If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 89 Afternoon Tea

Eat well in the morning, eat well in the middle, and eat less in the evening.

This is Lin Xian's kind instruction to his brother. It is not healthy to drink afternoon tea on an empty stomach, so Chevrolet did not go directly to the principal's office, but passed by the student cafeteria halfway.

When Lin Nian walked into the cafeteria, it was like a great man inspecting the troop meals. All the students stood up and saluted him, and then I don't know which of the two cadres applauded. The applause almost lifted the ceiling of the cafeteria. Lin Nian even saw someone knocking on the plate with a rice spoon.

Seeing Lin Nian walking towards the meal point, the queues automatically separated into two lanes. The students crowded him to the window. When the meal aunt saw Lin Nian's face, she couldn't help showing an expression of approval, she nodded three times, and then I took two pork knuckles with sauce and gave him no money, saying they were given by the cafeteria, just to congratulate the hero on his triumphant return.

What a triumphant return to send pork knuckles.

Lunch has arrived, but Lin Nian is a little stunned with the two pig knuckles. Walking in the cafeteria, people come up to shake his hand from time to time. Shaking, everyone looked at him with pious eyes, the senior brothers were automatically downgraded to younger brothers, and the senior sisters turned into loyal fans, and they almost wrote the phone number in his palm with lipstick Lin Xian on the side was broken.

"You have truly become a celebrity now. The Night Watchmen Forum said that you have perfectly proved the level of 'S' level in this mission. Actual combat is the only true knowledge to test purity. Now a large number of people regard you as the future leader of the secret party. , Destiny's dragon slayer, I feel like I'm going to give you a statue in the Hall of Valor." Back at the Chevrolet, Lin Xian explained to Lin Nian.

"Statue? Have they ever seen a dragon slayer carry two pig knuckles?" Lin Nian's eyes widened: "Is it necessary to exaggerate just for a mission, this school is really a believer who respects the strong? It seems that there are still a few girls picking my palm just now, making me so itchy!"

"Destiny Dragon Slayer also wants to eat." Lin Xian scratched his eyebrows, which were drawn like a moon: "About the girl, it's probably because of the photo on the Night Watch Forum. Recently, you should be careful when you go out. , don't bring girls you don't know back to the dormitory, although you are very popular now, but you are still underage, although your sister and I advocate free love, I still have to check this link for you."

"Wait, what photo?" Lin Nian could smell the key information keenly.

"Have you never been on the Night Watch Forum during the mission?" Lin Xian reached out and took Lin Nian's phone, and while driving with one hand, he glanced at the screen, pressed it a few times, and handed it back to him: "The school is crazy."

Lin Nian glanced at it and then petrified it. It was a fine post on the Night Watch Forum. The title was three words "Sleeping Beauty". On the first floor, he lost a photo without saying any nonsense. Keywords: windows, Boy, take a nap.

"Who the hell shot me to sleep during the mission?" Lin Nian almost shattered the screen.

"I don't know, the pixels are not high, it seems to be a frame captured by a pinhole camera video." Lin Xian said, "Many girls now use this photo as a screen saver, but unfortunately I use PHS, otherwise I would also By the way, I already said that you have the potential to turn over that Caesar Gattuso when you put on makeup, you see, you are half a year later than him and you still become a public lover."

Lin Nian quickly flipped through the forum to find the ID of the owner who posted the photo. When he saw the ID, he was an old acquaintance.

"Damn Fingal, why is it you again." Lin Nian didn't understand how this bitch managed to get these things from the expatriate assignment of the Executive Department. their spies?

"It's a good thing, it's a good thing, and now there are many people calling for you to participate in the Academy Star competition." Lin Xian said with a smile.

"What's that?"

"Huh talent competition? But I heard that the vice-principal of the star of the college has intervened in being elected as a judge in recent years, but it has some beauty pageant meaning in it."

"Isn't the vice-principal a man?" Lin Nian had no reason to feel a chill.

"I'm a man, and I like you too. The vice-principal has a sub-word. If you want unspoken rules, you must have the principal's words." Lin Xian glanced at Lin Nian and smiled. The latter threw her a hygiene ball. Ignore her.

From time to time, Chevrolet stopped in front of a two-story building not far from the Hall of Valor. A large number of trees surrounded the building, the walls were covered with ivy, and dead leaves fell in front of the door and no one was cleaned. Compared with the principal's office, The place is more like a rundown garage.

"arrive?"

"It's here, let's go in." Lin Xian watched Lin Nian open the car door, open the umbrella, and get out: "If you have something to call, the rain will probably fall for a while, and I have to pick up Mandy from get out of class."

"Go shopping together again?" Lin Nian asked while holding an umbrella.

"What are you shopping for in this weather? You are going to watch Japanese dramas in her bedroom." Lin Xian waved his hand.

When Lin Nian closed the car door and the Chevrolet drove into the heavy rain, Lin Nian shook his head and sighed, holding an umbrella in one hand and the other. Carrying a plastic bag containing pork knuckles, he walked to the door of the second-story building. There was a retro bronze bell on the door. Lin Nian hesitated for a while and then rang the copper bell rhythmically.

After a while, Lin Nian heard Angers' voice from inside the door in the rain:

"Lin Nian? Come in."

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Lin Nian pushed open the door of the principal's office, the door was unlocked, and it seemed that he was already ready to welcome the guests.

After entering the door, the first thing Lin Nian did was not to find Angers, but couldn't help but look around at the quaint bookshelves extending to the dome and the dazzling collection of books.

The first and second floors of the entire two-story building were opened, surrounded by bookshelves. There were no windows on the walls. The stairs spiraled up and scattered among the bookshelves. The only window looking up at the dome was in the center of the ceiling. It was a skylight. Too bright light entered the room, and the red squirrels huddled in the corners of the bookshelves and hibernated quietly.

Under the skylight on the top floor, Angers sat at the table with a collection of books in his hand and looked down at Lin Nian at the door: "It's very early, did you come as soon as you got back to the academy?"

"Hello, Principal." Lin Nian nodded slightly, walked up the stairs leading to the top floor, and said as he walked, "I didn't come here directly, and I went to the cafeteria halfway."

"Do you still like the food in the cafeteria? I'm quite satisfied with the cooking skills of our school's chef." Angers smiled as he looked at Lin Nian who came up slowly.

"Pork knuckles are pretty good." Lin Nian answered honestly. After all, he ate the most pork knuckles for so long in the school, and it was thanks to a guy in the dormitory who was very fond of cannibalism.

"It seems that you like German food. I remember your roommate Fingel is German. I think he has something in common with you." Angers closed the book and looked at Lin Nian who was walking up the top floor.

"Does the principal remember every student's name?" Lin Nian was a little surprised that someone like Angers could remember the name of a piece of scrap wood so clearly.

"When you're old, your memory is useless. You can change it from the past. Now you can only remember the names of some outstanding students." Angers folded his hands on his knees and watched Lin Nian come to the table Side: "Fingal used to be an 'A' grade student, not much worse than you and Caesar. You are one of my proud students."

Lin Nian paused for a while. During the days in the dormitory, he had always heard Fingal bragging about the glory days of the past. He only thought that the other party was bragging. If it seems absurd, the waste material also has a great time, and everyone has such a little unknown past.

"What about him now?"

"I was injured on an assignment." Ang nodded his head: "The work of the executive department is very dangerous, I think you should have a deep understanding of this."

The corner of Lin Nian's mouth pursed slightly. For a moment, he remembered the big white winged figure and the iron blue figure in the corridor. He nodded: "It seems that everyone has had a difficult time."

"Fingal's time was particularly difficult, but now it seems that he has survived, and he is alive and well," said the principal.

"It's very interesting. Every night I try to rub my supper every night, and I can't wait to get the bone marrow out of the pork knuckle that I buy one get one free." Lin Nian put his hand on the chair in the table and asked with his eyes. Angers, the principal stretched out his hand with a smile, but it's okay to sit.

"Did you bring me lunch? Pork knuckle with sauce? It's really bothersome." Angers was a little surprised to see the plastic bag that Lin Nian put on the table when he sat down.

"No, this is my lunch. My sister said that drinking tea on an empty stomach is not good." Lin Nian raised his forehead.

"Two pork knuckles are a bit boring from the perspective of dietary structure. It is recommended to eat more vegetarian food. It is also very important to keep in shape as an 'S' class." The principal smiled.

"No, this is actually the headmaster of the cafeteria, you eat? I can give you one." Lin Nian was too tired to explain.

"I ate it earlier." Angers waved his hand casually to reject the good intention: "I think we should get to the point."

"Correct?"

"Correct."

Angers stood up, walked to a corner, and opened the mahogany tea cabinet. Hundreds of tea tins were quietly placed and the scents intertwined, giving off a strange tea fragrance.

"We're having afternoon tea now, and the main topic is of course drinking tea." Angers raised his hand to pick out a tea can or two, and seemed a little dissatisfied and put it back: "What would you like to drink? Wuyiyan or gold inlaid jade?"

"Principal, with all due respect, you know my previous family environment. My favorite tea is buckwheat." Lin Nian said.

"Tartary buckwheat tea? Yes, I like its unique wheat fragrance." Unexpectedly, Angers reached out a tin can from the tea cabinet with nods, and went to the table to mix two spoons of black tartary buckwheat. Put it into the prepared bone china cup, pour hot boiling water, and the aroma of tea spreads over the edge of the table in an instant: "It is specially harvested in the alpine region at an altitude of 2500 meters in Liangshan, China. The appearance is top-notch, and the drink is top-notch."

"Principal, your collection is really extensive." Lin Nian looked at Angers who put the tin can back into the tea cabinet: "The bitter buckwheat I'm talking about is usually the free all-you-can-drink on the street."

"Occasionally drinking some good ones is also beneficial. Not drinking it doesn't mean anything, because there will always be time to touch these new things in the future, and there will be a lot of time to like them and play with them." Angers sat back with his hands folded. He tilted his legs at the table and raised his head slightly to look at him: "Are you interested in talking about something with this old man while you are waiting for the tea to be served? Lin Nian."

"What are we talking about?" Lin Nian sniffed. In fact, the smell of pork knuckles in a plastic bag was stronger than the smell of tea on the table. He regretted bringing it to the principal's office.

"For example, some details of this war practice class." Angers said lightly: "And your words."

Lin Nian raised his head, and his attention suddenly fell on Ang Ge's quiet line of sight amid the mist.

(End of this chapter)