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

"There are five freshmen in this class, including SSS, four girls and one boy." Xia Qingzhang, the new senior recruiter whom Shen Mian had met before, was actually the third-year prefect. At this moment, he introduced lazily and confidently, "Two of them are from our local area. My dear sister, Xia Qingsong, is one of them. Oh, how could it be a coincidence that all sisters are SSS?"

"You're so stupid," Cynthia pretended to hit her with an ashtray, "Han Feng is also a local, so pay more attention to the rest of the outsiders..."

A row of photos were laid out, and the face of a dreamy and beautiful boy came into view of the prefects. Xia Qingzhang whistled longly to express his intention to play in the air.

"You are handsome, Joshua Samuel," Cynthia shook her head. "It's a pity that he is that stubborn young boy, Duke Samuel. He probably came to our place just to avoid the limelight with his eldest son. He cannot be touched easily."

"The superpower is an auxiliary type. No wonder he can't fight against his SS-level brother, but his family loves him," Cynthia commented sharply, "The ugly old man has communicated with his mother several times."

"Moreover, as soon as the new students arrive, both the overall proportion of outsiders and the gender ratio hit new highs," Jiang Di said truthfully, "Even if it is a face-saving project, there must be a full stack of buffs, and outsiders and He’s the new male prefect.”

"The new deputy prefect," Chu Baosi said carefully, "it's not difficult to deal with. The obedient ones can be coaxed and coaxed together with the obedient ones, and let them fight on their own. There are also ways to deal with the disobedient ones."

Chen Shu added: "Prefects must be our own people."

The meaning of their own people is quite accurate.

Women who were born and raised in zones 25-27 are not suitable at all.

"Qingsong will definitely die," Xia Qingzhang sighed, "There are sisters and relatives in the prefects' meeting, but they are being criticized for nothing."

"Why don't you abdicate the throne and make way for your sister?"

"Go! Go! Go!"

"That's Han Feng..."

"[The first method], there are not many superpower circuits, and the superpower equivalent is only passed by SSS, etc., I guess it won't convince the public."

Cynthia was quite hesitant.

Everyone was silent. Cynthia's meaning probably represented the prince's views.

Could it be that the prince, among the freshmen of this year, is more interested in an outsider?

This is big news.

They pretended to have nothing to do and studied other SSS and so on.

"Grace Nafanaya is also the son of a duke," Chu Baosi nodded, "What a coincidence, one of the new teachers we seconded also has Nafanaya as his middle name."

"Yes, Grace's maternal grandfather... should be called grandpa in the empire. He inherited the title. His great-uncle entered the Holy See and served as the director of the Apostolic Office. He raised the youngest son of Duke Euricus as his heir."

Cynthia introduced the family tree with a calm expression.

"According to the empire's calculations, they are cousins ​​and nephews."

"Of course, this is not the most important thing. What is important is that the Nafanaya family believes in the Temple of Light extremely devoutly..."

Needless to say, everyone present looked grim.

"It seems that a miserable past event is reappearing in my mind," Xia Qingzhang groaned, covering his forehead. "Last time, the archbishop's wife had an illegitimate child. Did he want to burn us as heretics..."

"Yes, yes, you piled on top of me, all turned into ashes," Jiang Di wailed, "She is really the most incomprehensible existence in my life. She failed to contact the male believers to instigate rebellion, and was sent away and still scolded us sluts. This woman is going to hell."

"I hope something happens to me, I hope it's bigger..."

"So, this one shouldn't be like that...maybe?"

"It doesn't matter if it's that way, but people with a background in the Temple of Light can never enter the Prefects' Meeting."

Cynthia clapped her palms and directly set the tone.

"Changjuntai belongs to the empire, not the prince's territory. You can enroll in it, but don't think about anything else."

"How much blood was shed in Districts 25-27 when religion was abolished. Their blood cannot be allowed to be shed in vain."

At this point, it was obvious who Cynthia valued. Everyone's attention was focused on the piece of information that was pressed at the bottom.

I don’t know who whispered:

"Altaïr..."

"No last name?"

……

"No last name?"

"How can a person not have a last name?"

"Just kidding!"

The deliberately exaggerated and noisy male voice suddenly attracted the attention of many people.

It was Little Hunter, the founder of the hometown fraternity association who had been severely humiliated on the starship. He rolled his eyelids and said disdainfully to Shen Mian: "I have never seen anyone with only a name. It's so strange. "

Brother Xiuqi, who was responsible for checking the collected information, did not expect that he would cause such a commotion just by reading his name on the file for confirmation. He was so ashamed and anxious that he didn't know what to do.

Everyone looked sideways.

After all, without a surname, it would be hard not to think that he was an illegitimate child, or something even worse.

The black-haired boy had a grim look on his face, and just as he was about to turn around, he was blocked by little Hunter.

"Confused?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are an SSS after all. Isn't your father even willing to give you a vassal surname? Or is it that your mother doesn't even know who your biological father is..."

"boom!"

Shen Mian raised his hand so quickly that he could hardly see it. The silver metal suitcase in his hand hit him directly on the chest, knocking him and the suitcase against the pillar of the hall.

There was an uproar.

Little Hunter felt like he had been hit hard by some large ferocious beast, and there was a fishy sweetness in his mouth. He was humiliated and refused to speak: "How dare you fight with your classmates, I want..."

Shen Mian looked grim: "You won't be here in three days."

Indeed, their information now needs to be reviewed before they can be officially entered into the system and become members of the military academy.

She lowered her voice and said: "In three days, a dead person will not be a classmate. Keep your mouth shut, don't let someone... pull out your tongue in the middle of the night."

There was an indescribable murderous intent in the black-haired boy's eyes.

Little Hunter felt a chill coming over him, but he still looked grim: "How dare you! Do you think you are great? Do you know how many SSs there are in the empire?! You are missing one..."

The black-haired boy stepped on his chest, and there was a muffled sound of bones breaking.

"Do you know how many counts there are in the empire?"

"It won't matter if one person is missing, right?"