Chapter 135

PS: I'm sorry to delete the post, I'm sorry ~ because seeing this kind of problem makes us more and more contradictory I just cut off the source of the topic. It's not that you said it badly I also think that a million yuan is a little distorted, but I'm sorry for the plot

PS1: Well Try to describe the new face of Camelot from a small angle. In addition, this volume is mainly about the development of the British Isles. Buffon pulled his backpack nervously, which he had done several times in ten minutes. His eyes could not help turning to his father, whose big palm full of calluses was also nervous and unstoppable The mud and calluses are rubbed off. My father wore a straw hat of turbula on his head, but he made it up by himself. When Buffon thought about it, he complained about him. Why did he come here all the way? Their farm is near Wangcheng, so it's bad to be a good knight.

, but reality is cruel after all. No matter how Buffon can resist the orders of dad, he can only compromise.

In fact, it's good here Buffon turned his head and looked to the left and right. There were many lovely girls, most of them from hongyeling, with a fresh and vigorous breath. Both braids and clothes were very beautiful. With that face, it seemed that there was no coincidence

Buffon thought that he was not so nervous.

All of a sudden, there was a noise in the crowd, and then the adults all fell on their knees, while the girls gave out a thrilling scream, which made Buffon think of the female civet in the forest behind the farm.

"What's the matter? What happened? " Buffon was flustered and slapped heavily on the head.

"Fool, get down on your knees. It's the sage!" Dad's thick voice came.

A dizzy feeling hovered over his head, and Buffon quickly fell on the ground.

At this time, he found that the people nearby had already knelt on the ground. Some of them were half kneeling, which was the goal of Buffon's future struggle. While some people bowed and saluted. They were either knights or nobles, which Buffon could not expect.

The crowd scattered to make way for the road. The sound of the horse's hooves on the stone slowly came. Buffon could not help but looked up with curiosity.

The first thing to see is a pair of cold and merciless silver pupils.

The beautiful woman with short hair had a breath of no entry. When she saw that the owner of her eyes was a boy, she moved her eyes and looked at the silver and cold eyes in the crowd, as if to choose someone to eat.

Shivering at her eyes, Buffon quickly lowered his head, but with a fluke heart, Buffon raised his head again. This time he found the person he wanted to see.

It is as warm as the sun's eyes, green amber pupil with endless tenderness, long silver hair with the reflection of the sun, as if flashing silver, the whole person wearing a white robe holding a brass cane, but it is a good selling appearance.

Riding on a tall horse with white horns, he seemed to notice Buffon's eyes. He lowered his head and raised his hand to smile at him. Buffon's mind was full of fear. He just gave a silly smile and the sage had already rode by. Before he recovered, he was slapped on the head by his father. He could hear his voice subdued and roaring“ Fool, lower your head for me. Can you see the sage... "

Buffon was quite unconvinced because he was beaten. Although he envied the sage's unique style, both of them were human beings. If he would fight against the enemy in the future, why could he not be a knight of the round table, the grand duke?

It's just that Dad messed up all this.

Think of their future will be sitting in front of the desk, envious to see that group of knights triumphant return, Buffon the whole person will collapse.

Muddleheaded by the father to the registration office, the first sentence that came back to God was the embarrassed voice of Dad: "what? Are they five silver coins? This This... " Five silver coins! The two of them had brought ten silver coins before they came here, but after the journey and without calculating the travel expenses, their travel expenses are no longer enough than five silver coins.

My father felt his whole body with sweat, but he never found the money to make up a silver coin.

In the heart is angry, Buffon wants to shout out: is not a silver coin! I will make more in the future! I don't want to go to school here

But a female voice cut off the voice he wanted to shout: "rules can't be broken, but you can compromise. What's your name, please? "

"I, I'm John_ Shrek. " Dad seems to have found a life-saving straw general said.

The registered woman with the back of her head like a horse's tail turned over the book beside her. It was made of a stack of white paper, on which some things were recorded.

"Mr. John, you have taxed six thousand kilograms of grain for Camelot in twenty years! Believe me, twenty years Your contribution has reached 6420 points. If you want, you can contribute 30 points to make your children tuition free in the next six years. " John opened his mouth happily and was about to speak, but the woman said again, "it's just that your children's tuition and fees will become a financial burden to your family. So my suggestion is that you should pay 100 points directly to make your children free of tuition and tuition fees in the next six years. We will do everything for your children.""Good, good." There is such a good thing in the world. How could John's father disagree? He nodded with joy and excitement on his face, and then clearly pressed his own handprint on the paper handed over by the woman.

For the first time in his life, 10-year-old Buffon had a clear understanding of something: something named contribution point is a good thing!

Then Buffon was led in by a young brother with a childish face, who seemed to be a few years older than himself.

This little brother has fluffy mouth, a pair of eyes rubbed bright, holding his hand with a cold touch, no sweat, cold but comfortable.

The younger brother, who looked a few years older than himself, wore a relaxed smile on his face, which made Buffon a little more daring. He asked a little, but the other side explained to him in detail. They walked slowly towards the campus.

Keller's office, which is the headmaster's room.

Keller rubbed his sour eyes, which had been working for twelve hours, and asked the people around him, "what's the situation now?"

"In just three hours, 800 people have entered the school The number is still growing. " After wiping off his cold sweat, yagens did not expect that ordinary civilians would have such enthusiasm. Keller seemed to have foreseen this situation for a long time. If the poor were given a chance, they would seize the opportunity and bite it. What he gave them was just the avenue of stars. No wonder the civilians were crazy.

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