Now Edward's mind was full of constitutional law lessons and assignments, the occasional flashes of Bergman's case, and Ruthberg's large, beautiful, unsentimental amber eyes.

"Okay, that's the end of today's lesson, next class, my pace will be faster, I hope you can keep up." Rustberg was full of smiles, but the words he said made everyone's hairs stand on end, and the pace was even faster? Is this still human?

"Considering that today is the first official class, I specially slowed down the pace and speed of speech, and there will be no such preferential treatment in the next class." Ruthberg seemed to see everyone's thoughts, and then lightly added more pressure.

Bolton is still the same style, this guy is indeed a little abnormal, yesterday he was in a formal suit, and became the focus of everyone's whispering, today he is not wearing a suit, but he ...... The uniforms of the Chinese National Guard are empty......

I don't know what my brain thought, everyone is anti-war at this time, he swaggers and wears a military uniform.

And the most unscrupulous thing is that the National Guard is a state soldier, which is considered an armed force, but the federal government usually does not recruit them to the front line unless it is absolutely necessary, but prefers to recruit new recruits by lottery.

The National Guard is raised by each state at its own expense, and it is the heart and soul of the governor's state legislature, and the federal government wants to requisition it, right?

OK, please settle the military expenses first.

If this lion opens his mouth for military spending, no matter how rich the federal government is, it can't hold it, so it is better to draw lots across the country......

The state government also hates Rajandin to death, but it can't help it, although the state government has great power, it must listen to the federal central government in diplomacy and militarily, but Lajanddin also has benefits.

The advantage is that joining the National Guard has become one of the main channels for rich people from all walks of life to evade military service, although it also requires training, but it is better than going to the front line in Vietnam......

But normal people know that hiding ugliness is clumsy, and Bolton is good, lest others not know his identity as a reserve National Guard officer, as soon as he heard Lustberg shout to get out of class, he immediately leaned in front of Celaery.

As a girl, Silari didn't pay much attention to the anti-war, but when she saw such a guy poking over, she didn't know what to say, so she hurriedly escaped in three or two steps.

"Hey, Mr. Edward, you stay for a moment, I have a few words I want to say to you privately." Ruthberg spoke.

The boy who had not yet left the classroom stared at Edward with all his eyes in unison, as if he heard these eyes shouting together: "FXXK, why you!" ”

Where men get together, there is always a similar jealousy, even if you know that there is nothing between the two, but why is it that only you, a kid, can talk privately with the beautiful and intellectual professor sister? Ahh

Chris gave him a pleading look and hurried away with his book, he had to go to rugby training.

Every year Yale and Harvard play an American football game in late November, and since 1875, it has not been played every year.

Just as the biggest enemy of the US Air Force is not the Russian Air Force but the US Navy, Yale and Harvard are also rivals, and the two sides must be divided on all occasions.

Professionally, yes.

It's even more intense on the playing field.

Ahem, in the past two years, the vast number of students have to compare themselves with each other in the revolutionary spirit.

See who is the most revolutionary and advanced successor of capitalist society.

Chris, who has the physique and brains to be a quarterback and a cameo running forward, is the absolute workhorse of the team.

Yale lost to Harvard last year, and this year the whole team, or rather, the whole Yale, is holding its breath to win back.

The girls on the varsity cheerleading team have repeatedly "privately and publicly" stated that as long as they can win each other, they are willing to date the main players, and there are greater "rewards" for all-star players.

Chris certainly doesn't get excited about this, but it also illustrates the importance of the game in another way.

It is worth mentioning that Carl Wright also wanted to "reward" the players, but the rugby team members just knocked them out.

And suggesting that Carl reward Harvard is the greatest contribution to Yale.

Of course, whether there will be a few team members who will contact him quietly after that, I'm afraid it's hard to say.

……

Seeing that the people are almost gone.

Edward stepped forward, Roseberg leaned against the podium, her face was no longer as radiant as in class, her bangs were scattered on her forehead, obviously she was sweating a lot, her whole person looked tired and sluggish, and her face was a little pale.

"Wait a minute, I'll just adjust my breathing......" She brushed her hair away, revealing a smooth, full forehead, but her voice trembled slightly.

"Miss Ruthberg, do you need me to pour you a glass of water?" Edward said that the demon had sent him to "drink plenty of hot water." ”

"Oh, okay thanks, but I'm used to drinking cold." Ruthberg smiled.

Edward said to wait, then brought back two glasses of water from the water dispenser.

"Give"

"Oh, thanks, uh, I remember I said it was going to be cold."

"But you should drink more hot water in your current situation, this is a traditional Chinese method, although it sounds a bit ridiculous, but it actually works." Edward stood by his opinion.

"Okay" Roseberg took two sips of water, and sure enough, her face recovered slightly, and her voice became normal.

"Looks like you have a lot of thoughts about women?" She laughed

"No, no......" someone quickly denied.

"That's right, Mr. Edward, I've taken on a case, but I'm going to have a lot of classes in the second half of the year, so I'd like to get an assistant from among the students to help me, you ......" Rustberg smiled and changed the subject directly, her amber pupils seemed to glow "Interested?" ”

Edward felt his heart begin beating uncontrollably again.

The distance between the two was so close that he could even smell the eau de toilette on each other's body, the elegant violet scent, quiet and mysterious, completely different from her aggressive style.

"I'll pay you according to the market conditions, and I assure you, this case is very challenging, how about it?"

Edward stammered, "For...... Why me? ”

"You're very clever, and as I said yesterday, I've been very wonderful about your performance in the Sheldon case, and your little wit has actually broadened the practical application of the Constitution, which is remarkable, and could even do a pretty good doctoral dissertation topic. This case is a difficult case, and if you can use your wit, maybe it can help me open a new path. ”

"Good!" Edward agreed without thinking.

"Deal!" Ruthberg held out her hand to him.

Edward grasped it without hesitation, small and soft, but the skin on his fingertips and palms was a little hard.

"Okay, I've got something going on right now, and in an hour, you come to my office, and I'll give you a copy of the file on Bernard Bergman." Ruthberg said as she withdrew her hand.

"Okay! …… Wait a minute...... Who are our customers? Edward asked knowingly

"Dr. Rabbi Bernard Bergman, New York's ...... the most wicked man," Ruthberg shrugged, making her look less solemn and unapproachable, and more relaxed and playful.

Edward knew the answer, but he still couldn't relax after hearing her say: "This, this ......"

"Huh? What's the problem......"

"Hey...... Hey......"

"By the way, there's another good news for you, I think it will definitely inspire you." Ruthberg laughed again, her eyes crooked, like a little girl looking at a doll.

“？？ What's the good news? ”

"The federal prosecutor who prosecuted the other side was ......"

Edward's face began to turn blue, and he had a very bad premonition.

"Solomon Bronheim!"

"Ah...... Yes...... ......"Sure enough, my hunch is very accurate, but this doesn't seem to be good news!"

The opponent probably wants to eat himself raw.

"Alright, I'll see you in an hour."

……

"So, that's why you're leaving my admonition behind?!" In the evening, seeing Edward holding a large pile of files with Bernard Bergman on the cover, Chris's face darkened, and his head was full of question marks and exclamation marks.

"Listen...... Listen to me......"

"Hey" Chris looked at him for a long time, then shook his head, "Rustberg is 33 years old, had a short marriage, her husband died in an accident, and now she lives alone with her three-year-old daughter......"

"No, no, wait, what are you talking about?"

"Don't think I can't see it," Chris smirked.

Edward hurriedly argued, "Things are not what you think. ”

"Her daughter likes pink and is a little shy. As a friend, that's all I can do, and I'll make it clear for you. Good luck. ”

"Hehe, wait, wait, aren't we partners, you're definitely not going to watch me fight Solomon alone, are you? My dearest Chris?! Edward's flattery almost came out of his hooked nose.

The big black man was smart, and his face showed a disgusted color: "You, stay away from me, you look like this, you are no longer Charlotte......"

"What's that, dear Lord Chris?"

"Iago!" Chris said slowly.

Edward shook his head and denied, "I absolutely didn't mean to harm you!" But in my eyes, you're more of a hero than Othello now. ”

"I believe that," Chris replied earnestly, but the smile on Edward's face was shattered as soon as it coalesced.

"I'd love to be in the same trench as you, if you can convince the guys on the school football team......"

"Uh...... Is it true that you can't spare any time? Edward asked pitifully.

"What do you think? After losing last year, the team was going crazy, and if it wasn't for the coach to stop me, I think a couple of guys would have been going to take steroids. And the cheerleading girls come to see the excitement every day, sometimes they rehearse on the sidelines, I just want to sneak out to help you, but I can't do it......"

"Uh...... What should I do? Rustberg's speed of thinking and productivity are about the same as that of an electronic computer, and I will be consumed alive ......"

"I sincerely wish you success in winning the lawsuit, and I will always support you mentally! You are my best friend. ”

"I thank you......"

"Wait, how do you know everything about Rustberg?"

Chris touched his explosive head: "This?" She wrote her own teacher profiles...... Didn't you even look at it? ”

"I just knew there was this!"

"Go ahead, there are a lot of pictures in there," the big black man smiled maliciously

……

The next day, as Edward continued to study the dossier, Chris walked in from outside.

"Here you go," Chris handed him a huge folder.

"What is this?"

"Just open it and see."

Edward froze for a moment when he flipped through it, it was a newspaper clipping, which was plastered with various news reports about Bergman, arranged in chronological order, and each one was carefully written with a pen next to the newspaper to which it belonged.

"This, this ......" he was a little overwhelmed.

"In the afternoon, I'll ask the guys from the rugby team to help me out, and if they don't, I won't pass them then, hehe" Chris smiled heartily.

"I, I ......" Edward really didn't know what to say.

"Hurry to the kitchen, I'm hungry! Training and very physically draining! ”

"Okay, okay, you wait!"

He slipped into the kitchen, and after a while, the kitchen became lively, and the big black man leaned on the sofa and watched the TV boringly, "Well, this guy is also quite fun." The afternoon's work was in vain...... But this year's game is really nerve-wracking......"

……