"What day is it?" Then the middle-aged man said again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After closing the words, he closed his eyes, as if he was pondering, and after a while, he opened his eyes and said with a look of awakening. "I remember it, I remember the days when a large number of future stars of our human race came to report to our school."

"But what does this have to do with you two bastards, you two bastards have graduated for so long, you don't come sooner or later, but today you came, what is the reason for this, shouldn't you two be at the same time unable to think about coming to the academy to start over?"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, his eyes glanced at the white shirt and then at the young man in white.

After that, the middle-aged man shook his head. "You two bastards don't look like people you can't think of, what the hell is going on!"

After the words were closed, the middle-aged man closed his eyes again, as if he had entered into contemplation again.

"I'm here to report with my little master."

The middle-aged man's ears came from the plain words of the white shirt at this time.

"What?" The middle-aged man opened his eyes in disbelief when he heard this. "Little young master, little young lady."

"I also came with my little master." The young man in white also said at this time.

"What!" When the middle-aged man heard this, he looked at the young man in white incredulously. "Little master."

After that, the middle-aged man punched the wooden mat hard and scolded. "You two bastards, why don't you die! My old face has been disgraced by you like this, as a house slave, you bastards are getting more and more stupid! This is really a brother! Stupid to the same level! I'm really trying to slap you two to death right now, stupid bastards who have disgraced me. ”

At this time, neither the white-shirted nor the white-clothed young man wanted to justify anything, but listened to the middle-aged man's angry scolding with a flat face, as if they had a premonition that this would happen.

After scolding for a full quarter of an hour, the middle-aged man was a little tired of scolding, picked up a glass of water beside him and drank it.

After drinking, the middle-aged man wanted to scold again, and pointed at them with his right hand and was about to scold again, but for a moment he put his right hand down weakly, and waved his hand with some hatred. "Tell me, how could you two bastards do such a stupid thing."

"There's not much to say." The white shirt said flatly.

"What." The middle-aged man's eyes widened when he heard this, obviously angry, but he was helpless, so he turned his head angrily to look at the young man in white. "You say, why are you doing this stupid thing?"

"I don't have much to say." The young man in white said.

"You, you two ......" The middle-aged man pressed his right hand to his chest, and was a little speechless for a while.

"Old man, your breath box!" At this time, Bai Yi pointed to the red light translucent box next to the middle-aged man and said.

In fact, he had already seen the red glow of this transmission box, but he deliberately didn't say it, and he reminded now that he didn't want to be scolded by this old man, and deliberately distracted his ideas.

After the middle-aged man heard the words of the white shirt, he turned his head to look at the translucent box that was shining red, and then looked at the white shirt and the young man in white and said. "You two stupid bastards, I'll get you in trouble later."

After the words were closed, the middle-aged man reached out and pressed the top of the transmission box.

An image appeared out of thin air in front of the eyes of the middle-aged man, the white-shirted man and the white-clothed boy.

In the image, three young children are in the courtyard of an attic, their hands trembling and supporting the ground, their faces are extremely red, and the green tendons on their necks are faintly visible.

"Heavenly Emperor Pavilion!

Whose child is this, how did he run to the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion. The middle-aged man said in surprise when he saw Ling Chu, Ling Ya and Du Qian on the video.

"Little master, little miss!" And the white shirt behind him hurriedly called out after seeing the image.

"Little master, little miss!" The middle-aged man heard the cry of the white shirt, turned his head and looked at the white shirt in surprise, and then stretched out his hand and pointed at Ling Chu Ling Ya in the video and said.

"Your little master and little lady are the two of them!."

Because there were three people in total, his young master and young lady didn't look the same, who else could Ling Chu Ling Ya be.

"Hmm!" The white shirt nodded.

Later, the middle-aged man pointed to Du Qian and said to the young man in white. "Don't tell me this other one is your young master."

"No, my young master is not him." The young man in white shook his head.

"That's a friend of my little master, little young lady." Bai Shirt said.

"What's going on with my little master and little miss?" The white shirt looked at Ling Chu Ling Ya with some pain, and couldn't help but ask the middle-aged man.

"Huh." The middle-aged man suddenly laughed, but whether there was another meaning in this smile was known only to him. "Your young master's young master is lucky, the assessment, this is the assessment, the assessment of the three of them in the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion."

"Assessment." Bai Yi frowned slightly. "Assessment, what do you mean?"

"Assessment, check their chances of staying in the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion now." The middle-aged man said.

"The three of them are all under the pressure of the Heavenly Emperor now, and the longer they endure, the greater the chance of staying in the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion."

"Isn't it possible to live if you have money?" The young man in white, who was silent, said.

"Oh, yes! You can live if you have money, but do you dare to live! As long as you dare not to be beaten into a pig's head, as long as you are not afraid to become the public enemy of all the students in the entire school, then you will spend money to live. The middle-aged man said with some sneer.

"And bear the pressure of this Heavenly Emperor Pavilion, as long as you endure it long enough, the probability is displayed as 100% on the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion, you can stay for free, free accommodation without money, and you don't have to worry about someone making trouble for you, if someone dares to beat you, the academy will help you fight back."

"Then what are the chances of my little master, little young lady?" After hearing the middle-aged man's explanation, Bai Shan was a little excited.

"Little bastard, don't think too much, your young master's young lady is impossible now." The middle-aged man looked sarcastic.

Then he waved his hand lightly at the image behind him.

The image of Ling Chu Ling Ya Du Qian disappeared from the image, and rows of numbers and names appeared.

"Look where your young master is!" The middle-aged man pointed to the numbers and names on it.

Bai Yi pursed his lips and looked at the numbers and names on it, he didn't look from the front, but looked back from the middle, he still knew it, so he still started to look at it from the middle, but after watching it for a quarter of an hour, he felt that he was wrong from the middle, and he didn't even see the shadow of his young master's name for a long time.

Helpless.

The white shirt decisively chose to skip the middle directly and look from the rear, this time he saw it, and at the rear, he saw at the end, the nineteenth from the bottom, the name of the little young master and young lady was impressive.

The tenth place from the bottom, Ling Chu, has a probability of 0.1 percent, and the ninth place from the bottom, Ling Ya, has a probability of 0.09 percent.

Next to Ling Ya's name, the word Du Qian is tied with it, with the same probability, and it is the ninth from the bottom.

"See, little bastard." At this time, the middle-aged man looked at the white shirt and said slowly.

"See, ninth to last." Bai Shirt said impatiently.

"Really!" The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the ninth and tenth places at the very end of the image.

"Ling Chu Ling Ya, it's the name of these two little guys." The middle-aged man said.

"Hmm." Bai Shirt nodded and said.

"Ling family!" At this time, the young man in white said.

"No, you're thinking too much." The white shirt shook his head flatly.

"It's not!" When the middle-aged man heard Bai Yi's words, he suddenly felt a little distressed. "I want to shoot you to death more and more now, I thought you went to a big family to be a house slave, if you go to that Ling family to be a house slave, although I am still embarrassed, but I can also say the past, you are now saying no, my old face! You went to an ordinary family and became a house slave. ”

"Their father saved me, so I went to their house and became a housekeeper." The white shirt said blandly.

"The housekeeper is not yet a house slave." The middle-aged man scolded angrily.

"I'm here to repay the kindness, their father saved my life, I want to repay it, thank you for your kindness, old man, this is what you taught us back then." At this time, Bai Shan said expressionlessly, plain and calm, telling a fact.

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