Will Mozun know how to multiply today? [Traveling]

Chu Nian's hands were slightly larger than his own, and the palms and fingertips were covered with a thin layer of calluses, which were rough to the touch.

As soon as his five fingers touched him, Chu Nian grabbed himself with his backhand.He didn't have much strength, but he seemed to lock himself tightly.

Jiang Yike was stunned.

Something rushed up from the touching skin, and walked along the blood vessels, every foot and inch that flowed seemed to be burning with fire.

Chu Nian said: "Let's go."

He took Jiang Yike by the hand, and walked out from behind the class line with neither fast nor slow pace.

So familiar... Is it my illusion?

Jiang Yike let Chu Nian hold him, and followed behind him a little restlessly.

The Demon Realm has been divided into North and South since ancient times. After decades of bloody battles between the two realms, the Northern Realm was overthrown.The emperor's father died at the hands of the Demon Lord of the Southern Realm, and his mother sacrificed herself to protect herself.

In the entire northern realm, only the only son of Mozun and a few of his subordinates remained.

And at that time, the "shadow" who had been standing behind him held his hand gently like this.

His face was covered with a black cloth, but his eyes were as bright as bright stars.

He said to himself, "Let's go."

So the two of them moved forward together, stepping on the scorching fireworks, towards the Fengran long sword standing in the hot magma and sealed by ten layers of barriers.

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The two walked up around the edge of the playground.Most of the teams stood on the lawn in the center of the track, and the students listened to the principal's speech silently, falling asleep.

Chu Nian led Jiang Yike all the way to the side of the podium, Jiang Yike looked at several teachers standing on the side, and was inexplicably scared.

He stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Chu Nian's clothes, with a vigilant expression on his face: "Hey, what do you think is that little ceremony?"

Chu Nian was still playing tricks: "You will find out later."

Don't answer me, right?

Jiang Yike stubbornly stood on the spot and refused to leave, his fingertips were still holding on to the corner of Chu Nian's clothes, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"Don't tell me what age ranking it is, and pull me up as a negative example," Jiang Yike said angrily, "It's too much."

Chu Nian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How is it possible?"

A teacher at the side noticed the two of them coming, and quickly greeted them: "You are here."

She smiled and patted Jiang Yike's shoulder: "Come with me, Chu Nian will go up first, and after your name is called, just go up the stairs on the left side of the podium."

Jiang Yike was taken away by the teacher in a daze, he turned his head to look at Chu Nian, and saw that the other party was still standing where he was, beckoning to him.

What is this and what? ?

The principal was still giving a speech on the stage. After looking forward to the future, he returned to reality, and began to talk about security issues inside and outside the school, as well as a series of frictions and collisions among classmates.

He hammered the podium, filled with righteous indignation: "Our Nancheng No. [-] Middle School is located in the center of the city, and there are mixed fish and dragons outside the campus. Students must keep their eyes open and protect themselves!"

"Speaking of such vicious incidents, I can't help but think of Balabala... Now let's invite Chu Nian!"

There was a burst of weak, sparse, and extremely perfunctory applause from the audience.

Chu Nian didn't care too much, he walked to the podium calmly and adjusted the position of the microphone.

He was wearing a solemn winter dress, with a black tie at the neckline, which further accentuated his slender neck.

The standing students got a little more energetic, and even whispered a few times.

"Hello, dear teachers and classmates."

The voice from the loudspeaker was neither high nor low, mixed with a trace of noisy electric current, covered with a somewhat muffled tone.

"I'm Chu Nian."

So formal, is it really a speech?

The teacher found a chair for Jiang Yike, and he sat down on the chair, watching Chu Nian's speech from the side with great interest.

To be honest, this was the first time he saw Chu Nian pretending to be so solemn, standing on the stage and speaking in a serious manner.

Kind of fun.

Chu Nian's speech was completely unscripted, and he memorized the script in front of the microphone, with no ups and downs in his voice:

"The great western philosopher Nietzsche once said... Mr. Lu Xun, a famous modern Chinese writer, once said..."

Yo, quite good at citing classics.

Jiang Yike listened to his speech while shaking his legs. Chu Nian's manuscript was really well written, but Jiang Yike had never heard of the two celebrities he mentioned.

Suddenly, Chu Nian raised his voice with a little emotion:

"Let's go back to the morning of X month in X year, it was a cold morning, I was walking on the way to school..."

Jiang Yike: "???"

Wait, why does this scene sound familiar? !

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Chu Nian continued to speak, his voice even had an imperceptible trill, and the pitch became more and more fluctuating: "Six tall men in black suddenly appeared, blocking my way..."

"Cough, cough, cough," Jiang Yike almost fell off the chair, "Hey, isn't there three?"

This gave me face and doubled the number of people.

Chu Nian continued on the stage: "Just when I was alone and helpless, in a desperate situation—"

Jiang Yike sat stiffly on the chair, his face was about to turn red.Listening to Chu Nian's various rhetorical techniques, and the parallelism and sentences without repetition, he praised himself.

His literary talent is really good, a speech is written with rich emotion, sincerity and touching, and the delicate and sensitive students in the audience have already begun to secretly wipe their tears.

At the end, Chu Nian perfunctorily added a famous quote, then turned his head to the side of the podium, with a slight smile in his voice: "Next, I invite Jiang Yike to come on stage."

After speaking, he himself took the lead in applauding.

The crackling, together with the thunderous applause from the audience, made Jiang Yike feel like he was participating in the commendation meeting.

He was pushed onto the stage by the teacher, and stood beside Chu Nian stiffly, not knowing how to put his nervous hands and feet in place.

Chu Nian faced the audience, but leaned towards him without showing any trace, and whispered in his ear, "Don't be nervous."

Jiang Yike glared at him, and said in a low voice, "You're just getting nervous, how could I be afraid of such a small scene."

joke!I am a majestic Demon Lord!

All the demons in the demon world had to bow their heads and walk around when they saw him, trembling and not daring to breathe, for fear of disturbing this seat.

How can I get nervous just because a bunch of weak high school students applaud, it's so funny!

Chu Nian shrugged irresolutely, and suddenly said, "I'm very nervous."

……ah?Are you nervous?

Jiang Yike glanced at his expression, thinking that you are so calm, you can't see how nervous you are.

Chu Nian said: "If something goes wrong in the meeting, Yi Ke, you can help me out."

He turned and walked to the right, and brought a bundle of cloth-like things from a little girl.

The pile of bright red cloth was softly folded in Chu Nian's hands, the corners were framed with gold thread, and clusters of golden tassels hung down.

what is this?

Jiang Yike looked around curiously, but couldn't see the writing on the cloth because it was folded.

Chu Nian stood still in front of Jiang Yike, he lightly held the top of the cloth, and then let go.

"Wow—"

All the rolled pennants were stretched out, and they broke into the wind with dazzling red, like the most gorgeous fire cloud in the sky.

There are also a few golden brush characters printed on it, sprinkled with bright color powder, which shimmers in the sun, looking very domineering.

Jiang Yike's attention was drawn away by the pennant, he stared at the red cloth and the gorgeous golden tassels, and sighed in his heart.

Wow, this pennant!

Big enough, stylish enough, arrogant enough!

It is very in line with his status as a demon king, he is very satisfied!

And it looks very soft, and it can even be used as a quilt to sleep in class, without being blown by the fan and freezing, it is perfect.

Jiang Yike happily took over the pennant and held it in his hand, pointing at the soft cloth like velvet, he thought to himself that Chu Nian is quite discerning.

Chu Nian continued the speech just now and said a few more words, but Jiang Yike didn't listen carefully, and kept looking down at his pennant, feeling elated.

After completing the process, the two walked off the stage amidst applause.

Chu Nian put his hands loosely in his pockets, and the black tie he was wearing was shaking slightly with his steps.

Jiang Yike happily held the banner, turned his head to look at Chu Nian, and asked curiously, "How do you know I like this kind of thing?"

Mother used to always talk about his child's character, but there is some truth to it.

Jiang Yike is not the kind of person who likes to do things secretly and then keep it from telling others.

Whatever he did, such as beating up a powerful demon official on the Blackstone Ring, or blowing up the Demon Realm wine shop into tens of thousands of pieces——

He must say it to show off, and even pick up a trophy and put it in the room.

The Demon Lord of the Northern Realm doted on him, so he let him go.As a result, a pile of loot was placed in a mess in the main hall where he used to live. If someone came to visit, he would like to drag the guests to introduce them one by one.

Chu Nian was stunned for a while, "Hmm..." for a long time, and finally replied: "Is it a matter of etiquette? Just as long as you like it."

"It's domineering and arrogant enough," Jiang Yike said happily, "I like it."

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After a commendation meeting, basically everyone in the school knew about him.

After sitting down in the classroom, Jiang Yike folded the pennants a few times, just enough to be used as a pillow to sleep on his stomach.

Lu Yao came over to watch the fun, he held his chin and said, "Brother Jiang is awesome, so you really beat those people up?"

Jiang Yike said triumphantly, "That is."

Lu Yao went to look at the pennant again. He lightly touched the surface of the pennant with his fingertips and sighed, "It's so slippery, it's not like cotton or nylon... a bit like silk?"

For Jiang Yike, whether it is cotton or silk, the most important thing is to sleep comfortably.

After school, he wrapped a golden tassel around his neck, tied a bow, and spread the pennant behind him like a cape.

Then he flung his red "cloak" handsomely, and walked out of the campus swaggeringly under Lu Yao's speechless gaze.

The soft silk flutters in the wind, undulating layers of ripples, like a cluster of bright flames.

Jiang Yike wanted to go back to his aunt's house quickly, to show off his "great achievements" with his aunt, and to piss off his uncle and Xiao Jun by the way.

Unexpectedly, he rushed all the way to the community, and then stopped the car urgently at the door of his house.

Someone came one step earlier than him. There were several beautifully wrapped bags piled up at his feet, and he was standing politely at the door, talking to his aunt.

Seeing him from a distance, my aunt said pleasantly, "Ah, just right, Yike is back."

The man also turned his head, looked at Jiang Yike, and waved to him calmly: "Hello."

Jiang Yike stopped at the door, stared at the man, and said speechlessly:

"How did you come?!"