Holding on to the quilt, Roy curled up in the corner of the bed shivering, horrified as Dean Donald Gall and a group of people broke into his first-year dormitory.

"Dean, I didn't run away last night...... Didn't go to the Moulin Rouge either...... Didn't even fool around with Ms. Messidi for a night......"

The big head stammered and spoke incoherently, getting darker and darker.

"Shut up!" Donald was so angry with this guy that he interrupted with a blue face: "Ask you what to talk about!" ”

Because the ultimate target was Colin Vane, Donald thought of doing the same and brought Colin over, but suddenly found that he had no impression of this student at all, and he had no idea where he was. In the end, Jennifer volunteered to take the dean to find someone, but halfway through, she found that Miss Tessa had followed.

"Roy, where's Colin?" Jennifer, who benefited from Donald, hurriedly asked.

"Colin? Oh, he's been obsessed with looking at the fountain on the lawn lately......"

"We just came from the fountain." Jennifer interrupted.

"That'...... It's a day off, maybe off-campus......"

Roy was so frightened by this battle that he almost cried, and said to himself, Colin, what a big trouble you guys have gotten into.

Donald almost spurted blood on the spot, things had come to this point completely beyond his imagination, and when he didn't know what to do, he saw Miss Tessa, who had been silently following, walk out.

"Is your name Roy?" Tessa asked with a smile.

"Uh-huh."

Roy, who has always seen beautiful women, soars in IQ, but at this time he only knows how to nod like a fool.

"May you give me a personal item of Colin Wayne, preferably for personal use?" Tessa continued.

"Does a quilt count?" The big head was almost subconsciously pointing at Colin's bed.

"Of course, thank you."

Tessa smiled slightly, turned and walked to the other bed, lifted a corner of the quilt, and then stretched out her other hand.

Almost instantly, a colourful magpie swooped in from the window and perched on the side of her index finger.

Donald recognized this as the magpie messenger who had sent him the letter before.

Tessa placed the magpie next to the quilt, let it smell it, and then raised her hand.

Without saying a word, the colorful bird flapped its wings and flew out of the window.

Tessa was about to leave, her eyes suddenly fixed on the stack of papers on the bed that was originally covered by the mattress, she reached out and took it without hesitation, it was the same manuscript as before, turned two pages at random, and then turned around and left the room.

"Teacher."

Tessa returned to the lawn and handed the stack of manuscripts to Roman Sagan, who was standing by the fountain in contemplation.

Principis and Old Joe stood by the side, neither daring to take the initiative to talk, nor daring to leave.

Roman opened the manuscript, looked at it for a moment, and could no longer look away.

For half an hour, until Donald was about to muster up the courage to come forward and ask, Roman suddenly raised his head and took the initiative to say to the fat dean with a smile:

"Donald Gaar?"

"Yes, Your Excellency the Storm Guide." Donald bowed forty-five degrees, and his usual happy face was rare serious.

"Take care of this fountain."

Roman pointed to the magic fountain, but his eyes looked into the distance, and said meaningfully:

"It's the beginning of an era."

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……

Colin lamely hummed a little song he had just learned in this world, and walked briskly through the streets of the West Side.

Ever since he received the payment from Principis and asked Roy to help him exchange the 100 pieces of Grey Sparrow paper for money, his pockets have instantly bulged.

7 golden langs.

To be honest, after my father died, I sold my ancestral home to pay off my debts, and in the end, I didn't have so much money left.

He walked through the crowded streets, whirling around the sounds of local hawkers, until he came to a shack made of rags and tree forks.

There is a large pile of black charcoal in the shack, which looks like a small charcoal shop.

A familiar petite figure was busy in the shack, struggling to pile up the charcoal more than one person high.

Because of his short stature, he can only worry about his toes, and even then, it seems that he is still a little worse.

Colin stepped forward, took the charcoal from her hand, and easily placed it on top of the pile by virtue of his height.

"You're not wrong, the darkest store in the old city is the one you opened."

"Colin?"

Anne Heckott turned to look at him in surprise, and then laughed, "You can really find this place." ”

"I'm familiar with this side of the Old Town, and I'll probably get lost if I'm Roy." Colin laughed.

"But this is a slum, how can a rich man like you be familiar with it?" Anne wondered.

"As you said, how can a rich person be familiar with the Old Town, so instead of being a rich man, I may be poorer than you, at least you still have a black shop, don't you?" Colin joked.

"No, I remember you were a sponsor." Anne's tendon problem was repeated.

"It's a sad story." Colin spread his hands and smiled, "Are you sure you want to listen to my painful childhood experience here?" ”

"Ah, I'm sorry." Anne was a little at a loss.

"But how did you come up with the idea of opening a charcoal shop?" Colin took the initiative to divert the subject.

"This is my family, and my parents usually take care of them, but every day off, they have to go to the mountains east of Thunder City to cut wood and burn charcoal, so I can only guard the stall."

"No wonder." Colin then wondered, "Why go to the east to cut wood?" Aren't there woods outside West Side? ”

Anne said helplessly: "The forest outside the west city belongs to the Andean marquis's family and cannot be cut down, and the east of the city is the forest of the royal family, and the logging permission will be released in the autumn and winter every year." ”

"What about spring and summer?" Colin asked again.

Anne was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Who will burn charcoal in the summer, stock up on some more goods before the end of winter, and deal with the early spring time, and the business of the year will be over." ”

Colin slapped his head and laughed at himself for being stupid.

Of course, there are people who want to use charcoal in spring and summer, but this is a slum in Xicheng, and the poor can save money in winter.

"So, when the weather warms up, this shop will switch to selling ice water." Anne explained.

"Awesome! One cold and one hot, ice and fire. Colin blurted out.

"Fire and ice? The word is interesting, can I put it under the guise of it? Anne tilted her head in anticipation.

"Of course." Colin smiled in agreement.

Although Anne did not come from a good background, her personality was not as reserved and silent as many children from poor families, but she was extremely lively and active.