Two days later, in a ward of the Kassel Academy.

Chen Wang opened his eyes with difficulty, the morning sun shining on his face through the white gauze curtains, and everything he saw was white, and the white was covered with a layer of warm light.

For a moment, he was in a trance, he smelled the fragrance of chrysanthemums around him, and felt the ...... around him Raging crowds?

Chen Wang's eyes widened suddenly, and the whole person completely sobered up: "What are you doing here...... Are you mourning me? ”

"Nope."

It was Chu Zihang who spoke, and the president of the Lionheart Society put down a bouquet of chrysanthemums in front of his bed with an expressionless face: "They are here to congratulate you, you won the award in the project of the Freedom War two days ago." ”

"What awards?"

Chen Wang spoke in disbelief, he turned his head to look, opposite Chu Zihang, that is, to his left, the student union president named Caesar was holding his hands to his chest at the moment, looking at him with a sunny face.

The Student Council and the Lionheart, who are worthy of each other's rivals, divide their territory equally when visiting patients.

The members of the Lionheart Society on the right made way at the right time, Chen Wang sat up, and looked up, it was Lancelot, who was holding a heavy trophy at the moment, walking slowly from a distance, with a solemn expression on his face, as if he was holding a portrait of him Chen.

"The freest?"

Chen Wang read out the Chinese characters on the trophy, and was a little confused for a while.

A man wearing a red turban and a love of dancing popped up in his mind.

"This is to commemorate the two years in a row that you broke the record for the most shots in a day of freedom."

Caesar patted Chen Wang's shoulder heavily and gave him a thumbs up: "At the same time, it is also the first award jointly awarded by the Lionheart Club and the Student Union, cherish it." ”

"Thank you!"

Chen Wang showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"No thanks."

The Italian waved his hand, thoughtfully indicating that the patient who had just woken up from his bed needed to recuperate, and then led the student council to retreat.

Only one person on his left side stayed away and did not leave, she was wearing a white swan-style skirt, her chin was hung on the back of the chair, and she looked at Chen Wang with a smile: "Explain in advance, I only shot you ten bullets!" ”

Chen Wang lay on the bed again, feeling that the green tendons in his temples were beating restlessly, he sighed a long breath, and then looked at Chu Zihang who was waiting: "So, which side won this year's freedom battle?" Did we get access to the Norton Pavilion? ”

Chu Zihang was silent for a moment, and then spoke: "Lionheart will lose......"

Chen Wang immediately cast a murderous look at Lancelot, who was holding the trophy, if it weren't for the residual anesthesia in his body, he would have stood up and duel with this Frenchman by now.

Sensing Chen Wang's gaze, Lancelot immediately said with a weak heart: "But the student union didn't win either. ”

"What do you mean?" , Chen Wangleng paused, and immediately reacted: "Could it be that he was stopped by the principal halfway?" Isn't my bullet in vain? ”

"Calm down first!" , Lancelot frowned, handed the trophy to the committee members on the side, then took the notebook at the bedside, clicked the trackpad a few times, and handed it to Chen Wang: "The one who won the day of freedom this time is a freshman who has just entered the school." ”

Chen Wang suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at Lancelot's notebook, which was covered by a rather attractive Chinese title on IE's web page: "To whom does the crown of a free day belong?" Who blew up Caesar and then Chu Zihang? ”

Below is a large photo of a man who looks like a high school student, with his student number, dormitory number, place of age, and all the information, and the last one affectionately reads: "Single!" ”

"Lu Mingfei?"

"S-class students?"

Chen Wang was surprised twice in a row, he looked at Chu Zihang on the side, and said in shock: "It turns out that the dark horse this time is our fellow countryman?" Or an S-class newcomer? Didn't you think about recruiting him into the Lionheart? ”

Chu Zihang glanced at Chen Wang with lowered eyes and did not speak.

"Oh, yes."

Chen Wang nodded: "After all, I only bombarded you with a gun two days ago, and it seems a bit too dogleg to invite him to join the club now." ”

While speaking, Chen Wang manipulated the touchpad and moved the mouse to Lu Mingfei's photo.

He originally wanted to zoom in on the photo and see what this fellow looked like.

A red arrow suddenly popped up on the screen, and the arrow read: "See clearly, it's this son of a bitch!" Who is going to kill him? ”

Chen Wang couldn't hold back it, and suddenly laughed: "So soon, the wanted warrants are all hung out?" Is the next step to make an appointment with a small toilet? ”

"After all, the winner of 'Freedom Day' will receive access to the 'Norton Pavilion' for one year, and will also directly receive the right to be the finalist of this year's 'House Star'."

Lancelot sighed, "The most important thing is that the first girl he pursued in this academy can't refuse him and have to maintain a relationship with him for at least three months, which is really hard not to kill him." ”

"Forget it, let's use it as an entrance gift for the newcomers."

Chen Wang smiled: "After all, this is the only 'S' level freshman in our academy other than the principal, isn't this admission gift quite perfect?" ”

"He hasn't passed the 3E exam yet, and the student who assessed him as an S-class might just be an accident, because he doesn't have any characteristics of a high-blood hybrid at all, and according to Fingal, who is in the same dormitory as him, he doesn't even have a sympathy for Long Wen." Lancelot spoke again: "Fingal is also opening on the 'Night's Watch' website, betting on whether he will pass this exam. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, the 3E exam should be this afternoon."

Chen Wang frowned slightly: "Why don't I apply for it too, go to the invigilation for a test, and see the demeanor of S-level students." ”

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the ward, and a young brother of the Lionheart Society turned his head to open the door, and then took a handful of chrysanthemums that were very beautiful from outside the door and placed them at the head of Chen Wang's bed.

The smile on Chen Wang's face disappeared instantly, and he looked up at Chu Zihang, who had been silent, trying to capture some information from the latter's eyes.

"I didn't send it."

Chu Zihang said simply: "It should be the people from the student union who did the black hand to you, and they also sent flowers last year." ”

Chen Wang sighed, picked up the flowers beside the bed, and gently read the label attached to the flowers: "I wish you a speedy recovery!" ”

The signature is Nono, and a playful grimace is drawn after the name.