High School of Wicked Magic

136 Speed ​​up the process——

According to the piss of the past few days, Zhuang Mingge's invitation career in the second grade is estimated to be as hard as ever, but what is unexpected is that after the news that he will invite 30 people one by one within five grades, it shocked a lot people.

People's hearts are fleshy, Zhuang Mingge's behavior is enough to move and surprise countless people, even shocked.

There is no doubt that although there are still some people who still ignore his invitation and sarcasm, these people are decreasing, and more people either refuse or join when they get the invitation.

Compared with the ups and downs of the previous few days, the journey in the next two days will undoubtedly become very smooth.

Some people even came over to tell Zhuang Mingge that they don't need to invite themselves, they already have someone they want to support.Of course, there are still some people who will come here specifically to tell him that everyone will support him and be willing to be his strength, and together transform our Saint Laurent, the dream Saint Laurent.

So at the end of the sixth day, Zhuang Mingge's votes instantly increased to [-] votes, and his ranking also rose slightly.

Climbed from eighth to seventh.

It was precisely because of this smoothness that after the seventh day, Zhuang Mingge had already asked every pureblood in the second grade. There were not many purebloods who joined him and were willing to become his strength, but only about [-].

Among the 2 people, most of them just voted for Zhuang Mingge. In the final analysis, it was only a preliminary support. They can change to support other people at any time. Roland's number is only a little over a thousand.

The same is true for first grade.

Naturally, Zhuang Mingge wouldn't complain about anything. It stands to reason that he was already very moved by such a result.

Having obtained the admission ticket for the third session, Zhuang Minge has already started to go to the third grade school district. The first person he wants to invite is none other than his own sister, Cyril Barrett.

As a result, when he just arrived at the third grade school district, under the tower of the teaching building Tongtian Tower, he saw that the surrounding area was already full of people. Among them, a woman with long green hair was bathed in the light of the morning, standing at the front, like in a painting. Goddess-like, so dazzling that it almost blinded Zhuang Mingge's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

"Is it finally here, my little brother?"

Seeing that Cyril came alone, she walked steadily and steadily, like a man who had never been afraid of crossing a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire.

This is his younger brother, the proud younger brother.

"I'm almost falling asleep." She took a step forward and hugged Zhuang Mingge tightly into her arms. While complaining, Cyril pressed Zhuang Mingge's head into her chest vigorously.

"Sister, don't...suffocate..." Zhuang Mingge couldn't breathe and his face turned red.

After finally escaping from Cyril's murder weapon, Zhuang Minge hurriedly took a few steps back, breathing in fresh air, "I... thought I was going to die, sister, who are these people?"

Zhuang Mingge looked curiously at the third grade students who gathered under the tower. They cast their curiosity, suspicion and determination over them, and wanted to say something, but they seemed to be afraid that Cyril didn't come forward, and just stayed where they were and waited. with.

"Sa, who knows, I was just here waiting for your arrival, but I found that they seemed to be waiting for someone, standing here one by one, never leaving, maybe they were waiting for you, my dear brother."

Xilier wanted to hug Zhuang Mingge again, but Zhuang Mingge, who had lingering fear in her heart, quietly avoided her.

"Please... Excuse me, are you Yi, Barrett?"

Finally, someone plucked up the courage and tremblingly stepped forward to ask, but when Cyril's eyes touched his body, the man's body seemed to pause for a moment, and then trembled even more violently.

Only those in the same grade know best what the Thunder Witch who just entered school did.This kind of fear is completely from the heart, an expression of true feelings.

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help complaining about his elder sister in his heart, what kind of things did he do to make the third grade students stand like quails in front of her.

But he wisely didn't ask further, but answered the man's question, "Yes, I'm Yi, Barrett, hello, senior, may I ask who you are?"

It is the rule to address seniors as seniors no matter where they are.

"I'm Karshunitz, a third-year student. These people are all third-year students just like me."

Karl forced himself to calm down and introduced Zhuang Mingge to his companion behind him, but the effect was not good, no matter how calm he was, his body couldn't stop shaking.

"We gathered here this time to wait for your arrival, Yi Barrett, we have already heard about you, are you serious, do you really intend to invite everyone from the entire academy one by one?"

he asked seriously.

"Yes, if there are no accidents, I will invite people from the entire academy." He asked seriously, and Zhuang Mingge answered seriously, meticulously, with a resolute expression, as if he would not be easily shaken by anything.

Carl stared at Zhuang Mingge's face, as if talking about something, his lips kept moving. ?

"So, are you serious, do you want Saint Laurent Private School of Magic to become what it used to be?"

"If everyone works together, maybe it will be better than before." Zhuang Mingge decided that things should not always look forward, the future is the most important thing.

"What are you going to do? Now that you have said such a thing, you must have a perfect plan." After a few short exchanges, Carl has calmed down a lot, at least he is not stuttering like before, and he speaks his words fluently. What I wanted to say was expressed.

"Well..." Zhuang Mingge has done his best just to invite these people these days, so he has no time to think about any plan, so he told the truth and told Carl, "A person's thinking will always be omissions. , so I hope to gather more companions and come up with a foolproof plan together."

Although he knew that Zhuang Mingge didn't have any perfect plan, he felt a little regretful, but Karl seemed to feel that such an answer was more in line with his inner feelings.

He took a deep breath and said: "If... I mean if, if you don't mind, I, Carl, can Schnitz be your strength, no, I allow me to be your strength, I want to change This academy, I want to uphold my father's dream, everyone here is like me, or out of inner feelings, or out of the dreams of the parents, they want a better Saint Laurent."

"Yes, Yi Barrett, my father already knew that Yves Saint Laurent was not the same Yves Saint Laurent before. He was very sad that the place he liked had changed. I saw him crying and crying while holding his graduation photo. Mumbling that I will never go back to that time, the Yves Saint Laurent we are familiar with is gone, I want to change Yves Laurent, I want to maintain my father's spiritual haven, if you don't mind, please allow me Helen Wei Ninge becomes your strength."

A young girl came out from behind Karl and stood in front of Zhuang Mingge. She has wavy blonde hair, is only about 1.5 meters tall, and is very cute. Looking at Zhuang Mingge, there is eagerness, longing, and hope in his eyes.

"It's my honor, Miss Helen!" Zhuang Mingge said with a slight smile.

With Carl and Helen taking the lead, the rest of the people asked to join and become the strength of Zhuang Mingge. It can be said that the people gathered here have their own reasons, but no matter what the reason is, they all want to change Saint Laurent, It is precisely because they have the same idea that they come together.

Only then would he be willing to become Zhuang Mingge's strength.

The trip of the third grade went more smoothly than expected. Just gathering here and wanting to join, there were no less than thousands of people who became Zhuang Mingge's strength. Zhuang Mingge shook hands with them one by one, and extended an invitation to them.

"That's great, little brother." After a lot of busy work, when everyone had retreated, Zhuang Mingge was just relieved when someone patted his shoulder from behind.

Zhuang Mingge turned his head to look, and immediately yelled, "What, it's Miss Alila."

There is no doubt that this smiling girl is Zhuang Mingge's sister and Cyril's best friend.

"By the way, little brother, do you want to invite me to my sister? If it's my little brother, I'm willing to be your strength."

"It's a great honor." Zhuang Minge extended an invitation to her according to previous cases, "Then are you willing to be my strength, Miss Ailila?"

"Of course, I will do my best to assist you, so please allow me to be your strength, no, please allow me to be your slave, make your bed, make your bed, wash and cook, and roll the sheets by the way, of course it is such a thing , such a thing, as long as you want, my sister and I can also... ahhhhhhhhh!"

In the clear sky, a thunder and lightning suddenly descended, and the lightning Alila

Cyril came out of nowhere, and stepped on Alila's face with one foot, "You pervert, you actually want to do this kind of enviable... no, this kind of hateful thing to my younger brother... Things, don’t think you can go back alive today. Die!”

Crackling electric currents continuously erupted from Cyril's body, arcs of electric arcs kept jumping, and struck on Alila's body, and Zhuang Mingge saw a black line hanging from her hair.

What's even more strange is why Zhuang Mingge always feels that Miss Alila seems to be very happy even though Miss Alila is screaming miserably.

Is it an illusion?

No matter what, this time the third grade has finally yielded a good harvest. If everything goes smoothly like this in the future, the progress will be accelerated, and maybe it will end early.

After today, Zhuang Mingge planned to let go of the invitation first.

The second round is over, and tomorrow the third round will officially begin. Zhuang Mingge must go all out.

And it's already mid-December, so Christmas is not far away.

Whether it's the battle for chief or necromancers, one must have an understanding. ! .