Starting From the Dragon Clan To Penetrate the World

　　 "Immediately delete all your posts for me! Also, you are not allowed to sell my photos to those girls at high prices!"

　　 Lu Chen warned severely.

　　 He is actually not the kind of person who will be angry about the leak of his photos. After all, he has no concept of portrait rights. On the contrary, there are so many people who like his photos. He still has a little bit of...

　　 ahem... He is only eighteen years old, and it is inevitable that he will have normal vanity.

　　 It’s just that he feels a little awkward about Fingel’s commercialization of this matter, which makes him seem very cheap, and makes him pay ten times the price to buy it. Isn’t this a pitfall for a female classmate?

　　Lu Chen also couldn't figure out whether Milana had a brain hole or had a mine at home. A broken photo actually asked to buy it at a thousand times the price.

　　 "Senior brother, as someone who comes here, I want to say that you can't just make a conclusion about this kind of thing so hastily. For example, you haven't asked me what our turnover is these days."

　　 Finger suddenly looked so mature and serious, let alone, it was a bit bluffing.

　　 At least Lu Chen was stunned, and the ghost asked, "How much?"

　　 "3360$, this is the result of selling each series of albums for only 1$."

　　 Finger spit out a number lightly.

Lu Chen was silent. He and Fingel’s supper every day was only 100-200$. Although he had a big appetite, the price of “takeaway” at Kassel College was really not high. The price was mainly because they often offered it. Open two bottles of wine.

　　 "Senior brother, don't worry, I have transferred your student card to the bulk of it. Brother, I, the distributor, can't get some subsidies anyway."

　　 Seeing that Lu Chen didn't speak, Fingel continued to bewildered: "Junior, think about it, you can order more in the future, and you can also try some more high-end drinks."

　　 Lu Chen's eyes changed, and he said to his heart that my generation of Valkyrie did not rely on his fists to eat in another world, but on selling his hue to eat?

　　Think about the money he spent by swiping the card in the past two days, it is likely that it came from "fans", he wondered, is this a soft meal? ?

　　 But... aftertaste the supper just tonight, the black forest ham, paired with his unnamed red wine...

　　 "Brother, you can sell it, don't raise the price."

　　 Finally, Lu Chen turned his head and turned over, meaning that he was ready to go to bed and would not be held accountable anymore.

　　 "Hey, brother, men can rely on this to eat, but it's a skill. I think your brother and I were also a generation of Elvis back then, and I have released albums. Are the younger sisters who admire me also buy it?"

　　Fingel unscrewed the unfinished bottle of red wine beside the bed and took a sip.

"Don’t feel guilty about the high price before. You may not know when you first came to the academy. Those juniors are rich. They are all corrupt capitalism. Just like your little fan of Lionheart Club, her family is in One of the most powerful chaebols in France, not to mention buying a picture of you for a thousand dollars, even if you double it tenfold, it is only the change of the lady."

As he said, Fingel shook the empty wine bottle in his hand. "If you follow her, brother, we won’t drink this anymore. Every day, the five major wineries change, and which year you want? Isn’t that? Do my generation dream!?"

　　 "Brother, that is your dream."

　　 Lu Chen turned over, a little speechless, Senior Brother Fingel could always refresh his understanding of the term lower limit.

　　 "Brother, I don't know the fragrance of soft rice when I was young, so I mistaken my youth for planting rice seedlings! Your brother, I just didn't have the opportunity to grasp it."

　　Fingel looked at someone who came over very regretful.

　　 "Forget it, don't talk about this, brother, do you know the war practice class?"

　　Lu Chen was interrupted by Fingel and was not in the mood to rest, so he changed the subject and asked him what he was concerned about.

　　 "War practice class? Are you going to be dispatched?"

　　Finger also put away the smile on his face, and became serious and serious.

　　 "Not yet, but the principal told me about this in the morning. I guess it might be coming soon. Brother might as well tell me about the precautions for outing tasks, so I might be prepared."

Fingel sat upright from the bed, facing Lu Chen, "Junior, the war practice class is an inevitable experience for the freshman year. The time is usually uncertain, but in fact, there are various tasks in the world that need to be dealt with every day. If the principal says so , Maybe there will be a task suitable for you soon."

　　 "What type are they?"

　　 Lu Chen worried that it would be the kind of investigation and visit type, which was both boring and troublesome. He just wanted to meet a powerful enemy and kill him.

"Usually the first-year war practice classes are relatively simple. Like the time you were discovered by the academy, the students who participated in that mission were at least Grade B. It is considered difficult in the war practice classes. Most of the other classes are investigation assistance. Task."

　　 "But I see Senior Sister Ruticia and they are all watching the wind outside."

"That's right, we are still students. Did you let you fight with the dangerous mixed species for the first time? It was a war practice class, but it was just taking us to experience the atmosphere of the executive department. Seeing blood, let you Understand that Dragon Slaying is not a joke."

　　 "But, brother, there are always exceptions, right?"

　　 Lu Chen looked at Fingel with a more and more serious expression~www.readwn.com~ knowing that the other party has something to say.

"Yes, like you did, if it wasn't for your variable, if the dangerous mixed race broke through from the cinema, then the students outside would have to fight a skirmish. That is to say, the war practice class is not entirely for you to go to the theater. ."

As he said, Fingel said again: "And what I just said is only for the common sense of the freshmen below the A level. According to my experience in the college for many years, the first year of the A level students’ war practice class It will not be easy, the possibility of encountering actual combat is extremely high, even some of the students who died in the first mission."

　　Lu Chen was silent. This was his first impression of this academy. At that time, watching a crowd of people in black jump from a helicopter, it was like a small army stepping on the battlefield. How could there be no deaths on the battlefield?

　　A-level students are also elites in the Kassel Academy, but the academy did not consider them to be cultivated as flowers in a greenhouse. Instead, they threw them into the furnace, and after quenching, they became cold and clear swords.

　　 "So brother, will I encounter any dangerous actual combat in my first war practice class?"

"I said, brother, why did your eyes flash when you said this... After hearing what I said just now, shouldn't normal people shivering and throwing themselves in the arms of the brother and saying,'Brother I am so scared, I don't want to go.' What kind of words?"

　　 Finger looked at Lu Chen's face and couldn't hide the excitement, a little speechless.

　　 "Brother, you have digressed. Do you have to show that I am scared to death to be happy?"

　　 The thing that Lu Chen can't stand most is Fingel's vain words.

　　 "That's not true. It is of course a good thing not to be afraid. It means that it is easier for you to survive in the face of danger. After all, I don't want to lose your good roommate, Junior Brother."

　　 Fingel smiled awkwardly.