This damn cat

Xie Lang: "..."

Although he really wanted to get angry, but when he turned his head and saw His Highness the Prince's earnest and well-behaved expression, it seemed that he really wanted to ask for peace.

Thinking that he was too embarrassed to go and sue the queen, Xie Lang simply closed his eyes and accepted His Royal Highness's stupid request for a truce.

The night of their first meeting passed by like this.

Sleeping on the round bed in the palace room, Xie Lang hugged the dried fish, stared at the ceiling with a pair of cat eyes, and began to think about the whole thing seriously.

He never thought that he would have such luck that he could transfer to the Royal Academy smoothly.

At first, he disagreed because he felt that the royal family would definitely re-select someone, and he was worried about wasting the study time before the college entrance examination, so he simply rejected this kind of pie-in-the-sky thing.

Because 17 years of life experience told him clearly: You don't have that kind of luck, you have to work harder and endure more than anyone else, so that you can live like ordinary people on the surface.

Never expect luck, without hope there is no disappointment.

But this matter went incredibly smoothly, and the royal family did not plan to re-elect a companion.

The only worry left: the conjecture about the prince's sexuality, now it seems that I am thinking too much.

He got the ladder to the upper class for no reason, like a dream.

The prince is obviously the same as him, not looking forward to a good relationship between the two parties.

This is even better, there is no need to deliberately cater to each other, and it is perfect without interfering with each other during the study period.

Back home the next morning, Chen Xingguo and his mother asked for leave and waited for Xie Lang at home.

"How is it? Is Your Highness satisfied with you?" Chen Xingguo couldn't wait to inquire, fearing that Xie Lang would offend the prince and affect Duoduo's quota.

Xie Lang raised the small dried fish in his hand: "This is a gift specially prepared for me by His Highness. The predictions of the Holy Witch are always very accurate. When I first met His Highness, I felt very close, as if I met my own brother."

At this moment, Xie Lang was sure that he had the bargaining chip to fight back, so he calmly started to attack Chen Xingguo.

First of all, let this scum spit out the money he has been greedy from his grandparents over the years.

Xie Lang mostly spoke and acted in this calm manner, and today he was extraordinarily relaxed and cheerful, Chen Xingguo naturally couldn't see that he was lying.

Hearing that he has such a harmonious relationship with the prince, Chen Xingguo felt a little sour.

Originally, he only hoped that Xie Lang would not offend the prince, and he didn't want the white-eyed wolf to get too familiar with the royal family. He didn't expect...

Jealousy is jealousy, it's not what it used to be, and he didn't dare to say bad things to Xie Lang anymore, so he could only smile hypocritically: "I was worried that you, an ignorant boy, would make the prince unhappy, now it's better! Now it's better !"

"I didn't expect it to be so smooth." Xie Lang took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Chen Xingguo.

"What is this for?" Chen Xingguo said with a smile, "You keep your phone. I just got angry two days ago. We are all a family..."

"This phone is broken." Xie Lang interrupted him: "Buy me a new one."

Chen Xingguo was taken aback, "What?"

"Didn't Navi just release a new model of mobile phone last month, just buy that one." Xie Lang casually walked to the sofa and sat down.

Seeing Xie Lang's natural look, Chen Xingguo's face was extremely ugly, but he didn't even dare to say a word of sarcasm, and he reluctantly replied kindly: "Your first task now is to study, as long as the mobile phone can be used, if you want to buy it then What are the expensive ones for?"

"His Royal Highness asked me to play a mobile game with him, which requires high performance of the mobile phone." Xie Lang casually looked sideways at Chen Xingguo, his eyes seemed to lock on the prey, but his tone was still indifferent: "No way, I have to obey Your Highness's order." Meaning. We are all a family, and when Duoduo and I get the title, are we afraid that we won’t be able to earn back this little money?”

Mentioning Duoduo's title, Chen Xingguo swallowed, rolled his eyes, and probed with a smile: "In fact, some brands of mobile phones are more cost-effective, such as..."

"Mobile phones with different systems have different accounts on different servers." Xie Lang said, "I have to use the same model as His Highness to play with him."

Chen Xingguo frowned: "Is there another theory?"

Xie Lang stared at him: "Is there a problem?"

"No problem, no problem." Chen Xingguo forced a smile, and when he looked down, his eyes were full of resentment.

It's just the beginning, Xie Lang thought to himself, this scumbag can't be cornered all at once and run away.

Just like he did to his mother, deepen the torture bit by bit, let him reluctantly choose to give in every time, until he gets used to humiliation and trampling.

This may be the talent of ruthlessness.

Xie Lang is very satisfied with his dark psychology, and it seems that he has finally gradually revealed his predatory posture.

Be a powerful villain to survive in this cruel society.

**

Two days later, all the formalities were completed, and Xie Lang stepped into the new school gate.

The affiliated high school of the Royal Academy is located inside the university. Xie Lang once looked at this magnificent building across Changming Lake.

Because of the occlusion of the trees, when you look from a distance, you can only see the spiers of the castle, which is very majestic.

Stepping into it now, the eyes are full of green and beautiful scenery, making the retro buildings in front of you light and bright.

The brown castle surrounded by lawns is covered by moss, and the emerald green ivy seems to climb along the growth of the moss, making people feel like they are in a fairy tale.

Although it was the early morning arrival time, the number of students entering the school gate was sparse, not as crowded as ordinary colleges and universities, they only walked in groups of twos and threes.

According to the map at the school gate, Xie Lang quickly found his teaching building, and saw a man with glasses who looked like a teacher standing at the gate of the class from a distance.

The two looked at each other, and the man with glasses immediately strode forward and asked him, "Are you the new classmate Xie Lang?"

"Yes, good morning, sir." Xie Lang was not sure if he was the teacher.

The man with glasses nodded: "Please come with me, the principal is looking for you."

The principal of this school is Shengwu.

Xie Lang guessed that he would meet with him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

With curiosity, he followed the man with glasses to the principal's office.

The old man sitting behind the desk frowned, lowered his head solemnly, and was reading a book as thick as Cihai.

After entering the door, the man with glasses just moved a chair for Xie Lang to sit down, and then quietly backed out.

Xie Lang was a little embarrassed and didn't know whether to say hello or not.

The holy witch looks like he is five or sixty years old, and he is more energetic and serious than on TV.

According to rumors, the holy witch is hundreds of years old and has assisted four generations of Oga emperors.

But Xie Lang didn't believe it. He felt that the holy witch was just a family that continued to inherit the profession of this magic stick, and it was impossible for the same person to be there for hundreds of years.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the old man put a bookmark, closed the book, looked up at Xie Lang coldly, and said in a low voice, "Why did you transfer to this school?"

Xie Lang was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a while, and replied, "It's you...and the royal family who gave me this opportunity."

"Why did you transfer to this school?" The old man repeated the question blankly.

Xie Lang was a little confused.

What does this old man want to do?Test him?

He didn't want to appear stupid, so he immediately cheered up and pondered the question calmly.

Not long after, Xie Lang replied solemnly: "To help His Highness transform a dragon."

"No one can help Lu Ziyao transform into a dragon." The old man said coldly.

"..." Xie Lang frowned, suspecting that the old man wanted to find fault, so he retorted not calmly: "You predicted that..."

"That prediction revealed the opportunity for Lu Ziyao to transform into a dragon, not that you are his tool to transform into a dragon."

The old man kept a straight face, and continued coldly: "No one can help him transform into a dragon, only himself can help him. Everyone's future comes from their own choices. One thought becomes a demon, and one thought becomes a Buddha." , what is your choice? Xie Lang, why did you choose this school?"

Xie Lang opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

The old man answered for him: "Because this school has top-notch resources and can achieve the future you want, right?"

Xie Lang's flickering eyes suddenly became firm, he calmed down, fixedly stared at the old man opposite, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, sir."

"Very well, I hope you will be honest with me in this way, although it is a difficult request in the environment in which you grew up."

The old man stared at Xie Lang with his insight into the world: "The first thing I want you to understand: you came to this school for yourself, not for anyone else's vassal. So, don't make a show of giving it to anyone. See, whatever happens in the future, let your true thoughts guide you to make choices."

For some reason, Xie Lang's disdainful attitude before coming here has completely disappeared at this moment, and the old man in front of him made him feel a sense of shock from the bottom of his heart.

As if hypnotized, he asked the old man the first true thought in his heart: "Do I have to make a sincere choice in order to help His Highness transform the dragon?"

The old man replied: "Don't think about Lu Ziyao, I have already told you, live for yourself. The future intersection between you and him is God's will, but no one can predict the result. You two may make each other better, or you may be together. There is no redemption. The judgment I gave to Lu Ziyao actually applies to you as well."

Xie Lang held back his smile: "You mean, I can also transform into a dragon?"

The old man replied: "You can also get rid of the impasse in the future."

Xie Lang frowned: "With all due respect, sir, even if I am expelled, I can still go back to ordinary colleges and universities to take the exam. My grades are not bad. Losing this quota will not put my future in jeopardy."

The old man closed his eyes and shook his head: "You, like Ziyao, are heading towards a desperate situation. The difference is that his disaster comes from the outside world, while your disaster comes from your heart. Therefore, I want you to follow this principle. Heart."

Xie Lang: "..."

He actually said that the disaster of the pampered prince came from the outside world, and that the disaster of him who suffered domestic violence came from the heart. This magic stick can be said to be very unreliable.