"Yu Sheng!!!"
"I and you are inseparable!!"
"Remember, I, Xu Yuanqing, have my eye on you, no one can think twice about it!"
The mournful cry of Xu Yuanqing suddenly came from behind.
It attracted the curious eyes of some old students who had just gotten up to have breakfast.
Whose general is this that made Xu Yuanqing behave like this?
Of course, there is no sympathy, only schadenfreude.
Until Zhao Zicheng appeared at the school gate...
The old students who were originally laughing fell silent for a moment.
Several people headed by Liu Yu silently put down the flower scrolls in their hands, Steamed Bun, stood up...
Zhao Zicheng looked at the eyes that seemed to choose and devour others, and shuddered instinctively. He waved his hands to everyone with a flattering smile, turned around and ran, chasing Yu Sheng's footsteps, walking deeper into the campus.
"Did him!"
"Take off your clothes and take some photos."
Liu Yu stood up first and clenched his fists.
Several other fallen people from Tianya nodded in agreement.
Xu Yuanqing stopped in front of a few people, with a touch of sadness on his face. "Enrollment has completed filling in the information. Let's type it after it is stored in the warehouse. After all..."
Liu Yu took out his cell phone expressionlessly and put it in front of Xu Yuanqing.
On the mobile phone, it is Ink Academy Forum.
The most popular post, even silently pinned by the administrator, only has one photo.
In the photo, Xu Yuanqing has his eyes closed tightly, and his face is full of stories.
Zhao Zicheng was standing aside, with the unique smile of a sunny boy on his face.
Silence.
"Don't start too lightly."
"I'll take care of you if something happens."
After saying something silently, Xu Yuanqing stepped aside and watched as several people chased Zhao Zicheng's figure away. He couldn't help but sigh, "Alas... Such a good child, how come he likes to seek death."
In the early morning on campus, the slightly sharp voice of Zhao Zicheng kept echoing.
The voice was still full of panic.
But amid the fear, there was also a hint of excitement.
It's chilling.
This guy...
It has gradually changed.
Holding the information and IDs of several students, Xu Yuanqing walked swaggering into the depths of the Academy.
Passing through a small forest, there is a courtyard.
There are several bamboo trees planted outside the courtyard.
Occasionally you can smell a faint floral fragrance.
It's like a small, remote paradise.
But...
'Bang'
Xu Yuanqing kicked the door, making a muffled sound.
In the room, Old Man, who was secretly staring at the computer screen at the desk, suddenly became excited, unplugged the power cord, and coughed. "Don't you know how to knock on the door?"
"Button Three Credits!"
Xu Yuanqing looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and sat directly opposite Old Man: "Deduct whatever you want, you can find a Credits in my account, I lose!"
"How about you lend me some?"
Old Man choked back and glared at him angrily. "If you fart, hurry up, I'm still busy."
He casually slapped the students' information on the table. "Put Freshmen's information into the database so that I can help them select Dormitory. After selecting, I can beat them."
Xu Yuanqing looked impatient.
The matter of my own car is not over yet.
Old Man looked at the information in front of him, then looked at his dark computer screen, and froze for a moment.
"What are you looking at? Turn on the phone."
Xu Yuanqing glanced at it and asked.
Old Man doesn't move.
It was as if he didn't hear it.
"Huh?"
"It turns out that the monitor's power supply was disconnected."
Xu Yuanqing looked at it carefully. "I just said that if you study more technology, it will be quite useful."
"Don't be like those brainless idiots Spirit Martial High School who just know how to show off Muscles."
"Look, as long as you plug it in, it will light up..."
Xu Yuanqing muttered, and with Old Man's dumbfounded expression, he plugged in the power.
Then...
The screen lights up and displays Image.
In Image, there is an anime girl, shouting something with a righteous look on her face.
But no sound came out.
But the subtitles reflect the text thoughtfully.
"For the sake of love and justice, for the sake of kindness and peace, I, Little Seven-Colored Fairy, will destroy you on behalf of justice!"
Xu Yuanqing was stunned.
Old Man was also stunned.
"I said, I don't know what's going on. Do you... believe it?"
"It must be those little brats who are playing tricks on me!"
"How abominable!"
"How can you put a childish anime like Seven-Colored Fairy on my computer!"
"Do you really think you will attract my attention?"
"Humph, that's ridiculous!"
"I studied Spring and Autumn Period!"
Old Man's face was flushed, and he gently stroked his beard. He was not angry and had an elegant temperament.
Xu Yuanqing looked at Old Man and chirped. "How did you know this anime... is called Seven-Colored Fairy?"
Old Man exerted slight force on his hand.
A beard was torn off.
"Let's solve the problem of Freshmen data storage first!"
"We can't keep the children waiting."
"As a model worker of the Ink Academy and the hardest-working worker, I am bound to do so."
Grabbing the information from Xu Yuanqing's hand, Old Man buried his head deeply on the keyboard and operated it carefully.
Then...
Suddenly there was more sound on the speakers.
Mute is cancelled.
"Hmph, you damn monsters, I'm Little Seven-Colored Fairy!"
"For... for light and justice... I..."
"I swear to fight you to the end!"
In Image, Seven-Colored Fairy has scars all over his body, covering his chest and gritting his teeth, his face full of unyielding fighting spirit.
"Is it burning?" Xu Yuanqing suddenly said quietly.
"Burn!"
Old Man nodded subconsciously.
Then...
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
"I'm so ashamed to be in your company!"
Old Man reacted quickly, looked at Xu Yuanqing and cursed, "Deduct one month's salary from you."
After saying that, I finally found the exit button.
Awkwardly turning off the video.
Then call up the school's internal Website, and fill in the Academy list in the background.
Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng, Lin Xiaoxiao, Sun Wen.
Tombstone Boy, Mu Yu.
Giant, A Tai.
Ink Academy is the 140th year since its establishment, Freshmen Enrollment, six people.
Click to include.
This list will be sent to the Ink Pavilion headquarters soon.
Then announced by the Ink Pavilion.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Old Man sighed, "Enrollment has six little ones this year. It's not easy."
Xu Yuanqing nodded. "But I have to say, Seven-Colored Fairy is really beautiful."
"Yeah... huh?"
"Are you looking for death?"
Old Man narrowed his eyes with a cold light, watching him silently.