Ray Peters revealed his fragility and dazedness as never before, all his masks and armor completely destroyed, his panic, his fear, his nervousness, all on display.

But no one laughed at Ray Peters.

Brutus, who knew his friend from childhood, took a step forward, his eyes fixed on Rypeters, and shouted in earnest as never before, "La Tuvada!"

Such a simple slogan, but as if endowed with spiritual energy, the hidden energy in it just bloomed little by little, and poured into Thunderpeters's mind.

Robben also nodded affirmatively at Ray Peters, "La Tuwada." ”

Thunder Peters slowly raised his head and looked at the three friends in front of him.

Hoden took out the painting from behind his back and placed it on his chest, and then Robben also straightened the other painting, but saw Hoden show a big smile, "Don't say it now, but when?"

Ray Peters was a little stunned, and his gaze fell on Holden's eyes.

Hoden's eyes met Ray Peters' gaze bravely and calmly, "Ray La Tuwada!"

As if in the library, Thunderpeters was so determined and so brave, and he suppressed Holden's momentum with such a strong gesture, righteously expressed his position as friends, and firmly united the Kos community, which led to tonight's meeting.

Now, Thunder Peters needs to awaken that courage again!

Among the four major colleges of Sekpeth, the bravest, most resolute and most powerful is St. Diamond's College, and Ray Peters is the only St. Diamond among them, and this small detail says too much.

Really.

Raypeters bathed in Hoden's eyes, his eyes changed from panic to hesitation to determination, slowly calmed down, and then turned to face the door, standing in the original [Tian Lai fo] pondering for a moment, and could faintly feel that his spine straightened again, exuding a tenacity from the inside out.

With a light exhale, Thunder Peters placed his glass beside him and stepped away.

Standing in the doorway, across the hallway and hallway, Ray Peters looked at the small living room on the other side of the room, where Mr. Froude was busy.

The tall and resolute back was still indistinguishable from the memory, like the majestic Ballades Mountains, in front of his eyes, and he would always need to raise his chin and look up, leaning back as hard as he could, until his neck ached, and he could not see his look or expression.

Thunder Peters clenched his fists, then released them and clenched them again, "Sir!"

He shouted.

Mr. Froude stopped, and stood in the doorway, looking through the large space.

Thunderpeters' eyes grew more determined, "I don't want to retract my promise to entertain them tonight. Mr. ”

Mr. Froude frowned slightly, and then strode over, his erect figure like a wall, striking straight and head-on.

Thunderpeters was a little flustered, his eyes couldn't help lowering, he could clearly feel his father's footsteps approaching, and even the air was tense, but this time, he didn't flinch, even if he lowered his head and his eyes were dodging, his words continued unswervingly.

"I think it's rude. With that, Thunder Peters raised his head again and looked over bravely.

Then you could see that Mr. Froude opened his bloody mouth towards him like a dragon, and his eyes revealed a stern violence, and with his footsteps, his voice also sounded, "Who do you think you are? When did you think you were right?"

Although there seemed to be a series of rebukes that followed, Mr. Froude finally suppressed his emotions and expressed his anger word by word, "I'm sorry, what did you just say? ”

The more polite the tone, the stronger the emotion.

Ray Peters didn't back down, "Rude." Mr. I said, it's rude. ”

Mr. Froude could not believe his ears: when was it the turn of Ray Peters to accuse others of manners?

But Ray Peters continued, "It's rude, father. The boys are here to learn. ”

This was the first time Ray Peters addressed "Father" tonight.

But Mr. Froude was even more angry at the title, "And come and play billiards! And drink!" Do they think they can't see it?

Ray Peter nodded solemnly, "Yes, father, come over to play billiards too! Come over and drink!We're studying hard, you should know Blue, and Holden, we've done our homework seriously, and they're all my friends, not just classmates, and then it's the weekend, and I want them to be here with me." ”

Despite the mess, Ray Peters was brave enough to speak out, and he wasn't ready to stop.

"And I've promised them, I've made a promise. Thunder straightened his already straight spine slightly, and calmly met Mr. Froude's angry eyes, "Forgive my faux pas, but I hope to keep this promise." ”

As he spoke, Thunder's eyes reddened slightly:

Growing up, this was the first time he spoke in front of his father's eyes, and he was able to express his thoughts in full. He thought he would never be able to do it.

But now, no matter what the outcome is, he wants to stand in front of his father with dignity and be his true self.

Mr. Froude's jawline tightened slightly, but it continued for a moment, and then he relaxed again, raised his head, crossed Ray Peters' shoulder, and looked at the three friends in the distance—

Both Robben and Brutus were a bit reserved, but Hoden was an exception.

Holden smiled and nodded naturally to Mr. Froude in greetings, and his down-to-earth gesture was not embarrassed at all, and even a little comfortable, while maintaining the politeness and politeness of the guests.

Mr. Froude's gaze flickered slightly, but he did not reveal any emotion, nor did he respond to Hoden's greeting, and then he withdrew his gaze and looked at Thunder Peters again, and after a pause, his tone returned to a calm state, "Well, then." ”

With that, Mr. Froude turned and left.

There was no pause in the sound of the footsteps moving away, and Thunderpeters couldn't believe his ears, and froze in place, even taking a few steps back with some legs, almost forgetting to breathe.

Waiting for the three friends to rush over and whisper "La Tuval" in his ear, this called Ray Peters back from his shock, his eyes full of disbelief, "I did it, I really did it." ”

Brutus was the one who knew the Froude family best, and he knew most clearly what Thunder Peters' actions meant tonight, and he kept slapping Ray Peters on the back hard, "Ray, you're a hero!

Although the cheers were excited, they were afraid of alarming Mr. Froude, so they had to suppress their voices, convey their joy with their eyes, and then they filled their glasses, raised them in the air, and shouted in a low voice:

La Touval!