In the next three rounds of offensive and defensive switching, because the gap between offensive and defensive strength is too big, Roger and Jonny's team will not be able to prevent Seth and Rosyth in the next defensive battle. Young's cooperation, Jr. Yang scored two touchdowns, and finally won the game, Jonny didn't feel anything, but Moleno scolded Blunte, and Roger was still happy like the team won the Angel Bowl.

"Look over there." The blonde boy pointed in the direction of the girls' dormitory, and Jonny could see that several windows had been opened, and there were many girls on the windowsill who had been watching them from just now.

Roger galloped to the front of the building, his head up, his waist tucked in, like a victor examining his booty, and then he kissed them with a sunny face and a big smile.

"Hi ladies!" He shouted.

Although someone immediately closed the window, this time there was a girl who returned his flying kiss and giggled.

Roger's goal has finally been achieved, because today's ten-person tournament will undoubtedly have a few more names on his roster of high school girlfriends.

"Then it's our turn to have dinner today." Moreno's words made Roger, who had been proud for a long time, finally realize the stakes for today's victory, and Seth's gang was waiting with a smile.

"Forget it today." He looked at Seth earnestly, but the latter just shook his head slowly and expressionlessly, and Da Yang behind him 'cut' disdainfully.

"Old Mo ......," the blonde boy turned to Moleno with a pleading expression.

"Don't talk about it, I paid for it last time, and I said that it's up to you to lose this time, don't grind, I'm really hungry." Moreno punched his temporary teammate bigger than his punching bag.

"Jonny, or you ......" Roger was clearly shy, and finally began to fight Jonny's idea.

"My mom is still waiting for me at the door after school, and it's not appropriate for me to have dinner." Jonny hurriedly said.

"What a good baby." Roger didn't care at all. "I'm asking, can you have this ...... That one...... Brother Jonny, with our relationship, it shouldn't be a good idea to borrow some money from you, right? He said uncertainly.

"Because I'm so well-behaved, my mother didn't give me pocket money." Jonny wasn't lying to him, and he still doesn't know if the money in his account will be used.

"See you later." He walked forward quickly, for fear that Roger would stop him.

"Blount and Sam, you see, we're all old friends......" he heard Roger snorting from afar.

……

……

"The poetry and poetry in the Chinese language is a unique form of this very ancient culture to show to the outside world." Homeroom Teacher Caitlin. Teacher Serkis held a light pen in her hand, swaying slowly in the air in front of her, and she stepped out of a misty bush, her serious expression seemed to have a sense of piety.

"It's a fine and beautiful art." Caitlin said to her students.

"You see, they're just simple rhyming sentences, but they can express a myriad of moods." She drew everyone's eyes to the end of the light and shadow.

The class was now on top of a cliff, and not far behind Caitlin was a rocky cliff. And the fog gradually dissipated, and in front of the cliff, where the teacher's light pen pointed, you could see the rushing river in the distance, twisting and turning between the mountains and mountains. In the distance, on the mountain beam across the river, there is a small pavilion that is an inch square, and a man wearing a sash and a long robe strokes the piano in the pavilion, and the sound of the piano looms in the surging roar of the river.

The scene displacer simulates all this artistic conception, all the students are immersed in the painting scroll of the landscape splashed with ink, and even Roger stopped the rotation of the light pen in his hand, staring at the beautiful scenery in front of him quietly.

Teacher Caitlyn stepped down from the podium and began to write Chinese characters with a light pen in the walkway that had been turned into a country path. "Turning the feelings in your heart into verses is the magic of the Chinese language."

She wrote hard, writing:

The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of clouds,

Infinite mountains and rivers tears, who says that the world is wide,

The birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go alone,

I don't get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain.

The words emerged from the tip of her pen, fluttering in the wind, gradually moving away from everyone's sight, blending into the beauty of that side, and after a while, those poems slowly echoed in the distant mountains, and lingered for a long time.

Taking advantage of this gap, Jonny finally couldn't help it, and he asked Roger. Clark asked:

"These poems by Mr. Serkis...... But it's all from Li Bai. ”

Roger was staring at the fluttering sentences in a daze, and he didn't hear Jonny's words, and needed his new friend to whisper to him, "Roger! Hey...... Roger! He turned his head and looked at the other man with a blank look.

"These are Li Bai's poems, right? Roger? Jonny asked him again.

"Huh? Verse? yes, maybe, I don't care about that, Jonny, these words are ...... I'm dizzy. He shook his head from side to side.

"So what? We're Li Baiban. He paused and added.

"That's right, Li Baiban, why didn't I think of it before." Jonny slapped his leg.

"Jonny. Kent, do you have any verses to share? "Teacher Caitlin's mood is ruined by Jonny.

'Teachers have the obligation to educate, and students have the right to learn' Jonny understands that as long as he obediently closes his mouth at this time, the teacher's reprimand will be over.

But he still asked, "Did these poems come before the day of landing, Mr. Serkis?" ”

"Of course!" Caitlyn replied quickly.

Jonny was stunned, but he didn't expect to get an answer so easily.

"How did these come down? I mean, most of us know that starships carry memories of humanity's past, and that has perished with the cybers, but these poems? ”

"Poetry?" Caitlyn wondered. "Are you saying that they were destroyed with it?" She put away the light pen in her hand and put her hands behind her back. "It seems that it is time for me to talk to Mr. Xie Fudi about your interest in human history class, Kent students, cyber people and our ancestors have lived together for two hundred years, and these are our heritage."

"So why the hell was that war? If these estates have been successfully settled? Jonny still reluctantly asked.

“…… This is a Chinese paraphrasing lesson, Kent students! If you have no questions about history, please ask your corresponding instructor! ”