The interview ended promptly after twenty minutes.

Yan Xiaobei and the unfinished Octavier left the University of Birmingham.

Octavier was going over and over and over to figure out how to make a great news story, and she was very excited and chattering along the way.

"We should go back immediately, you know, Zhuang, there are a lot of ideas in my head right now, each one is a very good idea, Professor Leon is very good, I have a deep understanding that people like Weishenme will succeed because of his self-discipline, meticulousness, and seriousness."

"Ovie." Yan Xiaobei stopped him.

"What?" Octavier reflexively paused and looked overhead, as if she had a psychological shadow of what had happened. "What do you want to say, Zhuang." After making sure that there was no debris on the top of her head, Octavier asked Yan Xiaobei.

"We should go the other way." Yan Xiaobei said with a strange face.

“weishenme？”

"Because the car is coming." Yan Xiaobei said.

"Cars, cars coming? What does that mean, Zhuang. ”

Bang!

A car on the street next to it lost control, went straight through a clothing store, and then crashed into the wall, like a crazy wild horse, rushed out, came to the street where Yan Xiaobei and the two were located, passed in front of Octavier, and then turned in a dashing way, hit the telephone pole with a bang, and did not move.

Octavier's face turned pale with fright, her legs went limp, and she almost collapsed on the ground...... If it weren't for Yan Xiaobei reaching out to support her.

"You saved me again, Zhuang."

After coming over for a while, Octavier calmed down, and her gratitude to Yan Xiaobei couldn't be greater, but what puzzled her was that Weishenme Yan Xiaobei would know that the car was coming.

Of course, I saw it with my mind.

However, Yan Xiaobei replied, "My ears are very good, Miss Ovier. ”

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Octavier glanced at Yan Xiaobei and returned to the newspaper office by a different path.

Yan Xiaobei followed behind her step by step, sneaking a glance at her with the eye of heaven, and found that the ominous aura on her body was still wrapped around her body, as if it might invite disaster at any time.

He is worthy of being cursed by bad luck.

This kind of person will stuff his teeth even if he drinks cold water, and it is possible that he will even be choked to death.

Returning to the newspaper, Octavier entered the state of work with all her heart, concentrating on coding words and writing articles, Yan Xiaobei sat beside her, looked at her nose and nose, and began to climb the rooftop.

Layer after layer, step after step, step by step.

The lost divine thoughts were replenished at an astonishing speed, and Yan Xiaobei, who had ascended to the sky, had no idea how time had passed, and the mysterious voice did not disturb him, until ......

"Hey, what are you doing, Zhuang." After writing the article and feeling that there was no problem, Octavier handed over her interview to the editor-in-chief, and when she came back, she found Yan Xiaobei sitting in her chair, motionless, as if she was asleep.

So I walked over and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

Yan Xiaobei suddenly fell off the rooftop and returned to his body.

"It's nothing, it's just in a daze, it's my hobby."

"yes, weird hobby."

Octavier glanced at Yan Xiaobei strangely, and quickly put this little thought behind her, "Zhuang, I'm going to have dinner now, do you want to come along?" ”

"Of course, if you're in for a treat." Yan Xiaobei knows that foreigners have always respected the AA system, but unfortunately he doesn't have a penny on him.

"No problem, you're my savior." Octavier agreed without thinking. "What are we going to eat?" She put on her coat and straddled the leather bag hanging from the chair over her shoulders, which turned out to be LV's.

"Let's go eat Chinese food." Yan Xiaobei knew that the staple food of Great Britain except for potatoes was fried fish, which was simply the best in the dark cuisine world, and it was really a shame that they were able to eat this kind of thing and grow up.

"Chinese food, good idea." "Speaking of which, I haven't eaten Chinese food in a long time. ”

"Then what are you waiting for, go you."

So the two of them found a Chinese restaurant, had a beautiful meal, and were imprisoned in the dark prison for more than a month, Yan Xiaobei ate one meal a day, and it was not very delicious, and after eating such a delicious meal for more than a month, he was almost moved to tears.

It's not easy.

I finally came out of that place.

From then on, the dragon enters the sea, the tiger returns to the mountains and forests, no one can stop himself, deceive himself, offend himself, and he will eventually pay the price, no matter who the enemy is.

Yan Xiaobei made up his mind to eradicate all the enemies that stood in front of him.

"Ovie." After dinner, Yan Xiaobei asked, "Ovie, are you living with your family now?" ”

"No, no, I live alone."

"It's great, I just don't have a place to live, so I'll go to your house tonight to rest."

"What?"

Although Octavier is grateful to Yan Xiaobei for saving her, she is not generous enough to live with a man she has just met for a day.

"Didn't I make it clear, I've only been in this country for a long time, and I don't have a place to stay yet, so why don't I go to your house to rest tonight." He said these words without changing his face.

"Zhuang, I ......"

"You don't agree?" Yan Xiaobei stared at Octavier with such unsympathetic eyes.

The blonde beauty was embarrassed by Yan Xiaobei's staring, and the words that came to her mouth were not spoken several times, and finally sighed helplessly, "Okay Zhuang, anyway, my house is very big, and there are many empty rooms." ”

"yes, I'll see." Yan Xiaobei said disappreciatively.

Half an hour later, Yan Xiaobei finally understood the true meaning of the phrase that my house is very large and there are many empty rooms.

Octavier's home is indeed huge, more of a ...... than a home Manor.

Her home is actually an eighteenth-century surviving manor, renovated several times, preserved Haode ancient manor, walking into this manor, Yan Xiaobei seems to have come to the eighteenth century, Queen Victoria's time, the empire on which the sun never sets.

Every corridor, every brick has left a mark of time, and the smell of antiquity permeates every room.

The mottled walls, the creepers, the purple and red gardens, and the old villas, the exotic style is vividly displayed at this moment.

On the walls of the corridors of the villa, there are ancient portraits, each of which is a knight in ancient armor.

"I didn't expect Ovie, your ancestor to be a knight." Yan Xiaobei was a little surprised.

"Oh, please, Zhuang, my father is still a knight, and Owen is the last name, you should know it."

"Owen, should I know?" Yan Xiaobei said strangely.

Octavier was stunned.

Yan Xiaobei said: "I'm sorry, if the surname Owen was as famous as Einstein, Newton, Copernicus, and Galileo, I think I would remember it, but obviously not." ”

"It is true that my ancestors are not as famous as these people, but when my ancestors were in the same era as these people, these people would never arrogantly raise their heads in the face of my ancestors."

Yan Xiaobei suddenly realized, "Your ancestors must have been nobles at that time." ”

"Yes, among the Knights of the Round Table, there are my ancestors."

When it comes to the Knights of the Round Table, everyone will think of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, but in fact, there are far more than a dozen Knights of the Round Table, but the most famous are probably these twelve people.

Over time, everyone would call the Knights of the Round Table the Twelve Knights of the Round Table.

"Okay, Zhuang, there's no point in discussing this, this is your room, and my room is next door, but I want to warn you, Zhuang."

At this, Octavier's tone changed.

"What?" Yan Xiaobeiyun asked lightly.

"Although I am grateful that you saved my life, if you dare to trespass into my room without knocking, I will definitely kick your lower body and raise you for the rest of your life."

Yan Xiaobei couldn't help laughing.

Octavier felt that she was being underestimated, and said, "Don't underestimate me, my swordsmanship is very good. ”

Yan Xiaobei was not surprised, it would be terrible if the descendants of knights did not know swordsmanship.

Octavier knows how to do swordsmanship, and rightfully so.

There must be something unexpected about the swordsmanship of the Knights of the Round Table, and it may be very powerful.

However, without the sword, the combat effectiveness of these people will be weakened terrifyingly, for example, this morning, Octavier was robbed by three gangsters with knives, if there is a sword in hand, the three gangsters will definitely not be her opponents.

But in fact, not only did she not have a sword, but she didn't even have wooden sticks or anything like that, if it weren't for Yan Xiaobei's help, she would have been robbed of money and lust.

"I see, I won't break into your room unless it's important." Yan Xiaobei said.

Octavier nodded in satisfaction.

"Thank you for your understanding, Zhuang, you are such a gentleman."

"I think so too."

After the two said goodbye, Yan Xiaobei returned to her room, and Octavier walked into her room.

Was he once a Knights of the Round Table? No wonder Octaviel would touch something like a Doom Artifact.

The mysterious voice reminded at this time: "You should check this manor, it is gloomy here, there should be other magic weapons, these magic weapons are not inferior to divine weapons, if you find a suitable one, as long as you master the usage, it will be even more powerful, don't forget, St. John's Cathedral in New York, if you want to make trouble, the enemy will definitely arrange it into a tiger's den in Longtan." ”