Twelve o'clock at noon, lunch time.

Bai Yuqing said to Beiming Zhiyao: "Yae Shengren, the leader teacher of Kyushu Magic High School, wants to eat in our school's cafeteria, saying that it is to get close to the students of our school. ”

Beiming Zhiyao thought for a moment and said, "Grant their request." ”

"Yes!"

After everyone else left, Hong Tu asked with some concern: "Isn't this okay? ”

"It doesn't matter. Beiming Zhiyao said: "Every school has a distinction between poor students and excellent students, and this is not an unsightly thing. ”

"But Magic High School is reluctant to expose poor students, because it will lower the school's rating and outsiders' evaluation of Magic High School. ”

Beiming Zhiyao's face did not change in the slightest: "There is no perfect thing in the world, and I have always believed that everyone's birth has its specific role. ”

"Everybody has the opportunity to create miracles. ”

Hong Tu looked at Beiming Zhiyao, his expression was a little complicated, he somewhat understood Beiming Zhiyao's persistence, this insistence was very admirable, at least he didn't dare to break this rule that lasted for one hundred and fifty-nine years.

"Come on. That's all Hong Tu can say.

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On the other hand, the students of Kyushu Magic High School entered the cafeteria and followed Yae Shohito's instructions to find a random spot.

Ever since he knew that Su Yi'an had become the deputy head of the school discipline department as a poor student, Yae Shengren had become curious about the level of students at the First Magic High School.

Almost all students eat in the cafeteria at lunchtime, and this is the best opportunity to get a sense of reality.

How many gifted students are in the first high school, how many students are hidden, and what level is the strength level of poor students.

If the top students represent the pillars of the future country and are the upper limit of the strength of a country's magicians, then the inferior students are the lower limit of a country's magicians' strength level.

What Yae Shengren was worried about was that there were many poor students like Su Yi'an in the First Magic High School, and in that case, the future of Great Qin would be even more feared by other countries.

"You're not eating?"

Hong Tu walked up to Yae Shengren with a bowl of noodles and asked lightly, "The food in our school is still quite delicious." ”

"I'm not hungry. Yae Shengren said, staring at Hong Tu sucking and eating noodles, and asked lightly: "You eat noodles with such an image, aren't you afraid of losing your majesty in front of students?"

"Our Great Qin is not the same as your East Japan Alliance. Hong Tu swallowed the next note: "Anyway, I think it's good to be grounded." ”

Yae Sainten, noncommittal, continued, "I heard that you retired in March of this year?"

"What, you're worried that I'll assassinate a few more of your one-star generals in the East Japan Alliance?" Hong Tu smiled: "If I remember the Battle of Kagoshima three years ago, I killed you three one-star generals. ”

Yae Shengren's face remained unchanged: "Don't be so proud, maybe one day you will die inexplicably, or die in your own country." ”

"Huh. Hong Tu drank the noodle soup in one gulp and smiled disdainfully: "You Dongri Alliance don't have the ability and guts, otherwise you would have done this fifteen years ago." ”

Yae Shengren's face finally changed slightly, his fists couldn't help but clench, and there was a hint of hatred in his eyes.

"Oh, the noodles are so delicious, I've got to eat another bowl. Hong Tu smirked and left Yae Sainten's side.

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"Actually arranging for the students of Kyushu Magic High School to eat with us, our president's mind is really unpredictable. Lin Chong swallowed a piece of braised pork and snorted.

"It's only you, the elm head, who can't understand the president's intentions. Murong Lingxi glanced at him and said.

Lin Chong didn't choose to answer, judging from his past experience, he couldn't say anything about Murong Lingxi at all, and he would be beaten in the end.

Su Yi'an glanced around, there were still a few students in Kyushu Magic High School who could speak Daqin dialect, although they were very skimming, but they were enough to talk.

In front of Kyushu Magic High School, the top students and the poor students seem to be happy, no one is stupid, and at this time, infighting is to show each other jokes,

No one can do such a stupid thing.

If Ren Shuoran had launched a march during such a period of time, I am afraid that the end would have been even worse, and most of the students who participated in the march would probably have been expelled from school, and it would be impossible for him to intercede with Zhao Xuanxuan, because it was useless.

Fortunately, this student exchange meeting did not have the hype at the beginning, and it was not announced until yesterday, otherwise with Ren Shuoran's brain, he would definitely choose to implement the plan today.

"Excuse me, can we sit here?"

At this time, a slightly sweet female voice sounded, and the four of them looked up, and a short-haired girl from Kyushu Magic High School looked at them with a smile.

"Yes, but we're done. Murong Lingxi said lightly.

The smile on the girl's face did not decrease: "I heard that Daqin is a state of etiquette, so I shouldn't leave the guests and leave like this, right?"

Murong Lingxi smiled: "That also depends on the situation..."

"Thank you!"

Who knew that the girl didn't wait for Murong Lingxi to finish speaking, and sat directly on the vacant seat on the side, without the slightest discomfort.

Murong Lingxi looked at the girl with an expressionless face, and the girl then spoke: "Hello everyone, I am Qianming Xia Jiang from Class B of the first year of Kyushu Magic High School, please give me a lot of advice." ”

Su Yi'an raised his head and glanced at Qianming Xia Jiang, because the Qianming family was one of the first-class magic families in the East Japan Alliance, and the first-class magic family, no matter what country it was in, was a powerful existence that could not be ignored.

Thinking like this, Su Yi'an glanced at Murong Lingxi again, his eyes were a little playful, the relationship between the Murong family and the Qianming family was incompatible, and during the three wars, the two families each assassinated many high-level officials of the other party.

However, because of something, the strength of the Murong family was greatly reduced and it became a second-rate magic family, but the Qianming family did not.

Three years ago, both families sent personnel to participate in the Battle of Kagoshima, and they happened to be divided into the same battlefield, so naturally there was an open and secret battle.

And now it's happening again.

Sure enough, after hearing Qianming Xia Jiang report to his home, Murong Lingxi's expression gradually became cold, and Zhou Chenguang looked at Murong Lingxi worriedly, for fear that Murong Lingxi would go away directly.

"This is really a bad fate. Murong Lingxi said sarcastically: "My name is Murong Lingxi. ”

The corners of Qianming Xia Jiang's eyes jumped, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant, but then he showed a sarcastic smile: "Who should I be, it turned out to be the Murong family." ”

"But I heard that the Murong family is just a second-rate magic family now, tsk, the speed of degeneration is really fast. ”

Qianming Xia Jiang mocked mercilessly: "I seem to have seen your name in the ranking of the arena, first-grade class E? The Murong family is really getting weaker and weaker, I'm afraid it won't be long before it's not even a second-rate magic family." ”

"It seems that our Chinaru family has the last laugh. ”

"The current Murong family doesn't even have the qualifications to give our Qianming family shoes. ”

Qianming Xia Jiang said so much just to provoke Murong Lingxi, make her do something out of the ordinary, and then let the First Magic High School punish her.

Qian Ming Xia Jiang was very happy to see such a scene, and she was happy if the Murong family was unlucky!

However, to her surprise, after listening to so many of her mocking words, Murong Lingxi's face did not change in the slightest, as if it was not her family.

"Looks like you're not guests. Murong Lingxi looked at Qianming Xia Jiang: "Since we are not guests, then we don't have to entertain." ”

With that, Murong Lingxi packed up the dishes and was about to leave.

Qianming Xia Jiang was very surprised, Murong Lingxi was so calm, the two families were feuding, what she said was ugly enough, Murong Lingxi didn't fight back at all.

"Trash, are you afraid?!" At this time, a boy beside Qianming Xia Jiang sneered and spoke in order to please Qian Ming Xia Jiang.

"Boy, keep your mouth clean, this is Daqin's territory, not the East-Japan Alliance!" Lin Chong glared at him viciously.

The boy sneered: "We have occupied this territory before, have you Daqin occupied our territory? A bunch of garbage!"

Click.

Su Yi'an gently tapped the bowl with chopsticks and looked at the boy: "What's your name?"

"Me?" the boy proudly reported to his home: "Tsuchima Digger!"

"Oh!" Su Yi'an grabbed a chopstick and stood up: "You just said it, right? ”

Tsuchima sneered: "I didn't say it, don't frame you casually." ”

"I heard it anyway. Su Yi'an said lightly: "Yo, your Yae teacher is here, do you want to find him to evaluate the theory?"

Doma looked back and saw that Yae Sensei was looking at Wandao Yusei over there, and he turned his head in anger knowing that he had been tricked: "You dare..."

However, what was close at hand was Su Yi'an's face and the chopsticks.

"Be careful!" Qianming Xia Jiang's face changed slightly, but it was already too late.

Poof!

The chopsticks went straight into the right hand that Doma put on the table, inserted it from the back of the hand, and the palm of the hand stretched out, even through the table.

Yes!!!!

My hand!!!

Tsuruma screamed, looking at the bleeding right hand and shouting arrangement, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Bang!

Su Yi'an kicked out the table mercilessly, the tableware on the table spilled all over the ground, and the earth was even more miserable, pressed under the table, and you could see the chopsticks and blood running out of the table.

The whole restaurant was silent, and the noodles that Hong Tu had just eaten slid back into the bowl, his face was dumbfounded, why was this kid again?

How can this guy be so troublesome, and it's getting bigger and bigger every time? Are you trying to mess up this student exchange meeting?!

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(To be continued)