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"I'm on duty today," Chu Zihang nodded and answered Liu Miaomiao.

In fact, Chu Zihang knew Liu Miaomiao, just thinking about why Liu Miaomiao, whose family is completely opposite, wants to go with him.

"Stop talking and help me carry the bucket!"

The long dark hair was blown by the cold wind, and a hand stretched out from the classroom to pinch Chu Zihang's paralyzed face.

"Yeah." Chu Zihang nodded.

"Learn...learn...senior!" The pretty face that was just a little red turned into a cooked lobster, and Liu Miaomiao straightened as he looked at the person standing behind Chu Zihang.

"You are Liu Miaomiao, the piano you play is very good, although I really want to talk to you," the young man raised his fingers and pointed to the driver who was standing in the rain with a large dark umbrella. "Let's go home quickly. "

"Yeah." Liu Miaomiao nodded red.

"Hey! Liu Miaomiao Liu Miaomiao! Pick me up by the way!" A junior boy shouted at Liu Miaomiao under the eaves.

"Lu Mingfei, we didn't follow the road." Liu Miaomiao shook her hair and got into the car without turning back.

Chu Zihang, who saw this scene in his eyes, suddenly thought that he might be able to take him all the way, as long as he finished wiping the blackboard, but before he opened his mouth, Lu Mingfei shrank his clothes and rushed into the torrential rain. It quickly disappeared from Chu Zihang's vision.

"A typhoon is coming," the young man standing behind Chu Zihang mumbled, seemingly unintentionally, and at this moment a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and with the thunder of thunder, the rain became even worse.

"Well, do you want to go together? I called...Well, the driver," Chu Zihang extended an invitation to the youth behind him as usual, but the sharp-eyed youth noticed a rare unnatural trace on Chu Zihang's face. Shook his head.

"Forget it, I don't like being a light bulb."

"Actually..." Chu Zihang was a little entangled. He had known that he would not call that person on a whim.

"It's okay, I really like walking in the rain," the young man said with ease.

Chu Zihang glanced at the heavy rain outside. It was not a soft drizzle, but it could also show a beautiful young man with long hair walking in the rain, not to mention that no one was in the mood to be outside with such a heavy rain. Staying, and the big raindrops hitting the face is a bit uncomfortable.

"Don't think about it, hurry up and help carry the bucket," the young man patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder, took the mop at hand and walked to the blackboard.

"Ok."

"Didn't the teacher say that you don't want to wipe the blackboard with the mop?" Chu Zihang looked at the young man with a black line, holding the mop and making gestures at the blackboard.

"Ah? It's okay," the young man waved his hand nonchalantly, "according to this rhythm, these two days have been properly vacationed. Even if there is a problem, it can be evaded to the point of dust accumulation."

Seeing that the young man had no intention of putting down the mop in his hand, Chu Zihang didn't say anything. He picked up the bucket at his feet and slowly walked towards the blackboard. There was still a period of time before the man came, so he would wipe it a few times.

However, Chu Zihang still underestimated the young man's ethics. After the first time, the young man refused to do it again, and he was not allowed to do it again.

"Do you think I am the kind of person who likes to shirk responsibility to others!"

Chu Zihang rolled his eyes, then you are responsible to the end!

Then the young man fell asleep on his desk, and Chu Zihang glanced at his hands and estimated the speed of the man drag racing, then sat next to the young man and took out today's homework.

When Chu Zihang finished the final stroke of the homework, a bright beam of light shone in from outside the window. Chu Zihang exhaled. At this time, only that person came, pushing the sleeping youth beside him, watching Chu Zihang sighed with the sleepy expression of the youth.

"Get up quickly."

"Yeah!" The young man stretched his waist and waved his hand, "You go first."

"Ok."

"By the way, leave the homework."

"..."

Chu Zihang rolled his eyes, but was still very skillful in putting various subjects into the young man's schoolbag, then picked up the schoolbag and lowered his head towards the middle-aged man who had appeared at the door with a smile like a flower.

But Chu Zihang didn’t notice. The moment he got up and turned his back to the young man, the young man stretched out three fingers and shook it towards the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man’s face stiffened and showed an expression of heartache. Zihang turned into a smile the moment he raised his head.

As a condition not to disturb their father and son's time, the middle-aged people lost three pig intestines.

Looking at the Maybach who disappeared in his eyes, the young man slowly stood up, put his schoolbag on his shoulders, closed the door, locked and left the classroom, and then stepped directly into the rain.

However, the youth was not drenched by the roaring heavy rain. All the raindrops leaned towards him as soon as they leaned in, as if the youth was covered with an invisible protective cover. If it were normal, it would definitely cause a big wave. People's attention, it's a pity that no one is outside now, only young people are walking in their eyes.

As time went by, the heavy rain became more violent, and the wandering youth suddenly stopped, their lazy eyes became extremely cold for a while, the gears of time seemed to stop working, and the big raindrops were clearly visible in the youth’s eyes. .

The young man slowly raised his hand and held it in the void. The golden arc leaped in the rain and finally gathered in the young man's hand. A spear like a dead wood appeared beside the young man.

In this world where time has stopped, the eyes of the youth are no longer dark pupils but a pair of golden crosses, and the world in the eyes of the youth has changed again.

The crystal clear raindrops in the sky showed a picture like a TV, and a middle-aged man rushed towards a god-like existence with a long knife in his hand.

The young man expressionlessly raised his hand and grabbed the floating spear, and the jumping golden arc carved golden lines on the spear like dead wood.

"Gungnir (Gungnir)"

The young man raised his foot and stepped forward and pulled the hand holding the spear back. The golden pattern burst out with dazzling electric light to completely envelop the spear.

"Through my enemy."

A golden light pierced through the rain curtain, and the moment a drop of raindrops wiped the light, a golden arc burst out of the light and jumped between the raindrops, opening the dense rain curtain into a "skyline". And the light kept advancing and finally pierced the center of a drop of raindrop and then disappeared into the world, leaving only a straight straight line and an electric arc remaining in the rain.

The young man slowly retracted his throwing movement, and the golden cross pupils coldly stared at the god-like existence in the raindrops. At this time, he was no longer a majestic and arrogant middle-aged man. There was a big bloody hole in his chest from time to time. There was also a golden lightning.

The light in the youth's eyes slowly faded, the gears of time moved once again, the straight lines in the sky were instantly covered, and the heavy rain fell again.

The young man smiled and continued to walk forward. He was not worried about the safety of the middle-aged man. There was no creature here that could survive the blow, and he also saw the middle-aged man lift the knife in his hand and leaped towards the god.

"boom--"

A huge lightning flashed by, and the sky seemed to be cut open, followed by the thunder that seemed to shatter the world. The young man's smile slowly receded, and the rain instantly drenched him.

The young man slowly blocked the back of his right hand in front of him, and the liquid in the corner of his eye could no longer distinguish whether it was rain or something. The only thing that can be confirmed is...

"pig intestine……"

"I can't eat anymore..."

The result is still the same...

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Chapter One Is the Lionheart President a Problem Child?

Kassel Academy-Lionheart Club.