The dragon clan cultivated a Chu Mensao

The two great gods are next door to each other. Lu Mingfei still cannot accept this reality.

Chu Zihang was wondering why Caesar hadn't moved back to the Amber Pavilion. The two met each other in the morning and evening every day, and had little to say at other times.

However, when Chu Zihang learned that a suspected Nibelungen illusion was found in China and wanted to investigate, Caesar said the longest sentence in so many days.

"Chu Zihang, why are you so obsessed with the Nibelungen illusion?" Caesar was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Zihang doesn't know the brand of red wine.

"..." Chu Zihang looked into Caesar's ice-blue eyes, but the other party didn't flinch from looking directly at the golden pupil, and still looked at him seriously.

"...I..." Why, is it to find that man, or to avenge him, or simply to kill Odin, what happened on that rainy night is the belief that has always supported Chu Zihang to come.

Looking at the silent Chu Zihang, Caesar frowned. There were very few things that could make the other party hesitate. The president of the Lionheart Society has always lived like a precision instrument...

"We haven't gotten close enough to exchange secrets, so why do you hate Gattuso so much?" Chu Zihang stared at Caesar expressionlessly.

"Since you don't want to say it, then...forget it, let's talk about it when you want to tell me." Caesar shrugged, with an expression of disinterest, and went to the kitchen to get the sober wine.

Seeing the figure of Caesar leaving, Chu Zihang thought for a moment, "Probably... there is a reason to live." He murmured.

In the kitchen, Caesar, who was removing the cork, paused for a moment, and the bright red wine flowed into the glass. Caesar raised his glass gently to the back of Chu Zihang standing by the window.

'We're... all the same. '

People must always have a belief to support their lives, which can be family members, friends, or pain.But for those who are supported by pain, once they get the result, everything becomes dull.Because the most precious things have become worthless.

Caesar suddenly hoped that Chu Zihang would never find what he wanted, otherwise, how would he, a rare opponent, survive?

There was big news the next day, but Fingel didn’t dare to release it at all. He looked helplessly at the list of failed Norse mythology. The name of Caesar Gattuso was so obvious, so he didn’t dare to release it. Geer gnawed on the drumstick in frustration.

'...make-up exam? Holding the re-examination notice, Caesar's expression was a little stiff. Although he is a student, the chairman of the student union who has never failed in the history was shocked. He said that the completion of the last task would be enough credits! ! ?

"As Gattuso's successor, how can he have failed subjects." These are the original words of the principal.

"Immortal..." Caesar's eyes were filled with murderous look.

Then Lancelot sent Chu Zihang's report card. In addition to the almost perfect marks in professional courses, there were also the results of public elective courses for the next year that started ahead of schedule.

Norse Mythology - A+... Caesar felt a little sad.

"Chu Zihang."

Chu Zihang, who had just returned from lunch, found Caesar sitting on the sofa solemnly as soon as he entered the door, looking at the documents in his hand seriously.

"Come and teach me Norse mythology."

'Fake! ? "Chu Zihang's first reaction, if this wasn't Caesar, who would it be?"

That night, Fingel, who came to Caesar to discuss whether the new building of the Amber Pavilion should be on the news, felt that the atmosphere was not right as soon as he entered the door.

Chu Zihang opened the door for him. The other party was wearing thin gold-rimmed glasses and holding a thick original book of Norse mythology. After entering the room, he saw Caesar holding a pen in his mouth. On the table in front of him were two books on Norse mythology. Spread out, one is full of notes, and the other is as clean as new. Don't ask how Fingel knew this book, he also hung it on it back then.

"Looking for you." Chu Zihang put the heavy Latin document on the table and took off his glasses.

"What's the matter?" Caesar looked at Fingel impatiently, with his face full of displeasure.

"That... Amber Pavilion..."

"I said to leave everything to the cadres. If the funds are not enough, find the vice president." The pure gold cap of the pen was bitten out, and Caesar acted like I want to study hard and don't bother anyone.

"...Oh..." Fingel hurriedly turned and left.

"I said this book is to memorize it." Chu Zihang's voice was rare and helpless.

"I also asked if you can not use your Chinese education to learn American courses." Caesar looked like a rebellious boy who didn't want to learn.

"Forget it if you don't study."

"you come back!"

"Touch—" Fingel closed the door, feeling as dazed as if he had been in a dream.

……

"Zihang! Zihang! Drive away... drive away!" the man roared hoarsely, and a thick, blood-red mist rose from his body.

Chu Zihang stood dumbfounded, feeling the sharp pain of those "shooting stars" piercing his body...!

"Be obedient!" The man stared at Chu Zihang with blood-red eyes, "Revenge and so on... all depends on my son!"

It's a dream again...

Chu Zihang opened his eyes, and there was a faint light outside the door. The luminous hands on the bedside showed the time at one o'clock in the morning. Although he fell asleep on time, Caesar, who 'studied hard', planned to recite these pages before going to bed... The guy wasn't sleeping?

When he got up and went out, Caesar seemed to be studying the Norse mythology seriously, and there were two suppers on the table.

"Together?" Caesar put down the book and looked up at Chu Zihang.

"Just stop learning? Didn't you say..."

"It's over." Caesar shrugged, and opened the lid on the plate, two simple pasta, with childish carrot flowers on the side.

"Norse Mythology?" Chu Zihang looked at the textbook that had been thrown aside with some dissimilarity. "I remember there was no macaroni in the cafeteria in the middle of the night."

"No, the original Norse mythology." Caesar put the heavy Latin document on the table.

As long as Caesar wants to do it, nothing is impossible.

"Also, I made this." Pushing a piece of macaroni to Chu Zihang, Caesar picked up the fork. He had already heard Chu Zihang's abnormal heartbeat in the bedroom, and asked him to dream Woke up in a while, and simply made a supper for two.

Caesar didn't think too much, he actually cooks for someone else, who is still his 'dead enemy'.

Chu Zihang was not polite anymore, he regarded it as teaching remuneration, and Chu Zihang froze for a moment when the noodles came into his mouth.

"I have learned some dishes, but this one was not given by the chef." Caesar poked the childish carrot flower with a fork. "It was taught by my mother. If Gattuso doesn't recognize her, then I won't recognize Gattuso."

Chu Zihang reacted, Caesar was chatting with him about something! ?Really, a strange feeling...

"Can you tell me about the Nibelungen incident?" Caesar looked up at Chu Zihang, with a hint of...sincerity in his eyes?

"Hmm..." Chu Zihang put down his fork.

This night was Chu Zihang's rare night of heart-to-heart talk. He always slept on time and felt that the machine brain stayed up with Caesar all night. What is this?A heart-to-heart exchange between old enemies! ?

What the hell...

The next day, the president of the Lionheart Club and the president of the student union went to class with dark circles under their eyes, which caused a lot of disagreement among the crowd.

Nuonuo, Chu Zihang has dark circles under his eyes, did he not sleep well, should I ask?

— Sissy

Nuonuo, who received a question from her best friend, looked up tiredly at Caesar's inconspicuous dark circles, and sighed deeply.

Don't ask, if you say too much, you will cry.

——Nono

It is said that the president of the Lionheart Club and the president of the student union who live together get along very warmly.And the distance between the two who have always been tit-for-tat seems to be closer, Lu Mingfei thinks so.

"The decoration of the Amber Pavilion is finished? Then next time you will be free for one day, we will overthrow the Lionheart Club." Caesar's ice-blue eyes were full of ridicule.

"Yes!!" The student council member replied excitedly.

It really was an illusion, Lu Mingfei laughed dryly.

The author has something to say:

I have a cold!

That's right, I caught a cold as soon as school started! !

Morning exercise tomorrow! ! !

My throat is sore! ! ! !

Why is QAQ still not on holiday...

The author is trying to narrow the distance between the two great gods, oh, it's so annoying.

There are so many things, if you see it, go for it!Isn't this the tradition of Gattuso (Pompeii)! !

@九子花婚! ! !

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