After the "dead people" took off their masks one by one, they were all young people aged 18 or 19.

Jiang Xun skipped the men, and they were all big pig's trotters. According to Finger, the chef of Kassel College was a German, and he liked to stew pig's trotters with pickled cabbage. He cooked them every day and every meal. He had to eat them in four years of college.

Although he may not necessarily go to the cafeteria, Jiang Xun is also very difficult to like something that Finger, who is not afraid of meat and vegetables.

If you don’t look at pig’s trotters, it’s better to look at beautiful girls. Girls are all made of water.

Jiang Xun's eyes lit up, and he was surprised. None of the senior sisters were the counter-attacks. They were either rich or graceful, and their faces were all charming. Not to mention ugly girls, there was not even a girl with a passerby face. They were all wandering girls.

Dragon blood can strengthen human genes. Generally, the higher the bloodline, the better it looks.

Kassel Academy is like Tsinghua and Peking University in a mixed-race world. Those BCDE-level classes sound not good, but outside, they are all elites in a mixed-race world.

The special combat uniforms made by Free One Day are tight, outlining the proud figures of the seniors. Looking at the beautiful faces of these female elites, Jiang Xun was full of yearning for his four years in college, and couldn't help but want to recite a poem:

The senior sister with cloudy hair and flowers shook her eyes and spent the spring night in Norton Pavilion.

Spring night is short and the day is high, and the king will never attend classes from now on.

Jiang Xun hung up the harmless smile of humans and animals. The newbies wanted to have an in-depth exchange with the seniors to discuss the "daily" life of Kassel College, but the seniors avoided him like snakes and scorpions.

Just now, in the blue smoke, someone was knocked down and shouted at the top of his lungs that a third party had intervened in the battlefield. After a brief exchange and analysis, the seniors came to the conclusion that there was only one attacker.

There were two freshmen wearing school uniforms present, one with a look of disgrace and the other with a tall and strong young man with a sword.

Although this young man looks honest and honest, the experienced seniors are not fools.

This guy is the attacker!

People worship the strong, but if one person fights two elite clubs, this is no longer in the category of the strong, but a monster.

Of course, it is not that the senior sister is interested in Jiang Xun, but the bosses of the two clubs did not speak, and the others did not dare to get close to Jiang Xun rashly.

Jiang Xun finally hooked up with a Ukrainian senior who was willing to communicate with him, and was about to ask his senior to take him to Norton Hall for a trip.

Finally, the college determined that he and Lu Mingfei had won the victory of Freedom Day as a third party, and he and Lu Mingfei shared the right to use the Norton Pavilion.

But Lu Mingfei is a poor man. Although Jiang Xun is not a big tycoon like Caesar, he still has no problem paying rent, water and electricity. He has the final say in the Norton Pavilion!

The Ukrainian senior sister is Zorina. This name means a transparent star in Ukrainian language.

Senior Zorina has short green hair dyed, delicate facial features, and a cool temperament that looks very much like the Polaris Miss in the American drama "Talented".

However, unlike the cold Polaris, the senior sister has a very soft temperament. After the younger brother's soft temper, she promised to take him to Norton House for a walk.

Jiang Xun nodded quickly: "Okay, okay."

He was preparing to stroll around this beautiful campus with senior Zorina from Ukraine when some annoying guy came to him again.

Jiang Xun took the phone from Professor Manstein and said carelessly: "Hey, handsome old guy."

The students' eyes were full of surprise. Are you talking to the principal like this?

"Hahaha, I like the title of old handsome guy," Anger's cheerful voice came from his mobile phone, "Jiang Xun, the only Z-level student in the history of Cassel College, you overturned the Lionheart and the Student Union on the first day of school. It's very beautiful. Have you finished your class? Have you chosen my "Introduction to the Dragon Family Genealogy"?"

Caesar was silent, and the noble son began to doubt his life, and the heir of the Gattuso family actually lost to a Z-level.

"I chose it, but I am not going to choose the course "Introduction to the Dragon Family Genealogy". I am not interested in digging out the erotic history of the Dragon King." Jiang Xun said.

Jiang Xun's unruly playing tricks made Angre a little confused. He slowed down for a while and continued: "We don't study the erotic history of the Dragon King, we are studying the serious history of dragons."

"Then I'm even less interested." Jiang Xun said very directly.

"Okay, I still want to ask if I'm alone, is Lu Mingfei, a freshman at S level?" The principal was choked by Jiang Xun and changed the subject abruptly.

Everyone was stunned, and the surroundings became quiet. Jiang Xun walked to Lu Mingfei and handed him the phone.

"Lu Mingfei, a freshman at S level, did you choose my "Introduction to the Dragon Family Genealogy"?" The principal's voice was a little nervous, and his mentality was a little weak. If Lu Mingfei said something like Jiang Xun, I didn't say anything, Angers would feel that his education construction would be too shameful.

Fortunately, the little sheep Lu Mingfei is quite obedient.

"I chose...I remember...I chose." Lu Mingfei said timidly.

"I'm glad to hear your voice. The two shots you shot in the end that you won the final victory of Caesar and Chu Zihang are very beautiful. I look forward to meeting you in class. They are better than your ex's S-level student!" The principal praised loudly.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and didn't understand how to do it more beautifully. How could he compare with the senior who committed suicide by swallowing a gun because of a philosophical problem?

Suicide of the Navigation Cannon?

He suddenly felt the temperature around him dropping. After a while, everyone around him focused on him, and there was a cold hostility.

Especially Caesar, who had already taken back his equipment. He held the handle of the desert eagle decorated with ivory and forced the urge to use this modified desert eagle to explode the new head with the cold gun.

Lu Mingfei was like a sheep who accidentally broke into the dragon's nest, trembling under his cold golden eyes.

Jiang Xun was watching the joke. He had no intention of relieving Lu Mingfei. This guy wanted to use a gun to hit him just now, so he should teach him some lesson.

The principal's voice rang again: "Our ace freshman Jiang Xun, Professor Mans Longdstedt asked me to bring you a message. If you have enough fun, you will be ready to return to the team."

It's a big deal to have fun, it's not started yet.

"But Principal, I haven't finished the 3e exam yet." Jiang Xun tried to procrastinate for another night. He loved studying and wanted to leave after the exam.

"You are exempted from the exam." The principal said domineeringly.

"Principal, you open the back door in a blatant way, will make people misunderstand that I am a disgusting and evil family."

"The 3e exam is mainly used to screen students who are not sensitive to Longwen. These unqualified students will be demoted after 3e, and you have already hit the bottom!"

The principal's voice revealed a little smugness. After being choked by this thorn for so many times, he finally made this guy feel uncomfortable.

"I understand," Jiang Xun looked at Zorina, who looked very much like the North Star, with regret.
Chapter completed!