"The Twelve? As far as I know, it's an old tradition at Tianque High School, but it's been discarded for many years. Zhang Liang leaned on the pillow, flipped through the book, and replied.

"Oh my God, little Ryoko! You really know! Gao Huan was excited, and with a flying pounce, Zhang Liang was pressed under him.

"I'll give you three seconds to go back and lie down in your own bed." Zhang Liang said in a deep voice.

"Okay."

Gao Huan also knew the arrogance in Zhang Liang's character, so he didn't dare to make too much of it, so he obediently returned to his position and quietly waited for Zhang Liang's answer.

The other two people in the dormitory were not there at this time - it was said that Bai Xiaoyang was dragged to the gym by Ge Muchen.

At this moment, except for Zhang Liang's low and clear voice, the spacious room showed an unusual quietness.

"When it comes to the 'Twelve Great Wars', we must first talk about the ten heroes of the student union, that is, the student president and vice president."

"The seniors in the third year of high school will face the pressure of the college entrance examination next semester, and they will resign from the position of the top ten masters after the end of this semester, resulting in a sudden vacant place in the ten masters of the student union."

"These vacant slots are usually filled by resigned seniors who hand-pick reserve players."

"But sometimes, special circumstances arise."

"There are no backup players willing to fill the vacant places, and the resigned seniors don't look down on any of the alternates. The probability of this happening is extremely low, but it is not uncommon. ”

"Oh? In other words, the 'Twelve Wars' method will be used to determine the new successor, right? Gao Huan touched his chin and interjected with some excitement.

"Don't interrupt me." Zhang Liang closed the book and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Oh." Gao Huan chose to shut up obediently.

"Actually, your speculation just now is correct, in the case that the alternates cannot succeed, the student council will use the method of 'Twelve Wars' to generate new alternates."

After Zhang Liang finished speaking, he rubbed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "You suddenly asked this, could it be that you heard some rumors?" ”

"I'm going to participate in the 'Twelve Wars' this semester." Gao Huan replied indifferently.

Zhang Liang was startled, his eyes widened, he glanced at Gao Huan, as if he was looking at a madman, and said, "I advise you to give up." ”

"Oh? And why? ”

Zhang Liang cleared his throat and said, "The Twelve Great Wars are not a harmonious way to compete, you must know that when Tianque High School was first established, it was still a school that advocated strength. At that time, the ten outstanding students of the student union were born after brutal elimination, and it was not uncommon for students to be disabled and killed in the Twelve World Wars. ”

"Although it is now an era of peace, the essence of the Twelve Great Wars has not changed, and it is impossible to go to the end without strong personal strength."

"So I advise you, if there is no special reason, just honestly watch the seniors of the second year of high school fight. You, a freshman in high school who has just condensed the core of magic, better not join in the fun. ”

Zhang Liang said it was reasonable and reasonable, but Gao Huan just didn't plan to listen.

He shook his head, smiled gently and helplessly, and said, "I have already decided, I must participate in the Twelve Great Wars, Xiao Liangzi, you don't need to persuade me." ”

"Who persuaded you?" Zhang Liang frowned and said.

"It's normal for a freshman like you to go to the Twelve Great Wars to participate in the Twelve Great Wars, and no one collects the corpse when you die."

"Wow, little Ryoko, when did your mouth become so poisonous!"

……

The next day, Monday, classes are normal.

Because he was attacked by Zhang Qiling during morning practice a few days ago, which left a huge psychological shadow on Gao Huan, he did not go to the playground to practice military boxing this morning as usual, but came to the classroom early for morning reading.

The classroom was quiet in the early morning, and there was no movement except for the sound of Gao Huan silently reciting the elemental arithmetic.

A short time later, another student came to the classroom.

It was none other than Ding You, who was full of sorrow.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Ding You saw Gao Huan who was silently reciting at a glance.

Seeing that Gao Huan was safe and sound, she showed a little joy on her face, and wanted to take the initiative to talk to Gao Huan. But when the words came to her lips, she seemed to think of something, and immediately swallowed back the words that had not yet been spoken.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Gao Huan naturally saw Ding You and noticed the look on the girl's face that wanted to speak and stopped.

"I ......"

Ding You stood in the aisle of the classroom, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked in a low voice, "You, my dad, didn't trouble you yesterday, did you?" ”

Gao Huan smiled, made an unknown look, and shook his head slightly.

Ding Jiachang did not tell his daughter about finding a killer to assassinate Gao Huan, and Principal Shen cleaned up all traces very cleanly.

Among the students of the entire Tianque High School, except for Gao Huan and Zhang Qiling, the only person who knows the truth of the matter is Gu Qing, the student council president.

And Gao Huan is willing to believe that although yesterday's attack was planned by Ding You's father, Ding You definitely did not participate in it. Therefore, he will definitely not be angry with Ding You because of yesterday's incident.

"Are you having some nightmares? My face is a little bad. Also, why is your father bothering me? I haven't even met him. Gao Huan lied without changing his face.

If you don't know, you don't know, and knowing more is not necessarily a good thing. Gao Huan thought so.

"Dreams?" Ding You rubbed his head, and found that the memory after returning to the dormitory yesterday was becoming more and more blurry.

Did you see your father yesterday?

Ding You returned to his seat with this question and countless incomprehensible fragments of memory, and fell into a deep confusion.

When Ding You just sat down, another person walked into the classroom.

This person is still Gao Huan's acquaintance, Wang Anxian, who almost succeeded in snatching the treasure from Gao Huan on Saturday.

Wang Anxian is still wearing light makeup, wearing a modified school uniform and hating the sky, even if she recited in the morning self-study, she still maintains a flawless and high-spirited appearance.

Even if there was still a bruise on her head that was difficult to cover with foundation, it couldn't reduce her beautiful beauty in the slightest.

As soon as she entered the door, the first thing she saw was Ding You, who was sitting in the front row and looked like he was possessed by a declining god.

And Ding You's miserable appearance will inevitably win her contemptuous and smug smile.

Then, he saw Gao Huan, who was sitting in the back row and concentrating on endorsing.

Gao Huan also glanced up at Wang Anxian at this time, the two looked at each other for only three seconds, and Wang Anxian suddenly remembered the scene where she pressed the young man to the ground and rubbed it.

She immediately put on an extremely proud appearance, raised her head, and her eyes flew up to the ceiling. Although this gesture was sufficient, the cheeks were actually crimson.

But just as Wang Anxian was about to return to her seat, she heard Gao Huan calling her name.

Hearing this call, she turned her gaze back to Gao Huan almost like lightning.

"What, what's the matter, if you have something to say, don't waste my time!" Wang Anxian pretended to be reserved and said.

"Well, I'll just say it then?" Gao Huan smiled, stretched out a hand, and said indifferently.

"A total of 1,938 yuan, pay back."

Looking at Gao Huan's smile and natural appearance, Wang Anxian only felt a tightness in her chest.

She didn't know where her anger came from, she just opened her mouth and said two words, "No money!" ”

"! You are a young lady, and you rely on the account of your life-saving benefactor! ”

"That's right! I'm sorry! What do you think! ”

……

So, the new week began in the midst of a hustle and bustle.