"Is this the Headmaster's office?"

Jiang Shouyun, who had changed his clothes, passed by Valhalla and came to an inconspicuous two-story building.

The whole thing is surrounded by a large number of trees, and the maple leaves fall in front of the door and no one cleans them, and from the outside it looks like a garage.

But being invited to afternoon tea by the principal is an honor that is even more eye-catching than winning a scholarship at the Kassel Academy, and of course no one cares whether it is humble or not.

I usually see: This place is too remote and desolate, right? Are you sure it's not some haunted abandoned building?

After being invited: the mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and there are dragons! Nanyang Zhuge Lu, the principal's office of the college, Xishuzi Yunting, what is ugly?

"I guess it's definitely two different things inside and outside."

Jiang Shouyun complained in his heart, raised his hand and knocked on the cyan copper bell on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Please come in." A gentle voice came.

Hearing this, Jiang Shouyun pushed open the door of the principal's office.

After quietly seeing the scene in the house, it was really the same as Jiang Shouyun imagined.

The first and second floors of the house are open, with only a spiral mahogany staircase extending.

The quaint bookshelves are filled with a dazzling collection of books, all of which are complete sets of hardcover and rubbings of ancient books.

There are all kinds of unknown oil paintings hanging on the four walls, and the portrait of the "black dragon" that was cut in half made Jiang Shouyun subconsciously look up and take a second look.

"I didn't expect the headmaster to hang this picture here." Thinking, he looked down at the old man.

Only the courtyard in the center of the room was inlaid with a large skylight of frosted glass, and the gentle sunlight was dappled with golden light by the leaves falling on it.

In front of the desk, the sunlight shone on the silver-haired old man who was looking down to read a book, exuding a gentle warmth of the quiet years.

No one dared to believe that this old man was what Chu Zihang's father called "the biggest madman in the madman academy".

This temperament and style are indeed in line with the principal's character of Fingal's "sullen old man".

However, unlike usual, there was a little more fireworks in the principal's office, which originally exuded the fresh smell of tea.

The old man held an ancient book written in French in his right hand, and on his left hand lay several steaming plates.

- Pan-fried foie gras with truffle, snails baked, lamb chops with basil, Marseille fish soup, duck confit, beef stewed in wine......

"I originally wanted to have afternoon tea today, and the meal should have been invited in advance, but I feel that you should prefer this format to afternoon tea."

Looking at Jiang Shouyun, who was walking slowly, Ange closed the book in his hand and smiled, "You shouldn't have eaten dinner before coming back, right?" I've heard that you've been more fond of French food lately, so I've prepared some, but I don't know if it's to your taste. ”

Jiang Shouyun raised his eyebrows in some surprise, and then smiled calmly: "It's not a secret, in fact, I just want to taste all the dishes in the canteen, and it just happened to be the turn of French cuisine recently." ”

He was very satisfied with the chefs invited by the Kassel Academy.

However, because of a certain waste wood, the pork knuckle is tired of smelling although it is not tired of eating.

"Then I can only hope that the food I choose from this old man can taste to your liking." Ange made a joke unconcernedly.

"As long as it's not British." Jiang Shouyun sat opposite Ange and complained, "The starry sky pie and haggis that I did in the school cafeteria before left too deep a shadow. ”

Not to mention the "stargazing pie", the most famous dark cuisine in the UK.

Haggis is said to be Scotland's "national dish" and is made by mixing sheep's stomach, sheep's heart, sheep's lungs, and sheep's liver.

It looks a bit like belly meat, but when you open the outermost layer of the sheep's stomach, the filling looks like vomit.

"Compared to your home country, Britain is indeed a food desert." Ange nodded in agreement, picked up the knife and fork in his hand and smiled, "Let's talk while eating, don't care about etiquette here." ”

"Then you're welcome." Jiang Shouyun was also a little hungry, so he simply picked up a pair of chopsticks and put a piece of braised beef into his mouth.

He was a guest at this invitation.

Moreover, he can probably guess what the old man wants to talk about, so there is no need to be in a hurry.

"Then again, has the principal been keeping an eye on me? I even know what I've been eating lately. ”

"Hahaha, you've been a celebrity since you entered school, and a day of freedom proves your S-level level." Ange smiled and took out his phone, tapped it a few times, and pointed the screen at him, "It's not just me, the information about you, the Night's Watch forums have gone crazy right now. ”

"What's the information that even includes what I've been eating lately?" Jiang Shouyun subconsciously frowned, and after glancing at it, he suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth.

The first page of the post is a frontal photo of him standing on the balcony looking down at the college with his golden pupils, and the perspective of this photo looks like someone standing in front of him with his face scolded.

Below that photo, there is also a detailed list of his interests and hobbies.

Jiang Shouyun saw the poster's ID at a glance, and his face suddenly darkened.

Depend on! Fengou, it's you again!

You know so much!

"I've painted turtles on all of their faces, so why are so many people collecting my information for a fee?" Looking at the replies like those fans and sisters, Jiang Shouyun's expression gradually became speechless.

There were even a lot of people who coaxed him to participate in the "House Star", that is, the beauty pageant competition.

Are the students of the Kassel Academy all suffering from Stockholm syndrome?

The worse you are beaten, the more you like it?

"After all, the half-breed has also inherited some of the dragons' rule of 'the strong are respected'."

Ange smiled and admired: "And, it is undeniable that this photo is indeed very handsome, and the momentum of overlooking all beings is undoubtedly revealed." ”

Faced with his somewhat meaningful tone, Jiang Yunshou spread his hands noncommittally.

After a short silence, Ange smiled and said, "Jiang Shouyun, have you ever thought about why I invited you to become a special teacher?" ”

"Oh?" Jiang Shouyun raised his head slightly, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and smiled at Ange's faint gaze, "Is it because of my experiment and Chu Zihang's words?" ”

"Yes and no." Ange shook his head and said softly, "We need more trust in each other, if you can trust me, let's talk, if you can't believe it now, today is just a unique afternoon tea." ”

Looking at the calm old man in front of him, Jiang Shouyun blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "To be honest, I've been looking forward to it for a long time. ”

I drank too much today, my head was dizzy, and I barely wrote it, but I felt like I had a bunch of mistakes.

(End of chapter)