The two of them talked as they walked, Pascal probably held back these words for too long, once he opened the chatterbox, he couldn't help but pour out his brain, and told Olivia what he thought in his heart, to the effect that he envied Maxwell No matter what he thought, at least he had gathered a group of people to form the Illuminati, and he could really do something, and his so-called ambition had been stuck in his mind, like painting bread to satisfy hunger, and he couldn't think of any way to put it into reality; Priests and even bishops, when the time comes, will not only be able to carry out their own beliefs, but also influence others, and even gather a group of like-minded people, even if his generation cannot do it, he must continue to promote talents, and so on from generation to generation until it is natural for people to follow morality as it is breathing, until it is written into the genes of people. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Pascal saw Olivia's face full of doubts, and admitted that this was a bit fantastical, but life from the sea to the land, and humans from the treetops to the ground, did not happen overnight, even if he did not dare to conclude that the result would be what he envisioned, but at least it was worth trying.

Unconsciously walking to the intersection, Pascal was still unsatisfied and embarrassed to pester Olivia to listen to his nagging, waved his hand and continued westward. Olivia, on the other hand, walked north, thinking about Pascal's high-minded remarks just now, that even if it was an exaggeration to say that he was poorly clothed and hungry, it was not exaggerated, why such a person would have such grand ambitions. After all, Maxwell is a fine dress, if he is not willing to be ordinary, he must find some ambitions, and even if his ambitions fail, he can still inherit the name of Isaac safely. But what about Pascal, if his ambitions were disappointed, he would be even more disappointed than Maxwell, and I don't know what will happen when the time comes, will he fall to the other extreme in addition to resentment? Olivia suddenly felt a chill when she thought of this, and turned her head to look at Pascal, only to see that his figure had just turned the corner of the wall and shadows.

After Pascal went back, his thoughts were rolling like waves, and he couldn't even sleep in the afternoon, thinking about it over and over again, and listening to Polly's cheers coming from far and near at night: "Kuroko, Kuroko, the interview with the No. 1 celebrity biography is over, you can sort it out and send it to me tonight! I want to think about what to do, whether it will be all published at once, or will it be serialized for ten days and a half months, but in any case, our reed newspaper will be developed now, hahaha! Starting tomorrow, the sponsorship fee will be doubled, not at least two ...... Triple times!I'll go back first!" Polly threw the reed pole on the table, shaking the bow in laughter.

The next day, on the front page of the reed newspaper, there was only a few thick black headlines of celebrity biography No. 1: Maxwell, and below it was "Editor-in-Chief Polly edited Pascal", which was immediately scrambled out, but found that there was a preview of the interview behind it, and then there were rows of advertising space for rent, and when Pascal was called to the headquarters, he found that the door was crowded with people asking for advertisements, and the crowd was full of people who would suppress the screams of the cockscomb head. Polile couldn't keep her mouth shut, and kept raising the offer. In the afternoon, the reed newspaper issued a special issue, and for the first time it sold the newspaper for a fee, it was still half of the interview and half of the advertisement, but the people who came to buy it still broke their heads. Polly wanted to erect the sign of the pride of the sky, but Pascal thought about suggesting the use of the child of light, and Polly was full of praise: "Although the sunspot looks black, his head is very smart!"

Pascal couldn't count the money alone, and called Russell, Rabelais and others from the court, Russell was about to insult Rabelais again with one goal, and was still hesitating to go, Rabelais pouted and twisted his body and ran away with the paper crane. Under the temptation of 3 silver baht per hour, Stephen, who was dancing with Erica, rushed behind Fulton regardless of Erica's life, and was grateful to Fulton for his noble act of "making money together"; Heine was also dragged to hold a rattan to punish those visitors who had more hands than others, and soon after arriving, he screamed like a chicken killing in the wind of the rattan breaking. The cockscomb head is still there to be majestic, the left side says that he wants to ask his father to step into Class F, and the right side says that he is a well-known trainee deacon of the Calvary Society, if you offend him, will Calvary let you go easily...... was saying that the spit was flying, but the people behind were already impatient, stepping on his cockscomb head and squeezing forward.

The reed newspaper was a big seller and worked until the evening.,Without waiting for them to rest, almost all the merchants in the school park came together to buy advertising space.,This makes it so that only the middle column on the page is an interview and dialogue.,Both sides are horizontal and vertical, and they are full of advertisements。 In the face of Pascal's questioning of the impact on the reading experience, Polly rebuked him with righteous words: "If you have money and don't make it, you will be ugly! I have worked hard for so many years, and this is God's reward for me! Isn't there a saying that God gave it to you, do you dare to do it, will it thunder and kill you?"

Pascal smiled bitterly: "It's God who doesn't take it, but suffers from it." ”

"What? Anyway, no matter what you say, we must seize this opportunity to make a lot of money! By the way, I just came up with an idea to publish another special issue, and review the scene of your fight with Maxwell, and the name is called Light Child VS Kuroko...... The first sentence is the indissoluble bond between Maxwell, the son of light, and the reeds!Ah, I really make money...... What about journalistic minds!"

"yes, yes, don't listen to that black guy, we'll all follow you in the future!" Russell pushed Pascal away, leaned in front of Polly, and shrunk his shoulders, stretched out his tongue, widened his eyes, and smirked.

Pascal shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Our friendship for twenty years!"

Polly patted Pascal on the shoulder: "Although the sunspot looks dark, I still don't understand, what kind of friendship and friends are in front of money, they are all dust! Only when you have money can you buy clothes, skirts, shoes, and bags...... In short, you can buy whatever you want!"

"Alas, people have always thought it was a magical world, but they didn't know that this world had always been a world of money!" Rabelais sighed as he grabbed a handful of Crispy Horns and stuffed them into his mouth, wondering if he remembered the huge price he had paid for them.

After tossing and turning for several days, Polly dragged Pascal to count the money until midnight, and was so happy that she couldn't sleep, and pulled Pascal to brag vigorously that she had mentioned the great treasure before, and now it had become bigger; I don't know why the more money in my pocket, the more steady, and not as scared as before, worrying about money all day long. On the third day, Maxwell left with his expedition, although he was afraid of alarming others to leave overnight, after Abram got the news, he still gathered the people of the school in the middle of the night to gather at the door to make up a farewell ceremony, specially filmed, and made a documentary of Maxwell's three-day trip, and sent it to Atlantis and Constantinople TV stations for broadcast. Polly was inspired when he heard the news: "Yes, why didn't I think of making another ultimate collection and making a lot of money!Alas, it seems that Jiang is still old and spicy!" That night, he dragged Pascal to the "headquarters", and he sorted out and polished the interview with Celebrity Biography No. 1, while Polly was painstakingly thinking about how to typeset to stuff more ads.

The work of tidying up seems easy but is actually very trivial, Pascal did not expect that there are still many typos in the things that have been sorted out, and there are many places where the word order is not organized, although when he sees Maxwell, he can't help but think of Helen's sky-like eyes when he looks at him, and his heart is as uncomfortable as a person's grasp; The coffee machine that Polly had stood from the Maid coffee shop last time finally came in handy, and after Pascal poured a few cups of coffee, it was like a legendary chicken blood, and instead of napping, his brain spun faster than usual. I'm ashamed to say that after working at Maid Coffee for more than two years, Pascal drank coffee for the first time tonight, and when he sat with Olivia, Maxwell, and Helen before, he only licked the tip of his tongue a few times.

When Pascal returned to the dormitory, it was already dark, and at this time, the strength of the coffee receded, and the tiredness that had been suppressed before burst out, and he wanted to fall asleep on the side of the road, and was squeezing the tiger's mouth to refresh himself, and suddenly a shout sounded: "Pascal?"

"Ollie...... Via" Pascal turned his head to see Olivia wearing a morning jog in sportswear, and his voice became quieter and quieter in surprise, and the last two words were almost inaudible. Sure enough, Olivia followed up and asked, "Why did you go so early?"

"Polly ......"

"Polly?" Olivia's brows furrowed, as if wondering why she had gone to Polly's early in the morning, if she had spent the night at Polly's, and her cheeks flushed at the thought of this.

"I'm there to help pack up ......the reeds," Pascal was telling the truth, but his cheeks were redder than Olivia's.

Olivia replied, feeling as if she was questioning Pascal, after all, it was inconvenient for others to ask more about such private matters, and she didn't say anything about speeding up and running away, flicking her braids one after another.

Pascal thought to himself that it was fortunately Olivia, if Erica knew about this, wouldn't she take the opportunity to make waves, just thinking that someone behind him called his name, and when he looked back, he was so frightened that his feet almost fell to the ground: "You guys...... Good ......"

"Is Pascal running too?" said Alice, tying her hair back, thinking that it was a little loose as she swayed along the way.

"You see he's so dark, how can he run?" said Erica.

Alice nudged Erica, "What does being dark have to do with running? ”

"I'm going to be like that fat ...... That's right, black ...... Hell, aren't you looking for that fat girl?" Erica looked back, "No, there's the fat girl...... Yes...... Didn't you spend the night at the fat girl's, did you? It's just that you're black, and you're so filthy and willing to degenerate!"

"I ......"

"Oh, I was right! It's so dirty, so dirty, it's so dirty, it's so dirty, to do such a thing!" said Erica, who quickly ran to the front, and then turned back and spat Pascal.

"The Reed Newspaper, I'm going to sort out the Reed Newspaper—" Pascal suddenly remembered to defend himself.

"It's even more filthy to think about it for a long time to come up with such an excuse!" said Erica, grimacing, putting her hands on the sides of her cheeks and sticking out her tongue. Even Alice looked at Pascal strangely.

"Look, the is not allowed to look at my sister, let alone me! let's run, and don't fall victim to his poisonous hands...... No, it's a devil's claw...... No, it's supposed to be a lewd claw—" Erica said, pulling Alice forward as hard as she could, she didn't really care if Pascal was really spending the night at Polly's, but as long as she could find a way to attack Polly, she would never be soft, "How can we have such a dark and filthy person in Class F...... Yes, he must have learned badly with the fat girl, teach him not to learn well, and mess with the fat girl all day long!"

Pascal really wanted to cry at the moment, and when he returned to the dormitory, he heard Rabelais's voice from a distance: "Long legs, your roommate Pa ...... Handkerchief...... The merry man has gone, and I'm spending the night at Polly's!"

"Nonsense, he's not ...... Hey, what about people?"

"Oh, I don't even know that he hasn't come back, it seems that he hasn't been doing this for a day or two. ”

"Although Xiao Aili called Polly a fat girl, in fact, Polly is not fat, her figure is passable, she looks good, and she has a reed in her hand to report this cash cow, your roommate has climbed a high branch, look at you, you know that you play with a fat pig all day long, and there is no interest at all!"

"Why is there no interest in playing?"

"Can you get beautiful women by playing ball, and can you make money by playing?"

"This ...... Can you do hip-hop?"

"What! Hip-hop is art, can it be compared? You dare to insult art, old rich, let's kill this fat pig!" Stephen rolled up his sleeves, but his body kept shrinking back and exiting the door, and then he saw Pascal out of the corner of his eye, and jumped up in shock: "Oh, you're back, it wasn't me who said bad things about you just now, it was the fat pig and the curly hair!"

Pascal walked to the door and was stretching out his arm to help Stephen and the others explain a few words, but Rabelais mistakenly thought he was going to make a move, and screamed: "Run-run-run-" Jump out of the window with a shake of his ass. Raphael was just about to follow, but Fulton's big hand held him down and jumped out, and the angry Raphael stomped his feet again and again, and when he stepped forward again, his shoulders sank again, and Heine jumped out of the window in the same way, stretched out his hand by the window and swung to the left, returning to his room. Raphael turned his head to look at Pascal, and when he saw Pascal's gloomy face, he retreated in fright: "It's not that I'm not me, I don't know anything, ah-" He fell out of the window with a strange scream.