At Ink Academy, there is no so-called entrance ceremony for new students.

The more sensational the entrance ceremony, the more embarrassing it will be if you repeat a grade or be dismissed.

Even... It's possible that I just attended your entrance ceremony today and will go to your funeral tomorrow.

But the graduation ceremony will always be the highlight of the Mo Academy.

This means that I have really fought in the Ink Academy for several years, stumbling along the way, and successfully graduated!

Memorable!

There will even be a list of graduating students.

Zhao Zicheng finally accepted the so-called quack facts, and did not refute them, nor could he refute them.

There were six people in total, and five of them were satisfied with their school uniforms.

If he opposes it at this time, he may suffer from school violence.

"Speaking of Boss Yu, is your egg broken?"

Zhao Zicheng looked at the egg that was casually placed in the dormitory for the rest of his life, muttered a few words, and his eyes changed from the initial curiosity to no surprise.

I still remember when I first brought the egg to the Ink Academy, I still looked like I might break out of the shell at any time.

But lately it's been dead silent.

There was no sound.

"If the hatching fails..."

"I think it's better to eat it grilled."

"Have you ever heard of hairy eggs?"

Sun Wen rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and even swallowed his saliva subconsciously when he said this.

"You guys are so cruel!"

"How can it be like this!"

Lin Xiaoxiao intervened and scolded the two angrily: "It is clearly an egg, it may not hatch a chicken, fried tomatoes, sweet and sour!" ”

"The omelette is good, too."

Mu Yu suddenly raised his head and added.

Atai sat there quietly, not speaking, but it was obvious that he was hungry...

"I can't eat it."

Yu Sheng shook his head, feeling the pure energy in the egg, and said softly: "The egg is not enough, wait for the hatching, hang the furnace..."

"Yes!"

"The hanging stove is good!"

"I agree!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and their eyes became deeper when they looked at the egg.

And at this time inside the egg.

In that rich energy package, a young bird was dizzy, struggling to wake up, but under the impact of energy, it fell asleep again.

The ghost knows how much energy the old man has instilled into it, and when the energy is active at first, it doesn't feel anything.

But all the way down, after the repeated shaking of the rest of the life while driving, the energy gradually evened out and stabilized, and finally forcibly poured into its body for its absorption.

Now it's a luxury to even come to its senses.

Half-asleep and half-awake listening to the sound of the voice outside the egg, although I couldn't understand it, it inexplicably made its somewhat panicked heart become more steady.

Maybe that's what companionship feels like.

……

"Remember!"

"Today's graduation ceremony is a very important occasion!"

"The two of you will graduate this year, give those 'new' students some hope and motivate them!"

"Let the reporters from the outside world take a good look at the demeanor of the graduates of my ink college!"

"Don't be arrogant!"

The vice principal looked at the two young men in front of him with some headaches.

At the graduation ceremony of the Ink Academy every year, there is always a little bit of a moth, and these guys seem to have that serious illness one by one.

There are always unexpected 'surprises'.

"Principal rest assured."

"I'm not one of those vulgar martial artists."

Su Mo smiled, looked at Bai Yu, who seemed to have no bones not far away, and the whole person was slumped in the chair, and said lightly.

"Yo, what a cow!"

"Cultural people are just different, an old guy like me is really scared to death."

Bai Yu rolled his eyes, looked at Su Mo and sneered.

Su Mo looked very elegant, stretched out the folding fan in his hand, and fanned it slightly: "Zi said: thick accumulation and thin hair, there are laws for every drink and peck, all things belong to the original, self-cultivation of Confucianism, ancient sayings, read all the books in the world, you can still ascend to the immortal one day, I can go to the sky on the road ahead." ”

"Even if you are three times older than me, there is still a possibility of soaring."

"Don't be envious."

While speaking, under the illumination of the sun, Su Mo's folding fan clearly had the word 'Sao' written on it.

"Zi didn't say anything like that."

"One day to ascend to the immortal."

"What, I'm being pushed into the crematorium?"

"That's called cremation."

"It's worthy of being a young man, speaking and talking is knowledgeable, tsk, principal, listen to it, one set of things."

"If it weren't for the fact that I lost the intramural ring match that year, and ran around the lUO of the Ink Academy, I would have believed it."

"Those two thighs full of leg hair are really athletic to run!"

Bai Yu was amazed, and kept looking at Su Mo's legs.

Su Mo folded the fan, without joy or sorrow, and looked at Bai Yu indifferently: "Oh? ”

"If I'm not mistaken, when you first entered the school, you were stuck in the toilet and didn't come out for three days."

"What do you keep shouting?"

"Fathers, am I wrong?"

"When I heard it, I was shocked!"

He glanced at Bai Yu with some pity.

"Have you forgotten that when you first entered the school, you followed me and looked like a senior?"

Bai Yu didn't give an inch, the two of them were full of cannons, and they dismantled each other's old bottoms.

At first, he was able to maintain his demeanor and try to look very elegant, but as time passed, he gradually became red-faced and red.

Su Mo specially spent a lot of money to build a white Confucian shirt, and the long sleeves were pulled up by him.

Even the skirt was tied around his waist.

The folding fan is tucked into the back of the neck and stuck, and the energy surges.

Bai Yu sneered, showed no weakness, and took off the jacket of the black tracksuit, revealing a body of muscles.

"Come on!"

"Afraid of you?"

"!"

"!"

Looking at the unreasonable, but expected scene, the vice principal has become numb and accustomed to it.

The tradition that the Ink Academy has preserved for so many years now seems...

There do seem to be some side effects.

When I first graduated...

Hiss...

"I have only one question."

"It's still summer, and one of you wears a robe, and the other wears a black coat..."

"I'm going to go up to the high platform in a moment."

"Is it because you're afraid of the heat and won't kill you?"

The vice principal said quietly, constantly looking at the outfits of the two.

In the room, the atmosphere is condensed.

“...”

"Are you afraid?"

Bai Yu looked at Su Mo provocatively.

Su Mo sneered: "How can I be afraid? Believe it or not, I'll be able to wear another liner in a while. ”

"Then I'll add a long sleeve!" White Feather strikes back.

Su Mo took a deep breath: "I'll put on a down jacket!" ”

"Two of me!"

"I don't use energy!"

"I don't need to!"

The two looked at each other angrily, and finally Su Mo turned around and pushed the door open and left.

Bai Yu also left, preparing thickened clothes.

It was only after about half a minute that Su Mo came back with a calm expression, sat down in the chair again, shook the fan gently, and showed a smile.