After peeking at the script of life, I switched to Dragon Knight

Chapter 65 Don't hold back, can you do it?
"cough……"

"cough……"

Gu Zhao and Bai Hengjiang coughed lightly at the same time, ready to speak.

Seeing that they seemed to be talking to each other, the two stopped at the same time.

hold head high!
Just when the atmosphere was about to freeze again, a dragon roar broke everything.

The bright young dragon who had been standing on Gu Zhao's shoulder seemed to have finally determined that the culprit who woke him up was the blond bearded man in front of him.

Sylvia put one claw on her hips, and the other little dragon claw gestured in the air for a while, seeming a little angry.

And the object of her gestures——Bai Hengjiang was looking up at this dazzling little one with pale golden scales.

"Um, is she talking to me?"

Bai Hengjiang looked hesitant, and asked Gu Zhao uncertainly.

Because he was uncertain about his own words, the voice of the blond dwarf was much lower this time.

"Well, she said your voice woke her from her sleep and startled her."

Gu Zhao replied straightforwardly.

Hearing this, Bai Hengjiang couldn't help smiling.

Ever since he was a child, his voice has never been lowered.

So it caused a lot of trouble.

Bai Hengjiang still remembers the scene when his friends gossiped with him in class. He thought he was whispering, but in fact the whole class heard it.

Since then, he has left the impression of a big trumpet, and no one is willing to share secrets with him.

However, this loud voice is actually a special talent of their dwarves, and it cannot be changed the day after tomorrow.

Thinking of this, a hint of apology appeared on Bai Hengjiang's bearded, vicious face.

He turned around and ran upstairs.

After a while, there was the sound of rummaging through boxes upstairs.

Seems to be looking for something.

Finally, accompanied by a "soft" cheer, Bai Hengjiang reappeared again.

But this time, holding a large bag of tightly wrapped food in his hand, he walked up to Gu Zhao, looked up at Sylvia, with an apology on his face:
"I'm so sorry, this is a special product I brought from my hometown, please try it."

As he spoke, he put the food in his hands on the table beside him.

Feeling that the bright young dragon scratched his neck with its tail, seeking advice, Gu Zhao's expression moved slightly.

The bearded man has a really good temper.

On the one hand, he has his own pride, on the other hand, he does not hesitate to admit his mistakes.

"Then thank you, Student Bai."

Ang~
As soon as Gu Zhao finished speaking, Sylvia rubbed Gu Zhao's neck, fluttered her little wings, and flew towards the special products on the table.

Gently peeled off the food packaging bag with a few claws.

After a gleam of light flashed on the packaging bag and the sealing effect disappeared, a strong and unique aroma spread throughout the room, making people move their index fingers.

Ang~
The bright young dragon's eyes lit up, and he threw a piece of red meat into his mouth.

After chewing for a while, I stuck out my tongue and it seemed to be hot.

Gollum.

Seeing Sylvia eating with relish, Gu Zhao couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva secretly.

"Student Gu, I have wine and meat here, come have a meal?"

Bai Hengjiang on the side seemed to be more greedy than Gu Zhao, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, smiled heartily, and offered to propose.

"Forehead……"

Gu Zhao was quite embarrassed, he didn't bring anything, and he couldn't bear to eat something from someone he just met.

Seeing Gu Zhao's hesitant look, Bai Hengjiang ran upstairs to take out another bag of food without saying a word.

At the same time, he took out a large bottle of wine from the inventory, and laughed:
"For us dwarves, spirits are indispensable, so naturally we must carry them with us!"

As he spoke, he arranged the spirits and appetizer "Spicy Fire Beef" on the table.

And sat face to face with Gu Zhao.

Seeing this scene, Gu Zhao stopped coddling and gorged himself.

Ten minutes later, under the influence of alcohol, the two gradually let go.

"Student Bai..."

"Hey, why do you call me classmate Bai? You can just call me by my first name! It sounds so awkward."

"Hahaha, Bai Hengjiang, why is your hair golden? To be honest, before I met you, I only knew that dwarves have three hair colors: black, gray and brown."

Taking advantage of the increasingly fiery atmosphere, Gu Zhao revealed the doubts in his heart.

This golden color first ruled out the possibility of hair dyeing. The dwarves believed that dyeing hair was a kind of blasphemy against their ancestors.

It is almost impossible for Bai Hengjiang's hair color to be caused by hair dyeing.

Hearing Gu Zhao's question, Bai Hengjiang was a little depressed at first, and then he said in relief:

"You may not believe it. Our branch was originally a royal family of dwarves, but it declined due to some special reasons. Now there are only a dozen or so dwarves left in the younger generation of our branch."

"I'm sorry."

"Hey, what is this? I also have a question to ask you brother." Bai Hengjiang paused for a moment, glanced at the Guangming young dragon who was in the wind and clouds, and said hesitantly:
"If I'm not mistaken, is this the legendary bright dragon?"

"Ah."

Bai Hengjiang opened his eyes wide, matching the big beard on his face, it was a bit funny for a while.

Although he had already guessed in his heart, when Gu Zhao admitted it himself, he couldn't help recalling the legends that had been circulating in the clan.

In ancient times, the relationship between the dwarves of their branch and the golden dragon was second only to the light elves.

As a result, he gained a lot of benefits, his strength gradually became stronger, and he finally became a royal family.

And with the disappearance of the Bright Dragon, the gap between them and other branch dwarves is getting smaller and smaller.

In the end, in a big change, it fell down.

Looking at the palm-sized Guangming young dragon in front of him, Bai Hengjiang woke up from his memories and smiled lightly.

Times are different now, and the bright dragon in front of them is no longer related to the dwarves. If their branch wants to rise again, they still have to rely on their own efforts.

As soon as he thought of this, the flames of struggle ignited in his eyes.

"However, we still need to establish a good relationship with this roommate who is bound to have a high achievement in the future."

Bai Hengjiang thought to himself.

"Come on, let's wish our freshman entrance trials a success with this cup!"

……

three days later.

Gu Zhao is sitting in front of the computer, ready to check how the handover procedures of his new dormitory - Donglin Court are going.

boom.

A soft knock on the door drew his attention.

"How's the environment in the Martial Arts Field?"

Turning his gaze to Bai Hengjiang at the door, Gu Zhao asked curiously.

"It's really good, much better than the one at our house!"

Bai Hengjiang raised his head, looking a little excited.

"your eyes?"

Noticing the extra dark circle on Bai Hengjiang's left eye, Gu Zhao hesitated, but chose to ask.

Hearing this sentence, the blond dwarf's expression remained unchanged, and he said nonchalantly:

"I got some injuries during the sparring, it's just a small matter."

Seeing that Bai Hengjiang was unwilling to elaborate, Gu Zhao took a deep look at him and did not continue to ask.

With the dwarf's proud temperament, how could he let such an image-destroying bruise stay on his face.

This bruise must be difficult to remove, at least in a short period of time.

Then who would deliberately leave such marks on his face?
The answer is already obvious - right.

However, the friendship between Gu Zhao and Bai Hengjiang is still shallow, seeing that he is unwilling to tell the truth, so he can only ask here.

Withdrawing his gaze, Gu Zhao looked at the two characters "Pass" on the screen and smiled.

The procedures have been completed, and as long as his access card arrives in two days, he can live in Donglin Court, one of the top [-] dormitories that every college student in Beijing dreams of.

Thinking about the scene after moving into Donglin Garden, Gu Zhao stood up and stretched a lot.

In the next few days, he plans to go to the secret realm of Kyoto University that is open for a limited time-the secret realm No. 9157, and seize the time to upgrade his level.

……

The next morning.

Entrance to Secret Realm No. 9157.

Four heavily armed students were sitting or standing, as if waiting for something.

Except for a young man with fair skin and meticulously combed hair, the other three all had a little anxiety on their faces, and they took out their mobile phones to check the time from time to time.

"Tan Xiping, did brother Han answer you? Can you come?"

A young man with a fiery red afro stood up from the ground, crossing his arms.

"Not yet, you've asked this question twelve times, can you calm down a bit." The white and clean young man Tan Xiping replied flatly.

"Damn, if Brother Han has something to do, we haven't seen your message, should we wait here?" The afro-haired young man grabbed his fiery red hair vigorously.

"Liu Dong, can you stabilize your temper? If you go to the battlefield, do you have to be in such a hurry? I'm afraid you will die on the spot."

A young man sitting on the ground sneered and said mockingly.

"Grandma, is this the labor's fault? We've been waiting here for an hour!"

Liu Dong glared at the young man sitting on the ground.

"Haven't you heard that the fierce beasts in Secret Realm No. 9157 are extremely active recently? Isn't it safer to find a thigh?"

The last young man who was leaning on the tree waved his hand to signal the two of them not to quarrel.

However, Liu Dong didn't care about this young man trying to persuade the fight. He bent down and slapped his palm on the ground, leaving a deep burnt black palm print, his eyes wide open:
"Am I not a thigh? He is No.6 and I am No.8, just two behind him."

Seeing Liu Dong with a fiery red afro was extremely dissatisfied, Tan Xiping stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said with a smile:

"Don't get excited, no one said you're not a thigh. In my opinion you are an indispensable part of our team.

You also know the gap between us and those seven monsters.

The seven full marks were because the total score of the college entrance examination was only [-], and they were people from a completely different world from us. "

As Tan Xiping's words gradually reached Liu Dong's ears, his mood gradually stabilized, but he still muttered a few words unconvinced.

"It's just a gap in a short period of time."

His voice became smaller and smaller. It was obvious that he lacked confidence.

The air once again fell into a brief silence, only the bustling students passing by the side of the road, leaving behind the sound of footsteps.

After half an hour.

Tan Xiping glanced at the phone again, this time he finally frowned, and after a short hesitation, he suggested: "It seems that Brother Han will not be able to come today, how about we find a passerby to make up the bill?"

"Passers-by?"

The remaining three responded in unison.

Liu Dong frowned first: "There shouldn't be many local freshmen coming to the school at this time, right? Can you find them?"

"I feel bad enough. Many local students from Kyoto who came to the school early have been here before, and they can't go in again within two weeks."

"Then what should we do? Still waiting?"

The three looked at each other, and finally turned their eyes to Tan Xiping who was smiling, as if everything was under control.

Tan Xiping stroked his meticulously groomed hair with his fingertips, and shook his head:
"Of course it's impossible to wait any longer, you can't delay a whole morning or even a day just because of Brother Han.

What I mean is to find a new student from a passerby, even from other places. "

Hearing the word "outside", the three subconsciously wanted to refuse.

In Kyoto University, local students from Kyoto, who account for approximately 20.00% of the total number of students in the school, are generally able to rank in the top [-]% in terms of strength.

For freshmen, this statistic is even more terrifying. Almost all local students rank in the top 15.00% in terms of strength.

The main reason for this phenomenon is this special era.

Countless powerhouses gathered in the two super cities of Kyoto and Modu.

Their talents will generally be passed on to their offspring, which eventually led to the fact that the strength of local candidates in Kyoto and Shanghai far exceeds that of candidates from other places.

This kind of essential gap in talent cannot be made up for by studying hard in the cold window, not to mention the huge gap in resources.

Candidates in Kyoto are generally strong, and the pressure of competition is high.

Those who can fight thousands of troops in this atmosphere naturally maintain their inner arrogance.

The above reasons have led to regional discrimination everywhere in Kyoto University.

Local students in Kyoto generally have their own small circles, and they rarely take "play" with students from other places.

"That's the only way. I'll ask the people next to me."

Liu Dong drooped his eyelids, and walked helplessly to another "convoy" on the side.

He scratched his afro, looked at the sky, raised his eyebrows slightly, pointed his chin at the four foreign students who had "confirmed" a long time ago, and said lightly:
"Hey, we are short of one person here. Which one of you wants to be led by us? Try not to hold back, can you do it?"

And the four foreign students who were also waiting for others to join and make up five people heard this sentence full of contempt, and their faces instantly showed anger.

One of the delicate-looking girls couldn't bear it anymore and was about to make a sarcastic statement, but was stopped by a young man with a square face beside her.

The young man with a square face suppressed the anger on his face, and responded coldly: "We don't need to be taken by others, thank you for your kindness."

Seeing that several people refused, Liu Dong didn't seem to care. He nodded to show that he understood, put his hands in his pockets, and walked back whistling.

"Tan Xiping, those four people didn't know good from bad, so they refused."

Witnessing Liu Dong's "invitation" just now, the fair-skinned Tan Xiping shook his head helplessly, and couldn't help but swear:
"You're a bullshit invitation! Anyone would refuse it!"

call--

Tan Xiping let out a long breath, calmed his fluctuating mood, and then said: "Let me do the work next."

If this group of teammates with high-sighted eyes are kept looking for someone, they really don't know how long they will have to wait!
(End of this chapter)