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It's true.

Han Qi sat in the corner of the last row......

The rest of the classmates also had two desks closest to him.

A small area near him was almost in a vacuum.

But it's not because it feels bad to be excluded, it's expected.

I say this because it's almost.

The reason is that he is not really the only one.

There was also a gourd bottle shiny, right on his right desk.

An aisle away.

So, equal to the two of them in a vacuum.

The foundling Han abandoned, and the foundling was small and short.

Flying String Sugree, little white dog.

Ay.

"Arnold ......"

Han Qi leaned over to look at Sugree, who was sitting quietly, waiting for the arrival of the teacher, and opened his mouth to signal.

Liang Jingjing's eyes looked over for the first time, waiting for Han Qi to signal.

"Hmmm......"

Han abandoned the organizational language, pointing to those classmates who rejected him: "Do you want to think about it...... With them. You know that people live in groups after all, right? It's not good to be too unsociable. ”

Feixian Sugree frowned lightly and looked over, then looked at Han Qi again with her hair over, and spoke calmly.

"You don't like to be gregarious? You like to be unsociable?"

"I'm not human...... No. ”

Han Qi smiled helplessly, which was also strange.

These eyes seem to be a bit like what the Buddhists call discerning eyes.

When I look at you, it seems that I can purify my bad karma, and there is always some mentality that I want to avoid when I have filth in my heart.

Although Han Qi is not filthy, he may have bad karma, so it seems to be somewhat affected.

"I'm an outcast. ”

Han Qi spoke: "So they reject me, they don't fit in with me, they don't conflict, and it's a matter of course." ”

Sugray was puzzled: "Then why do you want me to leave too?"

"Because I'm doing it for your good. ”

Han Qi spoke: "You see, I heard yesterday that you are not only a nobleman among the nobles of the Flower Corolla Empire, but also the niece of Her Majesty the Empress. And it is also the new god-given continent's three beauties. For the sake of the honor of the empire and the family, they are all far away from the outcasts, but you sit very close, which is a disservice to your reputation, right?"

Sugray didn't speak, her sparkling eyes looked at him, and she just watched.

Han Qi's gentle smile and calm gaze also met her.

After a long time, Han Qi's smile was put away.

After a long, long time......

"Well, I hope you don't sit too close to me, it will make them pay too much attention to me. I didn't even dare to ask you to lose my temper, but I was angry and looking for trouble. ”

Han Qi sighed and bowed his head and told the truth.

On the contrary, he didn't see the way the corners of Sugree's mouth curled up slightly when he lowered his head.

The amplitude is so small that you can't necessarily see it even if you look up closely.

Not to mention bowing your head.

Sugree turned her head away, and sure enough, the students who were far away from the area had already begun to talk and point their fingers.

Seeing that Sugree was looking over, she hurriedly sat upright, but her eyes flew over from time to time......

Sugree had already turned her head and sat down to wait.

"Forehead ......"

Han Qi waited for a long time and didn't respond, frowned and looked up at Feixian Sugree, leaning in surprise.

"So what?"

Han Qi turned his head in confusion when he saw Feixian Sugree, and pointed to those classmates: "Why don't you sit down?"

Feixian Sugree looked at Han Qi and shook her head incomprehensibly: "The seat assigned by the tutor is here, why do I have to move the seat without permission?"

“......”

Han Qi took a deep breath and smiled softly: "It is stipulated that you are not allowed to talk to the outcast, didn't you say it too?"

"Really?"

Feixian Sugree looked at Han Qi seriously: "I don't know the rules of Bachelor City. The school rules are not written. ”

Han Qi pursed the corners of his mouth: "The Corolla Empire allows nobles and outcasts to communicate?"

"Is talking a communication?"

The most devastating thing was that Han Qi was actually looked at by her with strange eyes, as if she was looking at someone who was mentally abnormal.

"Even if it is. But the Corolla Empire does not have this rule and law. ”

Flying String Sugray pinned her hair: "So I don't think there's anything rude or rude." ”

Han Qi stepped back, looked at the flying string Sugree, and muttered to himself in a half-loud voice......

"There really are such people. ”

In an instant, sparkling eyes looked over.

"Obediently, don't talk for a while, you know? ”

Han Qi patted Xiao Short's body gently, holding the candy he had bought the morning in his mouth, and coaxed her with a gentle smile.

The casual and natural attitude was as if it wasn't him who had just been talking.

Sugree pursed the corners of her lips, her brow furrowed.

Squeak.

The door was pushed open, and a man in his thirties with a beard on his chin walked in.

It's a mentor.

Flying String Sugree turned her head and ignored Han Qi no more.

It's just that the strength of the hand grabbing the little white dog's hair seems to fluctuate a little.

"Woo. ”

The little white dog sensed it, raised his head and whined and looked at his master.

But there was no response, and his strength returned to peace, so he continued to lie obediently.

But in an instant, another gaze made it tremble instantly.

The little short body with sugar in his mouth, his eyes don't blink, and he looks at it like this without expression.

"Woo~"

The little white dog buried his head tightly in the arms of Flying String Sugree, and Flying String Sugray bowed his head in confusion, but the tutor who had recently started to lecture.

"Today, we continue to explain the branches of art and make a systematic introduction. ”

The students sat and listened. The instructor opened the book and was about to continue talking, when he saw the problem of the seat at this time.

Ten classes and thirty people a year.

Ten girls, counting the flying string Sugree.

Twenty boys, counting Han Qi.

But at this time, all twenty-eight people were sitting on the right, and only Han Qi was ...... Sugree sat on the left, next to each other.

"Hmm...... Two new classmates, right?"

The mentor looked at the two of them and chuckled.

"What's your name?"

Feixian Sugree stood up to introduce herself, and of course Han Qi had to stand up: "My name is Han Qi......"

"Uh. ”

The mentor smiled and said, "It's a strange name...... Outcasts, right?"

Han Qi nodded and smiled.

The mentor stretched out his hand and motioned for the two of them to sit down, facing Han Qi: "Bachelor City has no position on race and country. There is only a student-tutor relationship here. ”

Han Qi saluted with one hand and thanked him.

"It's ......"

The instructor taught him to put one hand on his chest: "What does this mean?"

"Showing Respect ......"

Han Qi smiled: "I invented it myself...... Including the name, I also took it myself. It made the tutor smile. ”

"Woo~"

Students heckled.

Han Qi was stunned and didn't care.

Deyun Club, ah, it's still ~

But to be expected.

Either you don't have to give a one-handed gift in the future, and if you use it, you have to bear it.

"Huh. ”

The tutor laughed at himself and gestured a few one-handed salutes: "It's quite innovative." ”

After speaking, he turned around and wrote a name on the blackboard, pointing to Han Qi and Feixian Sugree: "My name is Alec Sid. You can call me Mentor Alec. If you have any questions about art in the future, you can come and ask me. ”

After a pause, Alec smiled and pointed at Flying String Sugree, "But Flying String shouldn't be needed." The artistic attainments of the Corolla Empire are famous on the mainland. ”

Flying String Sugree don't overdo it.

Alec nodded, not saying anything more. Continue with the lesson.

"So today we're going to go ahead and sort out the branches. ”

Alec spoke: "Because art subjects are relatively unpopular among the students in Bachelor City. That's only four classes a month. One session a week. In the first four lessons, four branches of art are specifically described. Literature, music, painting, and architecture. So today we will also talk about the branches that these four branches are related to. Among them calligraphy, dance, sculpture, drama ......"

Han Qi was listening carefully, but at this time, he was suddenly stunned and muttered to himself.

"Is there a drama on this continent too......"

"And which continent are you from?"

As soon as the words sounded, Han Qi paused, turned his head to look at the bright eyes, and pointed to the front with a straight face: "Pay attention to the lectures in class, don't talk." ”

"Didn't you just speak?"

Han Qi shook his head: "I'm talking to myself." ”

"Talking to oneself is not talking?"

“......”

Han Qi grinned and looked at Feixian Sugree.

"Is it because there are only the two of you sitting in that area, so there is a lot of communication?"

Mentor Alec looked at the two of them with a casual smile.

The two turned back and saluted, sitting up straight and not speaking.

Tutor Alec shook his head and said, "The pets in your arms didn't disturb the classroom discipline, but the two of you...... Is there something wrong with me not understanding?"

The two saluted again, apologetic.

Han Qi sat upright, but he actually sighed in his heart.

The classmates in the area on the other side, especially the male classmates, looked at him with bad intentions.

That's why he let Sugree sit down, but he didn't expect to meet such a person.

It's just that Liang Jingjing was still looking at him at this time, her eyes full of puzzlement.

Han Qi squinted his eyes and looked at her.

That's it, the narration branches out to the end of the lesson.

Content is still only a basis for popularity, and it has little substance.

But Feixian Sugray frowned slightly because of the end of class, looked at Han Qi, and asked.

"Aren't you from this continent?"

Han Qi smiled: "I don't feel that you are very curious about other people's private affairs, right? Besides, I am an outcast, why do you bother to get to the bottom of it?"

"Get to the bottom of ......"

Feixian Sugree muttered and looked at Han Qi: "What kind of vocabulary is this? Grammar is not a fixed sentence pattern of the continental lingua franca. ”

"Hmmm......"

Han Qi pursed the corners of his mouth in contemplation, and looked at Feixian Sugray seriously in a half-loud voice: "Guess what?"

Feixian Sugree listened carefully, and Liang Jingjing looked at Han Qi.

"Actually, I don't want to tell you. ”

Han Qi hugged the little short body and walked outside.

Flying String Sugree was stunned, staring directly at Han Qi's back until he walked out of the door......

before it was blocked.

"Your Highness. ”

"Your Highness Feixian. ”

It's those two girls, the noble sons of the Corolla Empire. (To be continued.) )