Chapter 1 Friends Society at the End of Summer
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The full name of Yeye Academy.
The name of the temple, which was originally proposed by the sage himself, has become less and less common in the mouths of the world. In fact, most of the time, all of them will have a look of awe and call it, Academy.
Ye Ye Academy is an example of how a city can stand against an empire. Therefore, many people evaluate it as the fourth pole of the world independent of the three major empires, although this fourth pole is nominally within the territory of the Lanye Empire, and recognizes the leadership of the Lanye Empire, but the power of the empire is fictitious in the city.
In other words, the big people in Lanlan City have a surprising patience and tolerance for this adjacent island on the lake.
As a result, in this ice and snow city, all gate valve status is in vain. All the rules are formulated by Ye Ye Academy.
Thankfully, the rules are fair.
Ye Ye Academy, on the shores of Shattered Star Lake.
Ge Sheng propped his forehead with a deathly expression.
The boy was now sitting on a chair with a green wood, which was still surprisingly vigorous after being cut and cut, and could form a thin layer of green resin without the need for paint, which was arguably the best wood for furniture, so the Mentor of Ainlu enthusiastically helped her prune a few green trees in the forest and gave them as gifts.
It's comfortable, but Ge Sheng's anxiety is far from being eliminated by this very comfortable chair.
In front of him was a blank notebook, and all he had to do was fill in the words in this notebook.
His arcane homework was enthusiastically assigned by Teacher Qiqi and Arcane Instructor Lan Yaxin.
In order to tap the residual value of his water and fire twin physique, Lan Yaxin fully embodied the fanaticism of a scholar, so he was assigned an additional assignment for him - on the difference between water and fire spell casting.
"Now." A crisp girl's voice sounded softly in his ears, and Ye Qing reached out and put down the celadon plate in front of Ge Sheng, on which were three small egg yolk crisps. "Yours."
Her Royal Highness the Princess said that the distribution was reasonable.
"Ahh Ge Sheng agreed softly, staring intently, and then suddenly a finger was pointed on his forehead.
The girl's fingers are cold and slippery, and because the nails are well trimmed, they don't have a hard and sharp touch.
Although it is not a good experience to be directly tapped on the forehead by a girl, but the girl in front of her is not a different girl after all, Ye Qing shook her long aqua blue hair, and her tone was light and decisive in front of Ge Sheng.
"Hey!" Ye Qing looked at the notebook in front of him: "It's been an hour, and I've only written half a page, who are you fooling?" β
The younger sister nodded at her brother's forehead without the slightest embarrassment, of course she was domineering but not annoying: "The meaning of the existence of the Friends Club at the end of summer is not for you to come in a daze. β
"Why don't you try it, Xiao Jiu?" Ge Sheng rubbed his eyes, "Teacher Lan is embarrassed, what can I do." β
"The fusion of water and fire physique is already very rare, and there is very little information available for reference. Teacher Lan, she also limited the length of the excerpt, and the 4,000 words of real money were written as she spoke. β
Zhou Xi listened to the two of them, and put down the steaming teacup in his hand, the solar terms of early autumn, the weather is slightly cool, there is nothing more warm than holding hot tea in his hand, especially when this cup of tea is cooked by His Royal Highness himself.
But at this time, Senior Zhou Yan was willing to come over, which was even more touching, he glanced at the title that Ge Sheng wrote on the book head, and couldn't help patting his chest gently: "Good girl, it's almost a magician-level paper." β
As a senior senior and the king of the paparazzi of the Scarlet Heart Gym, Zhou Hui's title fully shows the realm of rubbing hemp with that teacher in a dim room: "Qiqi is really honest and unkind." β
Qiqi is naturally Lan Yaxin, and the Scarlet Heart Gym has its own unique name for the three evergreens on the Qunfang List.
The third highness of the senior sister, ranked third, because she has no name and no one knows her name, so the third highness has gradually become her only title.
As for Qiqi, as once said, the genius girl Lan Yaxin ranked seventh on the Qunfang List, mainly to pay tribute to the seventh-youngest girl Magister in history, and Qiqi's nickname was widely circulated among students in private.
As for the last person of the three evergreen trees, in fact, Ge Sheng knew about it very quickly, and then sighed that it was worthy of his name.
The second of the three evergreens, archery mentor Ai Enlu, as a mysterious elf S hand, the beauty of her appearance is really a bit of a bully compared to humans, so her private nickname is generally Mentor Ai'er.
"Two credits!" Ge Sheng wailed: "Teacher Lan said that if you do it well. β
"But you don't even know how to write it, do you?" Senior Zhou Sun, who is struggling on the verge of dropping out of school every year, fell into the ground.
"Need help?" A clear and light female voice came, with proud confidence.
Ao Xuehua stuffed the egg yolk crisp on the plate into her mouth, believing that there would be a large number of crazy men shouting at this moment that I am the egg yolk crisp.
She gently took her eyes off the thick hardcover book in front of her, and the gilded letters of "History of the Lanye Empire" shone brightly.
After all, she is a female student who is known as a genius who has not met in a hundred years, and President Fuxue looked at his junior and subordinate slightly: "If you invite me to eat seafood, this girl can consider helping you, how, radish." β
It's good to destroy the aura of turnips.
Ge Sheng quietly complained in his heart, this guy has called himself since the city of eternal night has been fixed on the plant radish.
"Could it be that the president can write?" Lan Che was holding the snow-white white cat in his arms, and it was really the most precious mascot of the Friends Society at the end of summer, so it felt naturally good.
The ponytailed light mage asked sideways.
"Actually." Mo Xiaojing hugged the teacup and smiled like a smiling cat: "The crazy girl can also be regarded as a fusion of water and fire." β
"Just." Sure enough, all the student presidents were black-bellied, and the turning talent was automatically full: "It's just that the degree is too inferior, and I've been embarrassed to perform." β
"How can it be so bad!" Ao Xuehua turned her head, her black gaze was like the edge of a sword: "Dead Xiaojing, do you want to die?" β
"Poof! ~" A purple-haired girl looked at the two of them singing and harmonizing, and couldn't help laughing: "I always feel that the president and chairman are worthy of it." β
Ao Xuehua's face was slightly red.
"It's red." Ziquan smiled and urged.
Ao Xuehua calmly pushed away the gilded hardcover book in front of her, and the wind started again.
After all, it is the president of the funeral snow, and several presidents in white are standing behind Ziquan, although the purple-haired one is a genius magic swordsman, but how can the president be invincible in close combat, and in only three rounds, Ziquan was restrained under his claws and was teased and teased by the president.
"Surrender!" Ziquan gasped again and again, raising his hand for a truce.
When Ao Xuehua heard Ziquan begging for mercy, she moved her claws away from the purple-haired girl's ribs, hugged her from behind, and gently pressed her smooth chin against the back of Ziquan's neck: "Little girl Ziquan, be well-behaved, if you are poor, I will definitely not be able to spare you!" β
Then Ao Xuehua raised her head, smiled, her eyes were soft, and smiled softly at the boys who were almost stunned: "What do you see?" Begging for a beating? β
At this time, the begging is really begging.
Although, these two beautiful girls are really good-looking in front of the slimy. But in front of the president, I dare to say that there is no such thing as being good-looking.
"Huh." At this time, there is probably only one person who dares to die, Qixia smiles, the professional demeanor is fully revealed, and the true meaning of reaching out and not hitting the smiling face is integrated: "The reaction of the president is too intense." β
Qixia peeled off the cocoon to guide thinking: "Could it be that there is really another hidden secret." Can you tell us more about it? β
As he said this, the red-haired man innocently raised his hands.
Because Ao Xuehua smiled and showed his fist.
White and delicate, with distinct bones, it is definitely a beautiful girl's fist, but it is also a hand holding a sword.
For Qixia, the person who has really endured it, this is indeed not as small and cute as it seems. Therefore, seeing the wind and making the rudder is also part of the professionalism: "President, don't be like a child, right?" β
Everyone in the audience laughed.
Ge Sheng looked at the corner of the wall, and the pale golden beautiful young man glanced up indifferently, and then lowered his head and closed his eyes.
He still doesn't like to talk, no matter how lively others are, this member who was pulled in by Ye Qingqiang will always be faint and unfazed.
And the wide mage robe was still like night, and the fire-colored short hair of the Third Highness was like a solidified flame.
She had just made a cup of tea for everyone, but it was still like an ornament when it was quiet, and the red-eyed girl sat in the corner of the morning light, with a thick book spread out on her lap.
Ge Sheng has seen the cover, and the name is "July 7th", a collection of essays.
At the end of the summer, there is still no change in today.
(End of chapter)