She Is Not a Witch Chapter 130: Ordinary students
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The winter festival party is here.
The academy is filled with an atmosphere of celebration, and the students are temporarily relieved from the stressful learning state and enjoy the hard-won three-day vacation.
Colorful triangle flags are hung on the ropes, and these ropes are decorated by the members of the clothing department under the "Crown of Seven Colors". The green color is deep green and fresh, and there are small orange or red berries between the branches and leaves, which is very attractive.
This plant is evergreen throughout the seasons, with yellow flowers and fruit in winter. It has a beautiful meaning in the folklore of the Western Continent. It symbolizes'life and abundance'. Later, the Angel Church also included it in the holy scriptures. Inside, as a religious holy artifact.
Although frozen greens are not widely distributed, it is not particularly troublesome to cultivate. Nowadays, some gardeners and manors even plant them specifically for winter festivals, and everyone buys and hangs them.
"Wow, it's finally a holiday. I can have a good time for three days." After stepping out of the teaching hall, Alina cheered on the steps, and many students next to him were also talking quietly, and the air was filled with a touch of joy. Feelings.
Lettis shook her head slightly, watching Alina cheering and jumping without a lady, then turned around and asked: "Will you go to the restaurant tonight?"
"No, Bumansha said that their dormitory will cook a big meal today, so let's go directly." Lorrain Hill shook his head, and then went down the steps to get close to Letis and Alina. Around.
Hey--
A black figure accidentally slipped off the steps, leaned forward and fell on 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 stopped on the back foot.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry."
Frozen red fingers rested 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 down hastily apologized embarrassedly.
The skin tone is pale, the bags under the eyes have thick black shadows, and the eyes are also a little red and swollen. It seems to be a careless fall caused by poor sleep.
Sad, 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 dresses. There is nothing wrong with this. The fruit is good.
As he bowed his head apologizing, his gaze swept again, looking at the black stockings soaked in sewage, he felt nervous again. "Sorry, I didn't mean it on purpose."
"It doesn't matter, usually pay more attention to rest, I will 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.
This, is it 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 Lorrain Hill's opinion, this is just a trivial matter, but it is not the case in Yvar World. 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, and most of them have improper conduct.
In the eyes of common people, most nobles are clean, and they don’t know the sufferings of the world. Many rules are set in the direction that is beneficial to the nobles. If the common people who have a hard life completely obey them, they will inevitably lose a lot and violate them. Certain regulations have also become commonplace.
In this way, in school life, most of the students from civilian backgrounds will pay attention to avoiding those ‘nobles’ and not to offend and disturb those students with good backgrounds. If the other party is a good-looking big family lady, you have to pay more attention and keep your distance, because you don't know if some of your unintentional actions will be jealous of secret suitors.
The children of the nobles have their own family protection, 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 eldest lady is kind-hearted and unwilling to pursue it, but with her face, it is inevitable that a few flower care envoys will come out and take him enthusiastically. After all, you can’t expect How sensible and composed are the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys.
But today is exceptionally peaceful, and everything seems to be over naturally.
Exhaling and sighing for his good luck, the young man walked towards the library.
In the corner of the distance, a young man in 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. It should be a third-grade student from Bridge Pier College. .
"To investigate the man, his name, origin, conduct, 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 group far away.
Although Jaylanen failed to pursue Lorrain Hill, it doesn’t mean that others can succeed. If this happens, Miss Lorland and others will become lovers. He who is a little brother will have a life. That's it.
At first, Grace also thought that Jayran was on a whim. After all, Miss Lorrain'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 sincerely, and he hadn't forgotten that girl for half a year.
This time, Grace can pay more attention to it. In case the future sister-in-law and others run away without paying attention, the anger of Jay Lanen can be imagined, and it is inevitable that she will not be affected.
So, recently he started 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 slightly quiet study room, and took out books and thick materials to prepare for study.
The edges and corners of the notebook are very worn, and the gray material inside can be seen. The pages of the book 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~IndoMTL.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 person of outstanding talents, 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 large families have fallen, which gave him luck. Walk into the gate of Emenas.
He deeply understands how rare this opportunity is. He works hard and struggles. He seizes 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, 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 hardworking figure 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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