Chapter 274: Ordinary student

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The winter festival party is here.

The academy is full of celebration, and the students are temporarily relieved

from the tense learning state and enjoy the hard-won three-day vacation.

Colorful triangular flags are hung on the ropes, and these ropes are decorated

by the members of the clothing department under the "Crown of Seven Colors"

throughout the campus. Some circles made of frozen green branches and leaves

are also decorated in classrooms and corridors. These frozen green colors are

dark green. Fresh, with small orange or red berries between the branches and

leaves, very attractive.

This plant is evergreen all year round, blooms yellow flowers, and bears

fruits in winter. It has a beautiful meaning in the folklore of the Western

Continent, symbolizing'life and abundance'. Later, the Angel Church also

included it in the holy scriptures. A religious sacred object for publicity.

Although frozen greens are not widely distributed, it is not particularly

troublesome to cultivate. Nowadays, some gardeners and manors even specially

plant them for winter festivals, and everyone buys and hangs them.

"Wow, it's finally a holiday. It can be fun for three days." After stepping

out of the teaching hall, Alina cheered on the steps, and many students next

to her were also talking in low voices, and the air was filled with a touch of

joy.

Seeing Alina cheering and jumping without a lady, Letis shook her head

slightly, then turned around and asked, "Shall we go to the restaurant

tonight?"

"No, Bumantha said that their dormitory will cook a big meal today, so let's

go straight away." Lorrain Hill shook his head, and then stepped down the

steps to get close to Letis and Alena.

呲啦——

A black figure accidentally slipped off the steps, leaned forward and fell

onto the snow, then rolled down obliquely. His clothes were wrapped in the

snow and kept rolling. It was only 5-6 meters away that it hit Lorrain Hill.

Stop on the back foot.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry."

Frozen flushed fingers were on the ground, struggling to stand up, looking at

the black-haired and black-dressed girl in front of him, the young man who

fell and apologized in a hurry.

His complexion was pale, his eye bags had thick black shadows, and his eyes

were a little red and swollen. It seemed that he fell carelessly because of

poor sleep.

Suffered, he secretly said in his heart, looking at the appearance and

temperament of this classmate, it is estimated that which big family was born.

Not only did he almost bump into someone's house just now, but he also soiled

other people's clothes and skirts. There is nothing good to eat now. Up.

When he bowed his head apologizing, his gaze swept again, looking at the black

stockings soaked in sewage, he felt nervous again. "Sorry, I really didn't

mean it on purpose."

"It doesn't matter, pay more attention to rest, I'll go first." A soft voice

came from before him, and then those slender legs slowly left his field of

vision and disappeared into the snowy winter night.

Is that over? The young man looked at the girl's back in disbelief, put his

hat back on after a long time, and then moved on.

Perhaps in the eyes of Lorrain Hill, this is just a trivial matter, but it is

not the case in the world of Yvar. Even Emenas, aristocratic merchants, or

children born to large families, who advocate equality and mutual respect,

rarely interact with the low-level civilians.

Even in the same school and the same classroom, this invisible barrier still

exists. There are many reasons for this. Although some aristocratic parents

will teach their children to stay away from those commoners, what really

matters is the difference in their growth experiences, which makes it

difficult to have a common language.

In the eyes of the nobles, civilians do not abide by the rules, often commit

crimes of stealing and rape, and most of them have misbehaviors.

In the eyes of ordinary people, most nobles are clean and they don’t know the

sufferings of the world. Many rules are set in a direction that is beneficial

to the nobles. If ordinary people who have a hard life completely obey them,

they will inevitably lose a lot and violate certain regulations. It has become

commonplace.

In this way, in school life, most of the students from civilian backgrounds

will take care to avoid those ‘nobles’ and not to offend and disturb those

students with good backgrounds. If the other party is a good-looking big

family lady, then you have to pay more attention and keep your distance,

because you don't know whether some of your unintentional actions will be

jealous of secret suitors.

The children of the nobles have their own family backgrounds, and the common

people will inevitably apologize in a low voice. If they happen to be hated,

they may not have a peaceful life during school.

According to this young man, even if the young lady is kind-hearted and

unwilling to pursue it, with her face, it is inevitable that a few flower care

envoys will come out and take him with great interest. After all, you can't

expect sixteen seventy-seven. How sensible and calm are the year-old boys.

But today is exceptionally peaceful, and everything seems to be over

naturally.

Taking a breath and sighing for his good luck, the young man walked towards

the library.

In the far corner, a young man wearing a dark hat stood there and waved his

right hand. An entourage quickly walked in from behind and looked at the micro

badge on his uniform. He should be a third-grade student at Bridge Piers

College.

"To investigate the man, his name, origin, character, etc., as well as whether

it was accidental or intentional tonight, it is necessary to find out."

"Yes, Cousin Grace." The student left immediately after listening. Their noble

circles had their own methods and intelligence networks.

After his cousin left, Grace pulled off the brim of his hat and continued to

follow Lorrain Hill and his party far away.

Although Jaelanen did not succeed in pursuing Lorland Hill, it does not mean

that others can succeed. If this happens, Miss Lorland and others will become

lovers, and his life as a little brother will come to an end. .

At first Grace also thought that Jayran was on a whim. After all, Miss

Lorraine's appearance was truly beautiful, but Emenas had many beautiful

ladies, and maybe Jayran would soon have a new goal.

But who would have thought that his elder brother, one of the giants of the

future Verdant Empire, seemed to have moved his heart, and he hadn't forgotten

that girl for half a year.

This time made Grace pay more attention to it. If the future sister-in-law and

others run away without paying attention, then Jae Lanen's anger can be

imagined, and it is inevitable that he will not be affected.

Therefore, recently he began to inquire and follow up this mysterious black-

haired girl again.

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The young man who almost knocked down Lorrain Hill walked into the library,

found a quiet study room, and took out books and thick materials to prepare

for study.

The corners of the notebook are so worn out, you can see the gray material

inside. The pages are densely written with various words, and the handwriting

is both old and new. It seems to have been re-learned and summarized many

times.

Learning is not difficult~www.mtlnovel.com~ But if you want to be in the

forefront of Emenas, where geniuses are gathered, you have to spend a lot of

effort, knowledge, strength, and skills, none of which are indispensable.

The young man is not a talented person, and his background is not good. The

parents in the family are all civilians of the original Verga. Because of the

recent annexation of Frost Rose, some big families have fallen. This gave him

luck the opportunity to enter Egypt. The gate of Maynas.

He deeply understands how rare this opportunity is. It is hard work, hard

work, and seizing all opportunities for improvement. It has become commonplace

to stay up late. He wants to get ahead in school and strive for a bright

future for himself and his family.

Under the light yellow candlelight, a cheap quill pen was writing on the

paper, calculating, and the black oily cuffs also wiped the paper. Since he is

a student of magic sequence, the courses in alchemy and calculation are also

destined to spend more time and thoughts.

In this way, a pen, a lamp, and a figure of hard work did not sleep on the

desk until midnight and early in the morning, and on the book next to it, an

ordinary and popular name was revealed, Jack.

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