Mage Joan

What the **** is this? !

Joan stared at the big oil painting in the bulletin board and scratched his head. His eyes were full of confusion. He had no memory of asking people to draw portraits...

Who painted this?

Didn't ask him to be a model, was it all drawn up with his brain?

Well, to be fair, the artist's technique is good, and the portraits are very expressive.

At this time, several students came out of the experiment building and saw Joan, as if they found some rare species, no matter they were familiar or not, they all ran and smiled and congratulated, "Aofa genius", "College light", "Academic stars" and other "tall hats" that don't need money, buckled his head one by one.

Joan covered her forehead, her face was hot, and she just wished to find a hole in it.

No wonder people walked on the road just now, and everyone peeped at him with strange eyes. It turned out that the culprit was this good news.

The awards were certainly happy, but Joan didn’t expect the college to propagate the news of the awards so vigorously. For such an introverted shy person, this kind of vigorous publicity is like giving him a blow, causing a fatal crit.

Just now, Joan also felt that the campus was extremely kind, and returning to school was like going home, but at this moment his mindset was reversed 180 degrees-

Don't stop me, I will run away from home!

"Congratulations, good brother! It's not easy. The first year won the Rising Star Award, and the prize is 10,000 gold Durga!"

Angel was happy as if he had won the prize.

"Let's go to the bar and celebrate!"

Ryan also offered a rare offer to drink alcohol, you know, this guy is always drunk.

Joan thought about it with his head in his head. Instead of showing the crowd at the entrance of the college, looking at the good news that made him embarrassed to die, he might as well invite the two friends to get drunk and to encourage others. Maybe you won't feel ashamed.

However, at this moment, the magic wave suddenly set off in front of me, and a ball of red light appeared.

Joan grabbed the ball of light and read the letter. Afterwards, he angered Angel and Ryan and apologized: "Sorry, the instructor asked me to go to the lab to get the bonus."

"Then go quickly!" Angel said happily. "The "Rising Star Award" has a prize of 10,000 gold Durga. Don't forget to invite you back!"

"Okay, see you later."

Joan said goodbye to the two friends. Under the strong onlookers, he hurried through the crowd hurriedly, climbed the steps, and entered the experiment building.

Joan sighed in relief when he got into the "wind-operated ladder" leading to the upper level and returned to the state of being alone.

Soon after arriving outside the door of Moriarty's laboratory, Dooer ran out without waiting for him to knock on the door and gave him a warm hug with a smile.

"Mr. Vader, congratulations on winning the Rising Star Award! Come in, the host is ready to make sparkling wine."

The warm fragrance in his arms made Joan's heart tremble slightly, but soon recovered his composure, thanking Duoer softly, walking to the instructor, and hugging Professor Moriarty who was smiling all over. The teacher and the student hugged each other tightly, and their hearts were filled with emotion, all in their words.

It took a long time before Professor Moriartie patted Joan on the shoulder and said with relief: "When the old man Franklin forced me to enroll, I didn't expect there will be today...Joan, I have made some in my life Academic achievements, but there are no achievements that make me prouder than you, a student."

"Teacher, you're too much a prize..." Joan couldn't help but flush his eyes.

Professor Moriarty smiled and turned to open the drawer and took out a blue bronzing hard cover certificate and handed it to him.

Qiao An took the award certificate and opened it. It also contained a cash check issued by the "Bay Business", with a neat five-digit number. It looked really comfortable!

Professor Moriarty poured two glasses of amber sparkling wine, one of which was handed to his students.

"Joan, won the annual Rising Star Award, what do you think?"

"Of course I am very happy, but it's a little embarrassing..."

Joan took a sip of wine and couldn't help complaining to the teacher.

When he came back, he was surrounded by people. The bulletin board in front of the experiment building also posted good news and his portrait, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"You are the third student in our college to win the Rising Star Award and the youngest among all the winners. It is reasonable for the school to make some publicity. There is nothing embarrassing." Professor Moriati After shaking the wine glass with rich bubbles, he said: "According to the practice, during the summer vacation, the five famous schools affiliated with the Austrian Law Society will organize a theme lecture for the winners of the annual Rising Star Award. You see yourself in the school All the good news is bashful, what can I do if I go to the major schools to give lectures?"

For the first time, Joan heard that the winners were going to give lectures at major schools. Imagine standing on the stage and giving a speech. There were hundreds of strange listeners sitting underneath. He felt his scalp tingle and even felt a suffocation.

"Anyway, this is a rare honour. You go back and prepare your speech, and take the time to practice your words. At the very least, you need to write your name beautifully. After all, there is a signature link after the speech. The 14-year-old winner of the Rising Star Award is still a handsome young man. I dare say that you are indispensable to groups of admirers at any university. Keep your signature and sign sour."

Professor Moriarty wanted to say a few lively words in a lively atmosphere, but before he heard the words, he noticed that his students were pale, and there was dense sweat on his forehead. He immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Tutor, you must have been joking just now? The signature and the admirer or something... are you cheating me, right?" Joan shook his hand holding the glass slightly.

Professor Moriarty looked at him, and there was sympathy in his eyes. He was silent for a long time and shook his head: "Sorry, Joan, I really did not joke this time. In fact, how popular you are at famous schools, only It will be more enthusiastic than what I just described. You must be mentally prepared. Academic stars are also stars. As a public figure, you should be accustomed to facing the crowd's attention calmly."

"Teacher, I can't do this!" Joan's head was about to explode, and he begged eagerly: "Tutor, I don't want to participate in these activities, what tour speeches, what signatures, I don't like it, I can't figure it out. , Does this have anything to do with my academic or scientific research work?"

"Frankly, these social activities have nothing to do with your academic and scientific research, but Joan, don't you want to be a celebrity?" Professor Moriarty looked at his students and told him meaningfully, " This is the price of fame."

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