"Abandon self-esteem and pride?" Pascal silently recited Nero's words just now, he was in the same class before Nero's martial arts, Nero was promoted to the position of class president as soon as he entered the school, and later became famous in the school park, and now he has ascended to the throne of the leader of the discipline group, "If you give up your self-esteem and pride, then what is left, is it still a human being?" Thinking of this, Pascal suddenly smiled bitterly: "So what, standing here, what else is there besides self-esteem and pride? Is it possible to be called a human being in this way?"

At that moment, the bell rang for the end of class, and the crowd poured out of the doors like a torrent, Pascal's body twisted slightly, but his feet were nailed to the ground as if they were rooted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Look at it, there are people in Class F who are being punished!"

"Alas, if you don't have self-esteem, it's useless to punish the station!"

"Useful, at least show us the joke. ”

"Hahahaha, that's what I said—"

Pascal did not close his facial features, but listened attentively, for fear of missing every word and every word, and let these words pierce his heart like a needle, and only by going through hellish trials can he practice the power to create heaven. In the past, I was too proud and arrogant, and I would rather hide in the corner, but now I make it public, let them ridicule and ridicule, and let the shame obliterate me, maybe in order to break free from these shames, it can stimulate the vitality of the heart.

The noisy laughter turned into exclamation from far and near: "Helen—" The light cries came and went, and Helen seemed to be accustomed to being the focus of everyone, walking without hurry, and the white silk was windless and automatic, with a burst of fragrant fragrance overflowing. Pascal thought that he would be so ugly in front of Helen that he would be so ashamed that he would be red with shame, but when Helen walked by, his heart was as calm as night, and the white silk gently brushed Pascal's body, but Pascal felt like he was in two worlds, only the reflections overlapped, and there was a gap between the two people that was farther than heaven and earth.

At this time, both of them were the focus of everyone, and Pascal suddenly thought that there would be two focal points in the ellipse, but these two focal points stood opposite each other, and then sighed, and somehow touched this.

Pascal stood like a figurine all afternoon, and waited for everyone to finish after class, when Russell came to call him, and he motioned for Russell to go back first, and then walked to the discipline group, although he wondered what Nero would say, but he also guessed that Nero was probably just talking casually, and maybe he had already gone to socialize. Olivia came out of the classroom after Pascal left, watching his back turn around the corner.

All the way to the discipline group, the terrifying discipline group occupies the top floor of the building, usually it is inaccessible, at this time it is quiet as the night, there is only a slight footsteps around, is hesitating to go up, the sound of the tticaca came from far and near, looked up, it was the tall woman in the afternoon, only squinted and glanced at Pascal, and walked quickly downstairs in the sound of the ticaca.

Pascal had never been here before, and when he walked on the top floor, looking at the quiet corridor, he was about to hesitate to go back, when a door opened to welcome him: "You're here." Pascal followed the voice and went in, and saw that Nero's room was frighteningly empty, with all four walls painted white like jade, with only a table and chair in the middle, and only a picture frame on the table, and Nero sat in the square yellow pear chair behind him. The house was not small, and it was clean, but it was so empty and hollow that Pascal felt that his steps were like stepping into the air, and the room was like an abyss, and the white walls around him became a chaotic white shadow, and he was falling down. "Why did you call me?" Pascal felt like he was looking up at the sky below the abyss and shouting.

"I didn't call you, you came by yourself!" Nero said with a smirk.

Pascal realized in an instant that Nero's words were not as funny as they seemed at first glance, and that he had indeed chosen to come over of his own choosing.

"Since you're here, I can't let you go back empty-handed, so I'll tell you a story. Nero kept rubbing his right hand against the frame. "Once upon a time, there was a person who was a thief in Jiangyang, gathered a group of henchmen to run rampant, and everyone was afraid, but no matter how famous he was and how many subordinates he had, he was still looked down upon by the villagers, even if he distributed the gold, silver and jewelry he stole to the villagers, the villagers still spoke ill of him behind his back. Finally, one day, he suddenly understood that he had chosen the wrong path, and no matter how high he stood tall, others would not look up to him. So he abandoned his subordinates, abandoned his family, and devoted himself to a decent family. Seeing that he was about to become the leader of a faction, his identity was revealed. The head of the family is against public opinion, and he still wants to pass on the throne to him, but the condition is that he kills someone, his best friend. He knew that no matter whether he made a move or not, that friend would definitely die, and if he didn't make a move, even he would die, so he stabbed the friend first. In this way, he watched his friend being dismembered by a knife. ”

After he returned, he was canonized as the head of the family, but he saw the face of the so-called famous and decent family, hung up his crown and left, determined to break out of the world by himself. So he recruited wise men along the way, grew his power, and finally divided one side and became the king praised and loved by everyone. He also found his children and cultivated them into talents. At this time, another king rose in the north, equally strong and equally ambitious. The two inevitably met each other. During the battle, first his son died on the battlefield, and then his daughter was also killed. None of this has stopped him from winning again and again. The last opponent practiced the supposedly invincible Lost Magic. He was not sure how to deal with it, so he could only acquiesce to his men, his comrades, his right and left hands, and his brothers, whom he had sworn to share in the weal and tribulation, to challenge that opponent, so that he would know the power of the magic and its flaws. He won in the end, thanks to his magic, cunning, determination, and luck, and when he finally stood at the top of the throne and was worshipped by everyone, he found himself alone, with no family, no friends, and not even an opponent. It's like standing in the wilderness, he's alone!"

Pascal listened quietly, and he had seen a similar story, a powerful man, whose son was plotted against him, and instead of taking revenge, he forced himself to smile and shake hands with his enemies, because if he did not, the enemies would unite and strangle him. At that time, Pascal sighed: "High, high suffering, low, low suffering." "What the hell are you trying to say?"

"I just wanted to say something," Nero said, looking at Pascal, "and many times, you have to give up your feelings to achieve what you want!"

"Why are you telling me this?"

"For you deserve more. Nero was half sarcastic, half lamenting, when he saw Pascal look at him dumbfounded, turned and walked out, and then closed the frame: "So do I." ”

When Pascal walked downstairs, he saw Russell standing there waiting, and he couldn't help but smile: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I'm not afraid that you will be beaten to death by the group, waiting for your body to be collected!"

"There are so many sins that I have not suffered, how can God be willing to accept me!" Pascal laughed to himself.

"I'm afraid that if you live, others will suffer!" Russell laughed.

"Then I'm going to have to try to live, if only to disgust them. The two went out side by side, unaware of Olivia's indifferent footsteps behind them.

"What did the big guy just tell you?"

Pascal thought for a moment and said, "If you want to be a big man, you have to give up your feelings or something." ”

"Oh, probably trying to win you over to the Discipline Group to be his minion. What do you say?"

"People are ruthless, how can they be human!"

"You're still so self-indulgent! But it's a pity that you missed the opportunity to step into the Wind Discipline Group in vain! You must know that if you enter the Wind Discipline Group, it will be a sparrow flying up the branches of a tree and turning into a phoenix!"

Pascal sighed, "What's the point of what we do if we do it for our own selfishness and not make the world a better place!"

"Alas, I'm being sentimental again! But it's okay, if you enter the discipline group, it will be inconvenient for me to skip class and play. Hahaha, am I not selfish, I don't hesitate to sacrifice your future for myself! But then again, if one day, you have to give up me to live, will you run away alone?"

"If I do that, you'll bury me alive!" Pascal said lightly.

"That's what I thought. Russell laughed, "Let's go, let's go to dinner first, I'm in a good mood today, my brother is in a treat." By the way, Teacher Spinoza has to make up for the class in the evening, would you like to listen to it? He is the person you respect the most, and you call him the embodiment of virtue!"

"Since it's him, I'll give you a face. ”

Olivia walked inadvertently behind the two, eavesdropping on the two while casting a spell, her listening to the wind was originally a magic used on the battlefield to detect the news of the enemy army, at this time, the two of them were so close to each other that the voice came clearly into her ears, she was also curious about what Nero called Pascal to do, if she wanted to remove him, she was afraid that she would have to intervene. Thinking that Nero wanted to carry Pascal, why did he have such a blue eye for Pascal?

"Olivia, you're going to dinner?" Russell said when he heard footsteps behind him, "Shall we go together?"

"Ahh......h No...... I've eaten—" Olivia, fearing that the two of them would find out, spoke incoherently, looking at Pascal, who saw that Pascal was just looking at her with a blank face, as if she had never seen her before.

"Oh, see you that night. Russell turned around, "Let's go!"

After Pascal paid the tuition, he didn't have much left in his pocket, so he counted on the salary of the coffee shop, but he was delayed for no reason, even if he was unwilling, he had to let Russell treat him again, and it was the first time he ate so much after performing martial arts. By the time the two of them arrived at Class F, there were already a lot of people seated, and people came in one after another. After Pascal sat down, he subconsciously went to turn the book, and his right hand touched the table only to find it empty, he used to turn a few pages of the book reflexively as long as there was a gap, but now he doesn't read a book, and he has so much free time that he doesn't know how to spend it, so he simply lies down to sleep. The more people there were, the more noisy it became, as if he was acting, and Pascal looked like an outsider, when suddenly the noise stopped, and a burst of exclamations and exclamations rang out.

"Helen, it turned out to be Helen - Helen is here, how can Helen come over, go and call the flying pig, what kind of pig has gone out to eat? Haha, pig, you know how to eat, wait and regret it for the rest of your life!

"Who said I missed it!" a ball of meat flew in from the window with a roar, "I knew you were waiting to see me laugh!"

"We all look at Helen, but we rarely see you!"

"Get out of the way!" Fulton said, swinging his hand aside as he tossed Rabelais.

As soon as Helen appeared, it was like the sun attracting the planets, drawing everyone's attention. Pascal was still lying there, eager to leave, but in that case, it seemed that he was going to stay under her influence, and Russell pushed him: "Your sweetheart is coming—ah, Helen can't even raise your interest in it?" Pascal was curious, obviously Russell's voice was still a few steps away, why did he come back and sit down, got up and asked, "Why are you back?" Looking up, a person on the side trimmed his eyebrows, and his pretty face was angry, which one was not Olivia!

"I'm here for class...... Olivia said only Pascal was asking herself. She was sitting in front, but when she saw that there was a large group of people sitting around Helen in front of her, she was a little annoyed, and her eyes swept the whole room, only Pascal was sleeping alone, and she didn't seem to be moved by Helen at all, so she simply sat next to him, but Pascal's eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind were hovering the word Helen, but there was disgust in the sweetness. If he had glimpsed Helen's face before, Pascal felt like a gift, but now he was determined to forget, to free himself from this senseless emotional quagmire, out of sight and out of mind, and wishing that the two would never meet again like separate threads, but Helen appeared again at this time, throwing a stone into the water, and stirring up ripples in his heart, although he did not get up, his chest beat faster and faster, and his breath became shorter and shorter.

Olivia on the side was covering her ears, but seeing that the noise was getting more and more excessive, she gradually couldn't hold it back, and slapped the table with both hands: "What's the noise!" Pascal had been lying on his stomach for a long time, his arms were numb, and he was about to turn over. Olivia snorted, gritted her teeth and held back her laughter.

"What are you arguing about, we are here to find Helen, take care of yourself!" A person walked in with a golden flash on his head, and walked beside Helen, "Helen is good, I came here so early, I didn't expect Helen to be so beautiful and so studious!" Helen nodded.

"That chicken cub, how do you talk to the queen?" Fulton saw the golden light on his head at first glance, dazzling, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous, when he saw that it was a cockscomb, his courage suddenly grew, he was sitting on the table, and then he jumped down to pull the cockscomb's head, and Stephen followed closely. The cockscomb turned his head to look, and saw that Fulton and Stephen were as vicious as black and white impermanence to ask for their lives, and they vomited bitterness, and stood up with their hands on the table: "Oh, the two bosses are also here, and the younger brother is coming and walking...... Immediately go-" As he spoke, he took two steps when a man came outside, and when he saw that he was about to crash into his arms, the man's crutches stretched out, and the cockscomb's head and body were fixed, and he felt as if he was wrapped in a quilt, and his magic was as soft as cotton.

"Where is this classmate going, why don't you sit down?"

Seeing that the person in front of him was speaking calmly, although his hair was like a bird's nest and his clothes were like sacks, his conversation was unusually modest, and he turned his head to see that Fulton and Stephen were already sitting on the table, and they had a good image of respecting teachers and classmates, caring for public property and protecting the environment, and couldn't help but walk back, and sat down next to Helen again.

"Oh, why are you so careless, get up quickly!" said Raphael, grinning as he touched the curly hair on his head behind the cockscomb. Raphael is quite self-aware, and he also knows that he doesn't have much excellence in his body, so he worked his hair, and wanted to rely on this unique hairstyle to walk Pascal School alone, but he was successively overtaken by Steve and the cockscomb head, just to beat Stephen, so he sprinkled his grievances on the cockscomb head, and tonight he saw the cockscomb head and shamelessly did Helen is even more angry, the cockscomb head got up halfway, and suddenly the soles of his feet stumbled garlic, and he screamed and fell again, and there was a burst of laughter in the classroom. Raphael pinched his throat and deliberately imitated the cry of the cockscomb: "Oh, classmate the cockscomb, why are you so careless, didn't you eat!"

"Don't make a fuss. Spinoza twitched his wand in his hand, and the cockscomb seemed to be lifted, and the stool slid under his ass on its own, and then his eyes scanned the classroom: "I heard that everyone is here today, so I'll give you the first lesson." ”