Do you want to be put in a sack and beaten up in school?
Everyone around laughed when they heard this.
Chu Ci tilted her head and thought about it, as if she was seriously considering the feasibility of this suggestion.
Although the folding chairs and folding tables are not reliable, I will probably be visiting the place many times, so I should be able to have some food and drinks.
Chu Ci thought so, squinted her eyes and nodded happily.
The person next to him was just saying it casually, and no one around took it seriously.
It wasn't long before class started.
The morning class ended quickly.
There are no other classes in the afternoon, and the first-level freshmen should still be in the classroom listening to the person in charge explain various precautions.
After finishing his meal and taking a short rest, Chu Ci went to the library to learn more about this dimension that he had never encountered before, and also learned the rest of the knowledge he needed to learn.
You Xinqing knew how much the original owner loved studying, and she was quite understanding of his behavior of going to the library even though he had no classes.
He didn't ask any questions at all. He lay on the bed in the dormitory, waved at Chu Ci and let Chu Ci go out.
Because of the evolution of mental power, especially for humans who are mainly combative, the number and opportunities of quarrels between people have increased. Therefore, in order to avoid such situations from happening frequently, the school tries its best to give these guys with strong mental power and strong aggressiveness enough space and territory.
The entire school is quite large, and the dormitories for their main and auxiliary departments are all for two people.
Of course, even so, it cannot fundamentally prevent them from fighting, just like what is happening now.
It was just getting dark, but there was still some light, and the surroundings were a little dim.
But I can still see clearly what is happening not far away.
Because it was quite late, Chu Ci took a quiet and deserted path back to the dormitory.
Several figures not far away appeared particularly obvious.
You can feel their competitive spirit fighting from a distance.
Quite intense.
Chu Ci paused slightly, squinted her eyes, and looked clearly at the face of the man not far away.
The original owner had a slight face blindness, and he would hardly recognize people he didn't see often no matter how many times he met them.
Chu Ci didn't recognize the person being beaten. She had seen him before, but she did recognize the guy with the arrogant look on his face and the cruel movements.
Feng Luo.
The wind was filled with curses and wails.
This man showed no mercy at all. He looked very dignified while doing it with his eyes lowered, and did not seem rude at all.
He was wearing only the short sleeves of his uniform, which were stained with dust and a few drops of blood.
Only from this can we see that he was fighting, not creating any art.
Chu Ci blinked and tilted her head.
I was a little distracted thinking, this guy is really a thorn wherever he goes, the kind that doesn't obey discipline.
It was even better now. He had only been in school for a few days, and she had already caught him in a fight. And he was only a freshman in the first grade.
Chu Ci stopped and stood not far away, thinking aimlessly.
The young man over there was thin, holding the hair of a person he had kicked down. He ignored his curses and lowered his eyes. The teardrop mole at the corner of his eye was a little dazzling on his fair cheek.
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