Want to be put on a sack and beaten up in school later
People around laughed when they heard this.
Chu Ci tilted his head and thought for a while, as if he had seriously considered the feasibility of this suggestion.
Although folding deck chairs and folding tables are unreliable, it is estimated that you have to go to see it many times, so you can still have some food and drink.
Thinking of this, Chu Ci squinted her eyes and nodded happily.
The people next to him just said something casually, and no one around them took it seriously.
It didn't take long to start class.
The one-morning class ended quickly.
There are no other classes in the afternoon, and the first-grade freshmen should still be listening to the person in charge explaining various precautions in the classroom.
After eating and taking a short rest, Chu Ci went to the library to learn about this plane that had never been in contact with before, and learned the rest of the knowledge by the way.
You Xinqing paid attention to how much the original owner loved studying before, and she also quite understands the behavior of going to the library even though there are no classes at the moment.
He didn't ask any more questions at all, lying on the bed in the dormitory, he waved at Chu Ci and let Chu Ci go out after hearing the words.
Because of the evolution of the relationship between mental power, especially the main battle-type humans, there are more times and opportunities for quarrels between people, so in order to avoid such frequent occurrences in the school, we try our best to give them these mental powers. , big enough space territory for aggressive guys.
The entire school is quite large, and the dormitories of their main and auxiliary departments are also two-person.
Of course, even so, it can't fundamentally prevent them from fighting and fighting, just like the situation in front of them.
It was just about to get dark, but there was still some light, and the surroundings were a little dark.
But you can still see clearly what's going on not far away.
Because it was relatively late, Chu Ci took a relatively quiet path back to the dormitory without anyone.
A few figures not far away are particularly obvious.
From far and wide, you can feel their competitive spirit fighting.
Quite intense.
Chu Ci's footsteps stopped slightly, and she squinted her eyes to see clearly the face of the person not far away.
The original owner was a little bit face blind, no matter how many times he met people he didn't know very well.
Chu Ci also didn't recognize the guy who was being beaten. She had never seen it before, but she recognized the guy with a flamboyant face and a bit of cruelty in his actions.
Feng Luo.
Cursing and howling were mixed in the wind.
This man showed no mercy at all, the way he lowered his eyes and moved his hands was very dignified and did not appear to be rude.
He was only wearing the short sleeves of his uniform, which were stained with dust and a few drops of blood.
Only from this can it be seen that he is fighting, not making art.
Chu Ci blinked her eyes and tilted her head.
I was a little distracted thinking about it, this guy is really a prick everywhere, the kind who doesn't obey discipline.
It's better now, how many days has he started school? He was directly bumped into a fight by her, and he was only a first-level freshman.
Chu Ci, who paused and stood not far away, was thinking endlessly.
The young man over there was thin, holding the hair of a person he kicked down, ignoring his cursing at all, his eyes were lowered, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye dazzled a little on his fair cheek.