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But Situ Weiyang couldn't be happy because the person who stuffed the note was a man...

Fortunately, the person was stuffed in a concealed manner, so not many people saw it.

The note said: The Holy Fire Society will hold a private party at the old place at [-] o'clock tonight, Situ, you must invite Shangnan Xinghun to come with you!

Situ Enquan, who was closely following Situ Weiyang, also saw the content clearly, and said in a low voice: "Master, maybe this is our chance, the family is already urging us to make progress..."

The implication is that this private gathering should not be kind to Nan Xinghun.

Situ Weiyang frowned, and said: "There are quite a few people who are interested in Star Soul..." Naturally, the scene of leaving the central garden auditorium just now was played back in my mind, those paints were really spilled, I am afraid I have to It was a disaster, but fortunately, that hateful Feng Qinglang used some method to save them from the disaster.

Situ Enquan persuaded: "Master, do you want to lose the position of patriarch? I heard that Nan Ling's health is not very good..."

Situ Weiyang sighed, but fell silent.

In a bright classroom with young faces, Dongfang Haoran waited until everyone was seated before walking onto the podium with a smile, introducing himself again, and emphasizing again that if you encounter any difficulties in normal times, you might as well come to him for help, etc. .

The girls in the same class are the most joyful. I have heard the name of Dongfang Genius. Now this handsome guy is standing in front of me, talking to them, and sitting in the back row is another who looks perfect Boy Nan Xinghun.

This is truly a class in heaven.

After the basic introduction came to an end, Dongfang Haoran officially started the first lesson.

In the freshmen's first year, he was mainly responsible for the overview of magwena. There was no need to mention too many theories. The main purpose was to let the freshmen have a basic understanding of the magweave of this era.

Although Dongfang Haoran has given many lectures in the Magic Pattern Academy before, Dongfang Haoran is still a little nervous, because the following is sitting sunny, even if he is talking about the most basic introduction, he is also worried about what he missed. impression of yourself.

Looking at Feng Qinglang from a distance, he was sitting in the last row of the classroom, and next to him was Nan Xinghun, the young master of the Nan family.Feng Qinglang still had a dazed expression on his face. At first glance, it was hard to tell whether he was listening carefully or wandering around the world.

Dongfang Haoran cleared his throat and said: "...In addition, I am also the instructor of the basic overview of the magic pattern. Now we start the first lesson, the origin of the magic pattern."

With an idea, he pretended to pick up the roster, and said, "Let's invite everyone to talk about your understanding of the magic pattern... Well, Feng Qinglang."

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to stand up, and said: "Magic patterns are an art of concretizing the power of laws. It allows people who do not have the power of the laws of the system to use the laws of the system through the method of magic patterns..."

He recited in an orderly manner, and many girls turned their heads openly. Of course, they were not looking at him, but Nan Xinghun beside him. The boys also turned their heads, and they were still not looking at him, but sitting in front of him Beatrice.

Dongfang Haoran was somewhat disappointed. Feng Qinglang's statement was correct, but there was no surprise, because Feng Qinglang's eyelids drooped and she was reading from a textbook.

He had no choice but to comfort himself that there would be a long time to come, and there would be no shortage of opportunities for discussion in the future.

After Feng Qinglang sat down, Dongfang Haoran praised: "That's a good point. Well, let's invite another classmate..."

Taking advantage of the gap, Beatrice turned her head and said with a low laugh: "It seems that the class teacher cares about you..."

Feng Qinglang smiled back, thinking, the young genius of the Dongfang family seems to know some of her identity.That's fine, if there's anything to do, you don't need to move out of Dongfang Pei, and Dongfang Haoran will definitely help you.

Many boys who secretly paid attention to Beatrice were secretly disappointed. How could Beatrice, who was so beautiful, pay special attention to this humble Feng Qinglang? Hmph, I heard that she was just a follower of Nan Xinghun.

The girls are equally strange, Beatrice seldom cares about the handsome Nan Xinghun, but she is more enthusiastic about the unattractive Feng Qinglang... Well, it must be approaching the real goal on the curve, so insidious Beatrice, so poor Feng Qinglang...

Due to the opening ceremony ahead, it was already noon after the end of a class.

At noon, I had lunch in the student canteen in the North District, and in the afternoon I met with several tutors. After taking three basic classes, I officially ended my first day of study in Mingguang.

In the evening, Nan Yong was going to work in the pill shop, Feng Qinglang went straight to the mission center, Nan Xinghun stayed in the apartment to read, but Situ Weiyang came to the door and said: "Xinghun, if there is nothing else, you might as well go with me Go to a private party."

At this time when the night light first came on, it was the time when Nan Xinghun was intoxicated in her own small world. She looked at the large book in her hand, and said with embarrassment: "This..."

Situ Weiyang felt relieved and said with a smile: "If you don't want to go, then forget it."

Situ Enquan frowned, and hurriedly said: "Master Xinghun, you are bored in the apartment all day, which is not good for your body and mind. Let's experience college life together."

Nan Xinghun thought of his father's recent letter, and also hoped that he would not be too closed, so he shrugged and smiled, "Okay, where are we going?"

Situ Enquan was worried about what his master would say nonsense, so he answered first: "The Holy Fire Club Center in the South District is a very beautiful small auditorium, which is a friend-style reception."

"Well, wait for me, I'm wearing a coat." Nan Xinghun nodded.

She went back to the room and put the books back to the original place. The newly purchased small bookshelf was already filled with the books she bought after entering Mingguang. She couldn't help laughing at herself. …I should have bought a bigger bookshelf then.

On the opposite side of the window in the room, the crown of the mission center was emitting a dazzling light. Looking at the familiar place, Qingliang must be working hard for his points. She said cheers silently, and left a note explaining her whereabouts. Then took the coat and went out with Situ Weiyang.

Mission Center, room NO.16 on the second floor.

Feng Qinglang looked at the redemption point column of the meditation chapter, and was slightly lost in thought. Chapter 4 of the meditation chapter actually required 20 points, and Chapter 5 required 60 points...

He took a deep breath, put these conflicting negative emotions behind him, and started a new job.

His magic pattern master level has been raised to the third level, but most of the tasks with high points in the mission center are only four to five hundred points, and it is rare to encounter tasks with a thousand points, and the so-called top-level tasks often require three levels to start.

In other words, his level is quite sufficient in the mission center, and if he continues to upgrade, the meaning of reputation is far greater than the actual meaning, but in Feng Qinglang's view, the latter is much more important than the former.

During the few days when Qinglang disappeared, the roll call tasks continued to increase instead of decreasing. Entering Heijing's magic pattern task interface, his name was almost all over the screen, which was very eye-catching.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but smile, this can be regarded as a kind of comfort, at least many people are thinking about herself, this feeling is always good.

Of course, what he didn't know was that from the moment his name lit up in the mission center, many people were waiting with bated breath for his new magic pattern. In Mingguang's magic pattern world, he already had a large number of Fans and supporters, including some exchange students, such as the magic-weave gifted female student exchanged from the Holy Spirit Academy, are also fascinated by Qing Qing's magic-weave.

His fans were not disappointed. Sunny, who had been missing for a few days, returned. His works were as outstanding and full of aura as ever. There were admiration and exclamation in the magic pattern area in the lobby on the first floor, as if another feast was being held.

An elder of Gewuyuan passed by this area and couldn't help wondering: "But what happened?"

The director of the mission center who was following him explained, "Qingqing is back."

The elder gave a sour "hmm". He is considered a celebrity in the mission center, but he has never enjoyed such treatment from young to old. Seeing the enthusiastic expressions of these people, hmph, what a bunch of lunatics.

When Feng Qinglang was gradually entering the state, there was a knock on the door.

The door opened, and Feng Ling, the beautiful administrator of the mission center's exchange office, was standing outside the door with a smile, holding a large plate of snacks and fruits, and said cheerfully: "Sunny, welcome back! Well, welcome to my visit? "