Just as Li Wenwen was thinking about what could bring him pleasure, there was a "dong dong" sound in his ears, as well as a beautiful male voice:

"Sir, what are you confused about?"

Li Wenwen turned his head and saw a gorgeously dressed man with a flower tie.

In terms of appearance, this is undoubtedly a beautiful man; In terms of temperament, he exudes the breath of literature and art; In terms of conversation, the staff he holds in his hand and the book of poems in his other hand indicate something.

However, Li Wenwen could feel a sense of disobedience, a strong sense of disobedience - this person should not be like this, he should not be this humble gentleman.

"We're the same people, I'm Harald, I don't know if Mr. ......"

"Li Wenwen." Li Wenwen didn't care about his name at all - anyway, he was not from this continent, even if his real name was known.

"Okay, Mr. Li, you are still confused, do you need me to guide you to find what you want?"

Harald said this, but he didn't mean to help in the slightest. No, even if he really wanted to help, Li Wenwen would not agree, he was not Yan Fengqili after all.

"The contemptible person still has something to do, so I will leave first."

Harald no longer dothered, and directly said that he wanted to leave, bent down slightly, saluted, and then turned to leave.

Li Wenwen's interest was halved because of this Harald, and he also lost the idea of continuing to visit. After thinking about it, it is better for Ran Yilia to take herself to visit in the future.

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At this time, Iliya had not yet finished class, so Li Wenwen could only sit on the steps at the door of Teacher Iliya's door and smoke like the decadent uncle, spitting all kinds of smoke rings with great interest - as a highly talented smoker, the skill of spitting smoke rings is almost full.

Although Li Wenwen's smoke ring is very gorgeous, but in this kind of academy of a small aristocratic school, smoking is undoubtedly a vice, so there are constantly passing students to cast surprised and disgusted glances, but there are some old teachers cast some envious glances - how to say, no matter in that world, there will be no shortage of smokers, especially in this kind of school, smokers who have greatly reduced smoking opportunities must be how eager for a cigarette.

To be honest, since becoming a heroic spirit, Li Wenwen has never smoked a real cigarette, and most of them are simulating to meet his psychological needs.

So, when Ilia came out, a cigarette butt, an empty cigarette case, and a satisfied spirit came into Ilia's eyes.

"It's okay, I'll clean it up." Li Wenwen spoke first, and began to pick up cigarette butts in his hands.

"yes, no, Mr. Li, how much did you smoke?" Ilia said with a black line.

"Oh, not much, just a pack."

"Oh, it looks like our noble lady has summoned a smoker Heroic Spirit." A caustic voice came.

Li Wenwen looked over, and a boy with a mean face walked by. At first glance, Li Wenwen felt as if he was Kenneth in FZ, and Director Ken also came over.

However, what Li Wenwen was more interested in than this was that the boy who looked like Director Ken was standing behind the female knight he had seen by the lake just now.

Interesting, a little smile appeared at the corner of Li Wenwen's mouth: Isn't this the most common provocation in the novel, the plot of slapping the face and pretending to be thirteen, I finally met it.

But now is not the time to watch the excitement, glancing at the imperial master with an angry face, Li Wenwen picked up a cigarette butt and flicked it over.

The cigarette butt made a perfect arc in the air, but before it could meet the face of the Otherworldly Infant Director Ken, a heavy armor stopped the cigarette butt, caught it, and threw it back.

However, the female knight didn't do anything, just threw it back to Li Wenwen.

"He's a good knight." Li Wenwen said half-mockingly and half-praisedly.

But the female knight still had an ascetic and serious expression.

"Tsk, what a boring person." Li Wenwen lost most of his interest, so he simply stopped caring about this knight, and instead said to the young version of Director Ken: "Little ghost, uncle, what if I'm a smoker, I'm not still a heroic spirit." ”

No problem, Li Wenwen was almost thirty years old before he died, and he was training under Valhalla and Purple BBA, so it's right to call Uncle Sheng.

"You! Hmph, let's go. The juvenile version of Director Ken was directly annoyed and angry, after all, the heroic spirit must be worshiped by the world, compared to the great achievements in life, it is really not a big deal to be a smoker.

Just a few steps, the young director Ken suddenly stopped and said to Iliya: "Hey, that nobleman with no identity, do you dare to participate in the next academy competition?" ”

"No, I'm not going to waste my time doing something that doesn't make sense."

"Nest."

Hearing the words spit out by the young version of Director Ken, Ilia was stunned.

"As long as you win the game, yes, as long as you are still eligible to participate when I fail and quit, I will let the restrictions be lifted."

"That road is really your family's hands and feet."

"So what? Are you coming? ”

"We will participate, uncle, I will teach you how to be a man."

Before Eliya could decide, Li Wenwen directly made a decision for her.

"Okay, when the time comes, don't get down on your knees and beg."

With a haughty face, Yoken finally left.

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"Allah, you have to have confidence in yourself and my uncle."

Back in the dormitory, Li Wenwen looked at the resentful Ilia and opened her mouth to persuade.

"Uncle, you don't even know the rules and procedures of the academy competition, so you talk nonsense."

"I used to call me Mr. and Mr. Gentlemen, but now I'm an uncle, people."

Iliya's face turned red, and she said: "People, people can't always call you sir, don't you also call yourself uncle." has no heroism at all, he really looks like a decadent uncle. No, we're not talking about this, why are you so reckless, who is the heroic spirit and who is the master. ”

Li Wenwen put away the smile on his face, touched Iliya's head with his right hand, then picked up Iliya's chin, looked at Iliya's panicked little eyes, and said seriously:

"Little guy, although I don't think I'm a hero, uncle, and I don't know anything about the academy competition, I have confidence in you and my martial arts. That path is important to you, isn't it, then use your skills to get it, use me as a sharp sword, and sweep away the thorny obstacles on the road ahead. ”

Ilia was stunned, this heroic spirit who had always been decadent, heroless, and uncaring about everything turned out to be ......

"yes, no, Uncle Decadent," Ilia said with a bright smile, "you're a Lancer, not a saber, not a sword, only a spear." ”

"Alas, he's been demoted from an uncle to a decadent uncle."