MTL - He Holds a Rose from the Abyss-Chapter 4 moving bricks on site

For the next few days, Chi Lang still went to class according to his schedule. Although he can't understand the lessons, and he also understands that it is difficult to learn these lessons in a short period of time.

But as a teenager who has never been exposed to supernatural powers before, and is full of yearning for magic described in movies and novels, he still has a little expectation for magic.

For example, look forward to learning some basic magic.

But he was still wrong.

He went to find a book called "Introduction to Magic", which is the most basic magic book, which only talks about the basic rules and meditation methods of magic, with a few zero-order magics attached.

But Chi Lang could never feel the "magic" described in the book.

He even fell asleep while doing "meditation" according to the book.

According to his understanding of the original owner, the original owner would definitely use magic. Why can't he use it.

Chi Lang looked at the book "Introduction to Magic" and felt that he was reading a book from heaven, and he couldn't learn anything. He looked at the snow scene outside the window with a trace of envy.

- There is snow outside the window.

It was clearly July, the hottest time of the year, but the entire academy was covered with snow.

When Chi Lang saw the snow for the first time, he and Sheffield were in the library.

Although Sheffield promised to help him cheat, Chi Lang believed that he could still learn classes such as "History of Magic" and "Monster Illustration" by relying on the rote memorization talent of the great Chinese students.

So he also joined the army of final reviewers in the library and gave up the normal course.

He first saw a small flake of snow, which fell slowly, stuck to the library window, and then melted in the sun. Then, large swaths of snowflakes fell one after another, reflecting the sunlight, covering the entire academy.

This spectacle caused a sensation in the library, and almost everyone was attracted.

Chi Lang: "Why is it snowing?"

Sheffield also frowned: "It should be an elemental riot."

Chi Lang silently digested this incomprehensible term, and heard another student say: "It's the elemental riot of Teacher Chloe from the Elemental Department. I remember that this teacher was recently studying the magic of ice elements. on."

"That should be right, the snow will melt in a few days at most." Sheffield looked at Chi Lang.

At this moment, Chi Lang was all focused on the snow outside the window. He was staring intently at the falling snow, with a look of longing and dazed expression on his face.

"Do you... like snow?"

"No," Chi Lang shook his head, "I just think...that teacher is so powerful...the magic is so powerful..."

And I'm just a rookie who can't even open the bedroom door.

In addition to studying in the library, Chi Lang spends the rest of his time working in a pub outside the school.

Sheffield saw his financial distress and was kind enough to offer him some financial help. Chi Lang struggled to refuse, and after walking around the academy for a few times, he actually found a job that he could barely do.

In a tavern not far from the academy, the boss is recruiting helpers.

This tavern is not big, there is a dirty signboard hanging on the door - "House of Hope", and the ground inside the tavern seems to have not been cleaned for a long time, with dark marks left and right. .

When Chi Lang opened the door and entered, the first person he saw was an old lady. The old lady was wearing an apron with a smile on her face.

"Hello, I heard that you are recruiting helpers here, right?"

The old lady was a little surprised: "Are you a student of Saints Magic Academy?"

Chi Lang nodded.

The old lady's expression was a little weird.

After chatting with the old lady, he realized that the two helpers before this tavern were also students of the academy, but they all went back to the school to review the final assessment during this time.

Only he came to work because of poverty.

And his job is to go to the outer city to buy fresh fruit during the day, because the tavern will provide some fresh juice every day, and at night he needs to help in the tavern with tea, wine, checkout, and cups.

The old lady White promised to pay him a silver coin a day.

Really cheap labor. Chi Lang only sighed with emotion, and then started his life in the tavern-library-bedroom.

His day starts at six in the morning, and he leaves the bedroom with a piece of brown bread. He needs to walk through the small inner city to buy some fresh and cheap fruit. It was almost eight o'clock by the time he carried the baskets of fruit back to the tavern.

Then he went to the library, where he stayed until five o'clock in the afternoon, and then went to the pub to help. The closing time of the pub in the evening depends entirely on the guests, so Chi Lang has been extremely sleep-deprived these days.

Although he was half-tired every day, lacked sleep, and had a poor diet, he was still at a loss as to the way forward, but the sense of security that money gave him gradually washed away some of his worries in another world.

But he was troubled by another thing.

He went back to the dormitory very late every day, and he could not enter the door of the dormitory, so he had to let Sheffield open it for him. So he wakes Sheffield from sleep almost every day.

He thought Sheffield was a really good-natured man, and he didn't show displeasure when he was woken up. Chi Lang became more and more restless, feeling that his behavior was inappropriate.

On this day, he returned to the dormitory late at night again.

That teacher Chloe's elemental riot was not over yet, and the whole academy was still covered in snow.

Chi Lang stood in front of his bedroom door without knocking. He stared at the magic circle on the door and covered his hand.

Sheffield had taught him how to drive the magic circle several times, and Chi Lang believed that it was not difficult to drive the magic circle. But he really couldn't feel the magic, so he couldn't open the door.

Chi Lang thought about seeing Sheffield in the library today, and his eyes were dark blue.

Guilt stopped him from knocking on the door. Chi Lang walked to the stairway alone, sat down, and thought that he would just leave it alone. After six o'clock, he went to buy fruit and went to the library to lie down. Get some more sleep.

But he couldn't sleep, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind, and Chi Lang suddenly thought of another thing.

He walked down the stairs, and when he got out of the dormitory building, he found an open space.

There was no snow at this time, but the snow was thick. Chi Lang started to build a snowman.

He remembered a guest he met today.

The first impression of this man on Chi Lang was impressive—his hair was red.

When Chi Lang saw him for the first time, he thought to himself, this person must be rebellious.

This guy entered the pub and ordered ten bottles of the most expensive wine.

Chi Lang: "Ten bottles?"

The red-haired monster gave him a sideways glance, and nodded very rebelliously.

Chi Lang set him ten bottles of wine, and the red-haired monster picked up one and began to pour it. But he immediately spit out the wine he drank and shouted, "What kind of wine is this, so bad to drink?"

Mrs. White's smile was a little frozen, and Chi Lang didn't know what to say for a while.

It's just that the red-haired monster drank all ten bottles of wine while saying that it was unpleasant, and it was very fast.

After drinking, he started to go crazy.

Very unruly and drunkenly.

At this time, he was the only guest left, and Chi Lang was expecting him to leave quickly, so he swayed beside him.

The red-haired monster stared at him: "You say, why doesn't she like me?"

Hearing this is the pain of youth in the second year of middle school. Chi Lang wanted to end this topic quickly, so he said, "It's okay, you will meet better people."

The red-haired monster was hard-hearted: "I just like her," and then he was very sad. "I helped her organize all her subjects' notes, but she said that I was not from the illusion department, and that we didn't have a common language. , and then she was with an illusion boy."

Chi Lang: "You can also... find someone from your department... and get together."

The red-haired monster still stared at him, and then spit out a pile of vomit with a "wow".

Chi Lang's face was stiff, but he resigned himself to clean up the pool of unknown objects on the ground.

The red-haired monster was still telling his story.

"I want to switch to the illusion department."

Chi Lang: "Turn around if you want, and pursue your love bravely."

The red-haired monster: "But the magic of the illusion system is too boring, and the element system is fun."

Chi Lang: "Your own interests are also very important, you force..."

The red-haired monster: "Magic is better, I won't fall in love in the future."

The red-haired monster seemed to have suddenly figured it out.

Chi Lang: ? ? ?

Fine. Chi Lang felt that the emotional problem of the red-haired monster was finally solved, and then the red-haired monster began to sing.

The singing is also indescribable.

After this singing, I don't know how long it took, and when Chi Lang was finally about to stop his singing, the red-haired monster fell asleep. Chi Lang neatly packed his things, closed the door of the tavern, and simply left the red-haired monster in the tavern. ,

Chi Lang thought about what the red-haired monster had done, and his grief came from it, and he built a snowman on the ground. He piled it up imagining the red-haired monster.

After stacking, Chi Lang was very satisfied with his work, then clenched his fists and punched the snowman.

"Kill you red-haired monster," Chi Lang whispered, "Idiots don't deserve love."

Chi Lang felt at ease both physically and mentally after venting his anger on the red-haired monster snowman. He took another branch and wrote on the snow. He looked up at the sky, and suddenly felt that the poems were bursting with excitement. He wanted to encourage himself. He wrote this sentence in Chinese characters:

"Life is proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves."

It is a happy thing to see Chinese characters at such a time.

Sheffield was standing in the bedroom. He looked out the window and happened to see Chi Lang.

With his alertness, he had felt it since Chi Lang stood in front of the bedroom door.

It's just that Chi Lang didn't knock on the door, nor did he take the initiative to open the door.

He started watching Chilang build a snowman, watched him build a snowman hard, and then destroyed the snowman with one punch after another. Then he saw what Chi Lang wrote on the snow.

Sheffield was pretty sure it was a literal and not some meaningless symbol.

Snow began to float in the sky again, and Sheffield's body revealed a gloomy aura. He narrowed his eyes slightly and drew the curtains.

Chi Lang still slept at the entrance of the stairs for a while, but when he woke up in a daze, he found Sheffield standing in front of him.

Sheffield had a faint smile on his face, but his tone was a little cold: "Don't go out today, just sleep in the bedroom."

This sentence was uttered by him with a meaning that could not be rejected.

Sheffield opened the bedroom door for him. "I'll help you ask Mrs. White's leave."

Chi Lang wanted to say a few more words. Sheffield raised his hand, his face softened, and his tone was gentle, making people feel as if the warm March breeze was coming.

"If you don't sleep, I won't help you with the final assessment."

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