If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 32 The Society
During lunch time, the vice-principal, who was ringing the bell, was sober, and the bells of the clock tower were melodious and continuous.

Lin Nian walked under the curved dome of the restaurant with an empty plate, and when he reached the table, he saw Fingel on the seat at the end waving to him. The pig's trotters were stuffed full without leaving any gaps.

"Senior Brother Fingal." Lin Nian's kindness was difficult, and he walked over to Fingal and took a seat to say hello.

"Is the physical examination over? You must be starving." Fingal forked another pig's trotter from the plate into Lin Nian's plate: "Eat more and replenish energy."

"Brother, have you seen my sister?" Lin Nian turned the pig's hoof on the dinner plate with a fork to see if there was any clean hair on it.

"Your sister? The staff's dining place is not here, this is the student cafeteria." Fingal said: "You don't want to see students and teachers fighting in the cafeteria because of the problems left over from the classroom. The main weapons are mashed potatoes and pork knuckles. Fight each other."

"The cafeteria is always the best place to complain about teachers. I understand that." Lin Nian nodded and said that this custom is also practiced in China. It seems that no matter where they go, teachers and students are class enemies.

"Do you intend to join the club?" Fingal asked.

"Society?" Lin Nian, who was thinking about where the pork knuckles would come from, raised his head.

"As the name suggests, a small group between students aims to enhance the cohesion and sense of honor among students, and it belongs to the internal competition encouraged by the school." Fingle paused for a while and then whispered: "In simple terms, don't worship the mountain in the school. It’s not very easy to get around in the school, and there must be someone behind the school to stand up straight even if it is a senior brother, I have worshipped the top of the mountain!”

"Where is the senior fellow?" Lin Nian was a little curious about what society would dare to ask for the great god Fingal.

"The Student Union, one of the two biggest hills in the college."

"It must be difficult to join this kind of club, right? Senior brother is amazing." Lin Nian stirred his vegetable soup.

Fingal stared intently at Lin Nian's face, and found that the other party was flattering without the slightest bit of envy or surprise, which made him a little frustrated who wanted to show off.As everyone knows, those rich second-generation students who showed off golf courses and high-end sports cars in front of Lin Nian in Shilan also felt the same way.

"Senior brother said there are two hills before, what is the other one?" Lin Nian asked after taking a mouthful of mashed potatoes.

"The Lionheart Club, the college's old-fashioned organization, has a longer history and stricter discipline than the Student Union." Fingel, who could not find a sense of superiority, continued to deal with the pig's knuckle and said vaguely: "You can imagine the former It is Sparta, the latter is ancient Rome, but now the Romans who like champagne baths prevail Take the full of blood to slaughter the dragon, and the superficial skills will be completed, and the new blood will be attracted by the big bathhouse and the dance troupe in Rome."

"No wonder Senior Brother joined the Student Council!" Lin Nian understood.

"There are actually many benefits to joining the club. You can apply for the right to use the clubhouse in the school. Now the Lionheart Club is stationed in the Norton Hall, the Student Union is in the Ambo Hall, and the core outstanding members can have their own rooms in the Ambo Hall. 24 Hourly floor heating and air conditioning, as well as private chefs and bands, dances every now and then with unlimited supply of champagne and lobster." Fingel said while gnawing on the pork knuckle desperately, as if what he was holding in his hand was actually an Australian lobster claw.

"This academy is indeed an elite system." Lin Nian nodded to show his understanding.

"Yeah, the outstanding students are now enjoying freshly-baked five-ripe Wellington steak and black truffles in the clubhouse. Brother, I can only nibble on the buy-one-get-one-free sauce pork knuckle in the cafeteria." Fingal grabbed Pig Knuckle sighed: "I hate capitalism, I hate meritocracy, and in the early years I was also an elite student with lobster and champagne."

"You just hate yourself for not being the current winner, but let's talk about clubs and so on. I haven't passed the 3E exam yet." Lin Nian said, "The Student Union and Lionheart Club feel pretty good, if I really choose. I lean towards the latter."

"I can't tell that Junior Brother is an ascetic!" Fingal looked at Lin Nian seriously: "Most members of the Lionheart Club have a sense of abstinence, I dare to say that this person's Lionheart Club president is like this, the next term It must be an ascetic king who is better than blue."

"I'm abstinent." Lin Nian took a sip: "I just don't like clubs with many activities. I'm busy with this and that every day. I heard in China that courses in universities are not the most terrible, all kinds of student activities. It's the most annoying thing!"

"The Lionheart Club is still recruiting people. After tomorrow's 3E exam, junior brother, you can try it out. For now, you are also a rare 'A' grade. Burn it." Fingal nibbled on the pork knuckle and said, "Probably in the next few days they will send someone to make a wish for you."

"I hope the person here is a beautiful senior sister." Lin Nian also began to deal with his pork knuckle.

"Junior brother, I only praised you as a beautiful man of the ascetic department!" Fingal hated iron for not being steel: "Junior brother, you have a photo, the ascetic department has no future, don't you see the original ascetic beautiful man Master Xuanzang in his daughter The country has almost collapsed, and it is the best choice to leave a seed to join the student union! Cesar Gattuso, the most favorable contender for the next student union president, has said that if he succeeds as president, he will spend money Adjust all the benefits of the student union, and each member will receive a monthly allowance from the chairman!"

"Senior brother, why do I feel that you have been saying good things about the student union since the beginning?" Lin Nian suddenly put down his knife and fork and looked at Fingal suspiciously.

Fingel's eyebrows twitched, and his eyes returned to the pig's knuckle.

"It seems that the student council is really thirsty for talents. In order to poach people, you even used senior brother."

"Their prices are too high, and the odds on the night watchman forum are not satisfactory. Brother, I have to find a way to open up money, otherwise I won't be able to afford the buy-one-get-one-free pork knuckle next time." Fingel said coyly , a man who is 1.8 meters and close to 1.9 meters is really a bit hot.

"I was expecting that the person who poached me was a beautiful senior sister." Lin Nian sighed.

"So am I a pretty senior sister?" The girl sat down beside Lin Nian with a dinner plate, and the scent of sandalwood rose when her hair fell.

Lin Nian turned his head to look a little surprised and said, "Senior Sister Mandy?"

Mandy smiled with a cup of hot milk: "Junior brother! How's the test result?"

"Sorry, Professor Manstein said that the file will be sealed and uploaded for review, and I will keep it confidential until the result comes out."

"It's okay, Senior Sister believes in your level." Mandy gave a thumbs up: "How about it, are you interested in joining our student union?"

"Sister Mandy is a member of the student council?" Lin Nian was a little surprised.

"Or else? Do you think she looks like an ascetic girl?" Fingal tilted his head and looked at Mandy, whose lips were foamed up and down.

"You are an ascetic, your whole family is abstinent, and I want to join the Lionheart, but they have to ask me." Mandy rolled Fingal a glance: "What did Caesar Gattuso promise you?"

"Free supper for the whole school year." Fingal's expression became serious: "The work of saving lives, junior sister, don't fight with me, right? Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"You decided to sell me the pig's knuckle in one school year?" Lin Nian felt a little depressed, feeling that in Fingal's eyes, the pig's trotters smeared with miso was all the way up and down.

"The late-night supper at Kassel College is divided into grades. Chairman Caesar said that the grade is up to me, and I will eat until every night." Fingel looked down at the half-eaten pork knuckle with a little sadness: "My You also know the situation, junior brother, and you don’t forget to temporarily chase stars and sell autographed T-shirts when picking up the plane, just to add pork knuckles for lunch. Recently, I found that I have lost weight.”

Lin Nian looked up and down at Fingal's burly figure, but the school uniform couldn't cover the protruding belly. This should be considered fat, right?

"Cheap, no ambition." Mandy shook his head: "In my eyes, the junior and junior brothers are at least worth the full-color lipstick suitcases launched by Chanel this year. The Gattuso family has a lot of energy in Europe, and a box of Chanel is not enough. Dior and Lancome."

"It's pork knuckle and lipstick with me." Lin Nian sighed: "Please come back, you two, I won't join the student union or the Lionheart club for the time being, and I won't be able to achieve the political achievements that others can use to run for president. It hasn't been scheduled yet."

"It's okay, as long as you don't fill in the meeting form, it means there is hope. Senior sister, I'll make a hole first to prevent some despicable villains from grabbing the first." Dao's surname.

"This is called a tower near the water." Fingal's face was not covered.

When the two of them stared at each other, Lin Nian quietly left the dining table with his pork knuckle in his hand, sighing as he walked. When he felt that he would start to think about whether it was a wrong choice to enter Kassel Academy, he Decided to change location for my own lunch.

(End of this chapter)