in the corridor of the classroom. Most of them have signed up for summer classes in Lonicera, and they are wearing school uniforms, and they all have the demeanor of a "student king".
There were still five minutes left before class started after the preparation bell. Miss Jones calculated the time accurately and opened the shoe and hat cabinet with her usual grace and calmness.
Wow.
The pink letterheads stuffed into the cracks of the cabinet had piled up into a hill and collapsed under the load.
As if she was used to it, Jolina took out her books and closed the cupboard, then turned and walked towards the classroom, leaving behind her beautiful figure with blond hair and high ponytail, which aroused the amazement and reverie of the remaining students.
"Captain Jolina, you are so popular."
"The key is that more than half of the love letters are sent by girls. They are simply grabbing resources!"
"After all, he is the youngest MVP player in the history of the three-school league, and his playing style is very handsome."
"This kind of person still comes to make up for classes during the summer. Are you going to leave a way for others to survive?"
"You can roll anything!"
Qiao Linna is purely interested in the course "General Introduction to Ancient Linguistics".
But when she saw today's substitute teacher, a strange scholar, her interest suddenly disappeared.
The air conditioner blew cold wind in the classroom, making people drowsy, and the teacher's teaching skills were not half as good as Professor Lin's. The students yawned profusely, and some whispered.
"Jolina..." The braided girl came over like a koala, put her face on Jolina's flat arm, and whispered: "After winning the championship that day, where did you go? I couldn't find you anywhere. And I couldn't find you.
There was an earthquake at that time, which was really dangerous!”
Jolina turned the penholder with skillful movements, and the exquisite pen was like a butterfly between her fingers... rather, it was more like the technique of rotating a butterfly knife and a dagger. She lowered her eyes, reviewed the notes for any omitted knowledge points, and said flatly
:
"Go and fight the devil."
"Huh?" Carlo blinked, wondering when Jolina would start joking.
Moreover, what does the devil refer to? The seven deadly sins? That is not something that humans can contend with at all.
Take the arrogant demon ‘Lucifer’ as an example. If he appeared in Star Map City, it would definitely cause panic in the entire city and even the entire network!
The country girl nodded firmly.
"Didn't Professor Lin come to school these days?" Qiao Linna naturally changed the subject and said calmly.
"Well, it seems that he did not attend the school's summer courses, so his teaching assistant took over the class."
Carlo put his chin in his hands and said, "I also like Professor Lin's class better. The lectures are much more interesting and simpler than this teacher's. Even a brain like mine can understand..."
"Have more confidence in yourself." Jolina rubbed Carlo's head like a cat and advised: "You are the league champion and your future is bright."
"As long as I compete with Jolina, even my grandma can win..." Carlo retorted in a low voice.
"Cynthia is your grandma?" Jolina's humor cell came online and told cold jokes.
"What?" Carlo sighed in distress, "I was just thinking about how I should thank Professor Lin and Judge Du... They rescued me from the fire, but I haven't expressed anything yet, alas."
"The fact that you didn't fail this class is the greatest thank you to Lin Xiao." Qiao Linna said.
"Huh? Are you familiar with Professor Lin? We can call you by our first names!"
The country girl glanced suspiciously and saw Jolina choking on her words and evading her eyes.
Carlo narrowed his eyes: "Could it be..."
"You asked Professor Lin to be your tutor privately, right?" Carlo snorted.
Jolina: "..."
She coldly stretched out her hand and rubbed Carlo's braid: "With your brain, it is useless to participate in summer tutoring. Why not save money and pay me protection fees."
"Why is this like this! You just praised me for my bright future!"
Carlo distinguished and said tentatively: "How much is the protection fee...?"
Jolina pursed her lips, and the rusty sky of the foggy city suddenly appeared in her mind.
On a foggy night, she was wearing a smart black and red suit, her face was red and her eyes were sharp, her ponytail was flying, and she was holding a blunderbuss and fighting against others.
"We don't charge money now." Jolina said flatly, "I used to take care of other people's demands..."
Carlo opened his mouth, a little shocked, and stammered: "Jolina was still a little girl in middle school, no, she was a big, big girl, right?"
The girl with a high ponytail suddenly had a solemn expression: "Don't tell Professor Lin these things."
Carlo looked around the drowsy classroom. The indifferent teacher on the podium lowered his voice:
"Why?"
"Because..." Qiao Linna's red eyes flashed and she excused herself: "He is a tutor and will tell my father."
"I knew you asked Professor Lin to make up lessons in private." Carlo said proudly.
Jolina was speechless, holding her chin up and looking out the window. The summer oleanders were blooming pink, and the eyelid of her left eye twitched slightly.
I am your eyes...
Jolina pursed her lips tightly, as if recalling embarrassing past events, her body tensed, and her cheeks were so bright.
At that time... why did I say such shameful lines to him...
*
Lonicera's summer courses ended at four o'clock in the afternoon, and the students were free to spend the rest of the time.
Carlo was going to the botanical garden to take care of the fruits and vegetables she had grown for the 'summer practical project', while Jolina was going to the principal's office.
After meeting with the principal, Jolina learned that the next step would be a series of reports, awards, and speeches after winning the championship, which made her feel a little headache.
"If you don't want to, I can turn it down for you."
The old principal Ren Dong said with a smile: "But, you know, these reports and speeches will be an excellent resume whether you are in business or politics in the future."
The path of "competition" is too difficult, and many card artists who won the league championship subsequently moved to other industries.
The old principal encouraged Jolina to participate in various activities for the sake of her future development.
Jolina said calmly: "Please help me reject it. I still want to continue to challenge the realm of the sixth-level grandmaster."
"Really." The old principal nodded happily, "I understand... you are a very pure card master."
"purely?"
"I just want to keep getting stronger and not be disturbed by the outside world." The old principal said, "Of course, being 'not pure enough' is not a bad thing. Just like Roman Ulysses, he accepted the commercial performance notice and became a movie star.
, is also the galloping king of the riding competition, but he still walks his own path."
"Do you know Roman?" Jolina was slightly surprised.
"I even taught him personally for a while."
The old principal said with a smile: "He is a person who longs for perfection, but knows that nothing in this world is perfect. He is an absolute realist, so I say he is 'not pure enough'."
"The so-called purity means that even in the face of cruel reality, you can still maintain your inner ideals."
The old principal's eyes were deep: "Among the people I know, you are as pure as Professor Lin Xiao, just like whiskey with a higher purity..."
The old man poured the sweet amber liquid into the cup, observed its attractive color, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a smile:
"I won't advise you to drink. Please take what I said just now as an old man's casual thoughts. I will help you reject the notice. Besides, you can move freely in Lonicera, just don't go too far."
Jolina nodded respectfully: "Sorry to trouble you."
After leaving the principal's office, Jolina lowered her body, rode a red motorcycle, and galloped on the overpass heading home, the high horse swaying in the wind.
She thought about the words of the old principal, and her red eyes shone brightly under her helmet.
The so-called purity or not is just the difference between ideal and realism, there is no better or worse.
However, on the path of card master, if you want to explore a higher level, you must practice your path to the extreme.
"Ultimate ideal" or "Ultimate reality".
After a card master's source power reaches a certain level, if he wants to continue to make breakthroughs, the competition is not his family background, but the firmness of his 'idea'.
The concept becomes stronger, the fire becomes brighter, and the card master becomes more powerful.
The engine roared, and Jolina seemed suddenly enlightened, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
Gold may be mottled, and white walls may be stained with blemishes.
But if a person's fire is extremely pure and pitch-black, and he never wavers in his actions, he will draw his sword even when facing the devil.
Perhaps that is what the principal calls ‘pure’.
"So, just move closer to him..." Jolina whispered to herself.
On the overpass, the motorcycle accelerated.
The female knight left behind a heroic figure, a rumbling black gold motorcycle seemed to appear in front of her eyes, and the corners of her mouth under the helmet were raised.
Just have to catch up.
…
…
Star Map City.
One day has passed since the great Lucifer came to His Garden of Eden.
According to the store manager, Lucifer's first show caused a sensation among the wealthy women.
They spent tens of thousands of star coins just to be alone with Lucifer-san for a short while without being able to do anything.
There is quite a sense of déjà vu for a man who spends a lot of money on a courtesan, just to listen to a little song.
Even Lucifer's hospitality was highly praised by the store manager:
"Lucifer has a special temperament that coexists with arrogance and compassion. He is like the cherry blossoms that look down on the world, but he is also like the plum blossoms that have been crushed into dust and the fragrance remains the same. Ah, he can definitely save the hearts of countless guests and become the new star of the Cowherd industry.
emperor!"
Let the Demon God's Head work in Cowherd's shop.
The so-called "pure evil" is none other than Lin Xiao!
Lin Xiao rubbed her chin, thinking unconsciously.
I have to say that relying on face to make a living is quite suitable for Lucifer...
I just don’t know the movements of the remaining demon gods.
There was no progress on the investigation team's side for a long time. Lin Xiao frowned slightly and decided to use the ultimate weapon.
Opening the chat group and poking at True Lord Golden Dragon privately, Lin Xiao said with a shy face:
"Zhenjun, can you help me with your fortune telling?"
There was silence for a long time, and then True Lord Golden Dragon said speechlessly:
"Brother Lin Xiao, you already know that I am a second-level card master. I really don't know how to tell fortunes or anything like that!"
"Okay then." Lin Xiao changed the subject and said, "After we said goodbye to Xihai City, what have you been doing lately?"
"Here, play billiards and dance in the square..."
Jinlong Zhenjun said with a smile: "I still owe you and Brahma Shatian a meal that time in Xihai City. Why don't you ask him when he will be free?"
"Don't you have his contact information?" Lin Xiao said.
"No, at that time he looked like he could go berserk at any time, how could I dare to contact him." True Lord Jin Long said with a wry smile.
I don’t have his contact information, but I can contact him through the source world...
Just as Lin Xiao was about to answer this, he suddenly froze, and an idea seemed to flash in his mind.
Why did Zhenjun suddenly mention Brahmashatian to me?
He even pointed out that he might go berserk at any time?
I harvested the fragments of 'Rage' in Xihai City at that time, and 'Rage' was probably targeting guys with strong muscles and simple minds.
Therefore, what Zhenjun means is...
Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed.
Let me be careful about Brahmashatian!
"Thank you, Zhenjun. I know it well." Lin Xiao thanked him sincerely and hurriedly logged off.