The day of freedom ended in an anticlimactic manner, but few students were dissatisfied. The students in Kassel were divided into two categories, one was the madman who loved fighting, and the other was the madman who loved research.
During the free day, both types of people were satisfied. The fighting madmen had an exciting enough battle, while the students who liked to do research could also spend a quiet day.
Chu Zihang woke up on a burning afternoon. The air was filled with the smell of peppercorns and butter. It was like a heavy hammer hitting his nose, causing him to sneeze uncontrollably.
Facing the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling, Chu Zihang stretched out his somewhat stiff hand and touched his neck. During the battle with Ander, the feeling of life and death almost made him despair, but fortunately, he survived.
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"Hmm..." The spicy smell in the air reminded him of the Sichuan food he went out to eat with his father. As a child who grew up on the southeast coast, Chu Zihang's ability to eat spicy food was honed by his father to a level that would make people in Minzhou stunned.
, but that doesn’t mean much because the local chili sauce is not strong enough at all.
He pushed himself up and climbed up. The smell in the air made Chu Zihang's mouth dry. Looking around, he realized that this seemed to be a lounge where the Lion Heart Club was stationed.
The headquarters of the Lion Heart Club is not large. This self-disciplined society has always been strict in entering and exiting. Members who join the Lion Heart Club are known as the reserves of the executive department. Although Chu Zihang wanted to attract more people to join before,
Obviously the inertia of history has prevented some of his small reforms from working, and this society still has that cold and rigid style.
Later, Chu Zihang didn't care. In fact, the style of the Lion Heart Club was very similar to that of the executive director Schneider. They were both awkward people. They were obviously very kind guys in private, but they had to act fierce on the surface.
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Chu Zihang looked at the clothes on his body. The camouflage uniform and tactical vest he was originally wearing had been taken off, and the helmet was also missing. Fortunately, the katana Murasame was still at hand.
In fact, Chu Zihang knew that Murasame was not suitable for his fighting style. This knife was a deadly weapon when held in his father's hand. It could cut everything with its terrifying speed bonus, but in his own hand, it was only a slightly
Just a sharper knife.
But what does it matter? Being young and frivolous and being a middle-aged child are common problems among children of his age. Just like Schneider is unwilling to treat his scars, Chu Zihang is also unwilling to give up the knife from his father.
Looking at it this way, he is indeed a lion-hearted man through and through.
He stood up with support on his body. The battle last night didn't seem to put too much burden on his body. Maybe it was sleep that repaired the muscle damage. Now Chu Zihang only felt the confusion of sleeping for a long time. He took a deep breath.
Taking a breath of the air that smelled of hot pot ingredients, he opened the door.
Outside the door is a somewhat dark corridor. The headquarters of the Lionheart Club is not as magnificent as the headquarters of the Student Union. The decoration has a simple Nordic style, with very modern and sharp lines running through the entire corridor and extending to the end.
Laughter and laughter came from one end of the corridor. There was the resident lawn, which was deserted most of the time. It was mainly used as an outdoor exercise ground during club activities. The grass inside became withered and yellow under the years of trampling, and finally it was
He passed away last year and was replaced by a fake lawn made of plastic by the school administration department.
Chu Zihang tidied up his clothes and walked there. The smell of hot pot base in the air became stronger. Light shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows next to the corridor, illuminating the boy's disheveled hair and the sneakers on his feet.
"Brother, you're awake!" On the lawn, a group of young people sat in a circle. A girl in an apron raised her head and greeted Chu Zihang with a smile: "Come on, come and eat hot pot!"
Chu Zihang looked at Xia Mi's blushing face, which was as pretty as a peach blossom. But Chu Zihang's focus was obviously not here, but sitting next to Xia Mi, taking out a piece of beef from the hot pot.
Luli.
"Why is she here?" Chu Zihang pulled Xia Mi, and the two of them walked aside. Xia Mi was now filled with the smell of peppercorns, just like the red peppercorns sent by relatives back home: "Why do you guys eat hot pot?"
coming."
Xia Mi ran to the table with a smile and took a disposable bowl. He pointed at the various condiments placed beside it and stuffed the bowl into Chu Zihang's arms: "Brother, don't you care about me? I am free this time."
The princess of Japan."
"You will appear here, which means we won." Chu Zihang poured some sesame oil into the bowl, then took the minced garlic on the side and scooped a spoonful into the bowl: "But I didn't expect Lu Li to
With you, didn't you say she stayed in the dormitory?"
"The child ran to the playground to help collect the body, so I pulled her over." Xia Mi took the oyster sauce aside and handed it to Chu Zihang. She met Lu Li on the playground in the morning. At that time, the lion
Xinhui's reserve team was collecting the "bones" of club members. Lu Li was among them, but she recognized them at a glance.
Chu Zihang stirred the oil dish. He used to add more vinegar to relieve the spicy taste.
Hearing Xia Mi's explanation, Chu Zihang breathed a sigh of relief. He knew how much Ander valued Lu Li. If something happened to him, it would not be easy to handle.
"Senior brother, are you trying to get someone to join the club?" Xia Mi took out an apron from the chair and put it on Chu Zihang: "Then I can help. They are all from the same dormitory."
"She is from the school director's family, and she has a rich daughter. She is much more powerful than Senior Brother Lu." Xia Mi whispered in a sly voice.
Chu Zihang shook his head: "Let nature take its course. Master doesn't want her to get involved in these things."
After saying that, Chu Zihang turned around and walked back to the dining area. A pot was placed on the induction cooker. The red soup inside was bubbling little by little. When the people around him saw Chu Zihang coming, they looked a little nervous.
Pear's expression remained normal, and he put another plate of meat into it.
The so-called reserve team is those freshmen who have just entered school. Most of them are freshmen from China. They are preparing to join the Lion Heart Club through the recommendation of the old people. Among these people, they have a good relationship with Xia Mi, and they also vaguely think of this girl.
To lead.
This hot pot dinner was Xia Mi’s creation. For this reason, he did not hesitate to ask Roli to go to Uesugoshi’s place to get the ingredients, and also brought the hot pot base ingredients that they had treasured for a long time from a few senior students they knew. This is how everyone got together
A scene of a dinner party.
"Don't look at me like that. The meat is already cooked. Eat it quickly." Chu Zihang comforted him. Everyone looked much better and started to use their chopsticks. Later, Xia Mi stood next to Chu Zihang.
She was blocked by Chu Zihang and could only whisper: "Senior brother, leave some for me."
Chu Zihang turned around with a piece of meat and made way for Xia Mi. Looking at the meat that had been robbed in the pot, he awkwardly stretched out his hand to put the meat into Xia Mi's bowl.
Aww!
Xia Mi squatted down, bit the handed chopsticks, and swallowed Chu Zihang's meat.
"Well, senior brother, you put too much vinegar in the dipping sauce."