low-key warlock

After a light rain in the morning, the weather cleared up.

The as-washed blue sky is blue and translucent, dotted with a few leisurely and light white clouds like cotton wool, which looks lofty and peaceful.The sun seems to have become much milder after the rain, the sun is bright and dazzling but no longer scorching hot, so there is a little taste of early autumn in this world.

On both sides of the May [-]th Avenue on the campus of Peking University, colorful flags are fluttering, and vigorous figures can be seen walking around or stopping to linger everywhere.Volunteers from various colleges and departments put on "red vests" and enthusiastically guided and explained the various procedures for the registration of juniors and younger sisters who were newly enrolled in the school this year. Parents of students go to the registration office of each department to go through the admission procedures...

Su Chunfeng also put on the "red vest", but he sat on the edge of the lawn on Wusi Avenue a little incompetently, with a grass leaf in his mouth, and looked at Zhang Zhanfei and Li Yiman with a bored expression. At the door, they enthusiastically answered the inquiries of freshmen and their parents, and guided them to the departments and registration places.

According to Su Chunfeng's heart and mind, he is really not suitable and unwilling to be a volunteer.

But the department, that is, the class needs to arrange volunteers. The class leader Tan Zhe is good at such things, and he puts all his energy into recommending himself to the leaders and class teachers in the courtyard. A lot of tasks have been taken and I vowed to do it well.So, as the roommates of the class leader Tan Zhe, Su Chunfeng and Zhang Zhanfei had to stand up to share the worries of the class leader - in fact, it doesn't matter if they are missing, most of the students, regardless of gender, are willing to do this kind of work. , and is beneficial to volunteers who have their own comprehensive moral points.It's just that Su Chunfeng and Zhang Zhanfei belonged to Tan Zhe's direct line of troops, and it would be unreasonable for them not to rush forward at this stall.

In addition, Su Chunfeng, as the president of the Temporary Association of Peking University Student Warlocks, has the obligation and responsibility when the freshmen enter the school to observe whether there are any warlocks among the freshmen entering the school this year.

This is what Professor Luo Tonghua specifically explained.

Of course, it is not necessarily possible to meet new student warlocks by waiting beside the May Fourth Avenue, because Su Chunfeng cannot stay here all the time, and student warlocks are "rare and rare" after all. The president, Ouyang Yuan, had never even had a student warlock before, so even if there were no student warlocks among the freshmen who entered the school in a certain year, it was a normal phenomenon.

It's almost noon.

Su Chunfeng yawned under the bright sun, squinted his eyes, got up and patted his butt indecently, and was going to greet Zhang Zhanfei and Li Yiman, let them go to eat first, and he was on duty here for a while.

At this moment, he sensed a not-so-clear magic breath coming from the south.

Su Chunfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head according to his feeling, and with a very precise glance, he saw the man exuding the aura of a warlock. He was a big boy with a suitcase and casual clothes. He was about 1.7 meters tall and had an average appearance. Unsurprisingly, he should be a freshman who has registered at the school, but he holds his head up and chest out with an arrogant expression, without the slightest novelty, excitement, and restraint of a freshman when he first entered the campus of Peking University.Next to the boy, followed by a middle-aged lady who was wearing a light long skirt and high heels, with an elegant and calm temperament, and a well-maintained complexion. She was wearing a pair of trendy sunshade glasses, her long black hair was coiled up, and she had a dignified demeanor.

The big boy is a warlock, and his cultivation is in the late stage of body purification.

The middle-aged lady is also a warlock, and she is in the middle stage of Qi Consolidation, which is very stable.

Even though both of them deliberately used the talisman array to cover up their magical aura, Su Chunfeng was already higher than their cultivation level, and his mental state cultivation level was extremely high, so he could accurately judge the situation just by casually scanning his eyes. Knowing the cultivation realm of the two, he walked forward with a smile on his face: "Hello, auntie, hello this classmate, is this a freshman entering the school?"

"Hello." The woman nodded gracefully.

"That's right." The boy stopped and glanced at Su Chunfeng, a look of disdain and impatience flashed in his eyes, it seemed that he still thought Su Chunfeng was meddling.

Su Chunfeng asked again: "Which department?"

The boy looked around the campus with extremely arrogant eyes, nodded perfunctorily, and said, "Freshmen from the School of Economics, where should we go?"

"Oh, go over there to the School of Economics. There are volunteers from various departments at the entrance of the school to help you register and go through the admission procedures..." Su Chunfeng didn't care about the boy's arrogance and disdain. It's normal for a big boy with magic skills to look arrogant, he has the right to do so.And Su Chunfeng definitely wouldn't, and there's no need to be angry with this elementary school boy just because of such a trivial matter.So as a volunteer, he was very generous and enthusiastic to guide them and introduce the route.

As long as you know which college this junior is from, you can report it to Professor Luo first. As for the name, you can take your time to find out, and don't rush it for a while.

The proud elementary school boy didn't seem to appreciate it very much. After listening to Su Chunfeng's introduction, he turned around and was about to leave, not even bothering to say thank you.

And the elegant woman who seems to be his mother probably felt that her son's attitude was too rude and uneducated, but it was inconvenient to scold him in front of strangers, so she smiled and showed a little guilt to Su Chunfeng With a look on his face, he said: "Thank you, little brother. Please tell me your surname. Which college is it from?" After such thanks, the question was entirely out of politeness and politeness out of personal qualities, and Su Chunfeng answered her question. After that, she will say some kind words such as take care of me and have a chance to have a meal...

Of course, a one-sided relationship will not really express gratitude by inviting you to dinner just because of this little help.

The so-called politeness, the so-called politeness...

Su Chunfeng has good personal qualities, and of course he is also very polite, so he replied politely: "My name is Su Chunfeng, a sophomore in the Marketing Department of the School of Management. If you have any questions, you can contact me at any time."

"Su Chunfeng?"

The boy who had already walked a few steps away suddenly turned his head, and the women who came with him all showed surprise, and said Su Chunfeng's name over and over in unison.

"Huh?" Su Chunfeng was stunned for a moment, these two know me?

The boy looked around cautiously, then hurriedly walked back a few steps and stood in front of Su Chunfeng, leaned forward with a look of suspicion on his face and asked in a low voice: "Is there anyone named Su Chunfeng besides you on the campus of Peking University?" ?”

"I don't know, and I haven't heard of it."

"So, senior, are you... a warlock?" The boy's demeanor has obviously changed, and there is even a little respect in the surprise and suspicion.

Su Chunfeng smiled and nodded, but he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart-it seems that his name has been spread in the Qimen Jianghu. I have already heard about the "Su Chunfeng" who is widely rumored in the world, so I naturally know that Su Chunfeng is so bold that he brazenly killed Chi Yizheng, the apprentice of Qingluan Sect Master Zong Xiange, and abolished Zong Xiange's disciple, Chi Yizheng. Yizheng's apprentice, Jiang Linger.

In addition, people in the world also know from rumors that Su Chunfeng bravely rescued Zongmeng when Zongmeng's son Zongmeng was assassinated in the early summer vacation.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

It's just that the tree is so big that it will inevitably attract wind.

"Su Chunfeng, oh no, senior, I, my name is Guo Ziyang!" The boy's expression became visibly excited.

The middle-aged woman with an elegant temperament took half a step closer to Su Chunfeng, bowed slightly, showing a little more respect than her gentle attitude before, and said softly: "Student Su Chunfeng, I am Pan Yuanmin, Ziyang's mother, we are A native of Huacheng City, Guangdong Province...Ziyang has never traveled far, and is young and accident-free, so please forgive me for any inappropriate words and deeds, and please take care of him on the campus of Peking University in the future."

"Auntie, you are too polite." Su Chunfeng said hurriedly with a little trepidation.

A few more polite words, probably the first acquaintance, and Su Chunfeng is a volunteer wearing a "red vest". The attention of the students is not good, so the mother and son left and walked in the direction of the School of Economics.

While walking, Guo Ziyang whispered with some emotion: "I never expected to meet Su Chunfeng as soon as I entered Beijing University. His cultivation level is really high enough, and I didn't even notice his magical aura."

"Ziyang, how many times did your father and brother tell you before you came to Beijing? Why don't you have a long memory?" The son of Zong Xiange, the patriarch of Qingluan Sect No. 1 in Jianghu, his cultivation level is high enough, and his family background is powerful enough? There are still people in the capital who dare to assassinate him... But why don't you know how to restrain your temper at all? ?”

Guo Ziyang said innocently: "Mom, what's wrong with me?"

"Just now Su Chunfeng behaved so politely and modestly, but what's your attitude? Arrogant, condescending, lack of education! It's simply unsightly!"

"Is there?" Guo Ziyang lowered his head and whispered.

"Humph!" Pan Yuanmin snorted coldly, and said, "After hearing about the Jianghu incident at home, didn't you say that you admire Su Chunfeng very much? I also met a real person today. Su Chunfeng is no better than you in terms of courage and cultivation. A hundred times stronger? But do you see how humble and low-key his words and deeds are when facing strangers?"

Guo Ziyang had never seen his mother lose such a temper with him before, so he quickly begged for forgiveness: "Mom, I know I made a mistake, I'll change it, it's okay if I change it."

"Sooner or later, you will suffer a big loss before you can change it!" Pan Yuanmin shook his head helplessly.

In fact, in the past life, although Pan Yuanmin had a clear understanding of the disposition of his second son, he did not restrict him too much, and sometimes defended his second son in front of his husband and eldest son because of his love.It's just that after meeting Su Chunfeng at Beijing University today, she suddenly felt ashamed for her son--when she heard about the incident that seemed to be spreading in the rivers and lakes a few days ago, the Su Chunfeng that Pan Yuanmin imagined in his heart should be A young calf who is brave and brave, but also reckless and impulsive, relying on his own talent, high skills, and a little kindness to the Zong family, so he didn't know how to do such an amazing thing. The stupidity of Jianghu's shock.

But when we met for the first time today, Su Chunfeng's warm, sincere, gentle, modest and low-key attitude was completely different from what Pan Yuanmin imagined in his mind.

Even her eldest son, Guo Zidi, who she is proud of, is probably inferior to Su Chunfeng in terms of character, words and deeds?

It seems that the second son must be properly disciplined.

Pan Yuanmin sighed softly.

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