Chapter 6 The Duty Officer

The afternoon is the training time for the physical training teams of various departments of the public school. In addition to being the secretary of the chairman of the public school council, Nan Zhiyan is also the president of the public school archery association.

After changing into archery training clothes in the lounge, Nan Zhiyan picked up the headband and tied her hair up, revealing one side of her beautiful and slender neck.

"Senior Nan."

The person next to him glanced at him and immediately blushed, looked away and said hello.

Nan Zhiyan closed the cabinet and looked to the side, seeing the new students who had just joined the club.

The admission time for students of different levels at St. Derek's Royal School is different, so the heroine has not appeared until now.

In front of him was a well-behaved girl with short brown hair. The blue brooch on her chest swayed slightly with the movements of its owner.

The brooch is the totem of St. Derek's Royal College, more like a badge, engraved with a brown bear holding a gem.

The color of the gemstone represents the student's grade, and the grade is divided according to family background and comprehensive test scores of public schools.

The highest level is S, and the lowest is E. S-level students can only come from the four major families. There are only four S-level students now, but Lu Yanjing is not one of them.

Lu Yanjing has no rank and doesn't need one.

Sylvie Deville is a B-grade student and the second daughter of the Deville family. Her mother, Natalia Deville, is the admiral of the 32nd branch of the military.

Nan Zhiyan took a look and information about the person in front of him emerged in his mind.

This was Nan Zhiyan's subconscious reaction. Because he was always with Lu Yanjing, Nan Zhiyan was familiar with the identity and background of almost everyone in the public school.

"Um."

He nodded slightly towards the man as a response, then walked past him and headed out.

Looking at Nan Zhiyan's back, Sewei felt a little depressed. Senior Nan was really as cold as the rumors said.

But it's really beautiful, especially when shooting arrows.

Thinking of the scene she had seen, Sevi sighed softly.

But I don’t know what he was thinking about, his expression suddenly changed again.

I raised my head and tried to find Nan Zhiyan to remind him, but he was gone.

Sewei was a little annoyed. When she came in, she saw Master Weisheng's men taking a freshman to the physical training ground.

The physical training ground is right next to the archery range, and I don’t know if I’ll be seen by Senior Nan.

If she remembered correctly, it was Senior Nan's turn to be on duty today.

I hope Master Weisheng is not here, so that for Master Ulraf’s sake, those annoying guys won’t embarrass Senior Nan.

But in fact, Nan Zhiyan had only taken two steps out of the door when he heard a strange noise.

"Hey, new D-class student, who gave you the courage to sign up for the Mecha Association?"

"You are just a D-level student, but you have great ambitions. But do you think you can rely on your useless family?"

…

Accompanied by some obviously insulting remarks and the boy's groans, Nan Zhiyan stopped.

A trace of annoyance flashed across his eyes. This was not uncommon in St. Derek's Royal School.

Here, class is everything.

Higher-ranking students can manipulate lower-ranking students; this is the “rule” they make.

But Nan Zhiyan has never been bullied, nor does he have any interest in bullying others.

Normally she wouldn't care about these things because they're troublesome.

But today is different, today she is on duty.

The public school stipulates that those on duty have the obligation to stop all violent activities.

The "rules" stipulate that everyone must obey the on-duty personnel, otherwise they will be severely punished, except for S-level students.

But the duty officers are on rotation, so for some people, the day they become duty officers is bad news.

After taking a look at the terminal in his hand that kept sending out warnings, Nan Zhiyan paused and walked towards the source of the sound.

After turning the corner, Nan Zhiyan pushed open the door of the utility room at the end.

"squeak"

The strong light from the corridor poured into the utility room, enough for Nan Zhiyan to see what was going on inside.

The boy whose appearance could not be seen clearly was lying on the ground, his uniform was dirty and there were traces of being dragged.

The exposed forehead was covered with blood, and boys wearing blue and purple brooches were standing or sitting sparsely on the side.

The tall boys almost filled the entire storage room, making the air a little thin.

"What are you doing?"

Nan Zhiyan glanced around and finally stopped at the boy with the purple brooch, and asked lightly.

The boy with blond hair, blue eyes and deep, three-dimensional features leaned against the wall, looking at the boy on the ground with interest.

That’s Galian, Weishenglin’s cousin, who takes his mother’s surname.

Nan Zhiyan’s appearance was somewhat sudden, and the air was stagnant for a moment.

The scolding and ridicule stopped, and everyone looked at the girl at the door.

The slim-fitting training suit outlines the girl's slender waist. Her long hair is tied into a low ponytail and hangs down her back, with only a few strands of hair hanging out and hanging beside her ears.

Nan Zhiyan simply stood there, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, suppressing all the beauty, leaving only coldness.

It was not aggressive, and was even a little too quiet, but it made everyone speechless in an instant.

"Senior Nan!"

They all stood up straight involuntarily, and some did not dare to look Nan Zhiyan in the eye.

"Huh, you're on duty today?"

Seeing Nan Zhiyan, Galian laughed subconsciously and then asked a question in return.

After all, in his memory, Nan Zhiyan is not someone who would meddle in other people's affairs.

Thinking of some things from his childhood, Galian gritted his teeth.

"Rule 13 of the school rules prohibits fighting, bullying and intimidation in the school."

Nan Zhiyan did not answer Galian's question, but instead mentioned the rules and regulations of the public school.

Galian was a little annoyed at being ignored and walked straight to Nan Zhiyan.

The tall boy, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, completely enveloped Nan Zhiyan in his shadow.

Galian lowered his eyes and met Nan Zhiyan's eyes. He was distracted for a moment, then he quickly reacted.

"Nan Zhiyan, you really are as annoying as ever."

Galian almost uttered this sentence while biting his back teeth, with a hint of gnashing of teeth.

The others looked at each other and dared not say a word.

"Yeah?"

Nan Zhiyan asked back and then looked away. There were many people in this public school who disliked her, and Galian was just one of them.

"Violating the school regulations will affect your comprehensive test scores. Before that, I hope you can submit a letter of understanding."

Nan Zhiyan glanced at the person on the ground, not sure if he had fainted, and finished his words in a businesslike manner.

"Letter of understanding? Ha."

Galian laughed, seeming a little disdainful.

"Hey, can't you just pretend you didn't see it? Nan Zhiyan, do you know who is..."

"Gallian, shut up."

Galian was a little annoyed, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a deep voice.

Hearing this voice, the people who were originally standing looked somewhere, a trace of fear flashed in their eyes, and then they lowered their heads and stepped aside.