Ye Ye Magic Martial Arts Exchange Research Institute.
The full name of Ye Ye College.
This name of the hospital, which was originally proposed by the saint himself, has become less and less popular in the world. In fact, most of the time, everyone would call it college with a look of awe.
Ye Ye College is an example of how one city can fight against an empire. Therefore, many people evaluate it as the fourth pole of the world that is independent of the three major empires. Although this fourth pole is nominally within the territory of the Lanye Empire and recognizes the leadership of the Lanye Empire, the power of the empire is not within the realm of the Lanye Empire. The city action is fictional.
In other words, the big shots in Lanlan City are surprisingly patient and tolerant of this adjacent island on the lake.
As a result, in this ice and snow city, all the noble positions are in vain. All rules are formulated by Ye Ye Academy.
Thankfully, these rules are fair.
Ye Ye College, by Broken Star Lake.
Ge Sheng held his forehead, with a dying expression on his face.
The boy was sitting on a green wood armchair. This kind of wood still has amazing vitality after being felled and cut. It can form a thin layer of green resin without the need for paint. It can be said to be the best wood for making furniture, so that A mentor from Ainlu enthusiastically helped her cut branches of several green trees in the forest and gave them to her as gifts.
It was very comfortable, but Ge Sheng's anxiety was far from being eliminated by this very comfortable chair.
There was a blank notebook in front of him, and all he had to do was fill it in.
His arcane homework was enthusiastically assigned by teacher Qiqi and arcane instructor Lan Yaxin.
In order to tap into the remaining value of his twin physique of water and fire, Lan Yaxin fully embodies the fanaticism of a scholar, so she assigned him additional homework - on the difference between water and fire spellcasting.
"Hey." A clear girl's voice whispered in his ear. Ye Qing stretched out his hand and put down a celadon plate in front of Ge Sheng, with three small egg yolk cakes on it. "your."
Her Royal Highness the Princess said the distribution was reasonable.
"Ah." Ge Sheng agreed softly, staring intently, and then suddenly his forehead was touched by a finger.
The girl's fingers were cold and smooth, and because her nails were well trimmed, they didn't feel hard or sharp.
Although it is not a good experience to be directly tapped on the forehead by a girl, the girl in front of him is not a different girl after all. Ye Qing shook his long aqua hair and spoke briskly and decisively in front of Ge Sheng.
"Hey!" Ye Qing looked at the notebook in front of him: "It's been an hour and I've only written half a page. Who are you fooling?"
The sister nodded her brother's forehead without the slightest embarrassment. She was naturally domineering but not annoying: "The purpose of the existence of the Late Summer Friends Club is not for you to hang around in a daze."
"Why don't you come and give it a try, Xiaojiu?" Ge Sheng rubbed his eyes, "Teacher Lan is deliberately trying to make things difficult for others. What can I do?"
"The fusion of water and fire physiques is very rare to begin with, and there is very little information available for review. Teacher Lan also limited the length of the excerpt, and the 4,000-word real money and silver material was written at will."
Zhou Yan listened to the two people talking and put down the steaming teacup in his hand. In the early autumn, the weather was slightly cooler. There was nothing that made people feel warmer than holding hot tea in their hands, especially this cup of tea. When His Highness the Third Prince cooked it himself.
But at this time, Senior Zhou Yan was willing to lean over, which was even more touching. He glanced at the title written by Ge Sheng on the eyebrow of the book, and couldn't help but patted his chest gently: "My dear, it's almost a magician." level thesis.”
As a senior senior and the paparazzi king of Fei Xin Gym, Senior Zhou Xuan’s title fully reflects the state of being with the teacher in a dark room: "Qiqi is really honest and polite."
Qiqi is naturally Lan Yaxin, and Feixin Gym has its own unique names for the three Evergreens on the Qunfang List.
Senior Sister Third Highness, ranked third. Since she had no name and no one knew her name, Third Highness gradually became her only title.
As for Qiqi, as I have said before, the genius girl Lan Yaxin ranks seventh in the list of celebrities, mainly to pay tribute to the seventh youngest girl mage in history. Qiqi's nickname is widely circulated among students privately.
As for the last person in the Three Evergreen Trees, Ge Sheng soon found out about it and lamented that he was well-deserved.
The second among the three evergreens, Archery Instructor Ai Enlu, as a mysterious elf archer, her beauty is a bit bullying compared to humans, so her private nickname is usually Ai'er Tutor.
"Two credits!" Ge Sheng wailed: "Teacher Lan said that if you do well."
"But you don't even know how to write, right?" Senior Zhou Yan, who struggled on the edge of dropping out of school every year, added insult to injury.
"Need help?" came a clear female voice, with proud confidence.
Ao Xuehua stuffed the egg yolk cake on the plate into his mouth in one gulp. I believe there will be a large number of idiots shouting at this moment that I am the egg yolk cake.
She gently moved her eyes away from the thick hardcover book in front of her. The large gilded characters of "History of the Lanye Empire" were shining brightly.
After all, she is a female top student who is also said to be a rare genius in a century. President Zanxue looked at her junior and subordinate with a faint look: "If you want to treat me to seafood, I can consider helping you, how about it, Carrot."
Carrots are good at destroying your aura.
Ge Sheng quietly complained in his heart that since the City of Eternal Night, this guy has always called himself after the plant radish.
"Is it possible that the president can write it?" Lan Che held the snow-white white cat Jie Ying in his arms. It is indeed the most precious mascot of the Late Summer Friends Club, so it naturally feels great in the hand.
The twin-tailed light mage turned his head and asked.
"In fact." Mo Xiaojing held the teacup and smiled like a smiling cat: "Crazy girl can be regarded as a fusion of water and fire."
"It's just." Sure enough, all the student council presidents are shady, and the turning talent is automatically maxed out: "It's just that the level is too low, and I have been embarrassed to show it."
"It's not that bad!" Ao Xuehua turned around, his black eyes like the edge of a sword: "Do you want to die, Xiao Jing?"
"Pfft!~" A purple-haired girl looked at the two singing in harmony and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I've always felt that the president and chairman are a good match."
Ao Xuehua's face turned slightly red.
"It's red." Ziquan smiled and smiled.
Ao Xuehua calmly pushed away the large gold-plated hardcover book in front of her, and the wind started blowing again.
After all, he is the president of Zangxue. Several presidents in white clothes stood behind Ziquan. Although the purple-haired one was a genius magic swordsman, the president was invincible in close combat. In just three rounds, Ziquan was defeated. Under the paw, he was fondled and teased by the president.
"Surrender!" Ziquan gasped repeatedly and raised his hands to call a truce.
When Ao Xuehua heard Zi Quan begging for mercy, he moved his claws away from the purple-haired girl's sides, hugged her from behind, and gently pressed her smooth chin against the back of Zi Quan's neck: "Little girl Zi Quan , be good, if you keep talking too much, I will never forgive you!"
Then Ao Xuehua raised his head, smiled brightly, and looked softly. He smiled softly at the boys who were almost stunned and said, "What are you looking at? Are you asking for a beating?"
Asking for a beating at this time is really asking for a beating.
Although, these two beautiful girls do look good when they are slimy in front of them. But if you dare to say that it looks good in front of the president, it doesn’t exist.
"Haha." There is probably only one person who dares to commit suicide at this time. Qi Xia's smile is clear, her professional demeanor is fully revealed, and the true meaning of reaching out to avoid hitting the smiling person is fully understood: "The reaction of the president is too intense. Alright."
Qi Xia peeled off the cocoon and guided her thinking: "Could it be that there is really something hidden in it? Can you tell us so that we can learn more about it?"
Saying this, the red-haired man raised his hands innocently.
Because Aoxuehua smiled and showed his fist.
It is fair and slender, with well-defined joints. It is definitely the fist of a beautiful girl, but it is also a hand holding a sword.
For Nanxia, a person who has actually endured it, it is indeed not as small and cute as it seems. Therefore, it is also part of professionalism to adapt to the situation: "President, don't be as knowledgeable as a niche, right?"
Everyone present laughed.
Ge Sheng looked at the corner of the wall. The young man with light golden hair looked up with an indifferent expression, then lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest.
He still doesn't like to talk. No matter how lively others are having fun, this member who was dragged in by Ye Qingqiang will always look calm and aloof.
But the loose mage robe was still like the night, and His Highness the Third Highness's fiery short hair was like solidified flames.
She had just made a cup of tea for everyone, but she was still like a decoration when she was quiet. The girl with red eyes sat in the corner of the morning light, with a thick book spread out on her knees.
Ge Sheng read the cover, it was called "July 7th", a collection of essays.
In the Friends Club at the end of summer, nothing has changed today.
