The entire second half of the class was immersed in a depressing atmosphere, and Shi Han was bored and pinched the pages and flipped around. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She had heard from her grandfather that he had traveled half the world and had accidentally gotten lost in the vast and desolate desert. He thought he was going to die, so he cried out for help, but if anyone in the desert had seen anyone around him, not even the cactus, he fainted in despair. When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a luxurious and elegant palace, surrounded by many people with pointed ears and lilac eyes, and he thought he was dead, and those people were youkai in hell. But this was not the case, and they treated him very kindly, and the king treated him like a guest of honor, and provided him with a place to rest and recuperate. Shi Han used to think that it was just a story that her grandfather bragged about, but now she began to doubt that the story was true.

People with pointy ears and purple eyes?

She asked Yuzu this question after class, and the answer she received was that his ears were the same as ours.

It seems that it is really the story that grandpa used to brag to herself, Shi Han was a little frustrated, she didn't care that grandpa lied to herself with a story that didn't exist, but she hoped that those monsters really existed from the bottom of her heart. She turned her head, only to see that the new boy was smiling at her, and the sun was shining in the hallway that made his eyes seem to be shining.

Out of politeness, Shi Han greeted him, and then turned around directly to turn back to the classroom.

"Your grandfather's name is Shi Ze, he looks very similar." After saying that, he walked straight to the hall.

Shi Hanleng paused, and just wanted to ask how you know my grandfather, but when he turned around, he had already walked far away. Forget it, who knows which drinking friend's grandson again.

The hall's character is also in keeping with the school's usual corrupt style, the overall circular roof is decorated with ornate magical inscriptions, the crevices are inlaid with crystals and diamonds, the area of the hall is about the size of two football fields, the whole opaque room is illuminated by a large and striking chandelier in the center of the hall, and the faint light of the candelabra on the walls only serves to embellish it. A grand coronation ceremony was taking place in the hall, and the young men and girls, who had just turned twenty, wore beautiful and delicate garlands on their heads, smiled happily on their lips, held wine glasses, and wore platinum school crests on their chests by the Principal and the School Council, all dressed in their parents' custom-made formal clothes, most of which were sewn by world-famous tailors. Bo Shao's casual clothes looked a little blinking in the middle, but this did not affect his conversation with the beautiful girls, who obviously did not hate this handsome boy with warm and sunny sunshine. Bo Shao wanted to know more about the history of the merger of Eastern and Western magic, and was very interested in the girls themselves.

But some unlikable young men don't have the same idea as those girls, they think Bo Shao is very eye-catching, and they think that Bo Shao has taken over the girls who belong to them.

"How did the organizers let a junior kid get in, who looks like he's sixteen years old? Or fifteen? ”

"What's the matter, a chick ran out to soak in the big sister?"

Several big boys with obscene faces and gold chains were very dissatisfied with each other, exuding a strong atmosphere of local aristocracy, and the taste of decoration and hairstyle was like that of nouveau riche who came out of a remote mountain village.

"Look, I'll go and give that kid some color." One of them raised an eyebrow in bad spirits and walked over to Bo Shao, who was discussing with a few girls how stupid he looked to be when he used to wave his wand to cast magic.

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