198 The conspiracy begins

"It's finally over. ”

Alan turned his face away, rubbed his smiling face that was a little stiff, and whispered to Blanche next to him.

Although there is no substantive negotiation content for a week-long negotiation, it is really tiring to keep a smile on his face, and Alan would rather go to the library for a week than to negotiate with a smile on his face all the time...

"Can't agree more, after tonight's dinner, we have three days to wait for the rest of the school to come, maybe we'll be able to attend then" Blanche's tone was a little complaining, but it didn't lose a sense of relief, but it was directly stuck at the end.

After a period of silence, in Allen's surprised eyes, Blanche added the words later: "Okay, I'll admit defeat directly when I meet you, and don't make a move on me!"

。。。

If you want to compete, you can compete, what does this look of discussion with me mean?

Also, what happened to this sudden pause? Am I the one who saw my classmate upset and beat him up?

The corners of Allen's mouth were crooked weakly, and in the end he didn't say anything superfluous, except for a reassuring sentence that there was no problem, he didn't know what to say, isn't it that the first, second, and third grades have all been beaten, and they are all in the sixth grade.

However, Alan obviously can't say this, after all, he hasn't suffered a loss after so many years of fighting, so no one has fought him in the future, and the group is gone...

With a helpless look, Alan and the other three prefects returned to the resting place, and finally were able to completely let go of all restraints and relax completely.

"Finally, I'm alive," Blanche slumped on the sofa, looking at Alan and them, his tone full of complaints, "I don't want to go to the banquet at all, the translation task makes me feel a little more tired than the OLS exam, and I remember that I have to do a few of you translators at the dinner party...... Merlin, help me!"

"It's not that complicated, I don't even need your help, it's a banquet like this, appearance and bloodline are the most important things," Slytherin's prefect Angus said rather calmly, and then watched Alan swallow the rest of the words and replace them with a slightly marginal topic.

"Well, remember the gentleman, I'll teach you a few words that are commonly used at banquets, Blanche of the province has been calling, and if you have a rough grasp, even if he doesn't help, you can enjoy this banquet happily. ”

"So, what do you say about a polite refusal?"

Alan, who was secretly enjoying fruit in the corner, pondered hard, and after not remembering how to refuse decently for a long time, he finally determined one thing, and Angus didn't teach them how to refuse the invitation at all...

I just think today's fruit is quite fresh!!

Alan, who had a curse on Angus's classmates in his heart, had a polite but distant smile on his face, and the girl on the other side saw my discordant smile, everyone is not familiar with it, can you let me eat a good fruit!!

However, the other party didn't understand Allen's meaning at all, and after a series of Allen understood two percent of the words, the other party simply watched Alan eat the last fruit with a smile, and then pulled Alan to dance very happily. . .