Chapter 18 - Soldier Street

The next day, Lan Ming and Xu Yan walked to the class room. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I said Lan Ming, don't you have some decent clothes?"

"Huh, what's wrong with wearing it like that?"

"You still didn't say it......

Xu Yan looked at Lan Ming's weed-like hair, and couldn't help but sigh, "What kind of people are your parents?"

"Parents?" Lan Ming laughed, he didn't look good. He was thinner than normal, making him look like a malnourished child. A slightly tiny eye, often smiling or talking, making him look like a little fox.

Despite this, it has a very unique durability.

"I haven't met my father, I was raised by my mother since I was a child. My mother was a tattoo cook, and she cooked deliciously. If I have time, I'll take you to my mother. 」

"Hehe, yes. Xu Yan also smiled rarely.

I didn't expect to meet a so-called "friend".

............

The two of them went to the class room and sat down, and they were immediately surrounded by countless students.

There is no other reason, both of them use the Qi Palace as the innate palace.

In other words, the two may also become tattoo artists in the future. The rarity of the tattoo master is fully revealed in Zuo Chengzhe's introduction. Even if the people here can only become a tattoo master in one house, they still need to engrave it! And if you pay the tattoo master, it is often sky-high, not to mention the material of the tattoo. If it is a strong pattern, the material used for the pattern is extremely valuable.

Among them, whether you can have a tattoo artist friend who you know is very important.

If the two have a deep friendship, even their tattoos are tailor-made or do not receive a penny.

Therefore, the tattoo artist has always been an existence that all tattooers have to deal with and please.

............

Poor Lan Ming had never seen such a scene, and immediately subconsciously shrank behind Xu Yan again. Xu Yan still didn't have any expression, let Lan Ming pull the corner of his clothes, walked back to his seat and sat down, and looked out the window again, as if he didn't pay attention to these children who came to curry favor with him.

This appearance made all the students a little unconvinced, but they were a little admired.

Because from the bald hillbilly appearance on the first day, Xu Yan treated them with this attitude. And now, he has changed from being a hillbilly to having the opportunity to become a tattoo artist, but his attitude is also consistent.

"Talent is talent, and it's still unknown whether you can become a tattoo artist. A voice sounded again, Chen Aotian's undisguised jealous voice: "You must know that even geniuses, there are many who will die young. 」

Xu Yan didn't seem to hear him, still looking out the window, as if a bird outside was more interesting than what he said.

When Chen Aotian saw Xu Yan's appearance, he was about to go crazy!

Ever since the first day he met Xu Yan, he had felt that everything was not going well! This unpleasant feeling was about to drive him crazy!

He turned to look at Lan Ming, "Your name is Lan Ming, right?"

When Lan Ming heard someone shouting at him, he also stood up excitedly: "Yes...... It's ......" This timid look was a little surprised to see those students one by one.

The corners of Chen Aotian's mouth hooked up a sneer: "Come and sit." 」

"Ah...... Huh?"

"I told you to come and sit. 」

Lan Ming glanced at Xu Yan hesitantly, Xu Yan turned his head and looked at Chen Aotian: "Does your hand still hurt?"

"Huh?" Chen Aotian was stopped by Xu Yan's sudden questioning, and almost in a moment he understood that he was talking about the hand that was pinched by himself last week, and the bruise had not even receded yet!

Xu Yan stood up and looked around the room, and said slowly, "From today on, Lan Ming is my cover. If anyone bullies him, don't blame me for being ruthless. 」

Although it was very naïve, Xu Yan knew that if he didn't say these words, Lan Ming, who was his friend, would definitely have a lot of trouble. And it's ...... I was conquered by Lan Ming's cooking skills. After eating the food cooked by Lan Ming, Xu Yan didn't want to go back to the hellish dining hall.

............

At this time, Zuo Chengzhe walked in, bringing this farce to an end.

"There is an announcement today about changes to the class schedule. Zuo Chengzhe's gaze swept over Xu Yan as if he didn't care: "The physical exercise class of two classes a week will be changed to the same day, that is, it will be scheduled on Friday." 」

Xu Yan was also stunned when he heard this, and then thought of something.

"Xu Yan. Zuo Chengzhe opened his mouth and said, "Your physical exercise class has been changed to self-study, and you can skip the class on Friday. 」

"Why!" Chen Aotian stood up and was the first to express his dissatisfaction: "Teacher, this is not fair!"

"Hmph, what's unfair. Zuo Chengzhe snorted coldly: "Xu Yan is proficient in the Qi Palace, and he has the talent to become a tattoo master. He's going to learn more than you, and don't forget. He is physically better than you to become the class leader. When did you come to me when you were physically better than him and had the talent to be a tattoo artist, you came to me and said that it was not fair. 」

"Lan Ming, you too. You can choose not to come to the physical exercise class, but I still recommend you come. Your body is too thin, and it's good to exercise. 」

"Yes...... Be. Lan Ming replied weakly, without the slightest awareness of the Weather Palace, like a coward.

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After class, Xu Yan did not return to the dormitory, but walked out of the Xiangxue Road to Nancheng.

Zhinancheng is one of the big cities in the south.

As you can imagine, the whole south of the city is a big tree.

As a trunk of the South Avenue, there are countless branches that spread outward to form the South City.

Xiangxue Road is one of the branches of Zhinan Avenue.

This is the first time since Xu Tian brought himself here that day that time to hang out on Zhinan Avenue.

Although he is a child, he is not stupid and deliberately wears the white uniform of Chengyun Academy. After all, the students of the academy will not dare to move. Because there must be tattooers in the academy, and not everyone can offend tattooers.

After a long walk, he found his destination.

To the south of the city, Bing Street.

Bing Street is famous as a place to sell weapons.

The moment I walked into the soldier street, I felt the aura of murder coming to my face.

Soldiers are weapons to kill the enemy, and Soldier Street is a place where countless weapons are gathered.

But this feeling did not make Xu Yan unfamiliar, but had an unusually familiar and intimate feeling. Because in the previous life, he was immersed in this Tao for almost his entire life. But the current world is obviously not the world he is familiar with.

He came to an arms shop called "Chen's Thatched Cottage".

I saw that hanging on the front of the door was a weapon with a strange handle.

This made Xu Yan very interested.

"Excuse me. 」

"Yes, guest...... Huh?"

Hearing someone ask, the shopkeeper at the counter immediately woke up from a state of imminent sleep. But when he opened his eyes, there was no one.

"Here. A hand stretched out in the counter, only a small palm waving. The shopkeeper looked down and saw a child with a big bald head facing him and said, "Hello, I am a student of Chengyun Academy. This time I came because of a homework, and I have a knowledge about tattooed soldiers. I don't know how you can help?"

"Chengyun Academy?" The shopkeeper touched his chin, a very familiar name, isn't it the academy that the young master attended?