Welcome to Forge Town

Two months later, the streets of Fogg Township were deserted at night.

The whole city seems to be awake only by the mist that is about to disperse. They are like nocturnal spirits, playing and laughing in the uninhabited streets, and under the projection of the yellowish street lamps and the bright moonlight, there is a strange haze .

In a high school building shrouded in fog, a light was still on.Through the glass windows covered with cold fog, you can see a figure looming inside.

It was a brown-haired man with gold-rimmed glasses.His thin and tall body was wrapped in a neatly pressed white shirt, and his appearance was neat and radiant.The slightly curly short hair is extraordinarily soft, shining like a fine ruby ​​under the yellowish light.

For hours, he just scribbled away.

His desk is stacked with Shan Gao's materials, which shows that this place is going through a tragic Shura dojo.The left hand holding the pen is fair and slender, with blue veins faintly visible on the thin skin.From its running track, you can easily guess how beautiful pen characters he will write.

After a while, the work finally came to an end.

The man raised his bushy eyelashes and looked at the wall clock on the brick wall.The sparkling two pools of Bitan reflect the current time through two glass lenses: twelve o'clock in the evening.

Twelve o'clock, this time is not too late for most people, and many places are still lit up with feasting nightlife.But this is not the case in the quiet and early sleep town of Fogg. As long as it exceeds ten o'clock, it can basically be called a heavy stay up late.

As a life-loving person, Allen naturally didn't want to be called a night owl.Forced by the new environment, as a novice teacher who has just taken up the job, he has to spend a lot of time, getting up early and late every day, in exchange for a sense of familiarity with this new position.This is also an upfront investment that novices of any profession must make.

In fact, the busy life goes by very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it has been the second month since Allen came to this new town.Although the days are not long, it is enough for Allen to grasp the inertia of this town to some extent - for example, it is different from City A in its silence and uncommunicativeness, and the polite but cold and alienated eyes of the residents...

But he will always fit in here.Allen thought firmly: One day, he will make the townspeople open their hearts to him!But the first thing he has to do now is to sit in this job well, so that he will have the energy to gain a deeper understanding of this beautiful land in the future.

Therefore, the tired Allen could only put away his glasses, rubbed his sore eyes, and sighed reluctantly.He rubbed his cold hands vigorously, the cold temperature of the snow season froze his breath into a cloud of white mist, and the mist scattered faintly in the dark air, making him even more lonely.

He stood up, took a few minutes to tidy up his desk, and after making sure that all the lights were off, he put on his coat. While lamenting that the 27-year-old was no longer the same as before, he picked up the newly released curriculum and hand stove, and went to the teacher. Dormitory walk...

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Twelve seventeen.The night wind is bright and the moon shadow is quiet.

Fogg High School is worthy of being the only middle school in the town, and the hinterland is indeed not small.It takes at least 15 minutes to walk the distance from the first-grade teaching building to the teachers' dormitory.It took Alan, who is accustomed to convenient urban transportation, a long time to finally get used to it.

Along the way, Alan walked absent-mindedly with the syllabus in hand, checking in his mind whether there were any omissions or improvements in today's teaching.At this time, he was walking through a European-style garden—this was the only way to go back to the dormitory.During the day, it is so beautiful that people can't help but stop again and again, but now with the swaying shadows of the Thomas Forest Reserve as the background, it only looks ghostly.

Before I knew it, the garden was halfway through.At present, what Allen sees is a fountain designed with Venus, the goddess of beauty, as the focus.

Looking at this fountain, Allen suddenly remembered the legend he heard from the students this morning-every ancient campus, there are always a few little stories that he doesn't know the so-called.And when you see the statue of Venus in the center of the pool, it is not difficult to think of her title of the god of beauty and love.So when it becomes a wishing pool for love, it must be justified.

It is said that as long as people throw coins into the fountain at six o'clock in the morning, they will have a chance to realize their dreams.And the type of this coin is regulated, it must be fifty pence.They have a common feature: one side is inlaid with the head of Queen Elizabeth, and the other side is the statue of the goddess Niah.

If the coin you put in shows the side of the Queen's statue, congratulations, it means that this relationship is worth waiting to see; but on the other hand, if you put in the statue of Nia Goddess... sorry, you probably have to change your crush.

Sounds crazy and illogical, right?But who is in the season of being young and frivolous and full of emotions, who can't be obsessed with these small games full of strange colors?So Allen doesn't intend to stop these, anyway, it's just a gadget, nothing serious.

But looking at the atmosphere, it was a bit weird after all.I don't know what kind of force is invisible, even Alan, who passes by the fountain several times a day, seems to be fascinated at this moment, and can't help approaching the fountain.

In the dark night with fine snow falling, the white fountain is covered with a thin snow coat.In the center of the pool stands an exquisitely sculpted plump goddess, glowing blue under the moonlight, which seems unusually lifelike.

Looking at it bathed in the moonlight, Allen couldn't help but delay his steps slightly, but he was driven by curiosity, and couldn't help but take a look at the pool after a long while—I saw a lot of coins accumulated under the sparkling water, and they Layers upon layers covering the entire surface of the pool also symbolize the magnificent dreams accumulated by the students for decades.

Looks like it's worth a lot of money.Allen thought wildly: Maybe we can buy a good computer together!He thought about it seriously.After all, he had a deep resentment towards that second-hand laptop, and he thought that such an antique thing should be scrapped.

At this moment, Allen suddenly heard a crisp sound in his ear. "Boom!"A sound like coins knocking against each other, almost at hand.

Allen let go of his hands in fright, and the documents in his arms were scattered all over the place.He looked back subconsciously, and the rose garden behind him was full of darkness.The surrounding area was still eerily quiet, the snowflakes were falling slowly, there was fog swaying under the two rows of street lamps along the road, and the fir species unique to Thomas in the distance rustled in the wind.

But half of them are gone.

Could it be the wind?Allen frowned.He bent down, picked up the syllabus scattered on the ground, and patted the snowflakes off the top.But just when he counted the numbers and made sure that one was not bad, he suddenly saw a pair of feet appearing out of thin air two meters behind the left.

"Love God, Love God..."

A voice sounded again, coming from Alan's left rear.Unlike the sound of objects colliding just now, this time it was definitely an extremely clear speech.Allen turned his head suddenly - this time, he did see a girl.No, she is obviously not a real person, because her whole body is covered with a strange streamer that ordinary people should not have, and her figure is blurred and slightly transparent.

Isn't that...Joanna?The first graders brought by Mr. Simon?Alan was a little surprised. Although he had not been here for a long time and the child was not in their class, he was still able to recognize the faces of [-]% of the students in school.Not to mention...how Joanna was "outstanding" at Fogg High.Anyone in Fogg High School has no reason not to know her.

Joanna Mountbatten, a senior in high school, is undoubtedly the leader of the school's social circle.Compared with other students, she has an excellent appearance and family background, so she is always followed by a bunch of foxes and dogs, and a group of people are jokingly carrying out severe verbal and physical violence against those students who are not so active.It is a headache for teachers.

For example, Allen stopped them only once this morning.Speaking of which, Joanna is really fearless enough, even being stopped by Alan as a teacher, she can't hide her disdain in her eyes.So——Alan is really curious about how an arrogant student like her will behave in the face of love.

But it's not hard to guess, because Joanna's transformation is quite obvious now.After saying what was supposed to be a spell, she faltered.The feeling of domineering is no longer there, just looking around repeatedly, as if to make sure there is no second person around.

Maybe it is that such an act is too stupid?Alan thought with approval, and he followed Joanna's gaze and looked around.He speculated that they should be in different time and space dimensions now, so he could see Joanna's phantom (it must not be a ghost, Joanna was still alive and kicking this morning!), but Joanna could not see him.This is really a novel experience.

"Eros, Eros, please listen to me..." Joanna mustered up her courage again and continued her unfinished spell.She closed her eyes and clasped her hands together.The usually arrogant face is full of sincerity at this time. "I implore you to give your supreme magic power, and let my beloved, Simon Pearson, respond to my affection within three days, and share my affection!" She said sincerely.It seems that the staunchness of young people can always prompt them to do any unthinkable actions.

After Joanna finished speaking, the screen flashed, and she disappeared out of thin air.Just like a phantom that has never appeared, there is no evidence of its existence left.

But having said that... All the way back to the dormitory in a daze, Allen, who was lying on the bed now, gasped belatedly: Oh, the almighty and omniscient God, it doesn't matter if he heard anything just now Got gossip? !