Even in the Mo Academy, the sky is as arrogant as a cloud, but how have they ever seen such a scene!

For a while, all the students fell into a stupor, staring directly at Mu Yu and Atai, and the gaze in their eyes was only shocked.

"You say, is Old Man Yu coming?"

Zhao Zicheng stuck to Mu Yu's side and whispered.

Mu Yu shook his head slightly: "He's been hiding for a year, I think... Won't come. ”

"That Sun Wen..."

Speaking of Sun Wen, Zhao Zicheng's eyes showed a trace of sadness, sighed lightly, and shook his head slightly.

Everyone was a little silent, and instead of turning around and entering the inner courtyard like the other seniors, they still stopped in place, as if they were expecting something.

Time passes.

After a full twenty minutes, there was no more movement.

"Should..."

"It's not coming..."

Lin Xiaoxiao hugged Dabai, pouted, and said disappointedly.

Zhao Zicheng's fists clenched inadvertently, and he took two steps forward sharply, looking into the air: "Boss Yu, what are you hiding!! ”

"I believe that even if you don't come forward, but the summoning order of the Ink Academy is here, we are here, you must be nearby, you can hear what I say!"

"I don't know exactly what happened to make you disappear for an entire year, but now..."

"Are you really ruthless and don't come to see us?"

"I know, the contradiction must have been provoked by Sun Wen's kid, he is a tough person, but Sun Wen is your friend, we... Aren't we? ”

"Class of 140, without you, without Sun Wen..."

"It's incomplete!"

At the end, Zhao Zicheng's voice had gradually become smaller, but he still looked stubbornly into the distance.

Another few minutes passed.

Zhao Zicheng stood in place, stumbling slightly, revealing a bitter smile.

At this moment, his face was unusually pale.

"Boss Yu, you really abandoned... Abandon the 140th class..."

Zhao Zicheng muttered to himself and turned around lonely.

"Nope..."

A flat voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhao Zicheng.

Zhao Zicheng's eyes lit up at first, and he turned his head sharply, but after seeing the person who came, he suddenly became disappointed.

"Sister Time..."

He smiled reluctantly.

"I can't come for the rest of my life, if he comes, Sun Wen will die."

"So, I came for him."

"Graduate of the Ink Academy, the rest of your life, time report!"

Time turned his head and looked into the depths of the inner courtyard, his eyes were deep: "Is there a problem with this?" ”

"No problem."

"Welcome back."

An old voice rang out from the depths of the inner courtyard.

Time nodded slightly.

"Sister Time, why did Sun Wen die for the rest of his life, what happened during this period!"

"Now even Sun Wen doesn't answer my call, are they having a conflict?"

Zhao Zicheng was a little anxious, looked at time and asked.

Including Mu Yu, Atai, and Xiaoxiao, all gathered around and looked at the time nervously.

Time carefully organized the language: "The rest of your life said, you shouldn't know, when you know, you can't make a choice, it will only be more painful." ”

"What bullshit logic!"

"Have you ever been afraid of pain?"

"The Rest of My Life !!"

Zhao Zicheng's eyes turned red instantly, and he almost roared, and even called Yu Sheng's real name.

"Hmm..."

"But the rest of my life won't let me say."

Time muttered for a few seconds, and then spoke again.

Looking at the calm gaze of time, everyone decisively gave up the idea of asking.

Time, and the rest of your life is a kind of person.

Forcing the rest of his life to say something he doesn't want to say is simply a fantasy!

They believe that even if they threaten time with suicide now, the most time can be to push their own carts and dig a hole for them with a sapper shovel.

"By the way, when the school didn't let you play, did you bring some special effects?"

Mu Yu seemed to suddenly think of something, looked at the time, and said quietly.

Time nodded: "Said it." ”

"Then you just..."

Mu Yu pointed behind him.

This man appeared so suddenly that they didn't even notice it, let alone the new students.

"I just picked a flower on the side of the road and scattered the petals on the ground."

Time said as a matter of course, thought about it and added: "Reiki is not for waste. ”

In a word, the pattern has risen several times.

Zhao Zicheng was still immersed in that anxious mood, and rarely didn't joke, but just dialed Sun Wen's phone again, but in exchange for only a cold prompt tone.

'Hello, the user you called...'

"Damn!"

"If I see Sun Wen, I will definitely blow his face up!"

Zhao Zicheng scolded viciously.

Lin Xiaoxiao also waved his fist in mid-air in annoyance.

And just as they were talking, with the roar of the engine, a truck stopped steadily at the door of the Ink Academy. It is also printed with the logo of the Gold Ingot Group.