hey i want you to be king

Fansaimu Common Language and Chinese are both compulsory courses for Fei Fameng, which is a big class for several classes.The classroom is naturally not that big.

Although he had seen university classrooms before, Bai Qianyan was still taken aback when he saw that classroom - compared to classrooms, this place was more like a large chapel in Greece.The tone of the classroom is white.The lecture hall is in the middle, surrounded by four rows of tables and chairs, gradually extending upwards, and even a second floor.Around the classroom are several large white round stone pillars.

Solemn and sacred, a solemn feeling of learning.

When Bai Qianyan walked in, he couldn't help but breathe lightly, for fear of waking up the elf in the book sleeping in this classroom.

"Hey, Bai Qianyan." Qingya's voice was still lazy, which made people feel a little contemptuous.But now, Bai Qianyan still likes this child very much.

Walking over with the book, beside Qingya, I saw the boy I saw the day before yesterday.Bai Qianyan nodded with a smile, and the boy smiled at him with a lovely smile.

"Sit here, why, your bodyguard didn't follow?" Qing Ya looked around, raised her eyebrows and asked Bai Qianyan.

"bodyguard?"

"That dark elf."

Bai Qianyan was helpless: "He is my friend, named Cui Yi. And he is not in the same college as me. By the way, isn't this a class for freshmen? Why are you here?"

"Do you think it is necessary for me to learn the universal language of Versailles?"

"...Then you came here to say hello to me?"

"Che, do you think it's possible?"

Bai Qianyan: "..." So, children in the rebellious stage are really difficult to deal with!

Just when Bai Qianyan was struggling, the boy next to Qingya said, "Hello, my name is Versi, and I'm also a freshman. Qingya came with me."

Bai Qianyan nodded: "Hi, my name is Bai Qianyan."

"I know. You are famous." Vers's face was flushed, as if he was very excited: "And the city lord is carrying you to the hospital, my God, that's the city lord."

Bai Qianyan raised his head proudly: "That's~"

"Bai Qianyan?"

Bai Qianyan turned his head and saw Cui Yi.A little surprised: "You also have class today? Why didn't you tell me yesterday."

Cui Yi shrugged: "Temporarily adjusted schedule, can I sit here?"

"of course."

As soon as Cui Yi sat down, Vers greeted him with a smile, and several of them introduced themselves.

After Cuiyi sat down, she looked at Bai Qianyan worriedly: "Have you heard any rumors?"

Bai Qianyan was startled: "Rumor? Is it related to Qi Tian and the others? Is it related to the predators?"

Cui Yi shook her head: "It's just a rumor in school."

Bai Qianyan was relieved, curled his lips and said, "I'm not interested in school ghost stories, hey, that's the teacher?"

Cui Yi followed Bai Qianyan's line of sight. It was an old man with a white beard in a gray military uniform and a pair of round glasses. He looked like a typical elegant teacher.

Versus said at this time: "This is Teacher Yang, who has taught Versailles language classes for 50 years. But now he is a little confused, and he can often get away with it."

Bai Qianyan was overjoyed, he liked to hear this sentence - get away with it.

As soon as Teacher Yang walked into the classroom, he pressed something with his hand, and then a barrier surrounded the classroom in all directions. Versus explained in good time: "This is a barrier device invented by the School of Mechanical Engineering. There will be a record of entry and exit. This will record students who arrive late and leave early.”

Bai Qianyan: "...Then what do you mean by muddling through?"

"Huh? Ah, you know, 30 years ago, Mr. Yang could call out every student's name, and then memorize your every subject. Now, at least sometimes he forgets the homework he gave."

Bai Qianyan was speechless, so he opened the book that looked like a brick and looked at it—the language and characters of Fansaimu, to put it bluntly, is a combination of Tibetan and Russian: at a glance, you will never know Something that connects it to words.With just one glance, Bai Qianyan felt dizzy as if his head had been put into a blender and turned for half an hour.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Bai Qianyan's complexion, Cui Yi was a little worried.

Bai Qianyan's face was dull, and he couldn't force a smile: "Tell me, if you get full marks in other subjects in a month, you can pass the exam for failing this subject."

Cui Yi shook her head: "Unfortunately, I can't. The assessment of each subject must meet the standard to pass."

Bai Qianyan was on the verge of wailing: "This thing doesn't seem to have any rules at all!"

"Chinese characters are also irregular." Cui Yi felt that Uncle Bai was making trouble for no reason.

"So I have to learn word by word?"

"if not?"

Bai Qianyan wanted to cry but had no tears.

Cui Yi sighed: "Think about your city lord."

The corner of Bai Qianyan's mouth twitched, and he read the book again.Then he raised his head and chest with a martyr's look: "Isn't it just a foreign language? It must be taken down!"

But at this time, Qingya heard it and asked, "His city lord?"

Although he had seen the scene where the city lord was holding Bai Qianyan, even his uncle Mu Duo had warned him.But he just didn't want to believe that the city lord would be with the weak chicken next to him.This doesn't fit at all!

Cuiyi heard that Qingya asked him this question, and said without blinking: "His goal is to reach the same height as the city master. In his heart, there is nothing more motivated to learn than the word city master." gone."

Bai Qianyan nodded abruptly: That's right, his wife is his permanent power motor.With his wife here, he can move forward without stopping.

After hearing Cuiyi's explanation, Qingya snorted at Bai Qianyan with disdain, and said in a low voice, "It's up to you? Haha."

Ha ha peat.

Bai Qianyan didn't care about it like a kid, and squinted at Qingya, and then heard Teacher Yang say to open the textbook.Bai Qianyan said happily to Cuiyi: "Fortunately, he speaks Chinese, otherwise I wouldn't understand a word."

Cuiyi was helpless: "He speaks the language of Fansaimu, Bai Qianyan, don't forget that you have a pearl of words on your body."

Yanzhu... Ah, the translator that was given to him when he arrived at the guild.

Bai Qianyan's eyes lit up immediately: "Then I'll take the exam..."

"Yan Zhu can only translate the other party's language, but cannot translate your words into Versatile language."

Bai Qianyan: "..."

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