"Speak well if you have anything to say, junior."
Fingel swallowed hard, not daring to remove the sword on his neck.
I feel like crying, but Schneider from nmmp said that this airport pick-up task was easy and simple, with many grade points, and I am almost dead now.
"Senior, how long will it take for your room to be tidied up?" Li Longyuan smiled in the darkness, showing his neat white teeth.
If he hadn't put the Tai'a sword across Fingel's neck at this moment, anyone who heard this tone would sound like a harmless boy.
"About, an hour!"
Fingel said tentatively.
The golden eyes of the cold boy behind him lit up instantly, burning in loneliness and silence.
"Three minutes, just three minutes!"
Fingel immediately straightened his back and almost shouted these words.
"Senior brother, please save his life first."
Li Longyuan was the first to withdraw his sword, and Chu Zihang also sheathed his sword. The two stood side by side in the alleyway, as still as sculptures for a moment.
"180, 179, 178..."
The handsome boy started counting, and Fingel, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately rushed upstairs to start cleaning the dormitory, with a bitter expression of grievance on his face. This is not a boy giving money, it is simply two giant Buddhas. ah!
"3, 2, 1, 0."
After counting 180 seconds, seeing no response from upstairs, Li Longyuan and Li Longyuan walked up directly.
"Junior Li, the cleaning is done!"
Fingel rushed out, leaning his tall body against the wall, bending over, pressing his hands on his knees and breathing heavily. Like a golden retriever that sticks out its big tongue to cool down on a hot day.
"Thank you, senior." Li Longyuan nodded and walked in.
There is no other word to describe the scene in front of me except clean, because apart from the dormitory, apartment, bed and some basic daily necessities, there is nothing else to be found. I don’t know what corner Fingel was stuffed into.
But the smell of smelly socks mixed with the air freshener that still lingered in the dormitory was so weird that even Chu Zihang couldn't help but frown slightly when he came in.
Li Longyuan looked back, his golden eyes lit up, and he kept chanting the ancient Aolong text. The invisible ripples that enveloped this place were spread out by the spirit of words and commandments, and then were forcibly broken through. The field here is weaker than that of the Orthodox Holy Palace, and he is not Wu Xia Amon back then.
"Junior, have mercy on me. I will definitely repay you for not killing you today." Fingel poked his head out from the door and wailed as he was observing the situation.
What kind of peerless fierce man is this? He can even ignore the vice principal's words, spirit and discipline field suppression.
Also, is it wrong that pigs like to wallow in mud?
A small stream appeared in the palm of Li Longyuan's hand, the Yanling·Wind King's Eyes field descended, the thick curtains began to fly, and the unpleasant smell finally drifted out with the wind.
"Fingel, everyone has their own freedom in the dormitory, but you'd better not exceed other people's tolerance limits." Li Longyuan clapped his hands and stared at him and said seriously.
Good guy, now I don’t even call you senior, I call you by your first name.
But who is Fingel? Even if you don't give him a pole, he can still climb to you along other poles.
"Okay, Mr. Li."
He clearly remembered that Zhao Xi shouted like this. The handsome boy didn't show it on his face, but he felt quite relieved in his heart.
"Um!"
Li Longyuan nodded with satisfaction, children can be taught.
"Senior Brother Chu!"
Fingel nodded and bowed to the cold boy holding a slender Japanese sword.
"Just call me Chu Zihang, I'm Chinese too." The cold-faced boy finally spoke out.
Fingel curled his lips inwardly, thinking that your reticence and your tendency to draw swords upon disagreement are so similar to those of the Japanese.
"Hai!"
Fingel bowed again, but did not change his tone for a moment.
Chu Zihang glanced at him and ignored him, and went straight to his bed and lay down.
"Senior Fingel, senior brother, go to bed early."
Li Longyuan said hello and went to bed quickly. He went to bed early and got up early to maintain his health.
The lights in the dormitory were turned off, and Fingel was the only one standing there, crying without tears.
"Minister Schneider, I want to go home!"
A night of silence.
As the early morning sunlight filtered in, Fingel turned over, rubbed his hazy eyes and stretched.
"Hey, where is the person?"
He stood up and looked at the two apartment beds next to him. The sky-blue quilts had been folded into neat tofu blocks. Li Longyuan and Chu Zihang didn't know where they were.
"Tsk, tsk, these two juniors still don't understand the benefits of staying in bed. They must learn to enjoy a good life." Fingel sighed with his mouth shut, then fell down and continued to sleep soundly.
"Dingle bell, dingle bell~"
The cheerful ringtone of an incoming call came from the black Nokia next to the pillow. It was so noisy that Fingel immediately grabbed the old-fashioned mobile phone, which was fully charged and could last for a month, and put it to his ear.
"Moses Moses (もしもし, hello)?" the sloppy young man said with an impatient tone, still using the voice pack from last night.
Who can call him so early in the morning? Disturbing dreams.
"Fingel, did you go out and become a Japanese? Talk like a human." The man said in a serious tone, as if he was trying his best to restrain his current anger.
The young man immediately became excited and did a carp thrust on the bed. He did not flutter, so he had to lie down and continue to reply.
"Minister Schneider, the person has been received and the mission has been successfully completed." Fingel reported happily.
"Am I asking you to simply pick up someone? Idiot! I am asking you to observe the personalities and preferences of these three students."
The man's roar came from the other end of the phone, making Fingel feel dizzy.
To him, even wasting even one minute on Fingel, a useless dog, was a sin and irresponsible to the cause of dragon slaying.
Fingel certainly understood the minister's mood at this moment, and immediately organized his words as quickly as possible in his life.
"The leader, the orthodox young master Li Longyuan, seems to be quite cheerful and easy-going, and occasionally a bit arrogant. Chu Zihang has a cold personality and is taciturn. Zhao Xi, um, likes to eat and is a bit silly. I suspect there is something wrong with her brain." Fingel finally said He also used a sinister voice to close the microphone above Nokia and make a small report.
"What about aggression? Does it exist?"
The man's voice softened slightly. Although these character descriptions were general, some useful data could still be analyzed.
Existence, great existence, yesterday they almost hacked me to death without even raising their swords.
Fingel's eyes widened and he wanted to blurt out.
"No, these two juniors are both good people. Even if I fart in the dormitory, they will just smile and fan me, and considerately tell seniors to eat less soybean stewed pig's trotters." Just kidding, all fools know this about the minister This sentence is to doubt the instability of the dragon blood in their bodies.
I finally had two roommates, but I couldn't sell them out so easily.
He Fingel always considered himself to be a man who made small mistakes but never made big ones.
…………
Li Longyuan and Chu Zihang trotted side by side on the cobblestone path, surrounded by large green lawns and traditional European-style buildings. The white doves in the church in the distance were rising and falling in the white mist, which was quiet and peaceful.
Most of the students passing by were wearing dark green suits with silver edging on their collars, golden buttons on their cuffs, and the World Tree school emblem painted in silver thread on their chests.
Most of the boys' bottoms are black trousers, while the girls wear light green pleated skirts. There are handsome men and beautiful women, like aristocratic elites who have stepped out of comics.
"Find somewhere to have some breakfast."
Li Longyuan now moved his body slightly, and the cold boy beside him nodded.
The two walked into the cafeteria of Kassel College. It was said to be a cafeteria, but the interior decoration was closer to that of a Michelin restaurant.
The golden ceiling light shines on the ceiling with spreading black lines, looking like a star curtain on the dome. Rows of white oak tables sit neatly on the polished marble floor.
Students wearing exquisite school uniforms only need to sit at the table and press the small bell, and a waiter in white will be summoned.
"Let's have a piece of French baked scallops, a piece of pan-fried foie gras, and two glasses of Carmona red wine." Li Yongyuan took a casual look at the dazzling menu and said to the waiter next to him who was responsible for taking notes.
Mr. Li is not particular about food, but he has developed some taste over time.
"I don't know what senior brother likes to eat, so just order whatever you want." The handsome boy turned his head and smiled at the cold senior brother beside him.
"What situation are we in now? Apart from a student magnetic card ticket for taking the train, we don't even have school uniforms."
Soon, the waiters in white came forward politely, carrying silver plates, and carefully placed the knives, forks and folded cloths.
The boy took a mouthful of foie gras and a mouthful of red wine. While eating happily, he did not forget to complain about the college's saucy practices, which made the two of them reluctant to fly thousands of miles and ignore them. There was a hint of regret in his tone.
"I don't know, just wait and see what happens."
Opening the plate, the golden-brown scallops are juicy and fragrant. But in the eyes of Brother Lengmian, haha, it’s just food.
An abrupt beep came from the loudspeaker placed in the corner of the black ceiling, and the alarm sound was rapid and sharp.
"Brother, changes have come."
Li Yongyuan put the last bit of foie gras into his mouth and said with interest.
The two of them sat still. The elite students who had just been sitting in the restaurant eating elegantly filed out from beside them in an instant, holding various cold weapons hidden under the long desk in their hands. The most slender ones Sabres, the sharp arc shows that they have been sharpened and extremely dangerous.
The girls even lifted up their pleated skirts and took out Colt revolvers or PPK pistols tied to their smooth thighs.
That's right, it's the small automatic pistol commonly used by James Bond in the "007" series of movies.
"cool!"
Li Longyuan found that he liked this college more and more. Here he could release his nature to a great extent. The most important thing is that this is not a country, so you don’t have to worry about so many rules.
If it had been the last time he was speeding while riding a motorcycle abroad, Li Yongyuan would have ensured that the foreign police would not even be able to see the tail flames of his Ecosse ES1 Spirit.
"Senior brother, have you taken Murasame with you?"
The handsome man looked at the face-paralyzed senior brother across from him with burning eyes, eager to try, fully expecting that he could also assemble the Japanese demon sword made of jade steel from somewhere.
"No." Chu Zihang replied coldly. Who comes out for a morning jog to bring weapons?
"Then there's nothing you can do, just attack with your bare hands!"
The handsome young man almost jumped up from the table to show his inner excitement at this moment. Before Chu Zihang could respond, he ran out alone and blended into the crowd. He hasn't even figured out what's going on yet. Neuropathy.
The cold boy calmly finished eating the last baked scallop and stood up as well. The bright golden sunlight shone in slantingly, making people feel trance-like.
When he came back to his senses, Chu Zihang's figure had disappeared.
