"I heard Professor Schneider say that Jiang Xun was a little worried about not being able to get a scholarship. This really makes us think about it.

If a student who has the ability to tackle an A-level mestizo is treated unfairly because of a descent rating, it is a dereliction of duty on the part of us as educators. The principal's sincere voice came from the phone.

"Oh? Does the principal mean to give me a retroactive scholarship? Jiang Xun said.

"Yes, I think that such an excellent student as Jiang Xun is definitely worthy of an excellent scholarship, and your current Z-level permission, except for being able to check the class schedule, basically can't do anything, not even speak on campus forums, you can only browse other people's posts, it's too unfair to an excellent student like you." The principal said.

"That's right, that's right." Jiang Xun agreed. He hadn't considered the matter of permission at first, he had previously obtained Chu Tianjiao's dragon slaying equipment, and he had thought that he would use his student card to cut it away after being admitted to Kassel Academy.

Only now do I think about it, even if he goes to the Kassel Academy, he can't open the weapon box if he doesn't have enough authority.

"It's a pity that some stubborn guys on the school board side objected to it on the issue of blood, and in the end, at my strong request, the school board agreed that I would award you a scholarship, but there would be a test first." The principal is kind and incentive.

His tone was like that of an educator who had discovered a hidden genius, and an educator who felt sorry for this genius whose pearl had been covered in dust was now going to give this genius a chance to prove himself.

"Okay, what do you need me to do." Jiang Xun didn't know what the principal's purpose was, but since it was related to the previous fog ghost, then he had the opportunity to earn experience and gold coins, and his butcher's knife was already hungry and thirsty.

He had been practicing Yasuo's Wind Resisting Sword Technique all this time, although he had the opportunity to go to the Summoner's Canyon once a day to challenge the Canyon Pioneer.

But this pit system has made the difficulty of the canyon pioneer higher, and it is really not easy for him to cut a giant beetle as tall as a building with a knife.

This mission can help him earn scholarships and improve the privileges of his campus account, and he will definitely go.

"Good, I like your courage. As a young man that both Professor Schneider and I are optimistic about, the commissioner of this mission is Ms. Dong Suyan of the China Branch, and I will tell you that your mission this time is to assist her in completing the task as an assistant. ”

"No problem."

"I look forward to Jiang Xun's first task after entering the Kassel Academy to hand in a perfect answer."

Ange put down the phone in his hand and picked up the folding knife from the ground, the blade of the folding knife was stained with something brown and yellow, he frowned, it was so dirty, he was a little reluctant to wipe the folding knife with a handkerchief.

"Is that really good? Let a freshman solve this matter, even if it is a senior specialist in the executive department, if you don't send a team of more than ten people, it will be more troublesome.

I now have serious suspicions that you, the fake educator, are pushing the prickly students who ask you for scholarships into the fire pit.

The best way to solve a problem is to solve the problem by addressing the person who raised the problem, and this way of dealing with the problem seems to be very popular in China. It seems that the work of Lip Chinese education in the school in the past two years has been very good, and you have taken the lead, Comrade Principal. ”

The Night's Watch continued to squint and pour whiskey on his kennel-like bed.

"I've always prided myself on being a qualified educator, and I want to correct you a little bit, Jiang Xun is not a prickly student.

A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, and a student who wants to get a scholarship is an excellent student.

Of course, normal freshmen will be in trouble, but my Vice Principal, do you really think that normal freshmen can take out a dragonized A-class hybrid unscathed? Ange asked rhetorically.

"Yes, the bloodline is weak, but the battle is strong like a human, this is a monster. A monster can't satisfy you, so you've got a new one? The night watchman asked.

"As long as I can bury the dragon clan, I naturally hope that there are more monsters, the better." Ange picked out a non-dirty one from the adult magazines all over the floor, tore off the cover and wiped the folding knife in his hand.

"The Chinese say drive the wolf and devour the tiger, you drive the monster to destroy the dragon clan, are you not afraid of suffering the monster's backlash first?"

"If the monster doesn't obey and wants to bite me, I'll break its neck first." Ange spoke the lines of a thug in the most standard London accent.

The Night's Watch sat up from his bed, clutching his round belly and said, "Ange, after all these years, you have lived by your hatred of the dragons.

I've been wondering lately if one day we manage to bury the dragons, you're going to be even more decadent than I am. ”

The Night's Watch used to be a beautiful man with eight-pack abs, but now he looks like a lewd fat uncle.

"This room is hell for me."

Ange looked at the attic at the top of the bell tower of the collegiate church, and the four walls were covered with posters of low-cut girls, empty wine bottles and adult magazines all over the floor, which did not match the temperament of Ange in a suit and leather shoes.

"But if you can destroy the dragons, it doesn't matter if you lock me up in this kind of place for the rest of my life."

"I seem to hear your dissatisfaction with my cozy cottage, don't you think...... Wait, Ange's "Night's Watchman's face changed dramatically.

Ange stopped wiping the folding knife in his hand and asked seriously, "What's wrong?" ”

Is there something big going to happen to make the Night's Watch, whose bloodline strength is second only to the first species, so nervous?

"Show me that magazine in your hand." The night watchman said tremblingly.

Ange held up the magazine in his hand.

"Ahhh ”

"Was it peanut butter?" Ange breathed a sigh of relief.

"Aren't you a playboy? This is a woman that Hugh Hefner, the founder of PLAY BOY magazine, has never forgotten. ”

"I prefer their soft bodies to photos of beautiful women."

"Wait, put that magazine down, I beg you, you've ruined the best issue in the history of PLAY BOY, don't touch the origin of the bunny girl again, bastard!"

The roar of the night watchman was heard in the attic.

……

After coming out of the Internet café, Jiang Xun followed the principal's instructions to get on a Wuling Hongguang parked at the door of the Internet café.

In myths and legends, dragons have a habit of collecting gold and silver treasures, and as a hybrid who has inherited the blood of the dragon family, it seems that they have also inherited this habit.

The mixed-race people in Jiang Xun's memory seem to be quite rich, smoking famous cigarettes, drinking famous wine, perming their hair and going to high-end hair salons, and not driving sports cars and going out.

I didn't expect there to be such a civilian car, I don't know if it's because of unique taste or low-key personality.

Or is it because you're poor?