"Sneeze!" When Xia Xian handed over the boarding pass, he sneezed out at an inappropriate time.
The flight attendant in front of me was a little embarrassed, but still smiled like a flower. She calmly took the boarding pass that was stained with some liquid, tore it open and handed it back to the other half, "Welcome."
"Have you caught a cold?" Nono, who was behind Xia Xian, said calmly, "Mixeds rarely catch colds, unless you run naked under the Alps all night."
"No." Xia Xian also felt strange and nodded apologetically to the flight attendant, "I'm sorry, someone might be scolding me behind my back."
The flight attendant smiled and nodded, extending his hand to guide them to their seats.
"So why do we have to fly at night?" Xia Xian put his bag on the shelf and sat comfortably in his seat, "I haven't had time to have a good meal with our new Lion Heart Club president.
Then, Abigail took her away."
At this time, Abigail, who was sitting in front of Xia Xian, turned around and said, "Xia Xian, if you say bad things about me behind my back, I will sneeze."
Xia Xian laughed dryly twice.
"It is said that there will be some combat drills in the preparatory class tomorrow morning. It is a direct flight tonight. We will take the route of the Bering Strait, close to the Arctic Circle, which is about a fourteen-hour flight. The time of arrival is almost perfect. You may be able to enjoy it.
The style of my junior classmates." Nono also sat down next to him, "Professor Abigail, why don't you buy a seat in the same row as us?"
"You young people have a lot to talk about, why should I join in the fun?" Abigail waved her hand, put on her headphones and turned her head.
"Aren't you always claiming to be a young man?" Xia Xian muttered.
Nono opened his laptop at the side. The bright light was very dazzling under the late night sky outside the window. "Do you want me to send you a copy of the information sent by Norma? We are teaching assistants in Class A this time. There are only ten people, but
They are all elite students that the college pays close attention to. It is said that their level is just as good as some of our second-year students..."
"What is the standard for this level? Is it Caesar's or Chu Zihang's?" Xia Xian rolled his eyes at her screen, and the dense text made him sleepy, "It's just a group of kids, that's about it. Tomorrow
Isn’t it okay to get to know each other after we get off the plane?”
"You are no older than them." Nono said, "It makes you look like an old man."
Xia Xian was noncommittal. He adjusted his neck in several directions and it still felt uncomfortable. Not getting enough rest was a big deal, but it would happen every time he went on a field mission like this.
In desperation, Xia Xian turned on the computer. The computer in hand and Nuonuo's hand was equipped by the academy. The data transmission was through a dedicated network to ensure that the information could not be lost. "Forget it, let's take a look. Maybe there is someone interesting."
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Nuonuo glanced at him and said: "I still think it's problematic for you to agree to be this assistant coach. Just like the old story says: 'I hugged everyone in order to hug you'. Could it be the same for you?
You just made this trip just to meet someone, right?”
But Xia Xian was too lazy to answer, and his eyes fell on the last person on the "list of preparatory class A students":
Xia Mi was born in BJ, China on October 30, 1993. She is female. She studied at the High School Affiliated to Peking University before entering the preparatory school. She has a BJ registered permanent residence and has parents and an older brother at home.
Brother?...
Xia Xian didn't notice the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He originally thought that his younger sister would fill in the family information more vaguely. After all, Kassel Academy was very strict in the review process, and she couldn't find one at all.
The trace of her brother will make her file look suspicious.
Xia Xian's cursor clicked on the name and opened the file. The content was detailed and clear, and everything was detailed.
The Intelligence Department of Kassel College is in charge of student files. This group of people is known for being as rigorous as the CIA, and they make everyone's files look like black history. What lights up this file is Xia Mi's photo. I don't know.
It was a headshot taken casually with some small camera. Her hair was dyed dark brown, and she wore dark contact lenses. When she looked back in the sunset, her yellow bow hairband was flying.
Nono came over and said, "Xia Mi...has the same last name as you."
Xia Xian came to his senses and closed the page, "Ah, well. The surname Xia is still very common."
"It's not very common." Nono seemed to want to see something from his face, but after a while he looked away, "At least there are very few people around me with this surname."
Xia Xian continued to look at the files of other students, but it was obvious that he was careless. He stayed in the files for no more than 3 seconds. At most, he glanced at the photos to facilitate tomorrow's treatment. "These guys all look quite pleasing to the eye."
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"It's hard for mixed-race genes to produce ugly people." Nono sighed, "Sometimes I feel that you really don't look like a mixed-race. Can you be more thoughtful when asking questions?"
Xia Xian pouted.
He is indeed not a mixed race...
"Special attention needs to be paid to Lin Qingyan, the only son of the Huaxia Lin family and the son of the head of the Jinling Branch of the Executive Department." Nono clicked on the name at the top of the list of Class A. "Before he entered the preparatory class, he was an average person.
A strange boy, many people think that he abnormally did not inherit his father's bloodline - although this possibility is almost zero, but after he began to receive information from the Dragon Clan, he awakened very thoroughly. The file shows his combat ability, firearms
The level of proficiency and language skills are all very good..."
"Then why is he still in the preparatory class?" Xia Xian raised an eyebrow.
"Originally, he was able to pass the exam and get promoted directly six months ago," Nono closed the file and closed the laptop screen, "but... at that time, there were rumors in China that there was a demon in Jinling, and his family was responsible for the half-breed in Jinling.
World, he, the heir, will naturally go back and take a look at the situation. Of course, in this world where dragons exist, strange powers and chaotic gods are inseparable from dragons. It is just an out-of-control hybrid that escaped from Japan."
"It sounds like he is already much better than us Cassel College students." Xia Xian complained, "Does Class A really need us to teach it?"
"Maybe not." Nono sighed, "I only felt this way after seeing their information. Maybe we are more suitable to teach Class B, where there are students rated below A level."
"The gap in students' strength is indeed very real." Xia Xian rubbed his chin, "Just like those who challenged Chu Zihang two days ago, they deeply felt the gap between them and the top students. Why do you think this guy Chu Zihang is so
Strong? He obviously only learned kendo for a period of time in the Children's Palace."
"I don't know." Nono was silent for two seconds, then turned to look out the window. They had already taken off, above the clouds, and it was a dark night outside.
"That guy has never failed. I don't know if it's good or bad." Xia Xian closed his eyes and finally found a comfortable position, ready to have a good sleep.
"No matter how strong a person is, if he is alone, he may still not be able to fight against fate..." Nuonuo muttered to himself, and when he turned his head to look at Xia Xian, this guy was already sleeping like a corpse.
"The world does not easily make a person lonely. Living in groups requires a kind of balance." At this time, a voice came from another seat across the corridor, "If you no longer stand out, you will be ordinary. If you
Keep walking, keep walking, and finally you will be unable to catch up with other living beings. Then living beings will cheer and worship you, respecting you as sacred. Divine is the real loneliness."
Nono looked over. An old man who was obviously Chinese was looking down at the book in his hand, but he was also obviously talking to her.
Seeing Nuonuo's gaze, the old man raised his head, adjusted his reading glasses, and smiled slightly at her.
Nuonuo also smiled and nodded.
The two of them withdrew their gazes in a tacit understanding.
There will be various episodes in your destiny, and a casual word from a passerby on the way will not change anything, but maybe when you sit under a withering tree decades later, you will suddenly recall those scenes, and it will make you happy.
It seems that the autumn wind has taken away the fallen leaves above my head, but brought back some forgotten memories.