On the way back to the dormitory, Xia Xian and Chu Zihang were speechless, as if they just went to have breakfast instead of experiencing the spiritual awakening just now.
"Xia Xian, when did you find out?" Chu Zihang said suddenly.
"What did you find?" Xia Xian asked casually without squinting, his hands in his pockets.
"Find out that you are...an alien?" Chu Zihang hesitated, suddenly not knowing what to use to describe it. Before he really knew that people like them were called hybrids, they might have been called monsters and aliens.
own.
But Xia Xian is different. This boy who has never had any interaction with Chu Zihang in Shilan Middle School has confirmed his A-level pedigree ten minutes ago and has a good speech spirit. This should not be a top ten person.
What it must be like for a person who has not known his abnormality for eight years.
"Well..." Xia Xian frowned, as if he was really thinking hard, "If I have to say it, it should be when we had coffee with Professor Schneider, right? It was the first time I heard that I was of C-level blood...
....”
Chu Zihang finally looked at Xia Xian with eyes that he had never looked at anyone directly.
What is a hybrid? It is a hybrid between humans and dragons. Even if what you do is related to the survival of mankind, you are not a real human. When your bloodline is burning, your pupils are the same as those of dragons.
It's golden.
In Chu Zihang's heart, there are some things that he is destined to do. This is the reason why he came to Kassel College, and it is also an explanation for his past self and... that man.
But Xia Xian has always been a mystery to him.
On the day of heavy rain before the college entrance examination, Xia Xian suddenly appeared on the playground like a mystery...
On the day he contacted Professor Schneider, he arrived at the Chicago train station five minutes before him...
When everyone, including him, thought that Xia Xian was just a C-level marginal hybrid, he used his casual attitude to gain the recognition of Anger, who was truly worthy of being called a dragon slayer in this world.
"I hope so." Chu Zihang stared at Xia Xian's smiling black eyes for a while, then turned and walked forward.
In some words, you know that the other person is lying, and the other person also knows that you know that he or she is lying.
But just like Chu Zihang hid it from others in Shilan Middle School and used colored contact lenses to cover his true eye color... Everyone has their own secrets. At least Xia Xian's kindness to him now prevents him from being in a foreign country.
It’s just that you feel too lonely in a foreign country.
...
Xia Xian and Chu Zihang's course selections are almost the same.
When the two of them walked into the large lecture hall filled with sunlight one afternoon, all the students cast their burning eyes at them.
"Have you heard? Chu Zihang has been called the strongest among the freshmen by those in the Information Department..."
"Which one is Chu Zihang?"
"The one with black hair."
"..."
"Hmm...the taller one."
"These two are obviously the same height, right?"
"Then...the more handsome one!"
Xia Xian walked past a group of chattering students with a black streak on his head, passed through the staircase corridor with Chu Zihang, and sat down in a seat by the window where there were few people around.
The gray-haired Professor Guderian walked in from the door holding a very thick yellow book. It is said that he is one of the kindest professors at Kassel College. His "Magic Mechanical Design" has a very low failure rate.
It has been praised by many students. However, Xia Xian and Chu Zihang did not know these gossips before enrolling, so choosing this course was purely accidental.
"I'm very happy that there are so many lovely children choosing my class in the new semester." Professor Guderian walked onto the podium with a smile and an enthusiastic expression.
The classes at Kassel College are not necessarily divided into grades, so there are not only freshmen who have just entered the college in this lecture theater, but also some second-year and third-year seniors, who may have discovered that they do not have enough credits until they are about to graduate.
, just came to Guderian’s class to earn credits in order to graduate.
After looking around the lecture theater, Guderian withdrew his gaze with satisfaction. He was about to open the book and start today's class when he heard leisurely footsteps coming from the door.
Like other students, Xia Xian's eyes were attracted by the person who appeared at the door. The first thing that caught his eye was still those rare ice-blue eyes. Even though this extremely handsome young man had a smile on his lips, his gaze
But there is no warmth at all. The long and dazzling gold hair is more dazzling than the sunlight that shines into the lecture theater today.
"Caesar," Guderian said helplessly, "you also chose my class this semester?"
Caesar Gattuso, a second-year student, was seen by Xia Xian and Chu Zihang in the square on the day he entered school. The young man who had just succeeded the president of the student union was also briefly evaluated by Chu Zihang as "not recognizing his behavior of imposing a mission."
"Hey, Chu Zihang, do you know? The school forum calls you and this person a 'meeting in the dark'." Xia Xian squeezed the elbow of the person next to him and joked.
"Boring things." Chu Zihang lowered his head to read without raising his head.
"Professor Guderian," Caesar walked into the classroom and smiled at Guderian across the podium, "I regret that I failed this class last semester, so I came to retake it honestly."
Guderian's eyes were a little helpless. The young man in front of him caused quite a stir in the school this year. He succeeded the student union president with a high profile as a sophomore. Moreover, because of his joining last year, the student union was always regarded as the lion's heart.
It will suppress the situation at one end and have the momentum to overtake.
What's more, he is still the heir to the Gattuso family.
"Go back to your seat." Guderian said.
He lowered his head and heard Caesar smile and say: "Professor, please take five more seconds of your time."
Guderian raised his head in confusion.
The young man, who was as dazzling as a lion, turned around and looked at the corner of the lecture theater.
"The new student named Chu Zihang, are you listening?" His ice-blue eyes remained motionless, and his gaze fell accurately on the target.
Xia Xian covered her mouth and whispered, "I'm calling you."
Chu Zihang raised his head.
"I just took over as the president of the student union, and it's the right time to hire people," Caesar laughed. "Join the student union and prove that you are a true elite."
"It looks like an invitation, but it's actually a threat." Xia Xian sighed.
All the students' eyes were focused on Chu Zihang, and the already quiet classroom suddenly became even quieter.
"Not interested." Chu Zihang said calmly.
Of course he is not afraid of such occasions.
But not being afraid does not mean liking it.
At the graduation ceremony, he spoke on behalf of all the students in the school. He lowered his head to read the script so that the audience could not see his face clearly. On the basketball court, he was the center, beating his opponents to death, flying and dunking. When the ball landed, Chu Zihang had already turned around and retreated.
He didn't even high-five his teammates to celebrate; at the Spring Festival Gala, he performed a cello solo and played Schindler's List in the center of the stage. People in the audience were still immersed in the music and secretly praised that this skill was worthy of the Spring Festival Gala.
, Chu Zihang had already packed up his piano case, bowed and left the stage, leaving only his slender figure behind.
The same is true at this time. He doesn't like to be looked at by everyone with expectant eyes, as if he has to make a choice that satisfies everyone.
"You don't want to join the Lionheart Club, do you?" Caesar smiled as if he was not surprised by the result, "Then I have to give you a piece of advice, the Lionheart Club has declined, and only the student union led by me
This is the destination for all the elites of Kassel College in the future.”
"Lion Heart Society?" Chu Zihang raised his eyebrows slightly. This was the first time he heard this term.
"It seems that our freshman king doesn't know much about the college." Caesar joked. There was also inappropriate laughter in the classroom, mostly from the student union.
"I'm not a new king." Chu Zihang said, "You don't have to treat me as an imaginary enemy."
"Good people always attract each other." Caesar didn't care, "Sooner or later you will understand."
Then he turned around and smiled apologetically at Guderian, "I'm sorry, Professor Guderian, it took up dozens of seconds. I hope it won't affect your class schedule today."
Guderian was actually watching it with great interest. This kind of tit-for-tat drama between geniuses had always been the first choice material for their professor group's private dinner table chats.
"Ahem..." Guderian cleared his throat, pretending to be serious, "Okay, let's start class."