Mo Wu Ling Tian

At this time, Wu Chen was walking in the direction of Class [-], Grade [-], Fire Department, Department of Magic, Chuyuan Academy.

After the three-day vacation, Wu Chen and Nicole came to Chuyuan College early in the morning of the first day to go through the admission procedures.

However, when Wu Chen went through the admission procedures at the Ministry of Magic, two explosive news had already become the topic of discussion among many candidates. When Wu Chen heard the news, he couldn't restrain his surprise.

"I didn't expect that both Murong Yan and Ye Tiannan went through the formalities of dropping out of school yesterday." Murong Yan's behavior as Wu Chen is understandable, after all, as a servant, he is not able to control his own destiny.

But what Wu Chen didn't understand was how Ye Tiannan would quit at this time, "Maybe it's because Ye Tiannan's family didn't care about the cultivation resources here at Chuyuan College?" Wu Chen shook his head at the thought and strode towards the class go.

On the eaves of the door, a bright red sign that read Class [-], Grade [-] of the Fire Department was clearly printed in Wu Chen's eyes.

Entering the class, what caught my eyes were dozens of girl magicians of the same color. The 15-year-old Cardamom Nianhua showed youthful vitality and endless charm in them. In a corner of the last row, Wu Chen unexpectedly I found the only teenager in the class other than myself.

When I first came in, I saw all the girls in the class walking in groups and discussing eagerly with the boy in the corner. Obviously, the only unusual thing in the class was to attract the interest of these girls.

But suddenly, a girl with a baby face accidentally glanced at the door of the classroom, and suddenly exclaimed with joy, as excited as if she had discovered a new world: "Look, everyone, there is another handsome guy in the class!" .

Wu Chen was speechless, "Do you need to be so excited?".

A girl may not be so excited and active, but when many girls gather together, they will change quantitatively and lead to qualitative changes. The words hidden in their hearts will be expressed unreservedly at this time with an excited attitude. After all, here It is the world of girls, their own territory.

Wu Chen ignored the curious gazes of dozens of young girls, and walked slowly to the boy at the corner of the last row amidst the sighs of the crowd.

"Brother, I miss you so much, you're finally here, come and be next to me." Seeing the bitterness on Wu Chen's face recently, the young man in the corner turned into a smile and quickly stood up to meet the eager Wu Chen Said.

"Hello, my name is Wu Chen." Seeing the boy's appearance, Wu Chen felt sympathy for the boy in his heart, and was eagerly discussed among dozens of girls as a different kind, and it was such an unabashed comment. The psychology of a teenager is also a very strong 'strike'.

Wu Chen pulled out the chair under the seat next to the boy, and slowly got down, looking at the boy's bitter face with a smile and sympathy.

"You are Wu Chen, who is known as one of the two great geniuses. I really can't tell. My name is Xia Qin. I'm very glad that the two of us can become classmates." The young man was a little surprised when he heard Wu Chen's name, but also In just a split second, Xia Qin introduced himself straightforwardly.

Under the watchful eyes of dozens of people, Wu Chen's reputation as one of the two geniuses immediately made the teachers boil again.The discussion voices of dozens of young girls Jiaoyan rose and fell with each other, very lively.

However, Wu Chen and Xia Qin ignored the 'enthusiasm' of the girls. They chatted in the corner of the class, and soon became acquainted with the batches.

At the moment of climax, the door of the class suddenly opened again, and the figure of a young girl from Long Shuirou immediately appeared in everyone's sight.

Everyone's eager discussion disappeared immediately, and Wu Chen and the two stopped talking. When Wu Chen saw the girl who came in with Long Shuirou, Wu Chen suddenly thought to himself, "How could it be her?"

I had a fever and felt uncomfortable today. I vomited for a day. I feel better now. I barely wrote a chapter. I am a little sorry for my dear readers.Samsara apologizes in advance.