The breeze swept through the forest, occasionally brushing Di Lin's cheek, but it couldn't remove the irritability between his brows.
Soso took his hand and carefully looked at his face as he walked.
Di Lin released his hand, pressed the top of his head, and slowly turned forward, "Look at the road."
Susuo obediently fixed his neck in front of him, but his eyes swept towards him nimbly, "Did you quarrel with Neia?"
quarrel
Dilling smiled wryly. I'm afraid it's a hundred times more serious than a quarrel.
He could even imagine the humiliation and shame that Neia was bearing in her heart at this moment. If he was in another place, the one who tempted the other party at the cost of his body was him... I'm afraid he would kill the other party to silence him.
Suso suddenly grabbed his arm and shook it gently.
"What's wrong?" Dilling looked at him.
Soso turned her head sideways, her mouth kept pushing back.
Di Lin looked back in the direction he was pointing, and saw Hyde Yin leisurely following behind them. When he saw him turn back, the corners of his pointed mouth rose slightly.
When a person sees the world through a piece of yellow glass, the world in his eyes is yellow. When through the red glass, the world turned red again. Dilling now has such a piece of glass in front of him. Therefore, in Soso's eyes, the smile that was purely greeting, in Dilling's eyes, was like a mockery of the scene in the forest just now.
He stopped and waited for Hydein to approach step by step.
Di Lindao: "Hai... Instructor." He was used to calling Hydeyin behind his back, and he almost couldn't change it.
Hydein raised his eyebrows and said, "Why didn't I know my original surname was Hai?"
Dilling said calmly, "What I just said was, hi, tutor."
"Oh?" The corners of Heidein's mouth rose again like a sail.
Facing him, Dilling never dared to be careless. He put away all his bad emotions, "The instructor is also going to the camp?"
"The results and the list of students who have been left will be announced soon." Hyde's azure blue eyes flickered with a playful light, "However, maybe it is more important for you to pick up things in your clothes?"
The disguised mask on Dilling's face almost burst, "You're joking."
Heidein said: "Want to know the result of the endorsement competition?"
Di Lin's heart tightened, and he looked at him nervously and said, "The result is out?"
"Yeah." Hyde looked at Dilling's eyes widened with satisfaction, and said leisurely, "It should be out. McCreese told me to go to your house to hear the results."
Di Lin was stunned, "My house?"
Heidein said: "It's what you call... the camp."
Dilling's heart beat faster. The endorsement game is related to the spell on Soso. Although he made a ticket in front of Soso, in fact, he had no confidence at all.
"Are you afraid?" Hyde made no secret of his schadenfreude.
Dilling took a deep breath and said lightly, "I've tried my best."
Hyde said, "Losers like to use this sentence to comfort themselves."
Dilling ignored his provocation, took Susuo's hand, and stepped aside, "Teacher please."
"Hmm. Is this your respect for your teacher? Or do you worry that I'm walking behind you?" Hyde squinted at him.
After all, Di Lin couldn't help but countered: "Shouldn't the mentor be respected?"
"Respect me after I officially accept you." Hyde dropped his words lightly and walked towards the camp with his head held high.
Soso waited for him to walk five or six meters before whispering, "He seems to like you very much."
Dilling almost choked to death on his own saliva, "How is that possible?"
Suosuo said: "He was looking at you just now, and he didn't look at me from beginning to end."
Dilling said loudly, "That's because I've been talking to him."
Suosuo tilted his head and thought for a while before saying, "It's not just because of his speech, it's as if he can only see you in his eyes." He wanted to interrupt just now, but he couldn't get in a word.
Dilling was clueless about his imagination, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go."
Back at the camp, Dilling saw that all the students were lined up neatly.
McCreese stood at the front of the team, and dozens of mages stood behind him, as if the two armies were facing each other, looking at the students' faces with nervousness, fear, or anticipation. Heidein maintained a certain distance from both sides, like a third party, which was extremely abrupt.
Dilling and Soso quietly lined up at the back of the line.
Dilling also searched around with his eyes to find Neia, but unfortunately found nothing.
McCreese glanced at them vaguely, then cleared his throat and said, "Now announce the results of the endorsement competition."
Dilling and others all stared at him calmly.
McCreese said slowly: "As we all know, the endorsement competition originated from..."
The look in Dilling and others' eyes dimmed little by little with his tirade. Just when most of the students couldn't even hold their eyelids, he heard McCreese say: "First place, Kevin, second place, Dilling, third place, Raymond..."
Di Lin's head banged, and it took three full seconds to realize that they lost, and they lost from the beginning. He subconsciously went to look at Soso. His face was pale, but calm.
McCreese's announcement continued, "22nd, Kim, 23rd, Hughes, 24th, Soso..."
Soso grabbed Dilling's fingers and shrank slightly when he heard his name.
Dilling held his hand with his backhand, trying to pass on his power. Although he himself was overwhelmed.
"Fiftyth place, Layton," McCreese finished reporting, and glanced at Dilling intentionally or unintentionally, with encouragement and approval hidden in his eyes. With the exception of Shiro, who did not participate at all, this year's six aristocratic exempt students all won the Diligence Award.
"Students who receive the Diligence Award will be given priority in choosing a dormitory."
McCreese's announcement of the reward didn't make any waves. In fact, most people know the tasteless nature of the endorsement competition and have no expectations for the rewards of this competition.
"Then next, I will announce the list of qualified colleges that passed the test." McCreese said slowly.
This sentence really lifted the hearts of all the students present.
"Dilinso Sonnenya..." This year's seven aristocrats were exempted from the exam, and the first seven qualified students were named. But Dilling was not excited. There is no doubt that they will remain in the Holy Court. With the agreement signed between the Holy Court and the various countries, even if they are not suitable for learning magic, they will definitely be able to stay. But he wasn't sure if it would be in Soso's interest to stay like this. The bet with Hydein has been lost, and the spell on Soso remains a mystery. As Heidein said, what's the use of a student who can't learn magic
McCreese's registration rate was not slow, but the students who didn't hear his name wish he could open and close his mouth faster.
"Antonio, there are sixty-six in total." McCreese looked up from the list.
The camp was silent.
Everyone looked at him in shock.
Needle drop is audible.
…
The St. Pardes School of Magic, which had recruited 181 students last year, actually only recruited 66 students this time
McCreese put the paper back in the space bag, and looked at the corner of the camp casually, trying not to touch the sad and disappointed eyes of the eliminated students, "You have three days to prepare to leave, if you need family members to pick you up, you can Contact me. I'll help arrange."
Leaving the word finally peels off the strong disguise of the knockout.
Subtle cries sounded, like water in an overturned glass, slowly spreading, and then drowning everyone.
Soso's eyes slowly turned red.
Seeing him shrugging his shoulders and sobbing softly, Di Lin couldn't help but hug him and said, "It's okay. We can think of other ways. With so many tutors in the academy, there will always be someone willing to help us."
Soso sobbed: "I'm not, cry this."
"Then why are you crying?"
"I don't know." Soso sucked her nose hard, "Everyone is crying."
Dilling: "..."
Hydein walked to McCreese's side and said lightly, "I only accept one."
McCreese, whose head was so big because of the crying, suddenly raised his volume and said, "What did you say?"
Hydein looked at him without shame, "I said, I'm not a garbage shelter, I choose my students myself."
McCreese tried his best to make his expression not look too grim, "But you promised to accept it before!"
"I just gave them a chance to test." Hydein stared at him, "Didn't you only choose sixty-six?"
…
The words are correct. But the six under him are all noble students exempted from examination, and the situation is different.
McCreese licked his lips and said, "This matter was ordered by the dean." At the critical moment, he could only be lifted out of the backstage. His heart was pierced by a small sense of shame.
"I haven't heard him say it myself." Heidein raised his eyebrows, "Or, you can ask him to order me in person."
McCreese pondered, "Let's think of other solutions."
Although he didn't try, his gut told him that Dean Othello would definitely refuse to have a direct interview with Hydein—if he were the dean, he would have done the same. Dealing with Hydein is definitely something that can be avoided.
Perhaps the world will never know that the next dean of St. Pardes Academy of Magic is determined to climb to the throne of the dean at this very moment.
Sometimes, life is completely changed in such an inconspicuous moment.