【】

Corrie endured it for a long time, and finally stopped laughing.

The goldfinch's face was still ugly, but Jolina eased it a lot.

Apparently glad he survived.

"So- what the hell are you here for? Qiao Lina couldn't help but say.

"Ah, I'm just coming to see you......" Corrie said subconsciously.

The Plantagenet gave her a look that didn't trust the rhetoric.

"Hmm...... Actually, I was at the training ground just now, following up on the reports of the new students. Corrie thought for a moment and said, "Then I heard about it." ”

The warhead has been busy with the sports meeting recently, and although it has not yet started, it is still training time, but there are many people who report on it.

Who told Corrie's "Anlimon Gossip Tabloid to make this one of the requirements for freshman review"?

"So. "The Goldfinch still has a bad attitude.

"So, of course, I'm here to see you—in fact, it's already spread over there, and I'm telling you, I've just taken a fancy to a freshman—he's sensitive to the news thief, and as soon as this news came out, he came to ask me if I could write a report!"

“？？？”

“......”

When did this happen?!

There was also a hint of shock on Goldfinch's face. But when Corrie couldn't take advantage of this expression to say any further to them, a voice came from outside the door: "What? Who do you fancie?"

The man who walked in was Hester.

He must have just finished his college routine - God knows how long he had been blocked by that pile of students, and he almost wanted to pretend to be sick and run away.

"......" Jolina looked at Hester, thinking to herself that it was really Santa Fes, why was the focus different from ordinary people?

The corners of Corrie's mouth twitched, and she was about to say something, but she heard Hester continue: "No one will take a fancy to you anyway. ”

"I ???," Corrie's eyes widened.

Well done - all along, it was only Corrie who dug up the news and was sarcastic, but now she heard someone unceremoniously sarcastic, and Jolina only felt happy.

Even the Goldfinch threw Hester a not-so-obvious compliment.

The "flattered" Hester didn't understand how his casual words had such a big effect.

——

"Phew. Corrie rolled her eyes, feeling that she couldn't talk anymore.

These words are simply sad and helpless.

【②】

"How did you guys roll down the stairs?" Hester casually sat down in a spot not far from Corrie, looking curiously at the Plantagenet and Jolina.

In Hester's impression, the Plantage has always only run to the place where the accident happened, and nothing happened to herself, and Jolina was a natural dramatist, or a natural person who could do things—

So he wondered how it had happened.

Of course, these two people are not easy to deal with -

"Is this what you're here to ask this nonsense out of your busy schedule?" said the goldfinch's expression was indifferent.

"Who said that, Lord Santa Fes will find some time to rest in his busy life. Jolina bit the busy words fast and hard.

It's ironic, so to speak.

"......," Hester said, "Aren't I curious?"

"Curiosity, kill...... Bear. Corrie suddenly spoke faintly.

This bear refers to the race of Hester.

“......”

“......”

“......”

Don't you think this joke is cold, bro?

【③】

"Okay. Hester finally chose to give up and ask something, and changed the subject, "Why didn't you see Shuer?"

Although the goldfinch was not injured, the big news of the fall down the stairs had to at least alarm the golden-dog, who often made a fuss about the goldfinch.

In Hester's heart, the young man was really ...... to the Golden Finch

At this time, I couldn't see him appear, but I was a little surprised.

"Hey, why don't you ask 'Akta!'" Jolina was displeased.

"What? So you're interested in him—" Hester was stunned, as if he had just realized something, "Oh, then, what about Acta?"

Jolina .jpg bitter in her heart.

It's boring!

"Who knows——!" Jolina said as if angry.

Corrie laughed out loud as she stood by.

"Laugh at it!" Jolina glared at Corrie.

Ke Li laughed even more happily: "Hahahaha......"

“......”

——

"You're looking for him?" said the Goldfinch, looking at the speechless Hester.

"Ahh Hester said honestly, ", how do I think it's wrong to see you now, not seeing him!"

"Coincidentally, I think so too. Jolina seconded.

"Hmm...... I think too. Currie rarely agreed.

The Golden Bird didn't expect him to say such a boring reason, and suddenly his face didn't look very good, but despite this, he explained "slightly": "I'm training." ”

"What, he still has to train?" Hester was surprised.

【④】

Shure does have to train.

Moreover, he did not know what happened to the Golden Finch.

Hester was right, and if he knew that something had happened to the Golden Finch, he would not have judged whether or not he had seen her on the basis of whether she was injured or not—he would have gone straight to the Golden Finch.

But he didn't know it.

This can probably be thought of as - the training is too engrossive.

——

On the training ground, a teenager stood at the beginning of the track next to the platform - the familiar blonde hair and golden eyes, but not a day did not fail to surprise people.

At this time, he seemed to have only trained for long-distance running, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his body - the whole person was a little less gentle, but there was a more irresistible "sunshine" - when he looked ahead, his eyes were more determined.

He was much better off than those who were about to collapse at the end of a long run.

After all, the long-distance run that Herris asked for was not a normal long-distance run......

Herris stood on the edge of the field, his posture like a pine, not infected by these trained people, exuding an air of independence from the world.

In fact, it is very strange that a professor of the warhead can make people feel this way at any time.

It's like being in a group of sword-wielding samurai, and their instructor is a magician who plays with a staff......

Damn, it's very disobedient!

The people who noticed Herris, including Acta, and the other students who were being trained—they were all going to hang up after a few dozen laps of long-distance running, and Shul was fine—Shul was okay, and Herris let him train for the sprint.

What's that?

As if he hadn't noticed the students' expressions at this time, Herris glanced at Shull: "Are you ready?" ”

Shure nodded.

"Well, 3......" Herris said slowly, "run." ”

"?????" the other students were confused.