"Good class" Brad didn’t look at Chen Senran again. He made a neat bow and walked away.

Chen Senran wiped his forehead with a cold sweat and rubbed his fingers, thinking about the strange feeling just now, but suddenly he felt a dark around him. When he looked up, he found that most of the kids were surrounded in front of his face and couldn’t help looking at a funny face next to him. Anne smiled two times.
"You …"
"Come and see, everyone …" When Chen Senran didn’t know how to deal with these little guys, I didn’t know who shouted outside, but it fully aroused the curiosity of these children. They gave up Chen Senran and ran outside after weighing it.
A few of them paused and left a few words, such as, wait for me.
Chen Senran touched the nose and pinched a bad little girl’s little face with a smile. "I knew I was in trouble."
But I didn’t expect the little girl to be shameless and anti-glorious. "Who told people that their innocence was destroyed in your hands? You are responsible …"
Innocent … Responsible … When did this mother learn Chen Senran to hide her face and retreat?
I accidentally saw someone when I took the little girl out.
This man is the sentence, come and see the protagonist, a guy who should be the protagonist in any story.
"Hey, isn’t this Chen Senran?" "What a coincidence!" began Izriel.
Chen Senran will be a little afraid of this blonde young Annie, and she will smile behind her and tunnel, "It’s a great honor to see you again."
And those around Izriel bite by bite, big brother Izriel, sign your name for me, and the kids stare at Chen Senran one by one as if they didn’t believe that Chen Senran would know such a powerful figure as Izriel.
"Are you studying here? It’s really good luck. "Izriel, as always, is very amiable and very simple and honest in front of outsiders.
"It’s really the greatest luck of my life." Chen Senran babbled with this terrible man in front of him, hoping that he would leave soon because he found that little Annie was shaking again.
"Oh, I’m so sorry. I wanted to buy you a drink, but I remembered that I have something to do today and I will come to see you again, Mr. Chen Senran." Izriel seemed to remember something and didn’t continue to talk nonsense with Chen Senran.
"Anytime" Chen Senran did not expose a trace of impatience.
"Good-bye then"
"goodbye"
Chen Senran watched this terrible man dressed in shabby clothes gradually disappear from sight. What did he come to the War College for this time?
Where Chen Senran can’t see, Izriel put away the smiling face that is close to the people and squinted slightly. I don’t know what I was thinking.
Fire man Brad met him head-on at an intersection.
"The data is in the fifth frame of frame 13 of Obsidian Library," Brad said in a low voice.
"Keep an eye on that guy named Chen Senran for me." Isoriel looked at Brad curiously and said in a low voice.
The rising sun stretched the silhouette of two guys with ulterior motives.
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The second finer class is over again …
We have to sort out the details again
Eggs hurt. Give me some recommendations and give me some motivation.
Think I can’t write well. Spray me hard.
The 40th page Spring rain dim cafe at night
It’s already midnight
Spring rain is falling.
Most shops in War College Street have closed, and there are some dark alleys and romantic places on the corner. At this time, there are still singing and dancing, and the magic lights are as bright as day.
This is a secluded street, far from the War College and close to the wall of Gaojunbi, which is considered as the edge of the whole city.
The doors and windows of the whole shop were closed, and the rain fell from the white stone-built house along the drainage pipe and hit the rubble shop, making a snapping sound on the ground.
The wind passed through the cracks in the building and swept away the signs in front of the shops, stirring up the rain and splashing all over the sky. The wind continued to move until the last shop at the end of the street hung outside and the dim magic lights were scattered.
The magic lamp shook and whirled in the middle, and the rain slipped from the lampshade and circled in the whirling light like a rainbow.
This is the only shop in the whole street. There is a faint smell of coffee coming from the loose crystal glass door.
There is dim light coming through the crystal glass floor-to-ceiling windows. From the outside, you can vaguely see a guy with a big beard sleeping with a bag of money.
In fact, this big Hu is the owner of this cafe, and the reason that prompted him to return to the store on such a cold night in spring rain is naturally the bag of money in his hand.
And that person who gave him the bag of money is sit in a daze at the crystal window table near the cafe at the moment.
"I suddenly miss Pieterwoff," the stunned guy said in a sad tone, picking up his sunglasses all the year round.
"Izriel, your breath makes me sick." The kobold sitting opposite him took a sip of cold coffee and taunted him rudely. "And I have to say that this coffee is really terrible. It reminds me of the violent taste of the desert empire."
"All right, all right, Thurss, I feel disgusting, too." Izriel narrowed his eyes in a hurt tone when he put away his feelings. "Guess who I saw today?"
"I don’t like guessing. Tell me the answer." Thursdog’s face showed an impatient look.
"All right, all right, you’re such a boring guy." Izriel so-called shrugged his shoulders. "Hope flame Chen Senran."
"Is it a threat to our plan?" Thurs asked bluntly.