August 28, 2511. Second Star Field, Phoenix

Long Qicong knew that the so-called revival was by no means an overnight thing. Deleg's matter, no matter how much Long Qicong thinks about it, he can only come step by step.

Sometimes, when you think about some problems, it's easy to think too much. It's probably the time to get old and think about it.

In most cases, it is a fantasy of imagination, a child's yearning for mystery, the unknown, and adventure. Fortunately, Long Qicong is not, everything around him is reminding him.

You're not in a fairy tale.

Even if Long Qi was staying in a luxurious school from this moment, sitting in a luxurious classroom.

All the time, muttering something on the blackboard and not knowing what to say, the students below also have their own things. Those who read doll books, pictorials, villain books, and comic books.

The teacher who gave the lecture was very old and looked like an old man. With a pair of round-framed glasses, he looks a bit pedantic. Whoever speaks must be preceded by a "forehead".

It seems, every sentence has to be well thought out.

He also didn't care about the students, he read the words in the preparation book by himself, and he was methodical. The booklet was yellowed, and the corners of the cover were smoothed out.

After reading it for a long time, Long Qi couldn't tell whether the booklet was sharpened or the teacher was sharpened.

Long Qicong originally thought that when he entered the classroom, he would attract some attention. I also anticipated some rhetorical responses. However, they didn't even give them an indifferent look, they simply ignored them.

Only a few people glanced at it slightly, and when they saw that it was not the head teacher, they continued to chat with their friends.

Probably talking about which handsome boy was on the TV show I watched yesterday. Or, last night, a limited edition bag in the department store counter.

In comparison, Dragon Emperor Moon received slightly more attention than Long Qicong.

Long Qi never thought that he would be ignored like this, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, but also felt a little embarrassed. I had no choice but to walk to the far corner of the classroom and find a place in the penultimate row by the window to sit down.

Dragon Emperor Yue sat in front of Long Qicong. As a younger sister, he acted with Long Qicong.

Although Zhu Di was quite curious about Long Diyue, Long Qi never took the initiative to say, so she didn't take the initiative to ask. As a former emperor, I still understand these things.

Blackfang arrives in the next class. After all, as a brother and sister, Long Qi went to the same class as Long Diyue, and he can still understand. It would be puzzling to follow a large group of people.

Long Qi never wanted to attract too much attention, and Zhu Di didn't want to.

Tang Huo'er became a teacher, and Qingmengshuang became a school doctor. Out of the same consideration as Heiya, Tang Huo'er did not directly enter the second class where Long Qicong was.

Just as a subject teacher, it seems that there is no art class? Aristocratic schools, probably there will be. Art lessons, music lessons, etc.

As a congenital master, Tang Huo'er's physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, not to mention that he is frequently sick and needs a math teacher to substitute for him.

However, the students do not seem to be in good health. Headaches, brain fevers, colds and fevers seem to be common, otherwise, how could they run to the infirmary again and again?

Therefore, these children of rich families can't indulge in the sound of dogs and horses all day long, nor can they work hard all day long, so they have to go out to exercise more.

In the past, Long Qicong still had a yearning for campus life.

Indeed, the days at school were so peaceful and peaceful that they were so peaceful. But just like the drug of mental dependence, drowning in it can indeed get a temporary physical and mental relaxation.

However, once the drug is stopped, all the troubles that have been temporarily put aside will be retraced like a tide. Moreover, it came even more turbulently, vowing to drown people in it.

Long Qi has a deep understanding. The problem is not because it is ignored for a moment and solved by itself. It will only be squeezed until it can no longer be ignored.

By the time the problem erupts, it's already too late.

Long Qi's lectures are no longer fond of listening to the teacher's lectures, so he can only listen patiently. Is knowledge useless? Probably, the ancients were useless scholars.

He was talking about scholars, but he never said he was a book. Whether it is useful or not depends on the person.

Long Qicong feels that no matter what, learning is the most important thing for a person. The growth of knowledge may not bring about a direct improvement in strength, but it is the foundation of everything.

Grandpa's early education for himself did not say that he only taught fist and foot kung fu.

However, listen to a few lessons. Long Qicong realized that there was something wrong with this school - the teachers were either old Confucians who read from the books, or young people with little knowledge.

After a few classes, there seems to be no teacher with real skills.

Long Qicong wondered how Hanfei chose such a school. He couldn't help but begin to doubt Xinghuang's intentions. I'm afraid I don't want to use these sugar-coated cannonballs to make myself drunk.

Hanfei would not be able to use such a low-level technique, because there was no need.

Long Qicong thought about it again and again, and could only speculate that Hanfei was probably deceived by the admissions brochure. Is there any way, you can't use the greatest malice to speculate on Hanfei, right?

It has nothing to do with subjective will, but simply because, objectively, it doesn't make sense.

The things that the teacher talked about were really lacking. Since it is a textbook, Long Qi has studied the content of the textbook by himself; I don't care what the teacher says, I concentrate on doing something meaningful.

Principles of Theology, General History of Modern Theology, Introduction to Engineering Theology...... Long Qi taught modern theology on his own, and even if he couldn't integrate it, he could at least have a general understanding.

Relativity, Quantum Mechanics, Applied Chemistry, Biochemistry...... These things are too difficult to learn on one's own, unlike young theology, and the whole natural science is huge and complex.

Even, each subdivision of the cutting-edge field has a strong barrier to each other. Long Qi thinks that he has no talent in this aspect.

The natural sciences are just to be read as a storybook. Make sure you don't get superstitious about theology, and that's it. In the higher realm, scientists in a certain area and the like, just let it be.

This school also has a very interesting course, aristocratic etiquette.

The name of the course is blunt, it is the etiquette of the nobility. Long Qicong didn't know where the aristocracy was, where and what occasion was the etiquette.

Ten minutes into the first class, Long Qicong realized the problem.

Generally speaking, etiquette must have a strong cultural color. When it comes to etiquette, we must not be able to avoid the cultural soil in which it is rooted.

However, the etiquette curriculum of this school seems to have popped out of thin air. It has no roots and no evidence, like a castle in the air, giving people a sense of distortion.

Long Qicong thought about it carefully, in addition to the fact that the course directly introduced this point from the modern era. The biggest problem should be the etiquette of the same system, the sense of separation between each other.

Different painting styles? Probably like this, the etiquette of different cultural styles has appeared in a set of etiquette system. One can imagine a scene where a princess in a gothic-style gown, draped in a big golden wave, comes to you.

He clenched his fists and bowed down, and roared in a low and rough voice: "Don't come to harm." ”

Or the other way around, a Manli woman in a cheongsam, swaying her waist, dangles in front of you. Lifting the front and back skirts with both hands, folding his legs, he squatted slightly on his knees.

Etiquette is not a product of nature, but it is too deliberate.

Long Qi looked at the students in the classroom and listened very carefully, as if he was listening to a priest reading the Bible. What's more, they nodded frequently when they listened, and said yes again and again.

I can't understand what they are going to do. Long Qi never figured it out, so he didn't care about them anymore.

It seems that the etiquette can only be valid in the local area, and when you leave this near-heavenly star, you will change the heavens and the earth. This set of indecent etiquette should be left to the students to study.

At the end of the day, Long Qicong packed his things and prepared to go home.

Several male classmates exchanged glances with each other and approached Long Qicong. Long Qi seemed to see some strange gaze in their eyes.

Moreover, Long Qicong always felt that their gaze occasionally drifted to Long Emperor Yue. It seems that the person who came is not good.

"Long Jie, right?"

Long Qicong was puzzled for a moment before he remembered that this was his own vest. The Long Jie in their mouths is the name they claim to the outside world here.

Dragon Emperor Yue seemed a little nervous. It can't be called nervous, these people don't seem to be a threat in the eyes of Dragon Emperor Yue. It's just that their proximity makes Long Diyue feel uncomfortable.

Speaking of which, does Dragon Emperor Moon like boys? No, does Dragon Emperor Yue hate boys? Long Qicong remembered that she seemed to have this setting.

Xinghuang is all girls, and after a long time, Long Qicong forgot about himself.

"Is there something wrong?"

"You're also a new classmate, and we're going to invite the whole class to have a fun together. Get a welcome party for new students, and treat you purposely. You're the main character, so you can't help but come. ”

Protagonist?

What do you say Long Qi believes from the belief and says that the protagonist? Long Qi never believed that he was the protagonist, and other people's stories had already begun to open without a few chapters.

I'm almost a million words, and I'm still eating soft rice, and I don't know what to do. You can't be a séance, can you?

However, if you have to say it, the arrival of the Dragon Emperor Moon can also be regarded as a mechanical séance?

Long Qicong shook his palm, feeling a trace of spiritual power in his hand, flowing in at an extremely slow speed. Long Qicong smiled bitterly, and people's mechanical séances all increased their combat power.

At best, the Dragon Emperor Moon just returned what should have belonged to him.

Unknowingly, a large sum of money was borrowed. When they are all bankrupt, they will return the money, or in installments. That's it, it's not cash to be repaid.

Amortization options.

He sighed and focused his attention on the people in front of him. It's so young, a high school student, I haven't learned anything else, but adults have learned everything.

You're the main character, so you can't help but come. Why do you have to come? He also took the whole class to coerce himself into submission. Long Qi never had to think about it to know that this was the vulgar routine of the rich second generation to fight the heroine's idea.

Isn't their goal the Dragon Emperor Moon? Throw it to you, you dare to ask for it!