Chapter 59: The Contest for Places
(Unexpectedly busy...... οΌ
(The first month's manuscript fee came out...... How to put it, a little hurt, a little depressed, and the pressure has become greater.
I don't have any reason to refute teachers and parents now, the numbers are here, it's not as much as a month's income from serving a plate......
Yes, I know that the more the manuscript fee goes back, it will get better and better month by month, but other people will not see it that way, especially those old people whose concept of life is a generation away from us.
Although we say it ourselves chic, go our own way, and don't care how others criticize it. But living in this society, with all kinds of fetters around, how can it really be so chic?
Maybe I really did a mistake when I chose to open this book in the first place? Or is it better to cut him off with a knife when he hasn't been put on the shelves yet, and choose to start all over again?
I'm a little confused and tired now, my body is tired, and my heart is even more tired. Or the same sentence - I'm about to graduate, what the hell am I doing?
When the interruption continues, it is chaotic.
Maybe it's time for me to think about it. οΌ
(This passage is just an emotion, I counted it into the word count, and there was no charge.) οΌ
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Night.
The lights in the dormitory have been extinguished.
Arthur was lying on the bed, holding his phone in one hand, casually flipping through the latest news.
His fingers kept flipping, swiping through the messages, but after a while, Arthur's movements were paused, his eyes staring at a news item on his phone, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Imperial Princess...... Yang Yuan? β
Looking at the name, Arthur couldn't help but laugh.
That witch is really.,In order to show her anger.,Will do any kind of action.γ
If he still drags on and doesn't go back, will Sissi even have to break out his emotional entanglements with some people, so that those paparazzi can study the romantic history of His Majesty the Emperor?
"Jealous? But you are an immortal witch, and I am the Chosen King. Both of them are characters who stand at the top of the pyramid of life, how can it be so easy to give birth to offspring......"
The murmur in his mouth seems to be talking to himself, but in fact, Arthur is comforting our witch highness through the heart-to-heart dialogue in his mind.
In fact, Arthur still said that if he really looked into it, it would be impossible for him and Sissi to have children at all...... No, it should be said that between him and any woman, it is unlikely that there will be offspring.
"Alone...... This is the title. It's not just that simple. β
Cultivator, the king of all laws.
Although it sounds good, in fact, Arthur himself is just an ant struggling under the fate of the avenue.
If he is really a life cultivator, and everything is controlled by one mind, then he will not have three golden fingers against the sky.
The existence of Goldfinger is of course convenient, but it also shows that Arthur himself is only a part of the control of fate.
At most, he was favored by the Roots more than the other ants, and had more hope of transcending this fateβthough Arthur still didn't know why the Avenue, or the Roots, was so fond of him.
But Arthur could feel it faintly.
Although he has indeed reached an unprecedented level on the way to cultivating his life. It can be said that he is the best in ancient and modern times, but at the same time, compared with those immortal emperors in ancient times, he is also more sad.
At the very least, those emperors can still have children. But it was almost impossible for him to give birth to a daughter.
Thinking of this, listening to Sissi's whining in his ears, the wry smile on Arthur's face became even worse.
Did he really mean it? In fact, the boy also wants a few well-behaved daughters, ghost fathers or something...... Ahem, cough, cough.
Throw away the thoughts that have arisen inexplicably in your mind. Arthur opened his mouth:
"Sissi, we still have a lot of time, don't we? Don't worry about it for a while. β
The tone was as gentle as possible, and the young voice comforted the witch opposite.
After more than ten years of training. Arthur has now successfully transformed from a little white otaku to a first-class love saint...... Okay, a little exaggerated, but at least the boy won't be as stupid as before, at least the woman should be a little coaxed when she is awkward, and he can still understand this.
finally calmed down the girl, and Arthur breathed a sigh of relief.
Don't look at the witch's usual smart and shrewd, scheming and scheming or anything, anyway, at that moment just now, Sissi gave Arthur the feeling that she was completely an awkward newlywed wife, a little arrogant and coquettish, and unrelenting.
This gave the boy a headache for a while.
But vaguely, he likes this kind of Sissi.
How so...... That's more human, isn't it?
The phone lock screen, and Arthur turned his head to look at the girl sleeping inside.
The sound of steady breathing, it looks like you are sleeping soundly.
What does it mean for a girl to be able to sleep peacefully and sweetly when she is in the same room with a boy?
The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the boy closed his eyes and began to rest as well.
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"Because of the changes to this tournament, the school's arrangements have also undergone some arrangements."
The next day, the sun was shining.
At the lecture table of the first class of the year, Yamada Manyan showed a soft smile as always, and spoke loudly to everyone listening carefully.
"The venue of the tournament is set in Yanjing, the imperial capital of China, which must be known to all students."
After saying this, seeing the people below nodding, Yamada Maya continued to speak: "But it's a competition where the geniuses of the world's academies will gather together. β
"There are not many IS adaptors in the world, but there are definitely a lot, even the students in the academy are at least tens of thousands. With so many people, it is naturally impossible for all of them to participate. β
His gaze swept over the girls below, and Maya Yamada's eyes flashed with excitement.
This should be the excitement of seeing a world-class competition soon, after all, Maya Yamada was only an alternate representative until the end, and he did not become a real representative student, and he was not able to represent his country in the World IS Series.
So even though this tournament is only held in the first grade, these little girls who have just come into contact with IS, Maya Yamada is still quite excited, after all, this is a world-class tournament.
For the excitement of the glasses girl, the girls below naturally didn't notice it.
What they care about at this moment is the meaning of Maya Yamada's words.
"Teacher!" He raised his hand and asked, "You mean that we can only select a few representatives to participate in this competition?" β
"Yes." Maya Yamada's gaze swept over the owners of several special machines in the class, with a smile on his face.
Seeing this scene, Zhen frowned, and the upset mood in his heart flashed away.
"So, for this tournament, the school decided to organize a first-year competition for places before the tournament."
"Scramble?"
Hearing the news from the mouth of the eyed mother, the eyes of several girls in the classroom suddenly lit up.
Glancing at each other, the eyes of the Isha girls all lit up with a hint of essence.
Originally, because of the temporary revision of the tournament, their private bet contract was also considered semi-scrapped.
But now the academy is going to hold a competition?
This news suddenly made the girls' eyes light up.
Let's use this one to determine the winner! β
In the flickering of their eyes, several girls saw the meaning in each other's eyes, and nodded at the same time, and their bodies erupted with unparalleled battle intent.
"Hmm......"
Arthur, who was thinking about something else, came back to his senses and saw this scene, his mind was stunned, and he didn't understand what was happening at all.
Looking at the excitement and fighting spirit between several girls, Arthur thought that his Shura field was finally coming.
I didn't expect it to be like this in the end.
Looking at the girl who had calmed down again, Arthur touched his head and shrugged.
At this time, he could only sigh: Don't guess the girl's thoughts.
Because you won't be able to guess if you guess. (To be continued......)