Chapter 101 Afternoon Tea (33, Added for [Gone Angel], Asking for Monthly Tickets and Recommendation Tickets)

The sonorous march resounded throughout the campus.

The campus broadcasting system, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to have just woken up from a nap.

Doctors and nurses rushed out, carrying suitcases with school badges, stepped into the battlefield full of corpses, and gave injections to those people one by one.

At the same time, they bandaged those who were accidentally injured and recorded their student numbers.

However, the first thing these people did after waking up was to whisper to each other, wanting to know the outcome of "Freedom Day".

"Hey, bro, how did you fall?"

"Ahem, ah, I can't remember exactly what happened, it just ended in a blink of an eye... Damn, I can't make it up anymore, what the hell is S-level? I suspect he opened it, but I have no evidence."

"Hahaha! What's that on your face?"

"You, why is there a turtle on your face too?"

"Wait a minute, this thing can't be wiped off?!"

"Where's the president? Who won?"

I saw that Bass, Caesar and Chu Zihang were all lying dead in the parking lot, you rested your head on my arm, I rested my head on your thigh, it looked so intimate.

Looking at the three people stacked together, everyone's expression was a little confused.

"Who did this?" someone asked in confusion.

"Shut up! What are you arguing about? Write down your student ID number!"

Manstein's face flushed as he hurried over from a distance, jumping up and down angrily and shouting, "Students nowadays don't put their studies first when they enter school, but participate in such boring games!"

After seeing the tattered lawn and the bullet-riddled walls, he covered his heart with great distress, and his blood pressure went up.

Bermuda grass, a hybrid grass species developed in 1965, is cold-resistant and drought-resistant, and evergreen all year round. The principal transplanted the lawn at a high price!

As a result, it has been trampled like a farmland waiting to be cultivated!

Preliminary calculations show that the maintenance cost is about 240,000 US dollars, not including the cost of re-laying the lawn.

"These are all money, all money! I'm so angry!" Manstein stared around and growled, "Where is Jiang Shouyun, Jiang Shouyun!!"

"Ahem, Professor Manstein, I'm here." Jiang Shouyun sat on the steps of the library and raised his hand weakly.

"You... almost forgot that you are also one of those lawless kids." Manstein looked at his combat uniform, reacted immediately, and glared at him fiercely.

The latter could only blink his eyes and put on an innocent look.

"Go, go, call Caesar and Bass for me!" Manstein took a deep breath and felt a little dizzy in his brain. "You violated the special school rules of 'Free Day'. I'm going to report to the principal. You're all done!"

"The three special school rules are that the alchemical equipment in the 'ice cellar' must not be used, no casualties must be caused, and no strangers outside the school must be brought to visit," a cold and hard voice came from the side.

"Ahem, we were injured because we accidentally fell down. Everyone falls down, right?" another person said awkwardly.

The two people who spoke were Caesar and Chu Zihang who had just woken up.

The two who had just fought to the death were now supporting each other.

Bass was wrapped in bandages, following behind them, scratching his head with a depressed look.

But they were all in the same state of embarrassment, with a turtle painted on their faces, coupled with their pretending to be calm, they looked extremely funny and ridiculous.

"Puff, ahem!" Manstein, who had a stern face, almost couldn't help laughing, blushing and glancing at Jiang Shouyun with anger and amusement.

"Good! You are brave enough! Wait for me to report to the principal!" Manstein glared at the three people fiercely, took out his mobile phone from his arms and was about to call.

Everyone fell silent, and all eyes were focused on Manstein's mobile phone.

Jiang Shouyun saw the respect and admiration that could not help but overflow on their faces. It seemed that the principal's position in the students' minds was obviously extraordinary.

"Humph!" Manstein looked like he was in power, but a gentle voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Manstein, no need to fight, I've seen it."

Manstein's face suddenly became serious, and he turned his head and said respectfully: "Principal."

Principal?

Jiang Shouyun also looked over curiously.

I saw an old man with silver-white hair next to a silver-white Maserati with his left hand in his pocket.

His straight black suit supported his tall figure, and a monocle full of academic atmosphere hung on his right eye. The gullies carved by the years on his face seemed to be planted with nameless tombstones.

Jiang Shouyun had heard the name "Angers" from many people.

But this was the first time he saw this old man, and he subconsciously thought of his age.

About 130 years old?

He still looks like a strong and sturdy old man with mature masculine charm.

At this moment, a gentle laugh came, bringing Jiang Shouyun back to his senses.

"Children, look at me, eggplant!"

Angers held the camera in one hand, pointed it at the group of students with turtles painted on them, and showed a kind smile from the heart.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then their faces changed drastically, and they quickly covered their faces.

But it was too late.

Click!

"Principal Angers, you are still so coquettish." Caesar twitched his mouth, put down his hand covering his face, and couldn't help complaining.

"I didn't expect that I would have to trouble the principal to come in person."

Manstein's expression was still a little angry as he said: "On this year's 'Freedom Day', students violated the special school rules. Not only did they use Frigga bullets to treat the campus as a battlefield, but they also damaged many buildings. The situation was very bad! "

"Especially Fulvio Paz, president of the Lionheart Club, and Caesar Gattuso, president of the Student Union, they have no regard for the Discipline Committee."

After that, he glanced at Jiang Shouyun, who looked like a good baby, and felt helpless for a while, but in the end he sighed and said nothing.

Looking at Principal Ange's appearance, he probably doesn't want to care about it.

"Hahaha, such an interesting thing, even I am interested in it."

Sure enough, Hilbert Jean Angers waved his hand and said with a hearty smile: "Besides, there are so many talented children coming this year, as well as our The One, of course I have to come and take a look."

"Bass will be a senior this year. He must leave some unforgettable memories. As for Caesar..." Angers said with a smile, "He has always been like this. Manstein, you should get used to it."

Then, he looked at Chu Zihang again, his eyes full of complex appreciation: "Chu Zihang is also a very good child. I can see the lion-like energy in your eyes."

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, his heart was filled with excitement, and he bowed respectfully to the old man.

Under Jiang Shouyun's eyes, Caesar stood up and said sternly: "Don't worry, I will re-pave your beloved Bermuda lawn."

"Forget it, I was just joking, come up with this money from the school board fund. After all, the 'Freedom Day' on the annual school anniversary was won from us by the students with their hard work. We old guys will not go back on our word. ”

Angers waved his hand, looked at the group of students with burning eyes, and smiled kindly: "Children, did you have fun today?"

"Happy!" Everyone looked at each other and raised their arms in cheers.

Others put their arms around each other's shoulders and made playful faces at Manstein.

"As long as you're happy, I'm happy too." Angers shook his camera and smiled, "But my dear children, after enjoying this festival, you still have to work hard on your studies."

After that, he patted Manstein's shoulder gently, looked at Jiang Shouyun with his silver-grey eyes, and chuckled: "Nice to meet you, Shouyun, are you interested in going to my office for a cup of afternoon tea? ?”

As soon as these words came out, the heated atmosphere around him cooled down. Everyone focused on Jiang Shouyun with envy and jealousy, but their eyes were more filled with appreciation and admiration.

At Kassel College, being personally invited by the principal to have afternoon tea is considered an honor in their eyes.

Jiang Shouyun's ability has undoubtedly been recognized and admired by everyone present.

The monthly ticket has reached 2,000, and I still owe 3 chapters. Everyone, please work hard. If the monthly ticket reaches 2,500, Gouzi will update two more chapters. Although Gouzi’s update speed is very slow, he will definitely pay it back little by little. I will continue to finish it today. It's three o'clock in the morning.