Counterattack Male God Notes [Quick Transmigration]

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Xia raised his eyebrows. He thought that the other party would call him out at the door like the Slansika before, but he didn't expect it to be polite.He opened the door, and there was a handsome man with red hair and blue eyes standing outside the door. He was probably in his twenties. When he saw Jiang Xia guarding the door, his face flashed with surprise.

As soon as Jiang Xia opened the door, she bumped into his bright and exaggerated smile.

"Why, don't you invite me in?" the other party asked.

Of course, if there is no Aigner in the room, he would be happy for him to come in, but Aigner doesn't like to see strangers, otherwise he will be impatient, and it will take a lot of time to comfort him later.So he shook his head, pointed to the laboratory in another direction, and said apologetically, "It's a bit messy inside and it's inconvenient to go in. I'll show you my laboratory."

"Oh, are you willing to take me to your laboratory? This is really a joy. I don't know what your room looks like, but I can't go in. It's a pity. I hope to have a chance to visit next time."

"There will be a chance, please come here first." Jiang Xia held the door with one hand, and pointed forward with the other. Taking advantage of Jiang Xia's inattention, the man stuck his head in and took a look at the room, thinking with disappointment: It's nothing to think about. Can't see people.Suddenly, he saw a young man sitting on a chair quietly reading a book, like a picture scroll, which made him stay for a while.

Jiang Xia felt that no one had followed for a long time, and she was almost a little angry when she turned around.

"He doesn't like to meet strangers, can you come with me?" Jiang Xia bit down on the word "together", and the man showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, wanting to say something to apologize.

"Ah, my name is Augustine Alanche, and I am a trainee magweave master. Please give me your advice. I was wrong about what happened just now. I looked back curiously, please forgive me."

He brought this Augustine to the laboratory, and his usual failures were scattered on the table.Because all the successful ones were handed over to the teacher, his desk was covered with magic lines whose fur had been burned by magic power, and the composition on it could not be seen at all.The rest are messy drawings, filled with complicated formulas and pictures.

Because he was not taken seriously by the owner, Augustine was in high spirits at first, but when he turned two pages, he found that several of them were not in the same set.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't put these blueprints away, they were all messed up, there were some failed products on the table, and the finished products were handed over to the teacher."

A look of disappointment appeared on Augustine's face. He found a few interesting topics and asked them. After getting Jiang Xia's satisfactory answers, he was a little bored and was about to end the topic. He suddenly remembered the boy he saw in the room, and asked curiously, "By the way , who is the boy in your room? Isn't Crimson alone in a room?"

Then he smiled ambiguously, "I understand."

Jiang Xia's face changed, "Augustin, did you misunderstand something, Aigner is my younger brother, and he is also a student here, but the two of us study different courses, okay, it's getting late, it's time for dinner I'm really sorry, our dinner was delivered by someone sent by Meranda, there is no extra portion, so I can't entertain you." After finishing speaking, he looked like seeing off guests.

After Augustine walked out of the room, he touched his chest. It was a little uneven. It turned out that he just stole a failed Warcraft skin while the other party was not paying attention.

He frowned, as if he didn't know anything, and hoped that the teacher could gain something.

Before Jiang Xia left, he glanced at the table, every penny here was his own credit, so he knew that there was something missing here.

But a scrapped semi-finished product, it's okay to lose it.

Jiang Xia thinks so, and probably everyone thinks so.

Soon, new crimson magic-weave works appeared in the auction house again.

This time, it was a second-order magic pattern.

……

Jiang Xia met Magister Aodong on the road just now, and was greatly praised by the other party. Then he saw Jin Li, the crimson financial director, and the other party squinted his eyes as if he was a moving treasury. He patted him on the shoulder and asked him to try hard.He was simply baffled.

If it weren't for the occasional provocation from Augustine in and out of class, life would still be very fulfilling and dull. Every day, Aigner in the classroom and laboratory would be [-]:[-] and [-] line, and Jiang Xia's sleep time would be full of magic fluctuation meditation.He spent most of his time studying, but the increase in magic power was not fast, but the progress in composition and magic array was obvious to all.

Even this proud son from the Longzhang family couldn't stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

When the teacher announced that Jiang Xia had become a second-level magic pattern master, he said that according to Meranda's intention, second-level magic pattern masters could enjoy extremely noble treatment even on the mainland.It's time to let people know that a genius has turned out.

Almost uncontrollably, Augustine stood up and pointed at Jiang Xia and asked the teacher, "Is there no other magic pattern master in Crimson?"

"Of course there are no freshmen in this class. We Crimson are not 'geniuses' and don't accept it! If you don't have the so-called awakened dragon's blood in the eyes of everyone, you won't be able to get in in terms of talent. Not going to Jiangxia is a fact."

Unless they are faced with the witch Meranda who crushed them with strength, the rest of the mentors are at least magisters, and even many of them have long been famous great magisters. There is no need to be polite when facing mere mature geniuses.

Augustine was so angry that his face turned red, and he said angrily: "I haven't seen him have any successful works except for one face. Why do you say he is a second-level magweave master! I have just been promoted to the first level, the teacher said I'm already considered a rare genius in a hundred years!"

"Why?" The great magister seemed to hear something funny, "Do you want to have a game?"