Asian Girl Completion Manual

Chapter 85 22. Fall Semester
Several days passed, and after waiting for the hottest time in Saint Nari to pass, it began to rain continuously again.It rains after rain, but the annoying sweltering heat never goes away, more like a nightmare haunting every Nari people, and it also makes those companies that sell cool magic make a lot of money.

But fortunately, the weather was pretty good on the day when the fall semester started. Fisher put on his suit early, packed his speech and put it in his pocket, ready to go to the Royal Academy to give a speech at the beginning of the semester. Starting tomorrow, St. All schools in Nari will start teaching.

Sitting on the tram to the Royal Academy, Fisher's thoughts returned to the case about the Witch Research Association a few days ago, and he was very concerned about the information that the intelligence agent spit out.

Since Renee is not the "undead witch" he is looking for, is it possible that the witch who escaped from the Witch Research Association is the witch who engraved the epitaph for mankind in the prophecy?Fisher can't guarantee it, but since he has clues about the prophecy of the end of the world, he will pay more attention.

With the help of Fisher, they have basically determined that the murder was committed by the Witch Research Society. Fisher deduced that the undead witch must have fled to Nari, and the people from the Witch Research Society were ordered to come The witch brought it back, and it is estimated that it has not been found yet.

Fisher wants to find the witch before the Witch Research Society finds her, which may require the help of some "old friends".

His thoughts paused for a moment, because the tram platform closest to the Royal Academy had already arrived. Fisher greeted the passengers next to him, squeezed out of the overcrowded tram station, and many students got off the bus with him.

The current Royal Academy is no longer deserted as before, except for a few researchers who seem to be delirious.Many young students like those from Saint Nari University appeared at the gate of the school, fighting and communicating with each other in a group. Because today is the opening ceremony of the autumn semester, they all wore uniform black uniforms.

Fisher, dressed in an elegant Nari suit, quickly approached the opening ceremony of the Royal Academy holding a cane, skipping many professors and researchers who were looking at him, and went straight to the front of the venue.There, Haytham and Damian, who were also wearing black ceremonial robes, were sitting in the front seats.

There are also several other deans of the colleges. Of the six deans present, except for Haitham who was not insulted by Fisher when he graduated, the rest have more or less received their share. Treat this brand-new academia Xin Xing and the others are all smiles, which can be regarded as a model of superficial etiquette.

"Mr. Fisher."

"Fisher"

Fisher nodded to them, then sat on Damian's right, and on Damian's left was a smiling Haytham, holding a box of pastries in his hand, opened the box and said to Fisher,
"Hey Fisher, come and try my granddaughter's shortbread cookies, they're delicious."

"Thank you teacher."

"Try it, try it, is it delicious?"

Fisher smiled and took a white snow spike-shaped shortbread over. After taking a bite, he almost couldn't be spit out by the sweet and greasy taste. Fisher chewed it stiffly, and greeted the expectant next Haytham, after Fisher swallowed with difficulty, replied,
".good to eat."

"Look at Damian, I just said he and my granddaughter are made for each other!"

"Come on, you didn't see his expression like chewing wax, did you? Only you two like to eat this kind of food, why don't you just chew raw cane sugar?"

"Oh my God, you hurt me Damian, I decided not to say a word to you until the opening ceremony is over!"

Damian hugged his chest and said nothing, with a look of "I don't want to talk to you either".

Fisher smiled, and looked at the watch on his wrist quietly. It was only a few minutes before the opening ceremony, and the bachelors behind him entered the venue to take their seats. Long, and then followed by the research institutes of the research institute.

"Everyone! Be quiet!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, the burly Damian walked onto the stage first, and pulled up the loudspeaker standing on the stage with his hands. Maybe he didn’t look at the specific venue design, and the loudspeaker was nailed to the stage. He yanked it out on the floor, and the nail flew straight up, making him look down suspiciously.

Haytham next to him suppressed a smile, and stuffed another cookie into his mouth.

I don't know whether it was frightened by his majestic voice or his terrifying strength, anyway, the bachelors and research institutes behind were all quiet.

"Starting today, the autumn semester of Godlin IX's 54th year is about to begin, and everyone is about to usher in a busy and interesting semester. But before announcing the start of the new semester for fellow researchers and bachelors, we invite Fisher Mr. Benavidez addressed our new semester."

"My God! It's that rebel!"

"God, who should he scold this time?"

"I thought Damian had already learned the lesson from the graduation ceremony, this old idiot, I don't want to lose my face!"

"Guys, does anyone have earplugs?"

Compared with the whispers of the researchers, the bachelors below are outraged. They have more or less heard of the legend of Fisher. For the young bachelors who are still studying, there is nothing better than a rebellious The deeds of the smart and intelligent seniors are even more attractive!

Especially when the handsome young Nali gentleman in a suit came on stage, the bachelors behind applauded one after another, warming up the atmosphere of the whole venue.

So in this boiling field, no one noticed that there was a woman in a light gold dress and a white foreign cap quietly sitting in the last row at the back, at the gate outside the door. , there were several faintly armed royal soldiers watching everyone who entered and exited.

Under the foreign cap, a pair of pale golden eyes with a gentle smile looked at the young and promising Nali scholar Fisher on the stage.

"Fisher!"

"Mr. Legend of the Royal Academy!"

Facing the excited bachelors below, Fisher raised his hand to calm them down,

"Everyone, it's a great honor to be invited by Principal Damian to stand on this podium that I'm all too familiar with. To be honest, after that day six years ago, I thought I was going to bid farewell to this place."

His expression was flat, but his words made the bachelors below burst into laughter.

"Closer to the subject, as a speech at the opening ceremony of the autumn semester, according to the usual practice, I hope the speaker will give you some advice about the future, whether it is academic or life. The same is true today, and my theme is: capital. "

"Let's start with a story. In Saint Nari, I have many close friends. Among them is a rather strange friend who has always deposited 10 Nario in one of his accounts."

"After many years of work, he has never touched the Nario in it. When I asked about it curiously, he said that it was for one day when he was bullied and squeezed by his boss, so that he could speak out boldly. 'Fuck off' money."

Fisher occasionally glanced at the speech below, but more eyes were always on the audience below. Seeing that they smiled a little because of Fisher's words, he said while the iron was hot,
"For a person, the so-called 'capital' is his own value, and it is the most powerful proof that he can not be wronged, boldly be himself, and resist criticism. Just like many years ago, I am here to announce that everyone The fact that the deans are 'the bones of the old days', even though they are angry, cannot deny my academic excellence."

The face of Damian who was holding his hands at the bottom turned black, and the muscles hidden under the ceremonial robe showed blue veins, causing Haytham next to him to pat him on the shoulder, and then whispered to him,
"Calm down, this is your choice."

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Damian took a deep breath, and continued to look at Fisher with a flat smile on his dark face.

"Just like now, I thought that at least those bones buried on the ground could be turned into fertilizer to support the big trees of the future, but what I didn't expect to support was just a group of flies coming from the research institute."

All the members of the research institute below turned as dark as Principal Damian. They looked at the silent Damian in front of them, gritted their teeth and said nothing.But the scrutiny of the juniors behind them made them feel like thorns on their backs, and many of them were exhausted because of the summer heat, and even broke out in a layer of cold sweat, and their bodies began to tremble.

"They were very unwilling and very angry. They wanted to refute my evaluation and denounced that what I said was not true. But after careful reflection, in addition to the figures recorded on the bill when they went to entertainment every week, they found There is no academic work that can refute me. As I said, they have no capital."

"Of course, I am not teaching you to act recklessly and be arrogant, but I hope that you can enrich yourself as much as possible in the limited time, decide who you want to be and the path you want to take in the future, so as not to really reach the fork But when I found out that I didn't have a ticket to get on the bus."

"It is true that I have insulted the Royal Academy for so long, but am I insulting the environment here, every stone brick and every tree here? What makes the Royal Academy criticized are those worms that depress their will every day, Rotten bones, but that doesn't mean the new you should be, too."

"It's up to you, I mean, you young ones now to decide what she will be like in the future. It's not about any politics whether it's a hell of a day's indulging in pleasure or the whole of Saint Nari's lofty academic halls Strength and any tricks can be decided, and those who decide these will always be you who form the Royal Academy!"

Fischer gently stretched out his hand to crumble the speech that had come to the end, and glanced down at the research institute that looked like a group of relatives who had passed away, the members of the Griffin Party who were thinking, those young bachelors with glowing eyes... and The blond lady at the end of the seat had already started to applaud him softly.

He paused for a moment, casually clutched the manuscript paper in his hand, put on his gentleman hat, and finally concluded like this,

"Students, happy start of school!"

What followed was thunderous applause that sent him off the stage.

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