How to beat a white flower

"Bai Lan, it's time to go upstairs." Someone who looked like Bai Lan's companion shouted in English, "Which room do you want to choose?"

"It seems that I should take a step first..." He waved to the few people present, "I'll see you later."

"Hey, who were you talking to just now?"

"A few very interesting people..." Bai Lan kept smiling, but his companion couldn't help touching the goosebumps on his arms, "It's an Italian contestant, and there's a super cute girl in it."

"Really!"

"Don't even think about it..." Bai Lan took out the strawberry-flavored lollipop she just got from Spana, "I saw it first."

Recalling the indifferent eyes of the blonde girl, Bai Lan pressed the tip of her tongue against the lollipop until the sweetness soaked through every taste bud.

"What a strange person, that Bai Lan." Spana said to Sierra behind him.

"Maybe this is the Americans..." Martin disagreed, "Didn't everyone say that they are very enthusiastic?"

"I hope so... Oh, Sierra?" Spana just stood there for a while before his sister disappeared from sight.

"I'm going to the room first..." Sera's voice came from afar, "I'll go to the laboratory in the afternoon."

"Sure enough, Selah is like this. It's really reassuring." Martin covered his heart, and a big man forced himself into a girlish prayer posture.

When Serra got to the lab, there was only one person in there, the orange-haired boy who had spoken to Spana.

He saw Selah, too, and he hesitated between what seemed to be necessary social etiquette and sudden social fear, until Selah sat down in another corner of the laboratory as if he hadn't seen him before he breathed a sigh of relief.

For a while, there was only the quiet sound of typing on the keyboard, and Sera inserted a fingertip into the tip of her hair, frowned slightly and looked at the screen, the faint blue data flowing on the flat mirror.

"It's worthy of being the champion of the European division. Have you even made this level of intelligence?"

Suddenly there was a heat source behind him, and the distance between that person and Sierra was almost the back of a chair. He was like a sudden wind, bringing a different air to the laboratory, and she could almost smell it. A familiar sweetness.

It tastes like Spana's lollipops, but with a sweeter, more aggressive flavor.And the source of this smell was getting closer and closer to her.

It stands to reason that it would be extremely rude to snoop on another contestant's work, let alone his complete disregard for safe social distance between people, but Sierra was not offended.

"You can understand?"

"Don't underestimate me, Sera-chan." Bai Lan could touch the top of the girl's hair almost as soon as she lowered her head, and the girl under his shadow remained motionless, and she didn't even turn her head to look at him when she asked. "But wouldn't it be too boring to spend time in the laboratory after getting off the plane? Sierra should be an interesting person."

Sera paused, and a line of repeated characters appeared on the screen. The smell approached her almost intoxicatingly, as if she was testing the bottom line.

"So what do you call 'interesting'? "She bit the last word slightly, moved her neck, and raised her head to meet those transparent purple eyes.

"For example..." Bai Lan pulled a chair out of nowhere, turned around and sat astride it, hugged the back of the chair and faced Sera, "Put on a beautiful dress and go out with me?"

The laboratory was completely silent, and Zhengyi, who had already carried the terminal to the corner, felt that his fingers could not fall off the keyboard.

Otherwise, the self who broke this situation will definitely be angered by that girl who looks very difficult to provoke!

Anyone can come and save him!He hugged the terminal and wanted to cry, but felt his stomach colic again.

"Sorry, I don't have beautiful dresses..." Sera closed the terminal, "Only the lab coat."

"It's no problem at all..." Bai Lan showed a big smile, and took out two ID cards from his arms like magic, "This is the student card of Academy Island... the legendary school that has gathered a lot of high-tech Sonoshima, you must be interested, right?"

Zhengyi suddenly understood where the stomachache came from this time—it was telling him to stay away from this man!

Gakuen Island implements a strict entry and exit system. Only the best students in Japan or those who have studied on the island since childhood are eligible to enter and exit. The two ID cards can't be obtained through formal means.

He's just an ordinary student from a small town, please don't let him go through this kind of thing!

"Okay..." If Zhengyi's peripheral vision was correct, the girl who had been expressionless all this time seemed to be smiling!

It's very shallow, but anyone who sees it will never ignore it. It feels like seeing a lotus flower appearing on the top of a snow mountain, stretching its branches gracefully in the cold wind.

The two left, and as soon as Zhengyi was about to continue the unfinished work, he found that he couldn't remember what he had done... What kind of level is "this level of intelligence"? Damn it!He really cares!

The terminal left by Sera was just a dozen steps away, and he glanced greedily at it for a few times, before finally returning his attention to his own program.

Said they were going to Academy Island, the young teenagers and girls walked and came to the bustling commercial street.

Sera really came out in a white coat as she said.Her long platinum hair was loose and curled slightly, making her look even more fluffy. When the wind blows, it looks like a large cloud fluttering. The white coat hangs down to her calves, and the girl's proud figure is covered. More than half of it was covered, only a small section of slender white ankle was exposed, and a few blue blood vessels were faintly visible, with a cool color that did not match the lively street.

"How about eating ice cream, what flavor do you like?" Bai Lan walked in front of her, looking very interested in everything, "Vanilla? Mint...chocolate? Well, let's have two chocolate flavors." Without waiting for Sera's answer, he decided on the one she liked after talking about several flavors.

Sera didn't stop it. In fact, this is a common psychological suggestion method. By listing several different options, observing the expression of the subject, and finally confirming the result, chocolate flavor is indeed her favorite flavor.

The chocolate snowball is placed on the crispy cone, sprinkled with a handful of colorful sugar needles, it is impeccable in terms of appearance, and the taste is also without fault——

According to Serra from Italy, which is rich in ice cream, it is at least better than the ice cream in the United States that blindly pursues sweetness.

"Go to the shade over there..." Bai Lan also ordered a piece of chocolate ice cream and ate it enthusiastically, the corners of his mouth were stained with a little brown cream. He looked around and found a good place, and walked over there Go, "Tastes good, if only you could add marshmallows."

It's really American to add marshmallows to all desserts.

Sera was only distracted for a moment, and a man rushed out from the side——

"Let me get out of the way!"

"Catch the thief!"

"careful!"

The crowd became agitated, and the empty seat next to Sera became a conspicuous target. She watched the masked man rush towards her.

The brain has already calculated the route of movement of oneself and the other party.However, her physical fitness did not allow her to react in time, and the man seemed to be about to bump into her in the next second——

"Sierra!" Bai Lan turned around and ran towards this place, but he couldn't catch up. Both Selah and his brain made correct calculations.But he still held out his hand calling Serra's name.

"boom!"

Unexpectedly, it was not Sera who flew out in the end, but the man.

Almost at the same time, Sera was pulled into a hug that exuded the aroma of chocolate, she subconsciously took a deep breath, and a white head came closer to her.Like a stray dog ​​on the side of the road, begging for her petting.

But Sera turned her head sideways and looked behind Bai Lan.

The red-haired man had two strands of hair hanging on his forehead. He was wearing the simplest white T-shirt with a silver chain on his chest. He looked like he hadn't woken up, and walked slowly with his hands in his pockets.

But Sera was sure that before the man bumped into him just now, a barrier with red light appeared in front of him, and with unparalleled heat, the man was knocked and flew over.

Speaking of evidence...

"Ice cream, it's melted." She silently lifted up the ice cream that had turned into a puddle of cream, and the light brown juice was still dripping down her hand.

"Pfft, it's your fault, King." The short-haired boy with flaxen hair wore an earring in his left ear, and spoke in a brisk, carefree manner.

Sera touched the ends of her hair next to her ears, sure enough there was still warmth, Bai Lan let go of her, stood behind her and looked at the three people opposite.

In addition to the red-haired man and the boy with short flaxen hair, there was also a blond young man wearing a bartender uniform with a red scarf on his chest.

"It seems to be a foreigner..." The bartender put out the cigarette in his hand, "It seems to be from that part of Italy."

"Hey! Are you actually an Italian!" Toku Tara opened his eyes wide, "hello? My name is Toka Tara, howareyou?"

"At this time, you should ask what'syourname."

"Izumo's English is very good!"

The two chatted, and the guy named Shishu kept trying to talk to Sera or Bai Lan in broken English.

Bai Lan didn't respond to him, but just looked at the girl's fluffy hair in front of him with some obscurity. A few strands of blond hair brushed against his hand, bringing a hint of itchiness.

"I can speak Japanese..." After thanking Shishu for the handkerchief and wipes, Sierra wiped off the ice cream on her hand, "Your name is Shiju Tatara?"

Her accent when reading her name was very standard, and it sounded more authentic than Izumo with a Kansai accent.

"That's right!" Tatara showed a sunny smile, "Just call me Tatara! This is Kusanagi Izumo, and there are..."

He enthusiastically introduced, "This is our King!"

"King?" Bai Lan repeated the word.

"Yes, King."

"Zhou Fangzun..." Perhaps feeling too embarrassed, the red-haired man glanced up at Sera, and spit out a name.

While being locked on by those dark golden eyes, Sera suddenly remembered the dream on the plane.

Everything looks like... burnt ruins.

Theoretically only possible result of nuclear/war.But she subconsciously believed that this man... could also destroy everything.

"Hey, now that the king has spoken...would you like to sit down with Barbara?" Kusanagi noticed something, "Our store also serves ice cream."

The author has something to say:

Bai Lan, who was supposed to be handsome: was cut off by the respect (angry)

Sierra pondered: I seem to have met someone who will destroy the world in the future... Forget it, ice cream matters.