Eyes from all directions, mixed with various emotions, Gan Tian can certainly feel it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info but he didn't feel it anymore, or to put it more exaggeratedly, he enjoyed it.

Once he tried to live in reality, but when he realized that it was not reality at all, he had no fear. As long as he thinks there is nothing wrong, he dares to do it now, even if the vast majority of people think it is embarrassing, think it is bad, and even think it is bad. So what, only now did he understand how foolish it was to restrain himself for the sake of a group of people he didn't care about at all.

Deeper, he has stood on a higher ground, so that when others laugh at him for being too crazy, he can laugh at others for not being able to see through it.

Looking at the happy young patriarch beside him, all Mo Xiaotong could do was keep telling himself in his heart, this is all fake, this is all fake, how can the young patriarch be such a superficial person?

I came all the way to the building of the Ministry of Social Affairs and Education.

As the most influential club department in the Open Summer Palace, the office of the Ministry of Social Education is naturally grand enough to be worthy of its status.

"Cut, they're going to enjoy ......"

In front of Gan Tian, who was grunting, was a whole Western-style house, with a pointed dome, extravagant wrought iron, and demonic elements from the dilapidated period. The overall yellow wall tiles are clean and comfortable, and they are in the shape of a tower, which looks like a floor higher than those ordinary school buildings.

On the empty mahogany gate, a plaque of some age has three large golden characters written on it, Red Guard Hall. After pushing the door in, the first thing that catches your eye is the propaganda wall of the Ministry of Social Education, including a series of information such as badges and honors.

Gan Tian swept it slightly, and the most intuitive impression was that when I went, the Ministry of Social Education deserved to be the Ministry of Social Education.

The Red Guard Pavilion has a unique position in country H, so it has not been able to hang the signboard of the Ministry of Social Education outside, and naturally it cannot be expanded accordingly. Speaking of which, the Red Guard Pavilion is in the Kongmingyuan, which is probably the smallest building, but its status is unshakable.

It is a great honor for the Ministry of Social Education to be able to settle here.

Turning a corner, passing by a few young men and women with colored glasses, Gan Tian and Mo Xiaotong entered the interior of the Red Guard Pavilion unimpeded. There are only three floors in the Red Guard Pavilion, and each floor is about five meters high, and it is full of an ancient atmosphere, which makes people involuntarily feel a natural call, and their mood becomes calm.

Facing you is a two-thirds hall that runs through three floors and is backed by a large window. Sunlight shines through the windows made of different blocks of glass, leaving a warm glow on the floor, shining on everyone who enters the hall. Near the window is a pulpit with silver leaves with strong religious connotations, and statues of unknown gods.

Dozens of huge crystal lanterns hung in the air, and at this time they were not yet lit, so they would not be monotonous colors. A dance floor, covered with a red carpet, sits opposite the podium, and there are various platforms to match the stage, but there are no corresponding equipment and people on it, which seems to be a little empty. Around this dance floor, tables are scattered like stars.

At this time, many students sat opposite each other, sipping drinks, talking and laughing, and Gan Tian guessed that they were talking about life.

Seeing Gan Tian and them come in, only a few people cast curious glances, and many more people didn't pay attention. Gan Tian quickly scanned the crowd and didn't find Hojo Reika's figure, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed in his heart.

"Although it is the end of class now, she may not come back. Mo Xiaotong smiled and explained to Gan Tian.

"Is that really a pity?" Gan Tian spread his hands helplessly and shrugged his shoulders.

At this moment, a man with glasses and a fairly handsome face walked up, and after saluting them first, he asked Mo Xiaotong: "Is this your friend? I don't think I have seen it before?" His tone was very familiar, obviously he and Mo Xiaotong were acquaintances.

Mo Xiaotong nodded, pointed at him and said to Gan Tian, "This is my classmate, Yan Hongwei." Then she introduced Gan Tian to him, and finally she added, "Gan Tian is a very important person to me, and this time I am here to help him join the Ministry of Social Education." ”

'Very important people...... This little girl's adaptability is not bad. After affirming Mo Xiaotong's approach in his heart, Gan Tian on the surface grinned and said proudly: "That's it, please take care of me in the future." ”

The admission process of the Ministry of Social Education is very simple, as long as someone recommends it, then reviews it, and you can join if you pass it. The person in charge of the audit is determined at random, and sometimes it is adjusted according to the minister's wishes. In general, for a person of Gan Tian's status, it will not be a difficult thing to enter the ministry.

"You're here to join the ministry, it's a pity that the minister isn't here now. Yan Hongwei frowned, looking up and down at the disheveled Gan Tian, and his brows suddenly wrinkled deeper. His status in the Ministry of Social Education is much higher than Mo Xiaotong, and he is definitely one of the best in terms of qualifications, and it was he who recommended Mo Xiaotong to join the Ministry of Social Education.

"Is there any problem?" Mo Xiaotong asked.

Yan Hongwei frowned and said: "It's not that difficult to enter the ministry, but you see him like this, by the way, he ...... He...... What's his name?"

Mo Xiaotong's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was about to open his mouth to explain, when a voice rang out coldly, "His name is Gan Tian." Right. You can't even remember a person's name, you're really incompetent, Yan Hongwei. ”

Yan Hongwei's face changed, and he turned his head a little stiffly, and followed the prestige with Gan Tian and them.

I saw that at the staircase that led to the second floor, Hojo Reika, dressed in a student uniform, was walking down in the company of her two attendants. In the silence of the people, they had already gone downstairs and came to them.

Yan Hongwei showed displeasure on his face, but he still greeted Hojo Lihua respectfully like Mo Xiaotong.

However, just as Gan Tian was indifferent to their greetings, Hojo Reika was also indifferent to their greetings, leaving behind the two attendants and quickly taking a few steps to approach Gan Tian and stare at his face.

Gan Tian was stunned for a moment, and looked at him without showing weakness, thinking that he had taken out the strongest momentum.

And when the two of them looked at each other, many people around were attracted by what was happening here. Some people lived as if they had seen ghosts, and the minister with a majesty in their eyes had never looked at someone so seriously.

The two followers who had been following Reika Hojo were already gritting their teeth at the moment. Mo Xiaotong originally looked at Gan Tian worriedly, but at this time, he was pulled aside by Yan Hongwei and asked about the matter.

The affairs of the Gan family naturally can't be said, Mo Xiaotong's only choice is prevarication, and how could Yan Hongwei not hear the taste of prevarication. Their relationship could have been very close, but at this time, there was a gap because of Gan Tian's arrival.

"Tell me the truth, what is your relationship with him. Yan Hongwei smiled bitterly, "Don't care about my feelings, I can bear it." ”

Mo Xiaotong bit her lips lightly, "What I can tell you, I have already told you." ”

"Okay, good, good-" Yan Hongwei, who spit out three good words in a row, turned his face in the next second and left here quickly. He didn't want Mo Xiaotong to see that his gloomy look was like a cloud in February, rolling with frustration, roaring in his heart, and looking like a lost dog.