As Kun Yi said, the annual school sports meeting is about to begin, and at the same time, other wealthy families or schools will send people to participate.
Of course, don't think that this school sports meeting is a good thing. Just seeing the names of the teachers who participated in the design project, Yi Liuling already had a vague feeling.
Rather than saying it is a school sports meeting, it is better to say it is a student awards ceremony for being defeated, right?
When Yi Liuling returned to school, she still covered her face with Kun Yi's rag that was said to be able to block perception, but Hill, who was familiar with him, recognized him directly from his height and immediately dragged him to sign up.
"Is it possible not to sign up for this competition?" Yi Liuling was a little surprised. He thought it was acquiesced that all students must participate.
Hill shook his head: "How is that possible? It's just that this competition has drawn lots. In order to prevent some team members from being absent, we have to confirm who is in school."
"That's it." Yi Liuling nodded and walked into the temporary tent, while Hill continued to hand out flyers outside to attract people. It must be said that Hill was very serious when he was working.
There is a row of tables inside the tent, covered with white cloth and weighed down with paperweights to prevent them from being blown away. Behind the tables are students who may be sophomores in high school, each holding a pen and paper to record what the students in front of them said.
Yi Liuling walked to one of the empty tables and sat down. Opposite him was a male senior. He raised his head and glanced at Yi Liuling: "Take off the mask."
After Yi Liuling took it off as instructed, he looked up at him and asked: "Name, student number."
"Yi Liuling, No. 1." Yi Liuling replied.
"No. 1?" The senior looked up at him again, "You have some skills."
It seems that the sophomores in high school are not so clear about what happened in this year's opening ceremony for the first year of senior high school. They may think that Yi Liuling really did it with strength. However, Yi Liuling himself thinks that wit is also a kind of strength.
, doesn’t luck count?
"Okay, your information has been entered," the senior nodded. "Remember to gather in the auditorium at two o'clock in the afternoon."
As a manor, Suojia High School has many auditoriums. For example, the one where the opening ceremony was held was called the opening auditorium because it was the most suitable place for contracting natal items.
As the name suggests, this auditorium is the largest auditorium in the school and can accommodate all students at the same time. Generally speaking, students are called there only when there is a big event.
The school sports meeting is a big event.
However, since there was still time before the afternoon, Yi Liuling decided to go see Annabell first, then walked out of the tent with her face wrapped again, pulling Gudu, who had been waiting outside for a long time, and rushed to the place where the laboratory was in her memory.
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The two came to the experimental area again, and Gudu was familiar with the roads. After all, he couldn't even navigate the complicated sewers without road signs, so a route with obvious changes was no problem.
However, Annabell was not here, and Yi Liuling met Alessa.
At this time, the little girl stood on a chair with two layers of cushions and wrote some formulas that Yi Liuling could not understand on the whiteboard. Several professors in front of her moved small benches and sat in a row, all of them were in the same row.
He listened with conviction.
Yi Liuling waited patiently at the door for a while before Alessa finished her work and walked out. She couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw the two of them: "Do you have anything to do with me?"
"Alessa, I just want to ask," Yi Liuling said politely, "Is Teacher Annabell here?"
"Didn't I ask you to call me Alessa?" Alessa frowned displeased.
Yi Liuling was confused: "Isn't that what I called you?"
"Did you know? Annabell is my adopted daughter." Alessa felt that Yi Liuling used the honorific title for Annabell, which was a bit confusing.
Yi Liuling was even more helpless: "But, she is a teacher."
"That's right," Alessa seemed to accept this statement, "I sent her out to collect information. If there is anything you can tell me first."
"Okay." Yi Liuling saw that there were many people around and asked in a low voice, "Have you done any research on change spells?"
Alessa's lips curled up: "My attainments are very profound."
She obviously saw that Yi Liuling was in trouble, and took him to the smaller room before letting him take off the rag with a look of gloating on his face.
"Pfft, hahahahaha," Alessa couldn't help laughing wildly as soon as she saw Yi Liuling's face, "What is this? Who did it?"
"Is it that funny?" Yi Liuling rolled her eyes.
Alessa said seriously for a second: "I think this person is a talent. I want to ask him if he wants to work at Suojia High School?"
"She...she might not come," Yi Liuling originally wanted to tell the truth, but suddenly thought of Alessa's deep hatred for the demon descendants, and held back her words, "Can my face still change back?"
Although Kun Yi had promised him many times, the guy's promised recovery within a few hours had not been realized, causing Yi Liuling to lose confidence in him.
"What if I can't change back?" Alessa blinked her big eyes.
"Then what else can we do? One more person to be laughed at," Yi Liuling sighed, "Forget it, it's all a good thing. At least my sister and I are more like twins."
The look of Yi Liuling's face now is almost the same as that of his sister Yi Liuwu. However, although the two are fraternal, they are twins after all, so it doesn't matter if they are from the same mold.
question.
"I'm just kidding, I've completely changed my mind," Alessa decided not to tease Yi Liuling after seeing that he had given up. "But you're lucky to have met me. If that guy Annabell hadn't...
I’ll give you a solution.”
"I heard that Teacher Annabel is very knowledgeable about change spells?" Yi Liuling was surprised.
Alessa shrugged and asked Yi Liuling to sit down on the chair: "Who told you that you were under a transformation spell?"
"Isn't that right?" Upon hearing this, Yi Liuling's trust in Kun Yi dropped again.
"There's a layer of stuff on your face," Alessa pointed at Yi Liuling's face. "That layer of stuff distorts light perception, so your appearance changes in the eyes of others. If you don't put it on
If you take it off, you will always be like this."
"So that's it," Yi Liuling asked quickly, "Then how do we get it off?"
Before he could finish speaking, Alessa poured a glass of water over her. She controlled her strength very well, and all the water fell on Yi Liuling's face, and nothing was wasted.
"What is this?" Yi Liuling sniffed. The liquid was very cold, but it had no strange smell, and the splash gave it a familiar feeling.