But soon, Mike pulled Geraldon to talk about Xiqiu, and quickly changed the seat to the seat next to Garen.
"What a coincidence, we're together again." Satisfied, he sat down opposite Garen. There used to be a young girl.
"Yeah, what a coincidence." Garen put on a helpless expression.
The plane is a small plane, with three seats on one side and two seats on the other side, divided into two rows. They happened to be in the three-seater position. Mike and Gera were sitting opposite to Gallon. Outside of them was the young girl who was replaced. She was a yellow-skinned oriental girl who looked very quiet. He was wearing a black puff-sleeved shirt, a dark red over-the-knee skirt, and even quite mature black stockings.
The two people on the right side of Garen's side are old couples, they are both gray-haired old people, probably over sixty years old, and they are still going out on a plane at this age.
Speaking of which, Garen used to have a good habit of respecting the old and loving the young, but now facing these two old people who are far behind him in age, for some reason, he just doesn't feel any respect for the old.
When he thought that he was really much older than them, he only had a heart of loving the young, and he didn't have any sense of respecting the old. It's just that I feel a little bit emotional, whenever he sees the old man's weakness, he will be more determined to move forward.
It doesn't matter if the body is old, the scary thing is that the heart is old, if the heart is old, then it is really old, lifeless, no longer hopeful, just muddle along every day, no motivation to move forward, no pursuit, no vitality , The aging of the mentality will further drive the aging of the body.
So Garen never felt old.
"Speaking of which, there are so many airplane students here." Mike couldn't be idle anymore, standing up frequently and looking around. "They're all students going to Nottington. Maybe a lot of them are our alumni!"
"You went to Nottington too?"
The oriental girl with black silk on the farthest asked suddenly. Her American spoken language is not very natural, it is a bit too standard, every word is very formal, it sounds like someone in normal life suddenly speaks to you in the Mandarin of a CCTV host, it is not ordinary awkward. Although the accent is pretty standard.
"Yeah.. Are you an international student? From the East?" Mike was decisively happy. The greatest happiness of being a chatterbox is that someone can answer the call anytime, anywhere. "Your oral English is of a good standard."
"Really? Thank you very much for your compliment." The girl suddenly smiled and rolled her eyes. "My English name is Keli, what's your name?"
"Mike, my name, this is my wife Jela, oh, don't hit me, I was wrong!" Mike was grabbed hard, and finally pointed at Garen.
"That's Garen. He's been chasing my wife for many years, but it's a pity that I still win the beauty. Hahaha!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhs
After another air attack on his thigh, Mike finally got honest.
The four exchanged names with each other, and they became familiar with each other immediately.
Garen leaned lazily against the edge of the plane window, looking at the ground of the airport outside the round window, as if he was not interested in talking.
On the contrary, Mike and Corrie chatted happily. Corrie is a student at the Conservatory of Music, which is the Bloomington Conservatory of Music that Mike mentioned earlier. She is good at piano,
To Gallon's delight, Mike, a talkative person, was finally restrained by someone. The girl from the East, Corrie, obviously used him as a brush for her oral English practice, bragging and chatting vigorously with him. After the plane took off, the girl was still working tirelessly. Talk to Mike.
Half an hour later, the girl became more energetic, and she never let go of the details of Mike's family life, although it was obvious that she was not interested in Mike, but just to try the pronunciation of words in different fields.
After another half an hour, Mike completely convinced him that he would never love again. It’s okay if the other party is talking about a topic he’s interested in, but the problem is that Cory will always say something when he’s playing the most vigorously, I don’t seem to understand what you just said.
Then the atmosphere became cold
Corrie's spoken English is very standard, but she is completely inexperienced in slang, which severely hits Mike's talkative nature.
After asking Gera for help many times, his girlfriend took the place of Mike decisively and started talking with Cory.
Garen sat on the side, habitually stood up occasionally to scan the people around him, but still didn't see the existence of blood vampires, it seemed that the town of Glendel was a place of magical legends that only existed in movies and TV shows, so he left there , the outside world is just an ordinary ordinary world. There are no witches, no vampires, no vampires, just ordinary people.
In this environment, he almost doubted whether he had returned to the original earth without any extraordinary power, as if he had returned to that period of life where he had no special abilities.
He didn't pay attention to his attribute bar, didn't pay attention to his secret martial arts status, but really regarded himself as an ordinary person again, just an ordinary passenger, an ordinary student, sitting on the plane going to school.
This feeling almost made him lose himself.
After more than an hour of chatting, the curtain finally came to an end, and the plane was about to land.
The four of them were already very familiar at this time. It seemed that Cory, an oriental girl who was going abroad for the first time, enthusiastically exchanged phone numbers and online KL contact information with the three of them, and made an appointment to call each other to confirm after getting off the plane.
Already listless, Mike seems to have a certain phobia of Corrie, but Jela had a very happy chat with her.
And although Garen didn't say much, he seemed to have gained Cory's favor even more. Obviously, this restrained style fits the oriental aesthetic concept, although Garen's neutral and beautiful face and figure played a big role.
After feeling a little stuffy in the ears, the plane vibrated slightly and finally landed.
After sliding for a while, it slowly stopped.
After connecting the aisle and opening the cabin door, the passengers stood up one after another. Many of the young people who were strangers on the plane were already relatively familiar with them. Apparently, they all met on the plane chatting like Ke Lijialong and the others. In twos and threes, they are all college students who come to Nottington to study.
After leaving the cabin along the aisle, four people formed a group, went downstairs to pick up the checked luggage, and then dragged it to the exit square.
At the exit square in the airport, there are already many people holding different signs to pick up the plane.
Garen sent a text message to the person arranged by his mother, no need to pick him up, then he glanced casually, and saw the pick-up person at Galliville University, a dark-skinned young girl, probably a senior from the school .
She didn't stand in the most conspicuous place, but stood alone in the corner on the right with a sign, and there was already a young white boy walking towards her.
Garen and Mike said goodbye and walked over there.
"Welcome new students! New handsome men and beautiful women!" The dark-skinned girl shouted towards Garen. "This is the pick-up point in Garyville, all freshmen please follow me! Don't get lost. We have transfers!"
Some boys and girls followed in twos and threes behind Garen. The tragedy is, apart from Garen, I didn't seem to see any other good-looking boys and girls. Among the dozen or so people, eight of them wear glasses, and they can't dress up just by looking at them. Type, the rest of the face is serious, and there is more or less a bookish atmosphere on his body.
"Freshman is like this, isn't there a good one who is like this?" The white boy who passed first seemed to be the pick-up person, and patted the dark-skinned girl on the shoulder with sympathy.
"well"
Then there was a simple team formation. After a group of people waited for a while, several people came over one after another. They all had the same nerdy appearance. It was not until there was no one at all that the dark-skinned girl led the team towards the outside of the airport. .
No one spoke to each other along the way, and each of these freshmen was silent, and even if someone wanted to speak, they were suppressed by the atmosphere of silence.
Garyville is the world-renowned top academic institution for medical and business studies. It has the world's number one business school and the top ten medical schools. The scores required for natural admission are all top scores without exception. This is the case for domestic students, not to mention foreign students. Many international students have to pass multiple assessments in China first, and only after breaking through can they find the opportunity to come to this top university. There are countless sweats and days and nights under the table lamp behind this. The nights are innumerable.
It can be said that no one in this group of people is a good stubbler, and any one who is pulled out is an absolute top student. Perhaps there will be a series of various national and international awards for their peers in terms of individual qualifications.
Garen was able to enter this school so easily, apart from his own top score, he undoubtedly had a bit of aura from his parents.
His qualifications are the least impressive of the group. The examiner who had come to Garyville even just quietly listened to him play a piece of violin, and then looked at his results, so he decided. Then went to drink with his father Emma
Counting him as the standard tall, rich and handsome among this group of people, being rich is not about being rich, but about being rich in terms of knowledge.
When I got on the white bus, there was silence in the car.
More than a dozen pairs of glasses stared at the dark-skinned senior sister with white light, and let her swallow what she originally wanted to say, so she had to sit down resentfully.
There is only the sound of humming cars along the way.
Obviously, not all freshmen like silence like this, but there is no doubt that this group of people just happens to be like this.
Garen glanced at the boy on his left. He had a mustache and sunken eye sockets, and he looked like a late-stage AIDS patient. He was playing with the little Rubik's Cube in his hand very intently. It was a fourth-order Rubik's Cube, which was a 4x4 grid on one side.
In his hands, the little Rubik's Cube returned to the monochromatic side for a while, and then became variegated again after a while.
"Do you like the Rubik's Cube? Do you want to try it?" The boy squinted at Garen, his eyes seemed a little contemptuous. In his opinion, most of the students who like to dress up and maintain themselves are just putting on airs. It won't do much.
After all, it takes energy and time to study things like grooming and maintenance. A person's time and energy are limited. If you spend too much here, you will naturally spend less there. He is an all-rounder, but at a higher level, he is just mediocre, and he only knows a little bit better than ordinary people in every aspect.
"I've never played this before." Garen took the Rubik's Cube in his hand.
He turned the messy Rubik's Cube left and right, twisted it, and clicked.
"Forehead"
Garen put the broken Rubik's Cube back into the boy's hand.
"I have relatively strong hands. I'm sorry about that."
The boy blinked, glanced at Garen, then at the Rubik's Cube in his hand, and swallowed. He originally thought that the other party would either solve the Rubik's Cube quickly, or be helpless, or think slowly.
The result was unexpected.
Garen was just not careful, he turned around twice, just found some ideas, and immediately collapsed as soon as he exerted force
He really didn't do it on purpose, because he fell into the state of completely treating himself as an ordinary person, and the moment he found his way of thinking, he unconsciously exerted force, a little bit stronger.
Silently stuffing the Rubik's Cube back, neither of them knew what to say.
"It's okay. Maybe it's a little worn out after I've been playing for a long time."
"Get out of the car and I'll give you the same one."
"No need, I have many more like this." The boy put away the broken Rubik's Cube.
Then the two fell into silence again, neither knowing what to say. .
(end of this chapter)