At this point, Brian's study was a different scene entirely. On the large peach blossom desk, the printed crop circle pattern is squeezed aside, and most of the territory is occupied by various snack bags and Coke bottles. On the couch across from the desk, Ian slumped lazily inside, cigarette in his mouth, and a pair of long legs wrapped in rag jeans dangled on the coffee table opposite. The coffee table was piled high with fried chicken, potato chips, and beer. His shoulders were hunched, and his thick, curly blonde hair swayed from side to side with the game console in his hand. On the other side of the sofa, a pair of big black and fat hands, beating on his round belly to the sonorous Indian English of Sanjay. Seeing that no one was paying attention, the big black and fat hands secretly reached for the last bag of potato chips on the coffee table. With a "snap", the thick black hand was kicked open by the stinky foot under the long legs of the rag cowboy, and Avery scolded: "Stingy! ”

"It's for your own good, you know? The boss is not small, and he still wants to steal food..."Ian pinched off the cigarette in his hand, continued his game, and muttered: "Look at your fat, even Mother Bear Jacobina can't look down on you anymore, more than forty people, do you really want to be a single for the rest of your life?" ... What time is it? He asked, his tight wheat-colored cheeks reflecting the warmth of the light.

Sanjay behind the desk looked up: "Eleven o'clock." Young master, with Principal Nan here, you don't have to worry about the doctor. Look at these photos! This is solid proof! Six crop circles spanning more than 400 meters appear at the same time in different parts of the earth! This can only be done by aliens! This is absolute proof! Evidence of the existence of aliens! You tell me? Young Master - Ian! ”

"Hmm." Ian bowed his head and continued the game in his hand.

"Aren't you excited? Not shocked? Not unexpected? Ian! Master Ian—"

"Excited! Astound! Surprise! Accident—" Ian pursed his lips and opened his blue eyes wide under his thick eyelashes, watery and innocent as a lost lamb.

"But you're all playing games! Master Ian—"

"But you've said it six times! Master Sanjay-" After the fierce pursuit of Sanjay, Ian had to put down the switch, spread his hands, learn Sanjay's tone, and said in a strange voice. As a chatter, he actually lost to Sanjay today, and he gave Sanjay a blank look.

"Young master, don't be kidding, I will always be your servant." Sanjay inertly corrected Ian, but turned his head to Avery: "Six times? Did I say it six times? Have it? ”

He didn't even remember the heated argument just now? Avery blew his beard and bared his white teeth.

When Sanjay's attempts were to no avail, he turned to Ciceli, who was sitting alone in an armchair in front of the window. The woman was only 24 years old, her face was blue, and her two dark circles that were so heavy that she could dwarf even the smoky makeup made her look much older than Ian, who was her age. Poor beauty, sleepwalking again. Sanjay was willing to let it go, but the absent-minded Ciceli still nodded at him with a serious face.

Sanjay glanced cautiously at the couch across from Ian - Masao Yoshida, a handsome Japanese man who resembled Takuya Kimura, immediately snorted coquettishly and turned his head to the other side to show that he was still angry.

"Nasty!" Ian, who was on the other side, squeezed out a sound from his nose and toned Yoshida without raising his head.

"The little couple quarreled again?" Avery, who had been bored for a long time, immediately gossiped.

"The Law of Conservation of Love!" IAN SAT UP STRAIGHT, HIS HANDS STILL BUSY ON THE TINY SWITCH.

"What is this law?" It's much more interesting than Sanjay's alien theory, Avery asked with a grin on his thick lips, his round, swarthy face crumpled.

"The total amount of love for everyone remains the same, and when they first fall in love, they are full of passion and will be willing to give their passion and care for the person they love. However, as we become familiar with each other, we will gradually lose freshness and patience, and there will be slackness and disgust, disharmony, and even breakup. However, each other is still the same two people, the love in our hearts is still there, but, we ignored it, but we did not spend our energy on maintaining the relationship, as time goes by, we ignore each other, no longer linger in love, only see each other's shortcomings, and no longer attract each other. So, we began to doubt, doubt our previous decisions, doubt this relationship, this marriage, and the worst thing is..."

"Ian! Are you tired? Ciceli finally spoke.

"This is the law of showing affection - dying quickly." Ian was still reluctant to end his speech.

Cicely turned her head to look out the window, which was pitch black, with only a gaunt woman's resentful look on the glass. She covered her panda eyes and scolded, "Stupid! ”

"Stupid? Also known as ** or SB, it belongs to the Internet vocabulary, which means fool. It is uncivilized language, it is a swear word, colloquial language, vulgar language and taboo language, malicious abuse, mostly used to scold people, and it will be regarded as very impolite behavior when used in public. Thoroughly, it means very, extreme, extreme, extreme..."Ian gushed as he put down his console and looked back at Celia defiantly, and suddenly, he closed his mouth, his shoulders shrunch, and he slid into the depths of the couch.

Avery twisted his neckless neck curiously, only to see Cicely's towering nose crimson and a little sparkle in the corners of her eyes. "As long as you have a cheap mouth, will you pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" He gloated, snatching the half-sack of potato chips from Ian's feet.

"Avery! How can you say that, young master, he is our first handsome man in Klesterburg, beauty and wisdom coexist, flowers bloom, everyone loves him, and the little prince Ian is in the wind! Sanjay immediately defended his young master, "Why doesn't the young master take pity on the jade?" When he went back to the bar, he invited six girls to drink at the same time, and those girls didn't know how beautiful they were, all of them had a glow on their faces, and they surrounded the young master, making the men in the whole bar envious and jealous to death. ”

"That's it!" Ian slumped up proudly again: "If it weren't for the shocking beauty, Young Master Ben wouldn't be too lazy to take care of it." ”

"Not really!" Sanjay stood up, shook his head honestly and said, "There are a few girls who are going to have a wedding with the young master that night, but fortunately the young master runs fast, otherwise I really don't know who to marry." ”

"Who doesn't know he's the head - the breeding pig." Cicely snorted coldly.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment, and although Cicely was telling the truth that everyone knew, such a sharp and sharp joke seemed to be a bit excessive. Cicely closed her eyes even more in frustration.

Although it was embarrassing, everyone's faces showed unceremonious expressions of hatred, and Avery also made up the knife: "That's it, when Principal Huinan comes, let him treat this breeding pig well, haha-"

Ian gave Avery a blank look and shot back, "She just can't eat grapes—" He glanced at Cicely, and before he could finish his words, he changed his tune: "Life is too short!" Do you want to be like Nan Yi, the piece of wood that Principal Nan, stay in that stone hut all day and pretend to be a coercion, who looks? Life is wasted! ”

"So should you be like you, as Prometheus, running naked with torches on London Bridge?" Cicely sneered.

It happened at the 2012 Olympics in London, when 18-year-old Ian was ordered to protect the Queen of England at the Games. At the end of the song, Ian performed such a scene - naked carrying the Olympic torch and running on London Bridge with a group of equally naked girls, causing a series of traffic accidents! What's even more unfortunate is that someone took a video and put it on major websites, becoming the first place in the 'hot search of the year'. Some call it a kind of performance art – Prometheus running to freedom; Some people criticize this as a distortion of human nature and a degradation of morality; But what is more talked about is: the length of the handsome men and the curves of the beautiful girls in the video...

This incident has become the biggest highlight of Ian's absurd history, but whenever anyone can't resist Ian's foul mouth, they will turn out the sentence: "Then should you be like you, as Prometheus, naked, running on London Bridge with a torch in his body?" ”。

This time was no exception, Ian closed his mouth hatefully, and didn't forget to add a sentence before shutting up: "Here you go again?" But! Except for Principal South, who in Kleistburg hasn't had any trouble? One day, add some ingredients to the Nanyi water cup, call the girls on the London Bridge, and check together to check whether the big stuffy gourd is developing normally. ”

"Take me!" Avery struggled to pull himself out of the couch.

"And me!" At this time, Sanjay, a fanatical rheatfield fan, completely forgot the pile of photos on the table, and he stood in front of the armchair, grinning the corners of his mouth, and turned his head to make up for it with a lewd smile.

"Shut up!" Ciceli waved her palm, and Sanjay was swept back into her seat by the wave of qi, "The Doctor and Nanyi are coming back, and it's not quiet yet?!" She hid her irritation.

"Don't scare me with Nanyi!" Ian laughed, and suddenly, his body tensed, and the SWITCH in his hand was hidden behind him. "Daddy——, Principal Nan!" He screamed, his hand straining, and the SWITCH sank into the crack of the couch. Ian stood, his eyes timidly looking behind Brian, and the others followed suit.

"I'm playing a game again, and I don't want to have eyes." Brian, who suddenly appeared in the study, reproached, but his face was full of doting smiles. Ian stuck out his tongue at him and ran straight behind him.

"Wow! Principal Nan, Brother Nan! Cow break! Teleportation - and teleportation! Take me to play on one day? Ian surrounded Nan Yi, his eyes slamming flatteringly, his hands carefully held up, lest he touch Nan Yi's body. Suddenly, he couldn't help it, and laughed out loud. Nan Yi, who was half a head taller than him, lowered her eyes to look at him, and that gaze made Ian immediately cover her mouth.

His eyes moved to all parts of the study, and everywhere he went, he was in a hurry. Even Yoshida, who was sulking, ran to his desk and cleaned up the garbage on Sanjay's desk. Escaping Nanyi's gaze, Ian immediately reveals his true form, pointing behind Nanyi, his thin pink lips opening into an exaggerated "oh" shape. Everyone secretly followed his gesture and caught a glimpse of Nan Yi soaking wet: under the thin white cotton clothes, the graceful, muscular lines were clearly visible, the impeccable muscles were full of strength, and the whole person was like a stone statue of David sculpted by Michelangelo.

Yoshida and Sanjay reacted the most, and they both blushed and lowered their heads against the table, not daring to look at Nanyi. Ian couldn't hold it back, and he laughed: "Yoshida! You don't care about your little Yiyi, do you think he's wiping the table or wiping his own saliva? Ian squeezed his nose, mimicking Masao Yoshida's voice.

"He's not someone else's, how dare I care!" Yoshida glanced at Sanjay in shame and complained shyly.

There was laughter in the study, and Yoshida became even more shy, and he excused himself to find a set of dry clothes for Nanyi, turned around and ran out of the study with his ass twisted like a woman.

Nan Yi's gaze softened, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Ian immediately got an inch, and he started the electric motor again: "Brother Nan! Just finished soaking in the hot springs? Why don't you take my little brother with you? Look at you, there is no one around you to massage, relax and relax. If you take me with you, I won't be able to give you relaxation, but I can bring you tea and water, and clean clothes for you. Like you, it's not good to have a cold, how many people will be sad! First of all, my sister won't let me go. That's - Sanjay, huh? My poor young lady... It's a pity that my little sister really doesn't have eyes..."

"Who got the soot on the couch?" Nan Yi interrupted Ian's nagging, his gaze majestic.

"Me! I-" Ian replied honestly, reaching for the cigarette ash from the couch, his hands frozen in the air. "Oops!" He screamed and begged for mercy as he looked at Nanyi, who walked to the window on her own, and Ciceli immediately flashed to the side. Outside the window, several pots of margaritas have quietly bloomed in early spring, and the white flowers are blown on the glass by the cold wind of the night.

Ian covered his ears and looked at his father with a groan, and Brian smiled and pointed his fingers at him.

When the call for help failed, Ian screamed, "I know, I know it's wrong!" Headmaster! Smoking is not good for your health, it spreads soot everywhere and harms public health..."

Nan Yi was bending over his back and looking down at the white flowers outside the window, and if he added a pair of glasses, he would look more like the old headmaster in the teaching office. He seemed to be amused by Ian, and his shoulders shook as he turned his back, "Well—begging for mercy is quick." He waved his hand, and Ian collapsed on the couch, and Ciceli wrung her hands and whispered, "You should take good care of this dead slut." ”

After cleaning up the coffee table, Avery patted a pair of dark palms, walked towards Nan Yi with a smile, and the entire floor shook with his footsteps: "Brother Nan, you taught me teleportation last time, I can't practice it, you can tell me about it again." ”

Nan Yi turned around, his hands still behind his back, like seeing a student who was not angry, his voice was also solemn and harmonious: "W=Fs, F=ma, your M value soars too fast, W can't keep up, then S will naturally become a downward trend." ”

Avery grabbed his big round head, puzzled. Sixteen years later, Avery had not doubled in age, but quadrupled in weight, far surpassing his late friend McCaylor as the fattest man the castle had ever seen. The others burst into laughter, but the headmaster, who spoke, looked at them coldly.

"Wow? - "Ian is weird: "Principal Nan - can tell jokes?" Is a thousand-year-old tree going to bloom? ”

The headmaster glanced at him awe-inspiringly, and Ian, with a look of fake horror, slapped Avery on Avery's ass with a sound that sounded like a ripe watermelon. "Principal Nan said that you are fat, and you still haven't lost weight?" Ian shook his head and smiled at Nan Yi and said, "You have to take care of him, he was just grabbing potato chips with me." I stopped him seriously for you, should I be rewarded? ”

Seeing that Nan Yi's eyes were soft, Ian had to move forward, the corners of Nan Yi's mouth hooked, and he reached out and touched his unkempt blonde hair.

"Ahh Dead, dead—" Ian cried, slumping on the couch in an exaggerated manner. Sanjay also came to join in the fun, but was exposed by Yoshida, who had just returned with his clothes: "Don't touch him!" This dead Indian is so dirty that he refuses to take a shower or brush his teeth, Principal Nan, you have to take care of him. ”

"Where? How?! Sanjay cried out in shame and collapsed on the couch, covering his head with a pillow......

Everyone in the study was joking and playing like relatives, and Brian looked at Nan Yi, whose face was once like an ice sculpture, the lines became soft, and the half-drooping eyes left two elegant arcs on the moonlit face. The night is deep, and the world outside the window is quiet, with the deep blue sky blending with the blue snow-capped mountains. Brian recalls the first time he met Nan Yi sixteen years ago... Sixteen years, how many people have been saved, how many people have changed, and how many people have been sacrificed in this castle. But for this group of children, all these years of forbearance and sacrifice are worth it!

What exactly do these six crop circles mean today, and what's really going on at the Texas monitoring station? Will it threaten Kleistburg? Brian had to interrupt the laughter in the study and urged, "Avery, you go and see if the plane is ready, we have to leave as soon as possible." Wait," Brian asked, "just a few of you?" Corenna, Regg, where are they going? ”

"Dad, it's March, spring is coming! Do you expect them all to be as safe as I am? Ian replied first.

"Miss Corona has gone to a friend's party, and Reg and Bonita have accompanied her." Avery secretly glanced back at Nan Yi and continued to report truthfully: "Andre and Bertrem, I didn't see them this morning, and the other juniors couldn't do anything, so I didn't inform them. ”

Avery prepares to go on the plane, and Nan Yi changes into the clothes that Yoshida brought over, a gray-blue British casual suit, which finally gives him some smell of smoke. He went back to the window, opened it, brought in the pots of margaritas, slowly plucked the branches open, pulled out the weeds inside, and the dirt stuck to the clean fingers... This made Brian wonder if he really had a cleanliness fetish.

"It's not a famous flower, my dad just raises it casually." Ian followed, looking at the pots full of small white flowers, exonerating Brian.

"Flowers are not precious." Nan Yi glanced at Ian and continued his work.

"Hee-hee!" Ian smiled flatteringly: "A master is a master, and his taste is naturally unconventional!" Look, this little white flower, girlish and fresh, Brother Nan likes it, of course I like it more! With that, he hid behind Nan Yi, glaring, pointing his finger at Brian, reciprocating his father's fingering at him when he entered the house...