On the fifth day of the ship, the poor and the rich were even more-for-tat. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The rich man thought, "Why can these poor ghosts in the countryside sit with us? This is an insult!"

The poor man thought, "Everyone is an apprentice wizard, why do you have to complain all day long and look down on us!"

As I thought, how can I get along well if I have different worldviews?

Like us poor children, as far as I can see, we grew up in college: raising livestock, farming, watching the weather, digging wild vegetables, catching game, picking herbs, watching the season, weaving bamboo products, and all kinds of precautions for farming and raising livestock.

And those nobles and wealthy people all learned: etiquette, language, philosophy, aristocratic etiquette, mathematics, swordsmanship, family swordsmanship, horseback riding, archery, military swordsmanship, and a lot of family common sense that must be understood as an heir, as well as dealing with the relationship with the surrounding people of the same class.

If you learn differently, how can your worldview be the same?

If you can get together, there will really be a ghost.

Anyway, today is the third day I got the meditation method, I feel a little better than the previous two days, at least I remember it more clearly than the previous two days, when I went up to the cafeteria, I met two noble children, they kept looking at me, with undisguised disgust and contempt in their eyes, and covered their noses with their hands, as if I was something dirty, this is really...

They don't take us seriously at all, and those slightly insulting gestures are also infuriating, and these actions must be difficult to tolerate in the eyes of other children who have not yet grown up and whose notion of "aristocratic supremacy" has not yet been ingrained.

I'm not going to get angry with a little kid, that would degrade my personality.

Wait for two more days, these people will be completely hugged, and the children who feel that something is wrong will also hug together, and the conflict between the two groups will break out, so there is no need to endure it.

Most of the good things brought by a young body, for example, I can use my current body to fight three at a time, and I don't have to worry about others really bullying me and not fighting back, and so on.

I still have that patience.

The seats in the cafeteria have been fixed, we sit in a pile, they sit in a pile.

I took a piece of round bread for breakfast, the texture is similar to that of black bread, but there is a lot less sand, and I can gnaw it directly, I walked through the aisle and passed a mirror, and unconsciously glanced at it. . . It's not that I'm stinky, it's just that I haven't used a mirror for a long time, and looking at the faces in the mirror that are completely different from my previous life, I always have a weird feeling.

In the mirror, it is a child who has not grown up, with pure black hair and pupils, the length of the hair is about five centimeters, I feel very hard to the touch, the face looks like a European and American race, compared to the Oriental race with sunken eye sockets, a high nose bridge with racial characteristics, a slightly angular face, although it has not grown up, but it is already certain that he is a handsome guy, there is a sense of indifference in his eyes, in the words of others, "Obviously a child, but his eyes are like an old man, and the whole person seems to be seen through." "It doesn't have any cuteness on my whole face, which makes me a little happy.

At least no one would say that I was cute, although I knew that my body was only eleven years old, but this statement sounded more like scolding me to me.

It doesn't matter to me what I look like, and I'm not a pervert who can even do it with a little girl.

Sitting in the seat, Paxson looked unhappy, "Yo, what's wrong, your expression is very strange now." "Not those bastards yet!" he clenched his fists, "scolding me to my face! If he hadn't been able to beat him with a sword in his hand, I'd have punched him in the face!"

The contradictions have intensified, and the impact can already be seen.

"Just ignore them, just treat them as barking dogs. "I just can't bear it, I'm angry. "He's too impulsive.

"If you do this, people will look down on you even more, and they will call you rude and brutal. "What then? is that all?" he slammed the table hard, shaking out the water in the cup in front of him, "Everyone is a wizard apprentice, why should you look down on us!"

"They didn't take us seriously in the first place, and you say, what did you learn in the village elementary school?" I need to calm him down, "literacy and arithmetic. "What else?" "No. "That's why they look down on us.

"I ask you, 18,-,4,+,26,=?" After hearing the question, he began to count with his fingers, until he was sweating profusely, and finally he was convinced, "I can't count, my fingers are not enough." "What else can I say?" I could only sigh, "The answer is forty." "How do you know?" "It's just a trick. ”

At this point, I pointed to the rich guys, "I can tell you, those guys, all know how to do this." Then I spread my hand and patted him on the shoulder, "They have learned more than us, have seen more than us, and they have more knowledge than us, so they look down on us, and all you have to do is ... ”

Speaking of this, I paused slightly, "After entering the school, I studied magic hard, and I learned better than all of them." ”

Seeing that his expression finally calmed down, Paxson swung his fist hard, "At that time, I will definitely punch him in the face!"

"What the hell do you do?" There were other people at the table, for example, the girl who asked the question, who was from the same village as Paxson, was a familiar face, but I didn't know her name, and I wasn't interested in knowing.

"This method requires long-term training, you can't learn it yet, and ... Smile and try to be kind, "It's because I can't, that's why I have to learn." "Oh... I must study hard and not let them look down on us again!"

In the past few days, she has heard all the conversations I have had with him at the dinner table, and occasionally expressed her opinions.

Looking at the nobles again, several of the children noticed my gaze and cast contemptuous glances at me.

It's not a good thing to look at people through nostrils, if you offend people like this, you will be beaten when you go out in the future, why don't you know?

It's coming, it's coming, both sides look down on each other, and the wizards don't have any intention of stopping it, so they're about to start huddling, and if this group stabilizes, it will be maintained when it comes to school, right?

Or is this the wizard's will to put the two parties in a competitive position, giving the children pressure and motivation to learn?

It looks like they're going to do it, but yes, there's pressure, so there's motivation.

Like Paxson, he vowed to study hard to become better than the aristocratic kids.

Noble children, in order to maintain their pride, will not tolerate being surpassed by mud legs.

It's coming, it's about to start.