The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

(Note: The Duke's Mansion blocked the news of the princess's assassination, and Ariel's information came from a special channel and was incomplete.)

"Speaking of which, I think of a good way to get money." The hazy beauty said suddenly.

"It's simple, fast, and extremely trouble-free."

"Oh."

Ariel's eyes lit up, "Master, please tell me."

"Didn't that Moon Campbell say today that he will make up the gift of apology in the future?"

The hazy beauty smiled and said:

"You tell Moon Campbell, as long as he gives you 100 million, you will forgive him, maybe he will be very happy to give you 100 million."

"impossible!"

Ariel slapped the table and flatly refused:

"Am I the kind of flirtatious woman who will give up the bottom line just because of a mere 100 million?

If Moon Campbell wants to get my forgiveness, unless he really changes his past, and his character is recognized by me, it is absolutely impossible! "

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, truer than pearls!" Ariel said firmly.

"Yes, it's a pity."

The hazy beauty caressed her face and sighed:

"I think that Moon Campbell looks quite sincere today."

……

early morning.

The mist is hazy, and everything is quiet.

But at this moment, Professor Prang has already got up and started his daily walk.

Walking is not for physical exercise, but for the fulfillment of the duties of a good educator.

"The early bird catches the worm, but this year's students don't even know the truth!"

Professor Prang stood on the avenue full of sycamore trees, looking at a quiet dormitory area, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Back then, when I was teaching the golden generation, those favored children would get up to study and exercise before dawn. Unlike this year, the opening ceremony was only two hours away, and none of them woke up.

Alas, it's too bad, too bad, I don't have any self-consciousness as a student of Santa Maria. "

Professor Prang couldn't help but sigh for the decadence of this year's students. At the same time, he had already begun to think about whether he should suggest to the dean that these future pillars of the empire should be strictly guarded, and they should not be so free and barbaric now. grow.

After thinking about it, the disappointed Professor Prang was ready to go home.

But at this moment, he heard the sound of rapid and regular footsteps, which was very clear under the silent sycamore forest.

"This is……"

Professor Prang's eyes lit up.

Could it be that there are still outstanding students who didn't waste the most important morning time of the day?

Professor Prang turned his head in relief. He decided to praise this student well, and even show it to other lazy students as an example of excellence in the ceremony later.

Take a look, take a look, what is a role model for a student, you lazy bastards learn from it.

"Good morning, Professor."

"Well, good morning, Mu...Moon Camp-Bell!"

"Eh?"

Mu En was startled by the old man who suddenly yelled, and subconsciously screamed for a PDST attack, and almost kicked him.

Fortunately, he realized that this was in the academy, and there would be no evil spirits popping up suddenly, so he held back.

"Please...what's the matter?"

Mu En asked cautiously.

He couldn't help being careless, he recognized the old man in front of him with staring eyes like copper bells.

Plan Ronninger, Head of the Department of Magic.

The oldest magic professor in the academy.

At the same time, he is also the professor most feared by the original owner.

The reason for his fear... probably because he only learned one lighting technique in one year under his command, and he was afraid that he would be swallowed alive by the enraged Professor Prang one day.

"Moon Campbell, what are you doing?"

Realizing his situation, Professor Prang came back to his senses, coughed twice, and asked.

"Me? I'm running in the morning."

Mu En was wearing smart shorts, and even when talking to Professor Prang, she still didn't stop and kept walking on the spot.

"Morning run!"

Professor Prang's eyes widened.

Shock, perplexity, and confusion flashed across his eyes.

It's like suddenly watching a dying patient jump out of bed and run a marathon while slapping the ass of those behind him.

Professor Prang stared into Mu En's eyes and asked earnestly:

"Are you sure you didn't just spy on and escape from the girls' dormitory?"

"Why does the professor have such an idea!"

Mu En was shocked, "The girls' dormitory is not here at all, okay?"

"Or you are going to the girls' dormitory?" Professor Prang made a serious guess.

"I won't go!"

"That's weird."

Professor Prang stroked his beard with solemn eyes, as if he had encountered a century-old problem in magic.

"You, Moon Campbell, woke up so early and wore revealing clothes. If it wasn't for doing something bad, it wouldn't be justified."

"I won't do bad things, don't tell me I'm this kind of person in your eyes, professor?" Mu En continued to be shocked. "And I'm just a sports shirt, why is my clothes revealing."

"if not?"

Professor Prang was also shocked: "Did you do less bad things last semester?"

"..."

Are you talking about last semester?

You actually talked to me about last semester?

If you talk about the last semester...then I have nothing to do.

After all, who made that all true?

Moon Campbell, last term was really bad!

"In short... In short, I'm really just jogging in the morning." Mu En said helplessly.

"Professor, don't think too much."

"However, this level of morning jogging shouldn't be of any use for exercise." Professor Prang himself has a strong background as a warrior, so he knows that even a first-tier warrior who has reached the late stage, let alone a second-tier warrior, Pure sports can no longer play a role in exercising.

"I know." Mu En said, "I did this just to cheer up my spirits."

"Uplift your spirits?"

"That's right, if you exercise early in the morning and then go back to take a cold shower, you will be very energetic throughout the day."

Mu En smiled: "At least you won't doze off in class, won't you?"

"Won't doze off in class..."

Professor Prang's eyes widened, as if he saw a huge shrimp passing in front of him pulling its eggs.

asshole.

How dare you say that.

You obviously dozed off in every class I took last semester!

"Okay, professor, I'll go first, goodbye."

Feeling that nothing good will happen if she stays, Mu En finds the right opportunity to run away quickly.

Before Professor Prang could react, he trotted on the broken leaves and quickly disappeared into the morning light.

"Can a person really change so much in a short period of time?"

Seeing Mu En's disappearing back, even Professor Pu Lang, who had educated countless people, couldn't restrain his inner shock.

Looking at it from a distance yesterday, the feeling was not so strong, but now that he has been in close contact with it, he realizes... what Mu En did... seems to be so real.

Thinking about it, Professor Prang subconsciously took a piece of bark from the sycamore tree beside him and stuffed it into his mouth.

Well, it's so hard!

If my desk...

Ah, no no no.

How could I be shaken so easily?

Don't be fooled, Plan Ronninger!

Go unmask Moon Campbell!

For the office... for the dignity of my decades of teaching and educating people!

"Humph."

Professor Prang bit off a piece of bark and said with a sneer:

"Moon Campbell, just wait, I will keep an eye on you from now on!"

……

"Alas--"

While trotting, Mu En suddenly felt a chill, he shivered, and looked around vigilantly.

"Why do I suddenly have the illusion of being watched by Bingjiao again?"

"It's strange, this is Santa Maria College, Ann shouldn't be able to get in."

……

The morning light is faint.

The rare tranquility in front of the building was broken by the sound of trampling heels. The drowsy bun-headed girl who was waiting in front of the door was suddenly awakened. She hurriedly looked at the beautiful silver-white girl in front of her, raised her head and said loudly:

"Your Highness!"

"I've said it all, don't call me Your Highness in the academy."

Celesia glanced at Wei'er hastily wiped it, but the corners of her mouth were still slightly moist, and said:

"Also, don't stay up late at night chasing the novel that the overbearing evil god fell in love with me, it will affect your work."

"Yes, President." Wei'er's cheeks were slightly red.

"Let's go."

Seeing Weier's response, Celesia didn't talk nonsense, and walked into the empty building.

Go up along the familiar corridors and stairs, and finally come to a room with the words [Student Union Room] written on the door plate.

"I am back."

Celesia whispered to herself, then opened the door.

Opposite the door is a simple desk and a very simple looking chair.