"The quota has been fixed for me and you two, Nuo Nuo."
"Well, there are two more, who are they?" Bai Mao and Fatty looked at each other, they were calculating whose head this spot would fall on.
"William, Xiaoxi."
They were not surprised when they heard these two names, so they prepared to call.
However, Mu Fan had no intention of stopping and continued: "Ling Chuchu."
ah?
There are already seven people.
"Will you ask Gu Yunyou for his thoughts again?"
Bai Mao took out Tianxun's hand and stopped, what kind of trouble is this?
Eight people!
However, Mu Fan thought for a while and continued: "You inform me first, so that I can ask the other two people if they are interested."
Bai Mao's expression was already dull.
This is the configuration of ten people, it’s funny!
"Who is the non-staff?" Fatty finally seemed to remember something and asked quickly.
"It's all official."
Someone next to me finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. This was too natural.
Zhang Shaotang, who was watching from the side, simply felt that his IQ was insulted. Was he blatantly treating the people present as fools?
This is an intermediate team that requires a full 10 credits to form. Not to mention the freshmen, not many sophomores have so much.
But Fatty and Baimao actually made the call under Mu Fan's instructions.
"Where are the people? Mu Fan is back, come and register the team."
"I am Harry, Mu Fan is back..."
"Chu Chu, I am Yin Shuai..."
After hearing this, the three people in the Tianxun didn't hesitate at all and gave a common answer within one second.
Except Chu Chuduo asked about Nuo Nuo's situation.
Finally, Bai Mao personally dialed the mysterious aura of Young Master Gu Yunyou. Unexpectedly, the connection with Tianxun went smoothly this time.
After hearing what Bai Mao said, Gu Yunyou, wearing a handmade suit designed to celebrate the 30th anniversary of Jiafan, flashed an intriguing light on a floating ship above Landu Star... the land of shining stars.
Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, but I can't go back now, please help me register."
After hanging up Tianxun, he looked at the huge battlefield remnants below with long eyes.
So far, all four of them are done!
Who are the remaining two?
Bai Mao and Fatty both looked to their sides. Mu Fan had already taken out the Sky News and dialed a number.
A girl who was conducting pharmacological experiments in the antique plant garden felt a vibration in her waist. She quickly took out the Sky News and took a look. Then she bit her lip and muttered, "Mu Fan?"
"What are you doing? The most taboo thing about experiments is half-heartedness."
An energetic old man sat quietly in the deepest part of the courtyard. His majestic voice frightened the girl to quietly stick out her tongue, and then she raised her little face bitterly.
"Grandpa, this is Mu Fan."
"Oh, is this kid injured again? I'll give you five minutes." Master Bai continued to focus on the two rolling masses of mist in his hands.
So the girl with the beautiful vines tied at the end of her hair happily connected to Tianxun, and hung up after a minute of humming.
"What's up?"
"Inviting me to join his team is very formal." The girl recalled the tone of Mu Fan's words just now and repeated nervously, then looked at her grandfather expectantly.
Bai Yiduo glanced at his granddaughter with a loving yet stern look. With his eyesight and ears, how could he not know what this little girl just said.
He obviously agreed directly and now he is still pretending to ask for instructions from himself.
"snort."
A cold snort made Bai Guyue tremble and immediately lower his head, tears welling up in his eyes.
"You've already promised me, how can I not let you go? Before you go out with that brat, practice Bai's refining technique with me first, and keep it for self-defense. People outside are dangerous."
Seeing the scene of his granddaughter, Bai Yiduo sighed helplessly.
Then he seemed to recall something bad, and an extremely deep and fierce light flashed in his lowered eyes.
He clasped his hands together, and the two mists condensed directly into a solid white cube, similar to a gray-white stone, and then he threw it casually behind him.
After rolling endlessly, this special "stone" stopped, and all the plants within one meter of it were instantly black as ink, completing the transformation from blooming to decaying and decaying in less than a second.
Then the color of the stone solidified further and turned into a pure white crystal, shining with crystal luster in the sunlight.
Bai Guyue saw this scene out of the corner of her eye, lowered her head quickly and whispered softly, "Yes."
She knew that Bai's refining technique was just a casual name given by her grandfather.
This is my grandfather's secret.
…
The ninth person, done.
Seeing Mu Fan's calm demeanor, people were really unsure for a moment.
This guy’s connection is real, no matter how you look at it, it looks real!
There are more and more people watching, and there is no sign of evacuation. They are waiting for the final development of this matter.
Now the mysterious tenth person is left...
Fatty and Bai Mao looked at Mu Fan at the same time.
Because at this moment, Mu Fan rarely hesitated.
Will senior sister come?
"One more." Finally, Master Harry couldn't stand the atmosphere and reminded him in a friendly manner.
"Um."
Mu Fan agreed and finally pressed his finger.
The name on Tianxun directly entered the communication call status.
Buzz, buzz, just two beeps, Tianxun was connected.
"Hello?" This is Mu Fan.
"Yes." The voice on the other end of Tianxun was very shallow, as if someone was whispering softly in his ear.
"I..." Just as Mu Fan uttered a word, he was interrupted by a cold voice from the sky message, like pearls falling on a jade plate.
"good."
Mu Fan raised his head in shock.
On the other side of the crowd, ten meters away, a cold woman with picturesque features was standing there.
The man seemed to have stepped out of a painting, his sword uniform was like snow, and his black hair reached to his waist.
Seeing Mu Fan's shocked look, the woman smiled lightly and nodded slightly.
Then he moved his long legs and walked directly into the crowd.
The stunned people moved out of the way with difficulty.
This, this is...
Dingchuan, Valkyrie, the most cold beauty...
Lu Qingxue!
Some of the girls who had previously been infatuated with Mu Fan saw only surprise and admiration in their eyes after seeing Lu Qingxue, who had an unparalleled appearance and temperament, but no jealousy.
In fact, compared to Lu Qingxue, who had nothing to do with the world but created many legends, all they felt was filled with admiration.
After not seeing her for a month, Lu Qingxue's coldness seemed to be even worse, but on the other hand, her whole person seemed even more detached.
This rare natural beauty, in a world filled with machinery and technology, shines like a star in the dark wherever it goes.
Assistant Professor Jiang standing next to him also had a trance in his eyes.
In his impression, it seemed that Lu Qingxue had not joined any team since she entered school.
This cold-blooded woman is the object of admiration for many outstanding young people in the college.
Today, the record for this ice peak seems to have been broken on its own initiative.
Mu Fan's bright eyes met those cold snow-like eyes and nodded.
Everything is left unsaid.
Then he turned around and looked at his two companions who were almost petrified.
"Everyone is here, a group of ten."
Looking up at the team registration hall behind the sea of people in front of him, Mu Fan smiled.
With a slight shake of his wrist, a golden eagle wing badge appeared in his palm.
Raise your hand and clasp your fingers together.
Then he took a step forward, followed by three people.
Lu Qingxue, who was cold and arrogant, quietly watched the young man's proud back with admiration in her eyes, and walked quietly.
The crowd parted involuntarily because Mu Fan's temperament was outstanding at this moment.
The courage to make a decisive decision and the calmness from the moment he appeared made his peers feel emotional.
Regardless of the outcome, this magnanimity alone is worthy of the name of a tyrant.
Under the attention of the crowd, the four people walked deeper into the hall.
It wasn't until Mu Fan and the others disappeared for more than ten seconds that the crowd suddenly woke up from a dream.
Only then did I realize that I should follow up quickly to check the situation.
How will this impossible team of 10 people be formed?
Will the 10 credits of Arabian Nights really exist?
But just when this group of people was about to take action, a sharp-eyed student suddenly pointed above his head.