Mo Qiuran was about to continue chewing on the tasteless pig's trotters when he realized something was wrong, because someone was looking at him.
If it's just one or two, that's it. After all, Mo Qiuran wouldn't notice it. Normally, he's just an ordinary person, but when this happens to most people in the cafeteria... A normal person can find it.
"This situation reminds me of Journey to the West. Now we seem to have become two Tang monks... I am in the golden cicada state, and you are in the golden cicada reincarnation state." Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang said.
"Why is this happening?" Chu Zihang also noticed the sudden concentration of gazes, but he still looked calm... gnawing on the pig's trotters.
I have to say that Kassel Academy is really good at stewed pig's trotters, and the taste is still good.
"Look carefully, they are all playing with their mobile phones or computers... Wait, are you serious about playing on computers in the cafeteria? Is this guy just showing off?" Mo Qiuran started to analyze rationally after making a few remarks, "In short, Most normal people would like to check some news or do something else while eating, but the most active place among the students of Cassel College is..."
"Night Watch Forum?" Chu Zihang said.
"Yes, the Night Watch Forum," Mo Qiuran nodded, "There were already a lot of eyes wandering around us, but suddenly there were so many more. It was obviously because they saw something about us while they were browsing the posts. News, and it has to be very shocking news.”
"Achievements." Chu Zihang understood instantly.
"Yes, the thing that can attract so many people's attention in an instant is our 3e test results, a and s, needless to say, s. If it is an a, there are only about thirty people in the whole school," Mo Qiuran pushed the bridge of his nose and said The non-existent glasses and the inexplicable BGM seemed to be igniting in his ears, "So, there is only one truth!"
"Hey, juniors, you are here!"
A flattering voice sounded from one side. Fingel placed the plate filled with pig's trotters and sauerkraut across from the two of them. After sitting down, he breathed a sigh of relief and eagerly picked up a pig's trotter and stuffed it into his mouth. He took a big bite out of it and looked like he had been hungry for several days.
Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang stared at him silently.
"...Gah?" Fingel, who sensed something was wrong, wanted to speak, but because his mouth was full of meat, he only made a strange sound, which sounded like a duck quacking.
"Another obvious feature is that the real culprit usually returns to the victim," Mo Qiuran sneered, "Senior, let's recruit him! If he is recruited realistically, he may be able to get leniency!"
"Gulu..." Fingel tried hard to swallow the meat in his mouth, "Junior, what are you talking about, who is the real murderer? You need evidence to speak!"
"That's just right. It seems it's time to register an account on the Night Watch Forum and renegotiate our profit distribution issue..." Mo Qiuran said slowly.
"I was wrong, junior!" Fingel surrendered instantly.
"So the reason why so many people suddenly started to look at us is because, senior, you posted our 3e exam results on the forum?" Mo Qiuran squinted at him.
"Junior, you are really good at predicting things! It's true. Now that paid post has been downloaded like crazy! This wave of making money is huge again!" Fingel danced his two thick eyebrows, " News is time-sensitive, junior. The school will announce the news sooner or later anyway, why not let the senior announce it in advance, so you can make a lot of money, right? Senior, my business acumen is top-notch!"
"That's right." Mo Qiuran nodded, "But do you have to help deal with the next trouble?"
"What's the trouble?" Fingel pretended to be dumbfounded.
"It's the trouble that's coming right now." Mo Qiuran said.
When Mo Qiuran said this, two students in school uniforms had just walked into the cafeteria. One had an expressionless face as calm as a monk, and the other had a formulaic smile. Mo Qiuran was very sure that they represented trouble. Because they paused at the door for half a second, then their eyes stopped on Mo Qiuran's side, and then they started walking over directly.
"This looks like people from the Lionheart Club and the Student Union, the two largest social organizations in the school. I have the impression that the person from the Student Union is the Minister of Foreign Affairs... Yes, you heard it right, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." Fingel held up Zhuti glanced over there and then turned to Mo Qiuran and raised his eyebrows and said, "In view of the paid post I just used to spend data on my mobile phone to post on the Night Watch Forum... They should be here to invite you and Chu Junior Zihang joined them!"
"Thank you, senior, for saying such a lot of useless things... So do you have any good suggestions? Introduction to these two clubs or recommendations for other better clubs." Mo Qiuran asked.
"Of course, you can ask me anything you want to know in this school!" Fingel said proudly, "The Lion Heart Club is like a group of ascetic monks. There are many rules and it is very troublesome. In their eyes, they should be more It focuses on practice rather than enjoyment, so there are basically kendo clubs, fighting clubs, enlightenment clubs, etc., while the student union... has more entertainment activities, social parties and social dances are often held, music clubs, radio clubs, etc. Equestrian clubs, archery clubs and the like abound... What’s more, their chairman is Emperor Gattuso now, and he means there’s no shortage of money!”
"That's the difference between Spartans and Romans." Mo Qiuran concluded.
"That's right, junior, your metaphor is really lifelike!" Fingel raised his oily thumb, because just now he was grabbing the pig's trotters and chewing them.
"That's not how this idiom is used..." Mo Qiuran said.
"That's not important. In short, these two clubs are the largest clubs in the school. The others... are basically nothing worth joining. Or junior, you can also consider joining our news club?" Fingel winked, " Our news agency is full of young talents like my senior!"
"If that's the case, then there's no need to think about it. I'm more worried that I won't fit in with young talents like you, senior." Mo Qiuran declined politely. People who are close to red will be red and those who are close to ink will be black. You must be careful!
As they spoke, the two people with obvious differences had already come to Mo Qiuran's side. They sat opposite each other in the seats next to each other. Their competitive attitude was evident from the beginning. They did not directly confront Mo Qiuran or Chu Zihang. The person who spoke and communicated probably felt that interrupting during the meal was not a wise decision, but waiting was a sincere attitude.
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