"My father is crazy, he was very impressed with you, and always told me that that is the real maturity and stability, and I should make more friends like you. ”

Before Ray Peters could finish speaking, he could see Holden's gaze creeping down on Brutus, and he followed suit.

Brutus, who was in the spotlight, pointed to his nose for some reason, "What's wrong with me?" and seemed completely unaware that he had become the object of Mr. Froude's secret complaints.

Holden and Ray Peters both looked back and said in unison, "It's okay. ”

Robben noticed Brutus' inquiring gaze, ignored it, and continued to read.

Thunder Peters' complaints are still unfinished, recounting what has happened in the past two days.

Obviously, the night of the back-to-school prom changed many, many things.

For Sekpe Academy, they voted for the prom king and prom queen, and countless freshmen experienced a grand and gorgeous prom.

For bystanders who have experienced homicide firsthand, they have experienced the killing and death that are so close at hand, and the smell of blood is already imprinted in their minds.

And for more people, they witnessed the demeanor of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, and witnessed the appearance of Holden, His Royal Highness the Third Prince and Mr. Froude were full of praise for this young man, and then the rumors about the previous security team also surged, and it became a hot topic for a while.

Hoden first experienced it once near the docks in the 10th Precinct, and then once in front of Ray Peters in the library, but it was still not real.

“...... I can already foresee the miserable life for the next period of time. My father asked me to do everything with you, and then I asked me to communicate with you, learn from each other, and make progress.

Thunder Peters leaned back in his chair with a helpless face, his arms drooping stiffly, unable to break free even when he was depressed.

If it had been before, Thunder's anger and impulsiveness would have caused controversy, but today, Thunderers' complaints and complaints reveal a sincerity—

It is precisely because he truly regards Hoden as a friend that he is so honest and so straightforward.

Holden also said seriously, "It's better to have a casual meal today, and the boat of friendship will be overturned like this." ”

"......" Ray Peters looked at Hodden speechlessly: Is this friendship boat a canoe?

Robben's voice came silently from the side, "Your focus is on eating, right?"

"Correct answer!" Hodden did not deny it, and admitted it as a matter of course, and Ray Peters looked at his friend Brutus speechlessly, with black lines on his head:

Don't you say something?

"He's thinking about spring, and he doesn't have time to pay attention to our winter." ”

Thunder Peters' eyes paused, and after thinking carefully, he didn't understand what it meant, but he didn't care, and then he "abandoned" Brutus, crossed the desk with his upper body, and faced Hoden opposite, and said in a low voice:

"Regarding the banquet, I have some more information. ”

Holden recalled yesterday's incident, his eyebrows frowned slightly, "Ray, you don't need to help, this matter is ......"

Thunderpeters didn't think much about it and waved his hand, "It's okay, it's just a gesture." He thought Hoden was just being polite, and then went on to state his findings.

"I inquired, this banquet is held once a month, and this frequency is really too high. Thunder Peters mysteriously threw out a thread, as if waiting for Hoden to respond, guessing what was wrong and what secret he had discovered.

Hoden didn't want to answer, he didn't want to listen, because he knew that if it started, then Thunder Peters would be involved, and Brutus would probably not be able to stay out of it, he was an outsider, and Robben was a victim with no way out, but Thunderpets and Brutus were not.

But watching Thunder Peters' eager eyes shine brightly, the words of rejection that came to his lips were not immediately spoken.

Then Ray Peters couldn't wait to reveal the answer himself, "Do you know how long a waiter needs to be trained for a real aristocratic banquet?"

Hodden was slightly stunned, he really didn't know.

"How long?" Robben's voice came from his ears, with some urgency.

"At least three years. Of course, now that the new aristocracy is in full swing, there are many nouveau riche banquets, and there are not a few waiters who have only been trained for one year or even six months. "Ray Peters did not hide his contempt and rejection—

Although he himself suffered from those ceremonial shackles, the aristocratic education he received from childhood was a lingering imprint, and he also had his own dignity and pride to protect.

"For we do not trust outsiders casually, and even the butler and coachman are hereditary, and we are accustomed to accepting servants who have followed us from generation to generation, and the waiter must be chosen by means of a letter of introduction. ”

Ray Peters explained further, and then the conversation shifted.

"However, this high-class banquet has been renewed every time it is held, and the training time is only one month, which is unimaginable, even if Mr. Harford is a businessman, this is a low-level mistake, and he should not have made such a mistake. In particular, the group that attended the banquet was the upper class who had seen countless worlds. ”

"It doesn't make sense! There's definitely something wrong with that. ”

Hodden opened his mouth to try to stop Thunder Peters, who he didn't want to sink deeper into.

But Ray Peters was so immersed in his emotions that he couldn't detect Howlen's anomaly and gushed on, "My original thought was, maybe, this is a hedonic party, you know, the things that can't be spoken, but herein lies the problem, most of the waiters are male, and even if it's a party for special preferences, it can't be so narrow, and the options need to be as many as possible to attract more people." ”

"Ray!" Holden shouted to stop Ray Peters.

"So, I denied the possibility of a hedonistic party, and then I guessed......"

"Ray!" Horden raised his voice again to stop Thunder Peters, and seeing that Thunder Peters was still talking endlessly, he had to snap his fingers, and a slight thunderclap exploded in Thunder Peters' ears with unmistakable accuracy, forcibly cutting off Thunder Peters' words.

Ray Peters looked at Howlen for some reason, "What's wrong?"

"You have to stop. Hodden said, "I mean, now. You have to stop it all. This is my matter with Robben, you shouldn't meddle, you should stop meddling now, stop interfering in our affairs, you should know that this is a very rude move. "Diagram of the Great Dao of the Heavens