May 2nd, 10 a.m.
On the playground of the preparatory class of Kassel college, there were about 50 or 60 mixed race people. Everyone was radiant, energetic and straight, waiting for the new legend of the college headquarters.
But there are always exceptions. A girl in the crowd was yawning and was stared by the professor before she stood up straight.
Xia Mi returned to the dormitory with zero yesterday after 12 o'clock. She woke up early in the morning and took morning exercises together. She looked like she didn't get enough sleep.
When the students couldn't help looking back, Xia Mi knew that the "big man" should come.
The students saw that the headmaster Lin Guoqiang was followed by three young people. Lu Chen should be the one at the front.
Not because most of them have seen Lu Chen's photos. Even if they haven't seen what each other looks like, they won't recognize the wrong person today.
Just because the invisible momentum of the young man is not dignified, nor bloody murderous. It is a mountain like heavy aura, which is the accumulated prestige after killing the Dragon King.
Ordinary people may not feel it clearly, but as a hybrid, they can feel the horror of teenagers more keenly.
The teenager didn't carry any weapons, but people had a direct feeling in a trance. If the teenager wanted to, he could instantly kill all the preparatory students present.
No matter how much knowledge about the dragon clan has been learned from textbooks and how many times the real combat power of the dragon clan has been imagined, it is not as shocking as when you really see a dragon slaying hero. The other party intuitively tells them how terrible the dragon clan is.
Because even if it is better than senior brother Lu Chen, it is said that he was narrowly killed in the fight with the Dragon King.
The students didn't just look at Lu Chen, but their eyes were also attracted by others, such as the handsome elder martial brother with a cold look and the amazing "elder martial sister"
But no one dares to whisper. Kassel college is essentially a military college, and the preparatory students also know it. Today is a formal occasion and meeting such heavyweights. Of course, they should be as solemn as soldiers.
"Introduce the S-class students from the headquarters of the college, your senior brother, Lu Chen."
Lin Guoqiang opened his mouth to introduce to the students, and then stepped back slightly, which means that it's time to change next.
Lu Chen looks at Chu Zihang and the meaning is obvious. He is not very good at coaxing younger martial brothers and sisters to play.
Chu Zihang nodded, stepped forward and introduced himself: "Chu Zihang, freshman of Kassel college, now vice president of Lion Heart Association..."
Lu Chen looked at Chu Zihang and said some "Mandarin" prepared in advance. Suddenly, he felt that it might be better to go up and say it by himself.
Because many of Mingming's lines are to publicize the excellence and beauty of Kassel college and show the kindness of his senior brother to his junior brothers and sisters, but brother Chu's cold face seems to be lecturing.
All the younger martial brothers and sisters straightened their waists, but their foreheads were sweating.
“Godzilla。”
Painted pear clothes whispered to Lu Chen, holding Lu Chen's hand slightly tight. She felt that many people were looking at her curiously, and she was a little nervous.
"It's okay. Everyone will like drawing pear clothes, and you're the best."
Lu Chen comforted that maybe it was because she heard that she might have to learn something in the preparatory class. She saw that her future classmates were a little nervous.
Painted pear dress just doesn't understand the world enough. She feels nervous about all kinds of strange things and people, but she doesn't need to be nervous at all, because there are few people who can hurt her in this world except the first generation.
"... above."
Chu Zihang finished the "lecture", then tried to use a "gentle" expression and said: "next is the free question time."
Until this time, the high-pressure atmosphere in the field gradually relaxed, but for a time, no one dared to take the lead in asking questions to the senior brother who looked like a cold-faced killer, let alone the more terrible senior brother Lu Chen in theory.
After more than ten seconds of silence, when Chu Zihang and Lu Chen thought that such a small interactive link could be skipped, a person raised her hand. She stood back, as if afraid that she was not conspicuous enough, she still jumped in place.
"Elder martial brother, elder martial brother, I want to ask a question!"
Xia Mi beckoned as if this was an idol meeting, but those who used to regard today as an idol meeting withered. She jumped like crazy powder.
It's polite for the crowd to step aside and expose Xia MI in the rear.
After the students dispersed, Lu Chen looked at the girl curiously, and couldn't help but praise secretly for a moment.
If Lu Chen had not been vaccinated with painted pear clothes, he might have been absent-minded for a moment.
It is a beautiful, flawless and beautiful face that will only appear in the sculptor's pen. It shines and is as warm as jade.
Her eyes are clear and glossy, with long eyelashes and a trace of baby fat on her cheeks. When she smiles and cries, she also reveals the small tiger teeth at the corners of her mouth. She wears a small sling of plain white batik orchids and a short pair of hot pants. At her feet are a pair of socks and a pair of sneakers.
Simply and perfectly set off her crystal white skin, slender body and even flesh. The waving hand looks small and soft.
If the beauty of painting pear clothes is quiet innocence, the beauty of this girl is energetic youth.
Lu Chen stepped forward and patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder. He looked at Chu Zihang unexpectedly. The other party was stunned.
He said for Chu Zihang, "excuse me, younger martial sister."
"I heard that the headquarters of the college not only includes accommodation, but also high scholarships?"
Xia Mi didn't care about other people's eyes at all. She came forward and asked with expectation. Her expression and eyes looked like a little money fan.
Lu Chen didn't expect that this beautiful younger martial sister just wanted to ask this. He thought that only he was trapped in money at the beginning, while other hybrids were often very rich.
But he answered the question honestly, "the scholarship is divided into several sections. If you are good enough, the highest level scholarship is 36000 US dollars. In addition... According to your blood evaluation, the student card can overdraw the relevant amount every year."
Xia Mi looked excited. "There's such a good thing!? I may be A-level!"
Chu Zihang added: "class a can overdraw up to $10000 a year."
At the same time, he looked at the girl with a rare trace of confusion in his eyes.
The spring breeze is blowing on the face. It has the moist taste of the lawn and the faint smell of the young girl.
The breath was unique, with the warmth of the sun and the moisture of dew. He looked at the girl for a few seconds and didn't see anything, but he felt that the breath was deja vu.
The familiar taste was forgotten for a long time and came back. It was a little surprised and happy. It was like finding an old photo many years ago in the corner of a broken hard disk. It was blurred due to excessive exposure. There were only green and slender grass tips, girl's thin legs and white skirt.
The silence did not last long, but was broken by the girl.
Xia Mi suddenly hugged his chest with both hands and watched Chu Zihang retreat. "Senior brother, although I know I'm a beautiful girl, don't stare at me like this!"
Chu Zihang thought back slightly, "sorry, I just feel that you are a little familiar."
"I don't even have to chat up in the streets in 2009, please."
In Chu Zihang's confused eyes, Xia Mi slowly retreated into the crowd, muttering in a low voice as she walked, as if to cheer herself up or warn herself: "Xia Mi should be careful, don't be soaked, senior brother of fire prevention and theft prevention!"
Today, the wind on the playground is not small. At this time, many people summoned up the courage to gather around Lu Chen after Xia Mi opened his head and asked all kinds of questions to sign.
But Chu Zihang, as a newborn mixed race monarch, has a far better hearing than ordinary people. Xia Mi's whispers are all heard clearly by him, which makes him feel some inexplicable embarrassment.
Obviously, he just wanted to seriously ask if they had met somewhere. When he saw the girl, he always felt that he had forgotten something.
But that shouldn't be. His memory has always been very good. After brother Lu helped him improve his blood line, he went to a higher level. If he had seen this girl, even if he had only one face, he should be able to find it from the broken hard disk in his mind.
He can't find it. It's clear that he... Feels that he doesn't have only one side with each other.
"Brother Chu, come back."
Lu Chen came over, hugged Chu Zihang's shoulder, exposed the kind of bad smile that brothers would have, and joked: "why, brother Chu is interested in that beautiful younger martial sister?"
Chu Zihang shook his head. "Brother Lu, don't joke. I don't want to do this now."
Lu Chen looked at Chu Zihang and couldn't suppress his smile. Yesterday afternoon, aunt Su said whether brother Chu would bring her a beautiful schoolgirl home.
Pa Pa Pa——
At this time, Lin Guoqiang came out and clapped his hands. "The question time is over and today's test begins."
Lu Chen and Chu Zihang also walked out of the crowd. That's the main topic today. The college doesn't just let them have a passing chat.
They also need to give some practical honors and encouragement to younger martial brothers and sisters. For example, the best in a series of tests today will be qualified to follow them in domestic action and will be directly counted as the task completion record of S-level war practice class.
This is a top reward and honor for freshmen who have not yet entered school.
In addition, the college will select the three best "freshmen" in the preparatory class to obtain the admission qualification in advance.
Lu Chen took the painted pear clothes and sat down on the chair prepared by the school. There were flat plates on the table in front of them, with the information of each freshman on it.
Including origin, age, height, academic achievements in various subjects, etc. they are here to act as "judges" today.
The students on the playground began to line up. The first test was the 5000 meter long run.
The college always puts physical fitness first in the selection of excellent students, especially after the rise of Lu Chen.
The college needs smart students, but it also needs students who can fight the dragon race.
As the starting gun sounded, 58 students set off on the runway.
"Commissioner Lu, I heard from the headmaster that the Shangshan student around you is also going to enter school this year. Don't you need her to test it?"
Lin Guoqiang came over and asked hesitantly.
Lu Chen smiled and shook his head. "No, it's not fair for the younger martial brothers and sisters. No one can win the final reward."
Just like they are playing world of Warcraft, painted pear clothes are indeed a "mage", but she is also a full-level mage of giant krypton. It is impossible for the little soldiers who have not left the novice village to defeat painted pear clothes in terms of physical fitness.
As for the later fighting items... Painting pear clothes really doesn't have any moves, but with the superior nerve reflex speed after blood evolution, if you can reduce it by ten times at one time, it is estimated that the students who fight with painting pear clothes will be directly beaten away.
"I was abrupt."
Since Lu Chen refused, Lin Guoqiang stopped mentioning it, but he was also surprised. Seeing that the girl has been following Lu Chen very skillfully, she is still a little cautious and timid towards others.
Lu Chen seems to be a strong man who can kill the whole audience.
"Brother Lu, I have preliminarily sorted out the list."
Chu Zihang handed the tablet to Lu Chen. On it were the six students most likely to skip the grade in grade one selected by him.
"Brother Chu has always been very efficient."
Lu Chen smiled. As a result, he looked at the first girl on the tablet and looked strangely at Chu Zihang. The girl named Xia MI was the one who just distracted brother Chu.
Aware of Lu Chen's eyes, Chu Zihang was slightly embarrassed, but still expressionless. He explained: "she is really excellent. All subjects are almost full marks, and the physical class has always been the best."
"She's beautiful."
Painted pear dress opened her mouth and exclaimed that she was also the first time to see such a beautiful girl.
"Look, brother Chu, painted pear clothes are right."
Lu Chen joked and then turned to painted pear clothes, "painted pear clothes are also very beautiful."
The soft lips of painted pear clothes were slightly hooked, and they didn't continue to talk.
Chu Zihang was a little helpless. "Brother Lu, I feel you are beginning to look like brother Caesar."
Last time in Japan, brother Caesar was also the most enthusiastic one. Would anyone who had just fallen in love have a warm heart to help?
"I'll take it as a compliment."
Lu Chen shrugged and looked at the situation on the playground. The two girls attracted his attention.
One is naturally Xia MI, who is placed on the front page by Chu Zihang, and the other is a small blonde girl, who is far ahead, half a lap faster than Xia MI.
He was a little surprised. He didn't pay much attention before. He didn't expect that there were foreign girls here.
"This is an exchange student from the Russian preparatory class. She personally said that the environment here is conducive to her learning Chinese."
Lin Guoqiang explained.
"She runs very fast. What about the results of the 3E exam?"
Lu Chen inquired.
"She transferred here after the 3E exam this year, so there is no test here, but the record from the preparatory class in Russia is A-level, and the prediction is the best one in A-level."
With that, Lin Guoqiang also bent over and rowed the flat plate to adjust the zero data.
Lu Chen roughly glanced at her, which was also close to full marks in the whole subject. It was the best in the close combat class. The instructor's comments were even more eye-catching and straightforward, "I can't beat her."