Half an hour ago, classrooms were overcrowded.

In the last row, Ye Qingxuan sat in the middle of the row, and there was only Bai Xi who was dozing off next to him in the empty seats in the whole row.

For some reason, although the classroom was overcrowded, no one around Ye Qingxuan wanted to sit over. Those students from aristocratic backgrounds can understand that most of them have servants who have taken their positions, and they don't bother to come early to grab their seats. Most of the civilian students stood around, listening quietly.

Seeing Ye Qingxuan writing something, he didn't come over to bother, just nodded and said hello when he passed by, but he seemed to be worried about something and didn't dare to get too close.

"It's their teacher, right? hehe. ”

Bai Xi leaned on the table and sneered: "Now that the principal is gone, all the teachers in the branches and major departments have been enveloped by the school committee. Now the school committee and those teachers regard our music history department as a thorn in their side, and they want to expel us...... They didn't dare to come over, if they were treated as a colleague, they would have enough to drink a pot.

It's clear that it's winter to huddle together for warmth, but I'd rather stand in the cold eye than dare to take a little risk to support those who speak for them.

Such people deserve to be treated as pariahs......"

"White tide. ”

Ye Qingxuan raised his finger and knocked on the door of her head: "Don't be so mean when you speak." ”

"That's right! Do you know that there was a civilian genius in the academy a few years ago? What an out-and-out good person, who has done I don't know how many things for the bullied classmates in the academy.

As a result, he was ostracized and driven away, and those who had been helped by him watched him kneel in front of the school gate and weep......

Thankfully, cousin, you're not stupid enough to fight for them, otherwise you'd have been trapped in the trench by these pig teammates. ”

"Don't generalize, there were many people who protested and dropped out of school with him. ”

"Hmph, that's just a few. ”

Bai Xi snorted coldly, retracted his gaze and continued to sleep. She was about to die of exhaustion, and after staying up late last night, she followed Ye Qingxuan over to a public class today. The whole person is so sleepy.

On the other hand, Ye Qingxuan, a pervert, has been energetic until now, and he is still holding the small cowhide book from Bai Xishun in his hand, carefully checking something.

After reading two pages. He buried his head in the letterhead in front of him and wrote.

Letterhead is a fine stationery, a luxury that costs more than ten pounds with a knife. The one I just bought this morning is now full of thick stacks, and it is placed on Ye Qingxuan's right hand, pressed by the inkwell.

The font of the letter was the most popular font among the aristocracy. This type of font was first derived from the Holy City. The priests, who were accustomed to writing the language of the Order, also retained some of the original writing habits when writing the lingua franca. This writing habit was later carried forward and became a special typeface, which looked delicate and simple, without lack of solemnity, and thus received popularity among the nobility.

Ye Qingxuan spent several months practicing this font when he was a scribe, and even won the praise of the priest, and now he is naturally familiar with writing. It was also from that time that the priest prepared to train him into a clergyman.

It's just that for some reason, when Ye Qingxuan was writing, he wore a thin layer of gloves on both hands. Even the wrists and forearms are included. Ever since I bought the letter paper and since I finished writing, I haven't touched an inch of the letter paper.

Bai Xi was curious. Leaned over to take a look, and after reading two lines, I only felt dizzy. The ornate wording throughout, and it seems to be written in some kind of poetic rhythm, with empty and tasteless content.

Looking elegant and considerate, he asked about the physical condition of an elderly person implicitly and concernedly, and modestly and without flattering him expressed the other party's care for him, and he was deeply moved, and finally mentioned the situation of the other party and himself when they met at the dinner last month, and finally said goodbye reluctantly.

In Bai Xi's opinion, it is simply a sissy, if someone writes to him like this, he will definitely find out the guy who is tired of himself and hate it.

At the end of the letterhead. Ye Qingxuan left the name he had chosen last night: Your faithful friend, Sherlock Holmes.

"What is this?"

Bai Xi curiously reached out and wanted to pick up the letterhead, but Ye Qingxuan picked up his finger and flicked it away, "Don't touch it." ”

Bai Xi was stunned for a moment, and then withdrew his hand with some grievances.

Ye Qingxuan explained: "Fingerprints and other clues will be left. So it's best not to touch these things without gloves. ”

"What the hell are you doing?" she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Write a letter. ”

Ye Qingxuan picked up the small notebook and shook it, "--Write it to those who need help." ”

Bai Xi went to read the contents of the book, but he was confused. The whole book is full of strange characters and numbers.,It's completely bullshit.。

"What the hell is this?"

"Password. ”

Ye Qingxuan said, "To be exact, there are three kinds. ”

"Part of it is the substitution cipher, which converts the alphabet and the word list in some way. Rearrange them after shuffling them. One part is a mapping game, and the last part is a code word...... It's fun to decipher, but it's not that hard. ”

After he finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders: "Compared to the interpretation of ancient classics and the analysis of musical notes, it is simply not worth mentioning. ”

"What's written in it?"

"Rats will keep a record of what they have done for others over the years. ”

Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "Sam is a scheming person, afraid that he will be killed by those people who know too much. So you have to keep something to save your life. ”

"Afraid of being killed, don't do it in the first place?"

"If everything could be thought of at the beginning, the world would not be so cruel. Ye Qingxuan shrugged lightly, folded the letter he had just written, carefully took the tweezers and put it into the envelope, applied the glue seal, and finally put it and the thick letterhead under the inkwell into a small box and stuffed it into a backpack.

It's finally done.

After doing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back in his chair, and became sleepy. He hadn't slept at all since yesterday, and now that he was relaxed, he felt sleepy and dying.

But I just couldn't sleep.

Hungry.

Bai Xi was drowsy, and suddenly heard a faint thunder beside him, and raised his head blankly. Seeing Ye Qingxuan lying on the table, he looked loveless.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm hungry. Ye Qingxuan whispered**.

Bai Xi looked at him helplessly for a long time, shook his head and sighed: "Idiot." ”

Even though she said that, she still pushed the extra one she bought for breakfast on the table. Ye Qingxuan picked up the paper bag as if he had been pardoned, unfolded it, and immediately looked a little bitter: "Cousin, you have eaten a little greasy for breakfast." ”

"Love to eat, don't eat and pull down!"

"I eat, I eat ......"

Ye Qingxuan nodded in a panic. Bow your head and begin to gobble.

Just eating and eating, I felt that the atmosphere was gradually not right. It was as if the whole world was silent, and he looked up and saw that everyone was looking at him with complicated expressions, as if he had done something that heaven and earth would not allow.

On the podium, I don't know when, the teacher's eyes were locked on him.

"That classmate, that classmate who eats, that's right, it's you......"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned. I feel like I'm going to suffer.

At this moment, many figures flashed in his mind, but for some reason, they were fixed on the body of the slut senior brother.

So, in full view of everyone, he put down the breakfast in his hand with some embarrassment, pulled a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, coughed lightly twice, hung up a humble and enthusiastic smile, took out a chicken leg from the paper bag, and handed it forward.

Or. Are you old too?

“......”

In the dead silence, Lola's expression twitched, and she slowly shook her head.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned in his heart: It's over, this trick is not good! Could it be that this trick also depends on who will use it?

After a moment of unspeakable embarrassment from the crowd. Someone couldn't help but laugh. Lola looked at him blankly, and her brows slowly furrowed: "This classmate, are you really listening to the class?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't eat yesterday and I'm a little hungry and I can't stand it, I'm so sorry. Ye Qingxuan smiled awkwardly. Hurriedly put away breakfast:

"I'm actually listening to the lecture carefully. ”

"Really?" Lola just said, "I just happened to be talking about the School of Illusion and the School of Mental Imagery, so why don't you introduce them to everyone?"

"Me?" Ye Qingxuan pointed at himself and shook his head embarrassedly: "It's not suitable, right?"

"If you can't say it, you will deduct credits. Lola said lightly, "If you can answer it, I will count you as having passed this open class, and it will not count as your disciplinary violation." ”

"That's a good feeling, I want to think about it......"

Ye Qingxuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and after pretending to recall for a while, he replied:

"The School of Illusion explores the difference between truth and falsehood, proposing the hypothesis of a 'brain in a jar' and a 'ship of Theseus'.

They advocate exploring the interaction between the world and human beings, and this theory is also known in the East as 'sympathy between heaven and man'.

The school of mind, on the other hand, explores the source of the human soul, is good at controlling people's consciousness and feelings, and advocates self-cultivation and spiritual training, so it and the school of revelation are also the cradle of many philosophers......"

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's answer so skillfully, Lola's expression softened slightly, and she continued to ask, "Then what about the external performance of the musicians of the seven factions? ”

"The most obvious should be the change in personality, which is also one of the phases between people and factions. ”

Ye Qingxuan remembered the explanation that Charles had done to him.

In fact, factions and musicians also choose each other, and there is no unilateral selection of factions by musicians. The seven factions actually have all kinds of hidden requirements for musicians.

If only one-sidedly concerned about the performance of musicians, most musicians will act in accordance with the style of the school itself.

In Charles' words, most of the musicians of the changing faction are irritable, and the musicians of the chant are generally polarized, either cheerful or gloomy.

The people of the summoning faction look like beasts, and the musicians of the revelation are fatalistic believers. Musicians in the Mind Portrait faction tend to be likable, the illusion school is moody, and the Forbidden faction is facial muscle paralysis, looking like a machine and emotionless.

Of course, you can't just say it, and the wording should always be gentle.

After hearing Ye Qingxuan's answer, the displeasure in Lola's eyes finally dissipated a little, and she nodded slowly: "It seems that you have a good foundation in this area."

Now that you know this, you must have some ideas about the choice of factions next, right?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, and his expression gradually became embarrassed:

"Honestly, this ...... I'm busy with a lot of things, so I haven't thought about it until now......"

Lola's brow furrowed, "What's more important than your future?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled and did not speak.

――Perhaps the only thing that is more important than your future is your past? )