Fu Nianmi sat up slowly from the bed with his eyes. Listening to the sound of the phone, his eyes were shocked.
"I don't go, how can I go to the attic ..."
"The principal asked you to protect Norton's keel cross." During the conversation, Manstein's voice was helpless, and it seemed to be thinking about how to cheat Fu Nian to the attic.
"Hey?" Fu Nian's ears suddenly stood up.
"The keel ten ... ah, the principal's request?"
"Yes. The keel cross for a day, when the ice cellar is safe, the college will allow you to take paid holiday travel."
"The principal's request. No problem." Fu Nianxu agreed.
Manstein was stunned because of listening to the phone hanging on the opposite side. The face opposite the principal of the secret road was really big. The old guy was the old guy. He was really young.
Get out of bed,
Dress.
Fu Nian saw Chu Zihang, who was sitting in front of the window sill and a table of breakfast.
"My breakfast I will bring you back." Chu Zihang turned his head and looked at Fu Nian.
"Well, thank you brother. I just slept but still stable."
"Okay, it is inexplicable that the room is a bit crowded."
Fu Nian's movement was stagnant.
"It may be that the amount of exercise was too large yesterday."
Fu Nian's movement is smooth.
"Is there something wrong with brother today?"
"No, Professor Schneider gave me a few days off and let me take a good rest."
Fu Nian glanced at a dark corner of the room. Helplessly sighed. I still have to stay here for a while after watching Ji De Mai. But it ’s not good here.
Will focus on reviewing here.
However, the Vice President has opened the word and spiritual precepts. Ji De Mai no longer has the advantages of words and spirit. The only thing that can rely on the excellent quality of the ninja is left. Leave her alone and Chu Zihang's lonely male and widow ... Fu Nian is actually in fact
It's right.
As for why you ask why it is a lonely male and widow.
Because Xia Mi had slipped out of the room quietly last night.
In this case, Fu Nian eats the sandwich.
"But I am going to do volunteer activities today." Chu Zihang's voice continued.
"Clade? What volunteer activities."
"Su Qian was rescued at the school hospital's fighting wounded last night, she invited me to go together."
Fu Nian took a silent glance at the location of Jiu De Mai.
Chu Zihang was taken away, what should I do if someone checks the room at that time. Forget it, no matter, he really does not believe that Jiu De Mai can be discovered by them.
This woman is not a fuel -saving lamp.
Chu Zihang went out with Fu Nian, locked the room door.
The key, I have a hand, I have one.
The two walked in their directions.
Nympho
Fu Nian stood at the gate of the church and looked at the church in front of him.
The whole person has an illusion of traveling through time and space. If it wasn't for the two or two shoulders that had just completed the construction of the construction, walking towards the outside.
Fu Nian thought that he returned to the renovation of the Church of Carsel College. Ten years ago.
The exactly the same Odin statue, the same seat position. The same brand new floor -to -ceiling window.
For a while, Fu Nian was a little inexplicable. The school's real efficiency. He remembered that when he came last night, it was like being stunned by a bomb. But now he is intact, even too late.
He really wants to go to Yingling Hall now. See if it is as new as it is here.
"Master, brother!"
When Fu Nian was still lamenting the efficiency of the college, a face probe that made him extremely familiar appeared at the position of the stairs.
Fen Gelfang was fluffy with a bomb that had burst into hair, and the burly body moved with a behemoth was rushed towards Fu Nian.
The excited face was like seeing a relative who had been disappeared for many years, and he couldn't wait to hold him completely in his arms and took a sip towards his mouth.
Fu Nian's face first saw the smile of the other party quickly recovered. Those who subconsciously raised their hands, the stick -shaped object wrapped in the white cloth.
But soon realized that something was wrong.
boom!
The air sent out a dull sound in the hug of Fanter.
"Brother, why are you here?"
Fu Nian across himself between himself and Fanter's neck, letting the other person turn his head and hold his hands.
"I? Of course I am for life!" Fante came to his mouth.
But now Fu Nian is no strange to this.
Seeing that the other party did not come up to throw his thoughts, slowly put down the Han Eight Party in his hand, lifted his feet and walked towards the stairs behind him.
The time for Manstein to give him was eight o'clock. Now there is still half a minute from eight o'clock.
"What else do you have a major life?" Fu Nian walked and looked at the fental behind him.
"Of course, I can struggle for many years for graduation." Fen Gel followed Fu Nian.
"so?"
"So Professor Schneid at the cost of two credits made me seem to stay for a day. Although I kept this color ghost, I couldn't accept it for a while, but I still earned it." Fante stared at the attic.
When I saw it, I saw a man with a red face curled up on the corner of the sofa, and the rosy strawberry nose was still with a snot.
Followed by a burst of heavy wine.
But rare.
Fen Ge didn't shout, but was like a good lamb in the wolf group. He shrank towards another corner.
Fu Nian followed him, watching the elite of the executive department of wearing a black trench coat, an eye -eyed sunglasses, and a strong bouncing of the military boots.
I understand the changes of Finage at this moment.
Here and the church are completely two worlds. From the last stairs of the attic of the attic, it is completely decoupled with the serene and harmonious church outside.
Instead, it is the environment of killing, cold, cold, and environment.
Each executive commissioner standing here has a gap between the dumplings of the sky and the students outside.
The most direct impact of this gap is that temperament.
Seeing them, Fu Nian thought at first glance.
But this is indeed the case. Each elite of each executive department present is the true elite of the Executive Department of the Case Academy. Anyone among them has a single victory over to defeat.
Fu Nian looked around, and once again put his gaze into the corner of the sofa, the vice president who was sleeping. He had a change in his sensory sensory.
Those who can sleep so wanton in this environment are either nerve or talent.
The surprise is.
Vice President should be a combination of the two.