Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

It was still just dawn, and a girls' dormitory at Kassel College was still immersed in a deep sleep at night.

But in the dormitory with a faint fragrance, the quilt on a bed was arched a little, and a trace of light came from the gap in the quilt.

And under the quilt, a black-haired girl in pajamas was holding a pen and writing something in a notebook.

Use a desk lamp with warm light to illuminate the notebook in front of you.

After writing "Susie", she closed the notebook, then looked at the time again, turned off the lights and got up.

The first class was at 8:30 in the morning, and it was only a little after 7 now. It was just time to get up and wash up.

In the dormitory, the girl sleeping on the other side was not so stable.

Her mouth was slightly open, one hand was placed on her belly button, and the other hand was still holding the pen.

She didn't know when the quilt on her body was kicked away, and her long red hair, as messy as a witch's, spread out.

The whole person was at an angle of 45 degrees to the bed, and it was hard to tell how many times he had turned around.

"Guonuo... maybe he hasn't finished his homework yet..."

Susie helplessly helped her put up the quilt that was about to fall to the floor. Seeing that she had not woken up yet, she went to the bathroom and started washing herself.

After the cleaning was completed, she walked out of the bathroom while wiping her fair skin.

I happened to see Chen Motong sitting on the bed in a daze with sleepy eyes, and even the originally smooth long red hair had several strands sticking up.

He didn't seem to be fully awake yet, looking suspicious of life.

"Good morning, it's almost eight o'clock, get up quickly." Susie reminded her and sat back on her desk.

"Huh? Good morning..."

Chen Motong scratched his hair unconsciously, but when he noticed the pen in his hand, his sleepy eyes suddenly widened, and his drowsiness disappeared instantly.

She lowered her head and looked at the crumpled notebook beneath her, looking at the strokes that didn't look like handwriting or dog crawling.

Words such as "spiritual body", "spirit", "Emerald Jade Record", and "Yanling" can only be vaguely recognized.

"..."

Looking at the handwriting in front of her that she couldn't even recognize, she scratched her red hair in frustration: "Ahhh! What sins did I commit in my previous life? If I had known better, I wouldn't have chosen this course."

"Did you stay up so late yesterday and still not finish the homework given by Teacher Jiang?" Susie turned around and asked a little funny.

"It's all my fault that Caesar always drags me to hold parties!" Chen Motong said with a bitter look on his face, "Stop talking about this now, let me learn from it."

"You must have remembered what Teacher Jiang said, right?" Su Qian said with a straight face and a serious tone, "If you are found to have plagiarized homework, your performance score for the entire semester will be counted as zero."

"Oh, borrowing cannot be counted as plagiarism... Borrowing from... scholars, can it be considered as plagiarism?" Chen Motong rolled off the bed and said solemnly, "I will not leave the same, and I will definitely not be discovered. !”

And that homework is so difficult. It’s assigned on Friday and due on Wednesday. How can I do it on my own?

"I have always been a little confused. With your character, you would actually acquiesce to Caesar's pursuit."

Susie didn't care about the book that was taken away from her, and asked: "Did Caesar use his free day to 'not refuse the first girl he pursues, and to maintain a relationship for at least three months'?" "

Chen Motong sat in front of the table and asked with a sneer: "Do you think that guy would use this method to pursue girls with his personality?"

Susie looked away and did not give an answer.

Indeed, although she still didn't like Caesar, it was undeniable that he was a proud guy.

Since returning from Greenland, this noble prince has been doing all sorts of outrageous things.

As soon as the front foot became the president of the student union, the back foot immediately disbanded the dance department, and then used the power of the chairman to add a new department called the "Lace Girls Group" to the student union.

The people who join are all beautiful girls who are proficient in tango, ballet, Latin, classical dance and other dance styles. They wear a lace white skirt and have legs longer than Fingel's life.

The members who join the "Lace Girls Group" are all evaluated by the emperor...oh, all by the chairman himself at the Anbo Pavilion.

Everyone was shocked when they heard the news. They thought, are people no longer shy about sexual fetishes nowadays? I don't know, I thought it was Caesar's harem group.

This is simply enviable... extremely shameful!

The News Department under the Student Union made some sarcastic remarks, and Professor Manstein even criticized and attacked it.

In the original words of Professor Manstein: "The new official is so full of energy that he puts on his boots and raises his legs high! He has been flattering all the demons since ancient times, and here comes the clown to compete for the crown!"

It can be seen that Professor Manstein learned a lot of uncommon poems from Teacher Jiang, and his Chinese level has skyrocketed.

"When you said that, I suddenly regretted it."

Chen Motong suddenly tilted his head, squinted his eyes, like a crescent moon, and said with a strange smile: "There are three men's flowers in the college. One of them doesn't like me, one is too showy, and the last one seems to be a little bit weird." good."

"Although Chu Zihang never said it, I think he always thought you were a psychopath." Su Qian glanced at her and replied in a calm tone.

"Hey, hey, don't be so hurtful, I'm just joking."

Chen Motong kicked the chair back, poked Su Qian's shoulder, and said teasingly: "Who would be interested in a man with an ice cube face paralysis? My hands can't melt his heart."

"Shut up." After hearing the meaning of her words, Susie smiled angrily, "Take care of your Caesar."

"Tch! Who cares about him?" Chen Motong raised his hands back and stretched out his beautiful figure.

The dormitory fell into silence again, only the sound of writing furiously was left.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bells of the bell tower are still ringing melodiously, and the college has begun to revive, together with the birds standing on the branches outside and chirping together.

But compared to previous times, the bell rang later today.

It seems that the night watchman who rings the bell was hungover again last night.

Su Qian walked out of the dormitory slowly, while Chen Motong behind her was furious.

They both have classes this morning, and it's the same class as Jiang Shouyun.

When they walked to the door of the lecture theater where the class was about to start, many students looked at them as soon as they entered the classroom.

Because I arrived late, only the front row was left.

"Here! Here!"

Caesar, who was sitting in the first row, waved to Chen Motong, who could only sit in the front row of the classroom.