Why is my elf so weird?

Jinling City No. 1 Elf Middle School, Principal’s Office.

While the principals of other schools were handling official duties, what was the principal of No. 1 Middle School, Toichi, doing?

The answer is, he is fishing.

"Principal Toichi, the National Day holiday will be in two days, and school has already started for a month. It's time to promote a few of these new students to become advanced trainers..."

"Ah."

"Principal Toichi, and more..."

"Huh? Why the hell are you doing? Why can this be done with CT scan? Why!!"

After a while of roaring, Toichi calmed down. He put down the red and blue game console in his hand, raised his head and looked at the embarrassed vice principal standing in front of him. Then he coughed twice and asked pretending to be calm: "Well, where were you talking about?"

The vice-principal suppressed his desire to complain and said with a smile, "I said... we should look for candidates for advanced trainers among these new students."

"Oh, I understand this matter. I will take care of it. You can go out and do your own business first. Don't come in if you have nothing to do."

After sending the vice principal away with a few casual words, Toichi picked up the game console on the table again.

However, just two minutes after the vice-principal left the office, the door opened again, interrupting Toichi's thoughts as he was immersed in the game world.

"I'm not saying don't come in if you have nothing to do..." Teng's eyes twitched. He raised his head and was about to complain, but the person who came in was not the vice principal.

With short black hair, dark red pupils, and a black formal suit, this man, also dressed in black, looked at Touichi quietly without speaking.

The two men in black stared at each other for several minutes before the man said, "Okay, your game should have been lost due to timeout."

"Fuck?!"

Teng Yi suddenly reacted and looked down. Sure enough, the gray "lose" and the declining score appeared extremely dazzling on the screen.

"You are so vicious! How could there be such a vicious person!"

Toichi turned off the game console in his hand and said to the man with a grief-stricken expression.

The man was unmoved, pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat down.

Toichi also retracted his painful expression, leaned back on the office chair, raised his calves, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the man: "How about a Hanako?"

"You know I don't smoke."

"Tch, it's boring."

Fujiichi took back his cigarette, shook it, and shook out a handful of lime from the pipe.

The man's eyes twitched, but he didn't pay attention: "I'm here to talk about business."

"Of course I know you're here to talk about business. Don't you always come to me to talk about business? Could it be that you still come to me to chat about family matters?" Teng choked the man with one sentence, "Well, this time, What do you want to do with me, Xiaojie?"

The man whom Toichi called Xiaojie didn't beat around the bush and answered directly: "I'm not looking for you, it's the old man who is looking for you, but he doesn't want to see you. The original words are, 'Looking at that face, I want to stuff him Freezer', so you asked me to bring you a message."

Toichi's hands shook.

"That old man? What is he looking for me for? Want to feed me poison again? Or do you want to put explosives in my chair? Let me declare in advance that these things are of no use to me."

"What kind of devil do you think the old man is..." Xiaojie's eyes twitched, and he stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat, "Didn't he become the principal of the highest elf academy in Aurous Hill some time ago? He wants this new generation of Jin Gao and You newcomers from No. 1 Middle School are having a friendly exchange game.”

Teng Yi leaned back and raised the corners of his mouth: "No, no, didn't he read the file? How many of the previous Jin Gao newcomers can compare to our No. 1 Middle School? Don't be like a bunch of people who haven't even memorized attribute restraint. You kid, let me tell you, our No. 1 Middle School has three monsters this year, does he really want to fight No. 1 Middle School?"

The highest elf school in Jinling, although the name is "highest", it also has a history of more than a hundred years. It was once the university with the highest education level and overall student strength in Jinling City. After the political reform, the high school department was added, and its strength is Yes, but compared with No. 1 Middle School, the "supernova" in colleges and universities, it is still far behind.

Teng Yi expressed that he was quite confident. Xin Yun, Zhu Qianqu, and Chen Nuo were all rare monster newcomers in No. 1 Middle School. Any one of them could defeat the entire Jingao.

Faced with Touichi's confidence, Xiaojie shook his head and said seriously: "Mr. Touichi, this Jingao freshman has a monster among monsters... I have also watched your rookie league, that's all Let me tell you, your top four players, no...even the champion, that Xin Yun, could not survive five rounds in the hands of this newcomer from Jin Gao."

Teng Yiyi's smile froze and his face became serious. He knew that Xiaojie in front of him never lied, but he still didn't believe that such a newcomer would appear in Jin Gao: "Kill Xin Yun in five rounds? When did you learn to joke?"

Xiaojie took out a file and threw it on Teng Yi's desk: "You will know after you read it."

Fujiichi picked up the file doubtfully and read line by line, his brows furrowing more and more as he read.

"Why, promise?"

When Teng Yi read the entire file, Xiaojie asked again: "In the four-on-four team competition, the outcome will be decided in one round. We will fight in Jingao. If you agree, I will go back and let the old man set the time."

Teng Yi put down the file and pondered for a long time. His frown slowly relaxed and he smiled: "Four versus four? I'll take it. The time will be October 8th. Go back and talk to the old man. If you don’t have time, change the time.”

"I, Toichi, will never give in! Even my father-in-law will never give in!"

……

Meanwhile, the cafeteria.

Xin Yun looked at Zhu Qianqu, who was crowded next to her, eating rice expressionlessly, Qing Lan who was opposite her with an unclear smile, and the members of Class 9 who were casting gossipy glances at the next table. Sorry, my eyelids are twitching wildly.

It has been a few days since he and Zhu Qianqu became friends. On the surface, Zhu Qianqu has not changed much, but whenever he has time, he pokes Xin Yun on Penguin. After class, he will see more than a dozen messages... Go to the cafeteria During the meal, Zhu Qianqu no longer squeezed into the two-person seat in the corner. Instead, he changed his normal behavior and dragged Xin Yun to the four-person seat to eat, and made sure to sit on the side with him.

Although Xin Yun knew very well that Zhu Qianqu only regarded herself as an important friend, but...

Others don’t know!

As early as the match between Qinglan and Zhu Qianqu in the rookie league, Qinglan's slip of the tongue caused most of Class 893 to have various speculations about the relationship between Xin Yun and Zhu Qianqu. Now it's like this As soon as I did it, it became even more unclear.

Moreover, the two people's names for each other are still very ambiguous... In Japanese, it seems normal to just call each other by their first names, but in Chinese, calling others this way, isn't this something only couples in love would do? This time, I completely jumped into the Yellow River and couldn’t clean myself up.

When Xin Yun was about to suffer from the embarrassment of cancer due to being stared at by these eyes, his and Zhu Qianqu's illustrated books rang at the same time.

……