Chapter 43: Angel

Li Mochen had just entered the door of Linden College, and was warned by the grade consultant he had approached.
"Listen! Andrei, I know that your absence from school these days is due to something. But what the hospital said was that you were discharged three days ago, right? Why did you miss school these days? Wherever I go, what I have done, I do n’t care now. I only care about your grades. Next week, there are two unit tests (unit test chaptertest, which is an important part of Meigao ’s classroom, and the test time is longer. It often takes up one class time, and accounts for a large proportion of the average grade point of the entire GPA), and the mid-term exam will come in two weeks. You know? I do n’t want to see your score drop, Andrea! "
"I understand, sir, I am very confident in the two weeks of testing."
Although this grade consultant's tone is very aggressive, his eyes are also very fierce. However, Li Mochen knew that this man was out of kindness and really indifferent, how could he know that he had left the hospital three days ago?
"You do not understand!"
The white man in his forties seemed to be angry, but he hummed at the end and endured it: "I hope you are telling the truth, I will look at you. Little boy, you are different from others now , Understand? For you, one step back is the abyss, hell, you have to put in the effort of others several times before you will fall from here, I hope you remember this sentence. Of course, if you are going to rot If you have n’t said it, then. "
Li Mochen felt quite helpless. His eloquent ‘Shen Xiao Wuji Prosperous Purple Deficiency Fairy King’ could n’t even get the middle school students ’exams and tests?
If it is just the content in the textbook, he has already understood the memory. And if it is outside the textbook-he had already taken the three courses of mathematics, physics and chemistry to the twelfth grade last night.
This is Li Mochen ’s self-defined priority, and the priority is far more than the books he borrowed from the internal library of Linden, so he is still very confident in the next test.
"Amo, don't be angry, Mr. Richard. He is a good person. He can treat us like the dark-skinned guys like him in school. There are only a few. He just cares about you—"
After the grade consultant left, William carefully looked at Li Mochen's expression: "You don't know, he has been asking me about your affairs every day these days, and he is even preparing to report to the police station today."
"In this way, this person really has great ethics and deserves admiration!"
Li Mochen nodded slightly, and then looked at William: "In your eyes, I just don't know what to do?"
"You have quarreled with him before, don't you remember the things about going out to work?"
William Jacques was still a little worried: "Amo, you have no problem with this midterm exam? You know? Many people in Class A and B are waiting to see your jokes."
Li Mochen couldn't help but yell, lifted his foot and walked toward the south of the school: "You might as well worry about yourself instead of thinking about me!"
When the two came to the exclusive gymnasium of the Cold Weapon Fighting Club, it was already very lively.
Although several coaches have not arrived yet, a dozen or so students, including Louise Linden, consciously do various fighting techniques or equipment exercises in the gymnasium.
Li Mochen keenly noticed that there were two bright young girls in the crowd, so his heart began an abnormal rhythm.
This made Li Mochen's brow furrowed and hurried into the men's locker room.
It hasn't been completely repaired yet, and you can still see some traces left four days ago, so Li Mochen couldn't help but have some associations.
Fortunately, there is an ice blood stone necklace. Li Mochen actively inspired the runes on the necklace. With the help of the cold air passing from his chest, he maintained his consciousness in the state of "shenyiqijing. Dust and dirt".
When he changed his clothes, he walked out of the locker room, and even looked squintly, without giving his eyes to others. Go directly to the stadium on the east side of the stadium, and start training with William.
The latter uses a pair of double-edged swords, and the moves are fierce and fierce. They like to have a dazzling offensive like a storm, which makes people unable to deal with it. In the past, this knife's skill did not make the original owner suffer, but today's Li Mochen is different from the past. In his eyes, the knife skills exhibited by William Shi are full of flaws, and there are loopholes in the tricks. When it is fast, it is not fast, and when it is slow, it is desperately accelerated.
Li Mochen is very patient, he plans to let William let go, and wait for a glimpse of the fighting skills and habits mastered by this guy, then consider a complete teaching plan.
He still remembered his promise to William before, and recently took the time to point out the latter's fighting skills, although this one must not have taken his words seriously.
But when nine o'clock arrived, several coaches in the club began to work, William Jacques was called away. Li Mochen was left alone in the corner, and no one took it for granted. There is no coach to give him guidance, and no other classmates want him to practice.
Li Mochen couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly, thinking about the original Li Mochen's sense of presence in the club, it was really weak and pitiful, and the popularity was also poor.
Of course, this does not exclude the reason that the original owner was just transferred to the school. UU reading www.uukanshu.com but what is certain is that the club has obviously given up his hopes for the game in the afternoon. At this time, even William, who entered the loser group, opened a small stove for him, but he entered the second round of unattended.
So for the next hour, Li Mochen could only work alone. He is now mainly engaged in the exercise of partial strength equipment. At this time, he is in need of various physical exercises to help him take several medicaments recently to achieve the maximum strengthening effect.
But when he thought he would spend this morning, the dark-haired girl who had met before suddenly came to him and extended a friendly hand to him.
"Are Andrea classmates? Introduce yourself. My name is Angela Medici. I transferred to school four days ago. Now you are your classmate. You can call me Angel-"
Li Mochen's face was slightly cold, and he thought what the girl came to see him for? Is it an apology?
He was full of precautions, but he still shook hands politely with each other: "Hello, Classmate Medici. Is there anything?"
"Andre's voice is so cold."
Angela smiled: "I'm sorry for what happened four days ago, and I hope you can forgive my partner's recklessness. My personal housekeeper told me that you are safe now, right?"
"I'm fine now, you don't have to apologize, after all, I was wrong at the time, not to mention that you also gave enough compensation."
Li Mochen is still very serious about this matter. After all, he is a generation of fairy kings in the realm of the original dome, and naturally has the spirit of fairy kings. Although the process was very embarrassing, it made Li Mochen a disgrace and shame since his life, but he is such a person of such age that it is always difficult to care about with the two little girls. His mind is narrow, not in this respect.