"Why did the head teacher mention graduation at this time?" Roger was now munching on his burger, swallowing a few bites of the meat of the Roaring Beast, and his appetite returned.

"Didn't she say it, as usual...... We are now in third grade. Jonny told him.

"But there's still almost a year to go, isn't it too early to talk about choosing a school or something?" Roger frowned, his cheeks puffed out, chewing on the food in his mouth.

"For those who have a goal orientation, the choice has already been set, but for those who still don't know what they want to do in the future, this year is probably the first choice in life, and it is better to make some rational considerations sooner rather than later." Jonny explained to him.

"It sounds like you've lived once." Roger sucked the cup with a straw, making a sizzling sound, but Jonny just smiled at him.

"My goal was clear, train hard, play hard, get into a college team where I could play, and then join the professional rugby ......league," Luo Mingming looked at the half-nibbled Newton burger in front of him, and muttered: "I admit that what I said before is still a bit arbitrary, you know, there have always been doubts about whether or not to finally take this path these days, but it is just a thought, and it has not really burned the dream of many years." ”

"And now?" Jonny looked at him with a smirk.

"I don't know......," Roger said with some struggle. Ever since I took that damn cup of wheat, this feeling has become even stronger, I mean, I've proven myself enough, is there any need to go on with the wind and water? He asked Jonny.

"Smooth sailing...... You mean professional football? Jonny flattened his mouth.

"I don't like the look of a hypocrite like you, JFK......," Roger said dissatisfied. Let's admit it, as long as there are no ongoing injuries, it's an indisputable fact that the two of us can go further on the road of rugby. I mean, it's a wheat cup, think about those famous players who are active in the league, which one didn't come over like this? ”

"You're saying you don't want to be them?" Jonny looked at him with a smirk, which made Roger immediately alert.

"If I don't want to, you'll definitely reply to me as a hypocrite, right?" He pointed his finger at Jonny like a gun, and as soon as he said 'I know', Jonny had no choice but to spread his hands and say forgiveness.

"The life of a top player is naturally enviable, with a lot of money, imperfect chicks, and endless food, but don't you think it's boring to run for such a certain future from now on?" Roger sighed.

"Your idea is really interesting." Jonny laughed. "A lot of people will die for a visible future, and you want it to be obscure."

"Life is full of surprises, and I don't want to go through the cracks, is there anything wrong with that?" Roger wondered.

"That's right...... Maybe...... But not anyone has a background like yours, and your thinking is probably clearly influenced by this. Jonny reminds him that two years of spending time together have taught him the essence of Roger, an innocent yet complex personality that surrounds the shadow of the family. He is humorous, but sensitive and worried, like an onion wrapped in sugar, peeling off the sweet skin, it is layer after layer of spicy and sour.

"All I can tell you is Roger ......," Jonny heartily threw his opinion to his friend. You are accustomed to rejecting the life course that you have set, even the one you set yourself, and you have clearly fallen into the category of relative paranoia. ”

Jonny could see the thoughts in Roger's eyes at this time, and the blonde young man obviously did not deny the topic of this great family that he had been taboo about, and he seemed to be seriously pondering Jonny's words.

But just the next second later, the rare confusion had disappeared from his eyes, and Roger closed his eyes and yawned heavily, before concentrating on the remaining half of the burger.

"A top student, a football star, and even a half-truth...... psychiatrist," Roger muttered. I'm fed up with you, JFK, you make everything so boring......" He sucked Milu up and searched the plate for the remaining piece of fried chicken, but when he found it, he looked at Jonny only to find that the other party was staring at him fiercely.

"What? Do you want to eat it? Roger shook the chicken in front of Johnny's eyes.

"I'm only halfway there......" Jonny said to him suddenly, "that's just rational, and would you like to hear something wild and funny?" He said with a smile, and this expression made Roger. Clark suddenly took a closer look, and he tugged at Jonny, who seemed to be waiting for him to agree.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it, you'll have diarrhea if you hold it for a few days." Roger didn't have a good airway.

"Then I'll say it......" said Johnny mysteriously, "that's about the 'Son of Hope'......"

"Shut up!" Roger immediately interrupted him. "We've all agreed not to make fun of it, and it's not funny for you to bring it up now, Jonny!"

"No, no, Roger, you listen to me." Jonny knew that whenever Roger called him by his first name instead of JFK, that layer of icing with humor was peeling off. Sensing his genuine resistance, Jonny still wanted to keep the conversation going.

"Think about the possibility, if, I'm just saying that if you are really the 'Child of Hope' mentioned by the Kander in the prophecy of the Ascendor, then would such a big man spend half his life trying to become a professional football star?" Jonny smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"If that's the case, wouldn't those ascension who, like gods, have the power to travel through the heavens and latitudes and the earth and create the power of the star gate, waste this design of this relic that has been passed down for hundreds of millions of years, and become fanatics who sell their fame and reputation one by one?" He explained it reasonably.

"Pull it down, where can I get in touch with it again, I'm just not sure if I want to continue on the rugby road, how did it get into your mouth and put this weird thing in your mouth again?" Roger didn't believe it at all, and didn't even listen to it, he looked at Jonny's somewhat engaged expression, and said: "What do they say about the omen of the end of the world, but now the world is peaceful, and what kind of demon king comes into the world, that is the story of gods and ghosts who are alive...... Hey, I said, how did you bring this up again? "There's something strange about him.

"It's not peaceful anymore, we're about to go to war with the Walkens, Roger." Jonny told him solemnly.

"." Roger didn't believe it at all.