Lin Xiaoyun sat in the corner, quietly eating his own dinner. In some ways, Shao Xuechen is quite similar to him, referring to his personality.

He Quan smiled and sat in the place that Lin Xiaoyun had given up, facing Ang Weizhi face to face. He seemed to take the ambiguous words with ease and honored them.

"If there is something, we can negotiate in private. How embarrassing it is in front of students. He Quan knocked on the table and said. "We are all teachers, teaching and educating people. I don't respect my teacher, what will it look like?"

"You don't look like a teacher on weekdays. Ang Weizhi straightened his beard that had been messed up earlier, this is an important meeting, and the appearance must be done well. "I'm amazed to be able to say such things now. ”

"I know exactly what's going on in your mind. He Quan put away his smile, "I got the position of principal by strength, you can't deny it." At that time, it was clearly written in the letter of appointment that the headmaster had the right to handle all the day-to-day affairs of the palace. ”

"Suddenly one more person is added in the middle of a mission, and this is also your right as the principal?" Ang Weizhi said, "This clearly belongs to the management of the Operations Department, you are overstepping your authority, and your hand is stretched too long." ”

"But isn't the Operations Department also under my control? And Director Xiao has not expressed any intention of objecting. He Quan said that with the position of principal, he had long been invincible, and no one in the school palace could shake him.

Ang Weizhi stood up, turned around and left. He didn't want to mess with this scoundrel anymore, and he didn't get any benefit for a long time. From the beginning he knew that he couldn't win, there was no suspense, he just wanted to fight.

"If I win the bet, I'll say the principal won't budge!"

An inopportune voice rang out, and a boy stood in a chair, and everyone around him was pulling money from his pockets in chagrin.

"What are you talking about, go back to the dormitory and sleep when you're done eating!"

A coach squeezed out of the crowd and pointed to the group of students, "Set up a private gambling game, and one person will hand me a copy for inspection tomorrow." ”

The coaches looked at the boy standing in the chair and scolded "idiot" in their hearts.

Eventually, the students were kicked out of the cafeteria and into the dorms like chicks.

After Ang Weizhi returned to the office, he slapped the mahogany desk to pieces, scolding He Quan for not being a thing. The fire in the cafeteria broke out.

"He's been fighting me for decades. It's just to win the other party once, just fight for breath. He Quan stirred the teacup with a teaspoon, "Just like Xue Zhen and Su Xun, it is impossible to give in." ”

"What benefits did he give you?" Lin Xiaoyun said lightly.

"Who?"

"The student from the Sith Empire. ”

"You're really straightforward. Snow marks are our own grandsons, and the items exchanged must be precious enough. He Quan smiled, "It's an eighth-level magic circle scroll, defensive type, forcibly destroying the core of the magic circle will cause a big explosion, and the power can probably blow up the entire school palace to the sky." That's a pretty good deal, isn't it?"

"I think you're better suited to be a businessman. Lin Xiaoyun thought for a while and said. This is what he felt.

Fengchen packed his luggage and walked out of the school gate. He is also a member of the student union and a minister, so the students guarding the school gate only ask a few symbolic questions, and they don't even need to take out their passes. This should also be considered a privilege of student council members.

There were quite a few sneakers out of the student council, but as long as they came back before the roll call the next morning. For this kind of behavior of guarding and stealing, the coaches also turned a blind eye, probably because they felt that they were under pressure to manage the school palace and needed to relax.

Fengchen, who came from the West, has cultivated a keen sense of smell and a poisonous eye unique to businessmen under the influence of his family since he was a child. He didn't come here for anything else, just to find something of interest for the family. And Shao Xuechen is what he likes, and he is willing to invest in it. He only fancied Shao Xuechen's talent. Being able to gain the friendship of the strong in the future is also a benefit.

Of course, it would be nice to have it work for the family, which has the capital to pay any salary.

However, with Shao Xueji's arrogance, this is basically impossible. Just think about it.

Isn't the arrogant lark also unwilling to sing in the cage, and chooses to commit suicide without hesitation?

Proud creatures are not confined to a small space, and they would rather die. Defend your dignity from being tarnished in the most radical way.

Therefore, they are born noble.

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The suspect has been locked up. It was a bounty hunter who had come here a month earlier, and his name was Mo Tian. He can be described as a pervert, a gambler, and an alcoholic...... In short, the bad track record is bad. In fact, almost all bounty hunters are like this.

Shao Xuechen was lying on the bed.

Bounty hunter, someone must have issued a task, and then Mo Tian took the order. It's just who is the publisher, what is the content of the mission, and why kill people?

He thought about it, and then became agitated. He really wanted to kill Mo Tian and the mission publisher. But it's not his turn, there are laws to sanction.

But isn't life the most honorable?

Next door, Mu Xi began to snore, slept soundly, and occasionally heard a few dreams.

Shao Xuechen felt stuffy in his heart, and inexplicably felt a burst of irritability. So he got up and went to the window.

The autumn wind swept across his face, stirring the tiny fluff on his face.

It's late autumn, and there are only a few sparse red maple leaves on the tall maple trees. The entire City Lord's Mansion seemed empty. It is strange to say that at this time, there will be frogs and crickets.

"You're in a pretty mood swing. It's hard to see. Yu propped his hands on the windowsill, faintly, as soft as water.

"The little boy who sat on the edge of the ruins really looked like I was a kid. I just didn't cry at the time. Shao Xuechen hung her head.

Yu could feel the boy's inner activity, and at the moment he became a little depressed. The boy's heart is not as cold as his surface, but full of warmth and colorful.

It sounds a lot like the old people who saw their own shadow in a young man, and then they were provoked to reply. But you're not that old. On the contrary, you are still very young, only eighteen, where is there so much sentimentality?" Yu looked him up and down.

Shigena caressed a red robe, as if caressing a pool of blood that was about to dry up. The robe is tattooed with clouds, and the neckline is pierced with two white hems, and the navy blue pattern is tattooed in between. The long sleeves almost touched the ground.

He loves opera, not only listening, but occasionally singing on stage.

It's surprising enough for a castle lord to sing on stage, it's like someone tells you that wolves eat grass, and you're sure to think that person is a fool. Because the Lingren was looked down upon at the time, and the city lord went to sing, isn't this a drop price?

Among the many drama robes, this red opera robe is his most cherished one, and he is almost reluctant to wear it. This was passed down to him by the master who taught him to sing. According to the master, this was also passed down to him by his master. So this robe is more like a kind of inheritance.

"Send someone to catch Mo Tian before they do. It is useless to live, to die. Duplicate said to himself, but the room was empty. "By any means, that thing can't fall into their hands. Those people who have lost their conscience can do anything, they are a bunch of crazy people. ”

"Yes. Someone answered, but there was no one to be seen.

"Wait. Chongming said lightly, "Tell those bounty hunters that not all tasks can be accepted, and if the emperor doesn't move them, it doesn't mean that no one moves." ”

He stared at the hanging robes and let out a sigh after a long time.

The candles in the menorah burned out, and the room went dark. The white moonlight is as soft as water, and large and small objects are stretched and woven into a faint oblique shadow.

In his eyes, loneliness seemed to be dripping out.

He was already dissatisfied with his current life. Doing things you don't like year after year will make people resist from the bottom of your heart. It's painful and contradictory, but I can't help myself.

It seems that for as long as he can remember, he has always done things according to other people's wishes, and when he raised his eyes, he could only see a piece of sky, and even the floating clouds seemed extremely lonely. Like a tool man, his inner thoughts are suppressed countless times, as if he was born to do this and nothing else. Even walking down the street and looking at other children with a string of sugar gourds in their hands, and wanting a string of them yourself is a luxury.