The old vice-chancellor suddenly turned back, straightened his waist and stretched his neck (though it didn't make him much taller), and looked behind him at the large bronze bell at the top of the tower of the castle's nave, which rang melodiously and elegantly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Damn the intruder, I haven't started assigning classes until noon (twelve o'clock), and I haven't eaten yet!" The old man of the vice principal turned blue and cursed.

Then he found that the students below were looking at him curiously, and then he felt speechless, and shouted loudly with a black face: "Look at it! It's none of your business, you start drawing lots now, and the slip of paper says which class you will be assigned to, and of course the welfare level is the same. ”

The students were frightened by the loud shouts of the vice principal, and suddenly they all became good babies.

Alaska was ready to draw lots, who expected that Hei Yu looked like he was smiling and having a good look, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

"That...... None of you has brought food, but your headmaster hasn't eaten yet! The old man Tian was shameless, his eyes were firmly fixed on the lunch boxes of several children, and his stomach was still rumbling and screaming.

Several boys and girls were frightened, and between the threat of the old man's identity as the principal, they immediately brought their own boxed lunches.

"Ahh.......h It's stupid, but it's cute. You can't come yet, stupid! The vice principal shouted vaguely at Alaska, the little boy was full of black lines, and he was dumbfounded, you are here to be funny.

Black Feather chuckled, and did it all over again, the vice principal's words didn't change at all.

Alaska, Ports, and Black Feather had to go over and blend in with the crowd.

"We want to give credit to the last three children, and by the way, the children who gave me food. They know unity and love, and that's exactly what Urshiri needs. The vice-principal became serious, and although he was still eating a boxed lunch, his funny face suddenly became unsmiling.

"I hope you'll remember that the next time you go to school, I'm going to see you in a new way, and remember that no matter what class you're in, you have to understand that these are your peers, your classmates for seven years." The old man of the vice-principal did not know where to take out a wand, and he shook it gently, and in an instant, hundreds of flying and swaying balls of paper appeared in the air—all over the sky, like headless flies.

"Now please reach out your hand and grab the paper ball in mid-air. We have reason to believe that your companions will be in the same class as you because of fate, and everything is fate. The old man chattered, Alaska didn't know if every old man was like this, but the old man he met was indeed chattering.

The little boy raised his head and glanced at the black feather, what he cared about was fate, now let's see if Plato's prediction is accurate.

With a mischievous smile on the corner of her mouth, Alaska glanced at Black Feather defiantly, making Black Feather's head shake like a rattle, and she was afraid of the challenge of the gods.

Of course, Alaska was Plato.

He used his divine power to penetrate the essence of things, and the mysteries of the world appeared in front of him, and he could naturally see through the mysteries of the paper ball. Then he just moved slightly, and the breeze blew, allowing Black Feather to get a note engraved with the number 23.

"Potz take that." Alaska pointed to the paper ball in the sky, and the blonde boy who was at a loss and hesitated instantly obediently went to get the paper ball.

The little boy smiled confidently, "As long as I get the same number as Puts, Black Feather is naturally different from us, I'm sorry for Sister Black Feather." ’

"Ahh Potz was probably in a hurry, didn't pay attention to his feet, and actually tripped over.

The paper ball at hand flew out of the distance at once, and then was picked up by a girl.

Alaska was stunned, sighed helplessly, and re-selected a ball of paper, he spread out the paper ball in his palm, and the number on it was -

23

'Ascending to the throne of God at a young age is indeed a great man in the world. Why do you pick up sesame seeds and throw watermelons like mortals! ’

Sooner or later, the Deity will know this future fact, and if I tell the Deity this established fact now, it will only add to the six root afflictions. As for who I am? 'Does the bald head really mean the identity of the blood clan?'

'Alaska, that girl... I mean, she has a great marriage to you. ’

Plato! What an ancient power, it actually made me marry a ten-year-old wild girl!