Heaven Awakening Path

Lupin, they didn't actually spend a few days at Tianzhao College, but in just a few days, warm words and their relationship changed dramatically. At first it was just curiosity, and after seeing the resoluteness and madness of their practice, there was some admiration, and then there was Sifan's desperate emotion to save each other.

However, Wen Yan was also slightly injured by Luo's stop. After being taken back by his mentor Shenhe, he closed the door for several days to raise him, which improved a lot. Later this morning from Shenhe many good injuries, came to Luping in the shouts of Shenhe River.

The medicine, of course, was intended for Sivan, but after rushing to the library, there were no traces of four people in the open woods on one side, and the fragrance that permanently floated here could not be smelled.

“Lu Ping? ”

“Silvan? ”

Teacher Chu Min? ”

Sweet words shouted, looking around, from the first floor of the library, all the way to the top floor, and then from the top floor, to the top floor. Go back to Chumin's room, go back to the open woods outside that window, and still no sign of a few people.

“They're gone!” Suddenly someone spoke and turned back and saw Qiaocheng and Qiaoqiao Brothers come to this room, looking at the mess of things in this room, both eyebrows fatally twisted together.

“Gone? Where?” Wen Yan asked.

“I don't know, left anyway.” As Qiaocheng spoke, he picked up a book on his feet, flipped it over and looked around, but found that there was no place to put it temporarily.

“What a mess...” the bridge muttered.

“Why did you leave?” Wen Yan kept the door shut for days and had no idea what had happened.

“Don't you know?” Qiaocheng was quite surprised, not only by Tianzhao College, but also by the bipolar college across the street. In the last few days of fighting with Bipolar College, Tianzhao College has added an eyebrow-emitting line: dare you hit the hospital board?

No. Bipolar Academy, of course, but now the Sky Photo Academy. Though the students who did it weren't actually from Tianzhao College and Chu Min had already left, who would explain this? They fought in broad daylight and the poles didn't dare to fight. Isn't this going to beat the Bipolar Academy hard?

But this kind of distortion seems a little dangerous in the college, and the students are a little more and less aware of it. If you really want to start this kind of climbing, that image is so miserable that you can't see it. Therefore, the courtyard, which had always been less involved in “street friendship", intervened and resolutely called for the climb to stop. But to be kind, she had just heard these things, and she was not at all proud of the climb, but rather surprised and worried about Luping.

“They beat up the inmates?” A fourth-grader who is approaching graduation is well aware of the weight that the college supervisor has for the college. I can't imagine anyone hitting the hospital board right now.

“So they left.” Qiaocheng said.

The reason for leaving is not hard to imagine. Only the most naive and simple students will take Chu Min, whom the Dean has officially described in official settings, as being expelled from the college for using beheading.

Wen Yan was certainly not so naive, and she immediately realized that Chu Min had left to protect the college and not to be implicated for the sake of others.

“What happened then?” Wen Yan asked.

“Later? The board of directors has been here twice. Both Liu Yangwen and Zong Zhenghao have come in person! But the dean bites that he has evicted people and has nothing to do with Tianzhao College.” Qiaocheng said.

“That simple?” Some of the warm words are unbelievable. Liu Yangwen and Zongzhenghao are famous for her long time. She is the two chief inspectors of the Zhiling District Hospital Supervisory Board. She is famous for her strong name throughout Zhiling District. The rumors are powerful, but the specifics are unknown. Few of these things in the college require the two chief inspectors to personally ask, and it can be seen how much attention the board attaches this time. In a situation like this, the President's words do not seem to obliterate the past so easily.

“Drive away? Using decapitation practice, beating up the Superintendent of Hospital Surveillance, just kicking it out? Why didn't you take them down?” Bridge Shadow suddenly spoke loudly.

“Oh, I can't fight!” Qiaocheng replied with a smile. Wen Yan immediately realized that this guy was imitating the dean's cloud flush. Although not very similar, he was also flexible enough to be recognized immediately.

“Can't fight? Even a mentor and four students can't handle Tianzhao College?” The bridge shadow drinks again.

“Not a general mentor, but a chief academician!” Qiaocheng also went on to perform. The Chief Academician status, which would have raised the issue, was used as an excuse by the clouds. However, after the performance, Qiaosheng obviously hesitated for a moment, but Qiaosheng quickly took over his brother's play, and imitated the sound of cloud flushing: “Isn't that right, Dean Xia? ”

On this issue, the clouds did not hesitate to tie up Chappie Jane to talk together. Chabert Jane was really reluctant to let Chu Min leave like this, but at the time there was no way to do it because of fear. This sentiment is much more real than cloud flushing.

However, this involves his mentor, Qiaocheng did not continue to perform, and there is some embarrassment in the Kamikaze. The disgraceful role played by Cherbourg Jane in this matter is now rumored. This behavior is, of course, very unseemly. As for Chu Min, although it caused a lot of trouble, it was all dark in everyone's mind, otherwise why not move it into competition with the door as a glorious performance.

“Probably just like that, there is no way for the Institutional Supervisory Board to do this.” Qiaocheng said.

“Oh, the Dean... do you really not know where they went?” Wen Yan asked.

“I didn't know that.” Qiaocheng shook his head.

“I'll ask.” Wen Yan is leaving soon.

“Eh...” Qiaocheng suddenly called her again.

“Well, how many of them, I hear, are going to participate in the august convention?” Qiaocheng asked.

“Yes.” Nodded warmly.

“Then we'll meet again, won't we?” Qiaocheng said. Fourth-graders at Tianzhao College, who are better at attending the Pointe Games, see this as a more important exam than the college graduation exam. Wen Yan, Qiaocheng, are quite prominent in the fourth grade, and are also academicians, they will definitely be recommended to participate in the Pointe Convention.

“Yes, you will.” I nodded warmly, very definitely. She's just convinced that there's definitely nothing to stop those guys from deciding what to do. Even if Sifan still needs to be in a wheelchair, even if Sultan and Maureen were still in a state of decapitation. But they will also be present and will definitely participate in the games.

“Perhaps it would be better if they did not take part…" Bridgestone said suddenly somewhat vaguely.

“What do you mean?” Wen said stunned.

“Uh... nothing.” Qiaocheng shook his head and began to shadow the bridge: “Pack up quickly. ”

“What are you trying to say?” Wen Yan dissatisfied with Qiaocheng's swallowing.

After hesitating for a long time, Qiaocheng finally said to Wen: "My mentor… did not intend to let them go like this. ”

“Huh, Chappie Jane?” Wen Yan has now lost all respect for Chabot Jane, and there is no obstacle to calling her names straight.

Such a tone of breath, for the doorman of Chabert Jane, was very harsh, but the current bridges were sincere, but only revealed a hesitation.

“What does he want to do?” Wen said nothing, but was still digging further into the news.

“I don't know either.” Qiaocheng shook his head.

“Well...” he nodded warmly, "I'll go then. ”

“Mmm…”

Taking a few steps, he suddenly turns back: “Why are you telling me this and you're worried about them? ”

Qiaocheng hesitated.

“I'm not worried.” Smiling warmly, "I was still looking forward to seeing them again, when your mentor would be beaten to pieces if he messed up. ”

Qiaocheng looked reluctantly, of course he could not laugh, and in the warm words ridiculed his mentor, who was once very respectful and regarded as a mentor like God. But in this incident, Chabotjan's actions have put a big question mark in his heart.

Wen Yan left, Qiao Cheng and Qiao Shadow continued to clean up this messy room. On the top of the tree outside the window, a figure quietly retreated. In broad daylight, his figure was hidden in the woods, completely unexposed. His figure, which looks exactly like a leaf that he's good at, seems to be a little worse than a shadow, and he doesn't have the feeling that a leaf drifts with the wind when the shadow is used.

Soon, however, he also moved to the woods without anyone noticing, even though he jumped directly over the faculty wall of Tianzhao College and fell outside the college to the streets where few people would pass even during the daytime.

Pu!

The moment of landing, not only the sound, but also the dust, is unlikely to happen when the shadow falls. But anyone who sees this person in front of them will understand very well how a leaf falls.

Because he's too fat.

Fat arms, fat legs, full stomach, round face, how can it look more than 200 kg. Such a figure and weight, to apply a leaf to this weight-management intelligence, is obviously quite different from how difficult it is for the Shadow to control his hundred kilograms of body.

This is how the variation system's ability is, the exact same ability, and the difficulty of control becomes completely different when faced with different goals.

More than 200 kilograms of fat people can control a leaf to this extent. From this perspective, the fat man's level of falling on one leaf is actually above the sanitary shadow. It's just that he's going to use it to control his weight, and this goal is too difficult.

The fat man who landed took a sigh of relief and then walked out along the street and quickly saw Weiming at the breakfast stall on the street. Neither of them made a secret connection, Fatty waved when he saw Wei Ming, then naturally sat at his table and waved to the booth owner: "Give me a bowl of noodles. ”

“Harvested?” Wei Ming asked.

“Nothing new, nobody knows their whereabouts, but just heard that Cherbourg Jane of the Institute seems to be planning on dealing with them as well.” Fatty said.

“How many people have they offended in the last few days?” Wei Ming said.

“Oh, in that case, it's like the style of our Lord's House.” Fatty laughed.

“What?”

“It's efficient!” Fatty said that his salvage had come up and immediately buried his head for a big bite of noodles.

“In that case, it does not seem to take too much effort, just wait for the General Assembly to see for themselves. What do you think, Weiwei?” Wei Ming, known as the number one think tank in the city owner's office, asks others for their opinions, which is rare.

“Noodles.” Fatty Weiwei answered him.

I thought about it. Haven't I ever written about fat people? To celebrate this breakthrough, Fat Paper, vote!