[Chapter 295 Freshman Representative Robert]

Thirty minutes later, Robb saw the most terrifying picture in his life, no one!

Hundreds of playboys from noble families, all wearing silk stockings, stood neatly in large square formations on the playground of the academy. The forest of black silky legs and white silky legs, terrifying legs! , with a pair of bloomers on top, densely packed, a large piece, looking around, how terrifying.

Go crazy! Go crazy!

“Ouch!”

Robb stood by the playground and threw up the breakfast he just ate.

A figure in black armor appeared beside him. It was actually the head of the Knights of the Black Earth, the Grand Duke Madeleine. This young duchess came to the Magic Academy for some unknown reason, and also appeared in Robb. Behind him: “What’s wrong with you?”

Robb covered his forehead and said, “It’s okay, it’s just that there are too many people, and I’m a little dizzy. Hey? Why did you come to the academy?”

“I’m patrolling!” Madeleine seemed to casually say: “In order to investigate the serial assassination case, I patrolled all over the city. I happened to be patrolling the Magic Academy today, so I came in to watch the opening ceremony.”

“Strange patrolling route.” Robb pointed to the hundreds of people on the playground: “How stupid. The killer will not appear in a place where there are so many people.”

Madeleine’s face remained unchanged: “This is not necessarily.”

At this time, the students next to him also began to discuss: “What is that person spitting there?”

“Listen . You say it’s dizzy!”

“Is there such a thing?”

“It’s not surprising. The first time I saw the army led by my father standing in front of me, I was also dizzy for a while. Thousands of people, all dressed in The same clothes, standing in front of you, really dizzy.”

“He looks a little shabby, what’s the origin?”

“Shh! Don’t look at him dressed like this, but he is an orphan of the Smith family. The Grand Duke Madeleine has already said that he will take care of him, and Her Majesty the Queen personally waived his tuition fees. This man looks poor, but he can’t afford to offend him. Go bully him, you will be killed.”

“Yeah, didn’t you see it? Madeleine seems to have come to see him for admission.”

Robb’s ears were sharp, and he immediately heard the conversation of these guys, thinking to himself : Done! The story of pretending to be slapped in the face written in the novel can’t be activated, no one is here to bully me, and the Duchess is inexplicably covering me, how can I slap me in the face? What kind of college chapter is he talking about? Don’t play cards according to the routine.

Forget it, there is no reason to talk to these men in stockings. I look at the girls and change my mood.

Robb turned his attention to the square formed by the girls. There were not many girls in the Magic Academy, only less than a hundred, far fewer than boys.

The young ladies of these noble families all wear robes, the kind of women’s robes that are common in the game world of swords and magic. They are all bare legs, and no one wears stockings.

It can be seen from this that the popular wind direction of Guangming Road and Xifeng Town is still a little different.

In West Wind Town, men rarely wear silk stockings, because Godfather will complain about being ugly to men who wear silk stockings, and Godfather is the weather vane of West Wind Town. I don’t like to wear pantyhose.

In the same way, Godfather always praises women for looking good in stockings, so women with a little money in West Wind Town will buy one to wear and learn from Lillian’s style, which is said to be Godfather’s favorite style.

However, on this road of light, Robb’s influence is not enough, or, in other words, has no influence at all.

Men here are the main force in wearing stockings, but women don’t wear them.

Robb couldn’t see the long-legged lady with black silk, but he could only see the man with black silky thighs. He couldn’t be comforted by the crit, so he squatted in the corner of the playground and drew circles.

At this time, the opening ceremony officially began.

An old man stepped onto the podium, probably the dean of the Magic Academy, looking at him dressed like a great magician with high morals. He was talking nonsense on the podium. Basically, he was talking about the long tradition of the Royal Academy of Magic. The students of the Royal Academy of Magic should serve the country and be loyal to Her Majesty. It’s all rubbish.

After talking about the trash, he said loudly: “Now that I have finished speaking, I have a student representative come to the stage to say a few words, um, this student representative is the famous orphan of the Smith family in the Kingdom of Gran, Robert Smith, everyone applauds Welcome.”

The applause rang out, and a large group of people turned to look at Robb at the same time.

Robb was stunned: “What the hell?”

Madeleine whispered: “The dean has called your name, and asked you to speak on the stage, you can just go up and say something.”

Robb said: “Why me?”

Madeleine whispered: “The dean is your grandfather’s good friend, take this opportunity to show it well.”

Robb: “…”

This makes no sense, Robb knows that he is “being fired” Now, there is obviously no need for such a small stove, so why do you have to shake your head up?

So troublesome, I want to be lazy!

But his current status does not allow him to be rash and not give other people face.

Do you still want to learn how to make magic props?

That’s all, that’s all, just go up and talk about it.

He walked up to the stage with a depressed face. When he passed by the old dean, the old man suddenly burst into tears. He didn’t know where he got such rich feelings. He hugged Robo and said, “My child, you If I had known earlier that John still has a grandson living in this world, I would have gone to you.”

Robb: “…”

Damn, the fake identity Sofa made up for me is a bit too much Come on, why are you so arrogant? I just want to secretly learn to make magic props in a low-key way.

The old man said solemnly: “My child, you should talk to your classmates first, you can talk about anything, talk about your mental journey, your future goals, your fighting spirit, etc. What kind of mental outlook should a student have.”

Are ghosts interested in talking about this? I’m just here to steal professional skills. Robb lacked interest. He took a magic tool for amplification from the old man’s hand. Dao Xian cleared his throat, faced the students under the stands, glanced over them one by one, and then… …

“vomit!”

vomited again!

The black silk big hairy leg forest is really scary.

After finally spitting and spitting, Robb’s face was facing the audience, but his eyes were looking at the sky. Anyway, the old dean didn’t want me to say my future goals, right? OK! Let me tell you.

He sank his face, looked serious, and picked up the magic amplifier.

[End of This Chapter]