The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

Shen Mian sat up from the bed.

The artificial light source outside the window is simulating the warm and bright sunlight in the morning.

ten o'clock in the morning.

Shen Mian looked at his left hand in confusion, jumped out of bed in a daze, and opened the door desperately.

On the sofa outside the bedroom, Ah Ying was reading a natural history magazine. Shenmian cat sneaked over and found that he was introducing the difference between a kind of scary bug and another kind of scarier bug. He immediately turned away indifferently.

She went to the dressing room, the door was slightly open, and while changing clothes in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, she chatted with Shen Ying: "I got up late, did something happen?"

The pajamas of gold thread and white silk were piled on the back of the chair, and the tight-fitting and smooth combat uniform was put on by Shen Mian with ease.

"In the morning, a man knocked on the door and asked for the serial number of the optical brain. He also asked us if we wanted to participate in the freshman fraternity party."

Shirts, trousers...

Shen Mian tied his tie in confusion: "Does the school have regulations that require this thing?"

"No," Shen Ying's voice paused, "So I refused and they were very unhappy."

"Good rejection, who is from the same hometown as them?" Shen Mian sneered, "You haven't entered school yet, what's the point of friendship?"

Don't you just want to form a small group to rank based on seniority?

If you want to gain a sense of presence, just find two big starships in a live broadcast room. Many people will praise you. What excuse is there?

Shen Mian ran a comb through his hair, but felt very unhappy: "What else did these people do? Did they say anything unpleasant? You don't like to talk, don't say anything when you are bullied, I will teach them how to behave."

"Fortunately, it's all nonsense. In the middle of the conversation, an SSS came. When they asked me if I was D, they quickly went to find him for a 'reunion'."

Shen Mian mocked: "Virtue."

Finally just need a jacket to go out...

Shen Mian's hand just touched the loose motorcycle-style jacket that he usually wears. He moved his fingers and replaced it with the sand-colored long windbreaker next to him.

Representing the logo of a famous empire designer, a golden feather hangs down and sways slightly.

She turned out and said to Shen Ying, "Let's go to the cafeteria for breakfast."

Shen Ying put aside his great work of studying ugly bugs and reminded calmly: "Their party venue is in the cafeteria, and they probably haven't left yet."

Shen Mian showed a sneer smile: "It's not because of the vinegar, I don't want to make dumplings yet."

……

Jerboa, in the cafeteria, with more than a dozen people sitting around a table, is the nascent Vanity Fair.

Several people were surrounding a girl to persuade her to drink.

"You still have to shirk cocktails. Are you sensible? If you, an S-class civilian like you, go to Changjuntai in the future and are unfamiliar with the place, without the help of fellow villagers, you will be bullied to death."

"That's right, I asked you to drink because you look good. Why don't you ask someone else?"

"You have to cherish the opportunity. It is said that there is a shortage of men in Changjuntai. When you go there, women will rush to you and put on airs, but no one will pay for it, haha!"

The girl looked embarrassed and hesitantly picked up the wine glass. As soon as she brought it to her lips, she heard cheers:

"Drink one! Drink one!"

The aristocratic boy sitting at the top, who seemed to be the leader, was absent-minded. He quietly left the drinking party and came to the boy in white who was isolated from the crowd.

The boy quietly stared at the large projection screen that served as background music.

The noble boy leaned over with a smile: "Is the food here not to your taste?"

The boy in white has long hair with a dreamy gradient of pink and white, and sapphire blue eyes. What is particularly peculiar is that his pupils are actually four-sided stars. Needless to say, his face is not aggressive and slightly childish. He is so beautiful and moving that the combination of these elements makes him almost unlike a real person.

But his expression was quite cold and distant: "I haven't eaten, so I don't know."

The noble boy choked and looked at the hem of the cloak of the boy in white before calming down.

The family crest on the lapel is the emblem of the Duke Samuel family, the oldest noble family in the empire.

From the laces of the cloak, a golden feather hung down, swaying slightly.

Such potential and such family background are things he cannot afford to offend at all.

"Before I have time to introduce myself, I am the son of Earl Hunter. My family territory is..."

Little Samuel's eyes didn't shift at all, and he said coldly: "What does your name have to do with me?"

Little Hunter's expression changed, but he still insisted on humiliating himself: "Without your family's glory..."

Little Samuel replied coldly: "My family, what does it have to do with you?"

"..."

Little Hunter was so angry that he didn't dare to vent his anger. He returned to the wine table and squeezed the wine glass loudly, and immediately decided to find someone to vent his anger on.

"What's the origin of that D class who didn't come today? Lu Ying, Lu Ying...it sounds like a commoner's name at first glance. She's shameless, so there's no need to be polite to her. This kind of person will be given to us in District 37 even in Changjuntai. Shame on you, tonight... teach her a lesson..."

"You are the eldest son of an earl and a SS. You have to teach this lowly untouchable a lesson with your own hands. I have dirty your hands. I will definitely capture her tonight and kowtow to you to apologize. If you want to do something else..."

Before the thugs around him could complete the details of the bullying.

The long-closed door to the cafeteria suddenly opened.

At the wine table, as long as one person starts to turn his head, everyone will look towards the door.

The young man with short brown-black hair and dark skin who came in first was "Lu Ying" who had rejected them without mercy this morning.

Her eyes glanced coldly and deeply at the wine table, then looked back.

The bitch quickly flattered little Hunter: "Someone must have told her your identity. She was in a hurry to apologize. It's too late! Just wait, I have to make her make a fool of herself!"

As soon as he stood up ready to stand up, he was slapped back to the chair by little Hunter beside him.

The dog-legged boy looked at little Hunter, only to see him looking towards the door, looking a mixture of astonishment, fear, and hesitation.

Everyone at the table was also stunned.

The black-haired boy who followed him in was undoubtedly outstanding in appearance and superior in temperament.

However, what stole everyone's attention was the golden feather falling from her sandy trench coat.

I don't know who murmured: "SSS, wait..."

This is a supernatural creation issued by Changjuntai Military Academy to freshmen SSS and other freshmen. It can resist most supernatural damage. It is said to be a protective measure to prevent terrorists from carrying out sneak attacks when freshmen enter school.

However, the greatest use of golden feathers has evolved into proof of identity.

The two teenagers walked side by side towards the wine table.

The relationship is intimate and self-evident.

No one spoke at the wine table, and no one encouraged them to drink. Everyone just stared blankly at them as they approached, without saying a word.

Most of the people at the wine table had actively and passively participated in the morning "sweeping the floor".

They all witnessed how little Hunter and the bitch sarcastically mocked "Lu Ying" as being impersonal, ungrateful, and generally had a weird personality. Even a D class would dare to enter Changjuntai.

Even those who were forced to join the Fellows Association felt somewhat inexplicably uncomfortable with "Lu Ying".

We are all the geniuses of Class S and Class SS, and yet we have to compromise with the nobles. Why can you, Class D, refuse so decisively and without any mercy?

Who would have thought that this D class could actually stand side by side with SSS class.

You know, you know, the entire Changjuntai Military Academy only recruited five SSS this year!

Except for little Hunter, everyone's thoughts were pretty much the same at this moment, including embarrassment, complaint, and a little bit of schadenfreude.

What will this SSS say?

ridicule? Ridicule? Or a threat?

However, nothing.

The two of them passed by them without looking away, as if they were just a group of ordinary and strange diners.

They walked to a small table next to the dining room and sat down.

The sound of discussing what to eat soon reached this long, silent table.

The highest contempt.

On the other side of the dining table, the white-haired boy was still looking at the large projection screen quietly, not looking at anyone.

No one at the long table had the desire to take another sip of wine.

Both SSS, etc., rejected them.

This Freshmen Fellows Association is like an inappropriate joke.