Shi Guang was a little confused and looked up at Li Zi beside him, as if he didn't understand her words very much.

"Fate is originally my own."

"Why are you asking someone to protect my life?"

"Even if you really die, you can only blame yourself..."

"This is normal."

Time did not deliberately lower its voice.

Listening to the words of time, everyone was stunned. Although the brain circuit was quite clear,...

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be very reasonable.

Can you still blame Mo Academy if you are about to die?

They are all voluntarily.

But if you look carefully, it doesn't seem right.

Just when they were still trying to clarify the logical relationship here, Qi Tian sneered and finally finished reading the agreement in his hand.

"Ha, it's just life and death."

"It's better to be a serving people than to hesitate about such small things!"

His words were full of arrogance, second-middle school, and passionate blood.

I picked up the pen and wrote down my name casually on it. I felt that it was not enough to prove my wishes. I bit my index finger and was stained with blood, so I pressed it down.

Press the handprints directly!

By the way, he also looked at Yuan Zhong provocatively.

Yuan Zhong, wearing a pink wig, looked a little melancholy, and his eyes looked at Qi Tian as if he was looking at a fool.

In the end, he bit his finger.

Press.

"Ha, learn from me, there is no innovation at all."

Qi Tian mocked.

After saying that, he bit his thumb and pressed another fingerprint on it.

Suddenly, Qi Tian looked at Yuan Zhong even more disdainful.

Yuan Zhong was silent for about ten seconds.

First, he changed into his purple wig again, and his whole body exuded an indifferent and domineering aura, but he looked at Qi Tian lightly, as if he looked down on all living beings.

Immediately afterwards...

He pulled out a dagger from his waist and cut his palm open.

Let the blood drip.

Then...

The whole palm was pressed down!

The bleeding level even penetrated the a4 paper of the entire protocol.

Yuan Zhong gently shook the blood beads on the dagger, put them away, and looked at Qi Tian again.

"Oh..."

"Surprise."

Qi Tian sneered and withdrew his gaze.

Yuan Zhong stood stiffly, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

I never thought that Qi Tian would have such a reaction.

At this time, the blood was dripping along his fingers, and it looked a little miserable.

"Actually...there are inks."

It was not until after everything was over that Su Mo turned around silently, took out a box of ink paste, put it on the stone table, and said quietly.

For a moment, Yuan Zhong looked even more lonely.

Finally, he changed into a gray wig and hugged in the corner, silent and lonely.

At this time, Li Zi and Shen Feng finally wrote down their names in the agreement and handed them over to Su Mo.

Su Mo nodded with satisfaction at the agreements, and finally slowly spoke: "Well, yes, from now on, except Yuan Zhong, you have officially become the freshmen of our Mo Academy."

"Mo Academy, welcome you."

In the corner, Yuan Zhong raised his head in a daze and looked at Su Mo with confusion in his eyes.

The whole person looks a little depressed.

"There are too much blood, and the words are gone."

"I can't see anything."

Su Mo picked up Yuan Zhong's agreement. At this time, the whole sheet of A4 paper was invisible except for red and blood.

"puff."

"It's indeed a bad pen."

Qi Tian couldn't help it, and laughed and pounded the table.

Yuan Zhong lowered his head silently.

Until Su Mo took another new agreement, Yuan Zhong carefully wrote down his name, and no matter how much Qi Tian provoked this time, he would turn a blind eye.

Su Mo closed the agreement.

Looking at Qi Tian, ​​who was second in the middle school, Yuan Zhong was a little moved for a moment.

"Two sinister seniors..."

"I really doubt that you have been cheating on grandchildren since you were young, but you have been cheating on them."

"Otherwise why... it's so stupid."

Shaking his head slightly, Su Mo put his left hand behind him, and his right hand was crisply spreading a folding fan, with only a pen on it...

'Walk!'

Su Mo didn't say anything, but just walked out the door.

Everyone followed him silently, finally squeezed into a bun, and drove away in a swaying manner.

"Tsk..."

"I'd known to have some car for the rest of my life."

Su Mo stepped on the accelerator violently and almost stepped on the accelerator into the fuel tank. This broken bread that could no longer be distinguished from the ages, but he still stubbornly advanced 30 miles.

"No hurry."

"I simply calculated the journey, and we will arrive at three days and three nights at most!"

While driving, Su Mo also cheered everyone up.

What was received was the silence of everyone.

"Teacher, I think life should not be wasted in such places."

"Do you have a driver's license?"

Shi Guang asked at the students behind him.

Qi Tian sneered disdainfully, turned his head and said nothing.

However, Yuan Zhong blew his bangs and nodded domineeringly.

"Um..."

"Wait a mininute."

Time pondered for two seconds, took out his cell phone and found a number and called it.

About ten minutes later.

Three coach cars with the "Time Driving School" printed on it were parked at the gate of Xinjiang City.

Amid everyone's shocked eyes, Shi Guang got off the car.

I picked one and sat in the driver's seat: "Teacher, I, Yuan Zhong, should be enough."

Li Zi trotted into Shi Guang's car almost the first time.

Although it's just a coaching car, it's not a word...

This car has air conditioning.
To be continued...