I didn't have to sort things out properly, and I had to buy some supplies online, and with so many things happening today, Zhao Mengyao was also very tired and wanted to rest early.

Lin Zeyu looked a little disappointed, and turned around and left without saying anything.

Zhao Mengyao walked into the teaching building, and heard the laughter and laughter in the third-tier classroom from a distance, the door was ajar, and Zhao Mengyao struggled at the door for a while before pushing the door open.

She was a little embarrassed, she was late for the first day, and she was still in this kind of big classroom, and she must have attracted a lot of attention as soon as she walked in...... It's a bit of a shame.

On the podium stood a female teacher, a counselor from the Chinese Academy, surnamed Chen.

Zhao Mengyao bowed to the counselor on the podium, Teacher Chen, and said embarrassedly, "Sorry teacher, I'm late." ”

Teacher Chen waved his hand in a friendly manner and beckoned, "It's okay, it's okay, let's find a place to sit, let's just start!" ”

Zhao Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, it seemed that this was a teacher with a good temper: "Thank you, teacher!" ”

So she turned her head and glanced around, looking for a place to sit. This is a large lecture hall that can accommodate more than a hundred people, and there are all unfamiliar faces as far as the eye can see, and countless inquiring eyes fall on her, Zhao Mengyao doesn't like to be eye-catching, so she lowered her eyes slightly and walked to the back of the classroom.

There are some empty seats in the last few rows.

At this moment, Teacher Chen on the podium shouted: "Then let's build a group face-to-face first, and treat it as a class group in the future, and I will say anything in the group if there is any notice, don't block it." ”

Zhao Mengyao found a place in the corner of the last row and sat down, and there was a boy in a white shirt sitting next to him, with soft hair, fair and delicate face, his eyes were lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking, and the atmosphere around him was very quiet.

The counselor on the podium continued, "Is anyone going to volunteer to be class president? Didn't you? Then I'll randomly pick someone in the group to be the class leader. Let me see...... Well...... Raven? ”

Zhao Mengyao trembled.

Remembering the last time I saw that familiar face in the abandoned factory, I showed an unfamiliar evil expression, tilted my head slightly and said, "...... The Twelve Servants of the House of Romano - Dark Raven. ”

The little brother in the white shirt sitting on Zhao Mengyao's right side quietly raised his head, looked at the podium, lowered his head again, and tugged at the corner of his clothes nervously.

"Who is the Raven? This name is so domineering, it looks like it should be a very dragged boy, right? Come, stand up and let us get to know each other. ”

The little brother almost tore the corners of his shirt, and finally raised his hand weakly and whispered: "It's my ......"

The voice was as light as a mosquito, and if Zhao Mengyao hadn't been attracted to him from the beginning, she wouldn't have noticed him talking at all.

After finding that no one heard him, the little brother plucked up his courage and stood up.

This time, when the counselor saw him, he immediately beckoned enthusiastically: "Such a handsome young man, come on, come to the podium, introduce yourself, and let everyone get to know each other." ”

The little brother showed visible nervousness, and almost walked to the podium with his hands and feet.

There was a bad-hearted young man who deliberately stretched out his foot and tripped him, but the little brother didn't pay attention to his feet, stumbled and fell down the stairs of the lecture hall, so frightened that Mr. Chen ran down on his high heels, and asked with concern, "Classmate, are you okay?" Injured or not? ”