The beginning of the dragon race on the Maybach

Chapter 18 No matter how hard you try, you can't compare to having good parents
VIP Dining Bar on the [-]th Floor Executive Floor of Regent Hotel
"It's so slow~"

Chen Hongjian was lying on the dining table playing with a pen with an ebony case, his gaze followed the rotation of the pen holder.

This is his lucky pen.

In some respects, Chen Hung-chien is very superstitious, this pen is custom-made, and he has used it for 11 years.

One side of the end of the pen was engraved with Hongjian Yu wood, and the other side was engraved with "Listen to the dragon's chant". As long as he held this pen, Chen Hongjian never worried about any exams.

Chu Zihang still sat there with that paralyzed look.

"Waiter, what do you want to drink?"

Chen Hongjian was a little thirsty after waiting, so he stretched out his hand to call for the waiter who was standing erect.

"Black tea, green tea and dark tea, which one do you want?"

"Cola."

The waiter who had just placed the teacups on the table gave Chen Hongjian a surprised look.

Chen Hongjian thought the waiter hadn't heard clearly, so he repeated again: "A can of Coke."

Immediately he added: "Ice, Pepsi and not Coca-Cola!"

The waiter quickly brought a can of Pepsi that was freezing, and there was still a layer of moisture around the tin can.

Chen Hongjian took the Coke, pulled the tab skillfully, asked the waiter for a wet towel, dipped it in some hot water, and briefly wiped the mouth of the can.

There are many microorganisms on the mouth of the can. According to scientific research, the number of microorganisms on the mouth of the can wiped with wet wipes is the least, followed by washing with water, and the sterilization effect of wiping with paper towels is the weakest.However, the cans treated by the three treatment methods are much cleaner than the untreated cans.

Chu Zihang wanted to laugh when he saw this, Chen Hongjian was really a contradictory person.

I don't like drinking tea, I don't like cars, and I don't have any requirements for clothing. The quality of clothing is extremely poor, and I basically wear sportswear or short-sleeved ball pants.

But he is very particular about sneakers and diet. He is obviously informal most of the time, but he has serious cleanliness in some aspects.

With a sound of "ding", the door of the direct elevator opened, and the majestic four walked in.The leader is a middle-aged man wearing an iron mask, the other two are the handsome men and beautiful girls Ye Sheng and Jiude Yaji who came to "literate" them last time, and a girl with a ponytail.

"There are some things I need to deal with just now, and I am late."

The middle-aged man walked up to the two of them and held out his hand.

"The executive director of the Kassel Academy, von Schneider."

The two got up and shook hands.

"Chu Zihang."

"Chen Hongjian."

The ponytail girl on the side said, "My name is Wan Qianbo, and I'm in charge of testing your bloodlines."

After saying that, Wan Qianbo narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them, and then at Schneider after two or three seconds.

"Professor Schneider, it is basically confirmed that they are of A-level blood. The specific rating depends on the results of the 3E exam."

Schneider nodded: "You go back first."

Wan Qianbo didn't reply either, she turned around and walked into the elevator to leave.

Chen Hongjian glanced at Wan Qianbo's leaving back. He had such a small supporting role in his mind.It's just that he seems to feel a trace of dissatisfaction and jealousy from the other party?

As the elevator doors closed, Wan Qianbo sat down on the ground, a few tears flowed from her eyes, and she gently rubbed her eyes through the eyelids.

Her speech spirit is blood tie Luo, she is sensitive to dragon bloodlines, she can quickly find dragon bloodlines, and can even roughly judge the bloodline level as the number of times increases.

The two young people just now almost overloaded her speech ability.

If she, who has a C-level blood, is like a firefly in the dark night among the crowd, then the light on the two young people just now is simply two super high-wattage incandescent lamps in the dark night.

The coercion transmitted from them through the blood tie was also magnified several times, almost making her prostrate on the ground on the spot.

Wan Qianbo sat on the ground and smiled wryly.

She does not come from the Dragon Slaying family in China, her parents are ordinary people like Chen Hongjian, and they are real ordinary people, and her family conditions are also average, they only guarantee three meals a day.

The sudden admission notice broke her life, let her see the real world, and began to experience the feeling of superiority.

But when she officially entered Kassel College, she finally realized that her status in Kassel College was not even as high as that of normal people in society.

Although there are not many A-level students in the academy, there are quite a few B-level students, let alone countless C-level students.And Wan Qianbo, even among the C-level students, was still in the middle and lower reaches.Whether it is close combat or long-range shooting, she is the group that is near the bottom.

When she saw Chu Zihang and Chen Hongjian, she seemed to have returned to the feeling she had when performing tasks with the seniors of the Lionheart Club. burden.

If it weren't for the fact that her speech spirit was blood-bound, she would not be qualified to perform missions with those seniors, and it would be impossible for her to have a place in the executive department.

Now the two boys who came out of nowhere also have such a strong bloodline.

Sure enough, society is still so realistic.

Her end point is still hundreds of thousands of miles away from others' start point.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't compare to having good parents.

It's really enviable.

Wan Qianbo's eyes once again shed tears.

The elevator door opened, and she refused the concern and tissue from the waiter at the door, stared at the waiter with a hint of coercion, and forced the waiter to stand still at the elevator door, and the girl walked out of the hotel with a flick of her ponytail.

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PS: Everyone, pay attention to your health, the author has already fallen on the hospital bed and his limbs are weak. QAQ is still the kind of typing and writing. Please give me a ticket and collect it, please~
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