The school idol is a girl: the battle for the campus NO list

Chapter 395 The War between Shengxuan ([-])
The boy opposite lazily raised his head, then put down the hand on his forehead, stood up, walked slowly to the counter next to him and took out a few bottles of red wine. He walked over, and then put four wine glasses on the table. on the table.

"I didn't expect there to be such good red wine here." Nangong Yan picked up the wine bottle with a discerning eye and glanced at the expensive brand on it. Each bottle was produced abroad and cost tens of thousands.

Mo Ling was silent looking at the bottle of wine. This wine was brought by Lan. This place was actually their territory, but he liked to come here because it was the cleanest place in the entire school. But after they left, for I don't want these potted plants to wither, so I often come here to water them and stay there.

When I first came to Shengxuan, because I was curious about the outside world, I walked for a long time without telling the master, and met a person named Lian.

He didn't look very old at that time. He was wearing a black sweatshirt and a hat, with half of his face buried in the darkness. He carried a sniper rifle behind him, but Mo Ling didn't know what a gun was yet, so he didn't know what a gun was. There is no sense of caution.

In fact, even now, I still don’t know how to use a gun, and I’m not used to those high-tech things. I even rarely use mobile phones. I like the quietness of the bamboo forest, and I am incompatible with this society and communication, so I fell in love with it. sleep.

"What's your name?" he once asked himself.

It was probably because he had been isolated from the world since he was a child. Everything about him was so incompatible with his surroundings that aroused Lian's curiosity. From his clothes to his words with a local accent, he occasionally heard words he didn't understand from Lian's mouth.

"Mo Ling."

Master said that this name represents something in nothingness, and also represents nothingness in something. It is silent and will not attract attention. This is probably because he wants to spend his whole life in silence and in peace.

He is indeed like this, he has not spoken out, and it is still the same as his name, but he can no longer find his way back, so he can only live here for a long time.

"Mo Ling? Are there people named Mo in this country? You are from abroad, right? No wonder you don't know anything about which country you are from."

Mo Ling didn't answer, but later I found out that it was "Mo". Not only was his name misunderstood, but his region was also misunderstood.

The master once taught him something. He could see some things through judgment and prediction, such as the changes in the approaching capital, and the vague breath of life before Lian Kuai left. However, he did not dare to judge easily. He just reminded him , he knows that some things cannot be changed, and fate is destined long ago.

Later, he was taken care of by Lan and Lian, and then he gradually became familiar with the living habits of today's society.

When he talked about what he was doing before, learning something called divination, Lan even complained about it.

He says that he is a great dancer, but he can do tricks all day long.

Indeed, in this information age, if the master really came out, he would be called a liar, and then he would tell people's fortunes under the guise of a semi-immortal.

A pretentious person like Master might be regarded as a clown when he comes here.

Yang Yue stood up and filled up the wine, and the bright red blood-like liquid in the wine bottle rippled in the wine glass.

"We will definitely win."

"For victory, Cheers!"

They all raised their glasses and clinked them gently.

I don’t know when the next time we’ll have a drink together will be, and I don’t know if everyone will still be there.

(End of this chapter)