[Comprehensive] The Last Assassin

"Gathering a crowd to gamble! Even fight! The professor just left, and you just liberate yourself like this?"

In the school lecture hall, Hank slapped the table so hard that the rulers on the table bounced up. It was rare for this professor, who had always been gentle and good-natured, to get so angry at the students. Pushing his eyes, his sharp eyes swept over a group of students who bowed their heads and dared not speak, and finally locked on Shen Qiong with a calm face, making him even angrier.

Hanke taught Shen Qiong with a straight face: "Fry, I don't care how many bad habits you have outside, gambling is prohibited in Xavier's school! Next time—"

Shen Qiong's eyes brightened and she looked forward to: "Fire me?"

Hank pushed his eyes, ruthlessly: "You have to graduate with an A+ grade!"

Knowing exactly what Shen Qiong was afraid of and what her purpose of gathering people to gamble was, Hank hit the nail on the head. Shen Qiong shut up on the spot and didn't dare to say another word. Then Hank looked at everyone and said sternly to them: " One inspection per person, hand it in tomorrow!"

The students below were wailing, but Hank was in a fit of anger, and no one dared to refute Hank at this moment—even Shen Qiong didn't dare, she was afraid that her grade requirements for graduation would really be A+.

……A is hard enough, still A+, mathematics test and direction to work hard, how do you let me get A+ in subjects like literature appreciation.

Shen Qiong lay on the bed, looked at her schedule and sighed.

Li Qianhuan was sitting in front of the desk, writing the examination quickly, she took a moment to glance at Shen Qiong, and asked curiously: "Fry, what about your examination?"

Shen Qiong turned her face away when she heard the words, and said lazily: "I owe you."

"Ow, owe?" Li Qianhuan was so surprised that she almost couldn't complete the sentence. She gently reminded, "If you don't pay tomorrow, Professor McCoy may fine you two."

"Then continue to owe it." Shen Qiong turned over, "Anyway, I don't write."

Li Qianhuan thought of what Hank said to suppress Shen Qiong before, and asked, "What if he is so angry that he raised your request?"

Shen Qiong's movements froze, she said uncertainly: "No way..."

Li Qianhuan was honest: "Professor McCoy is very angry, and you have seen it."

Shen Qiong: "..."

After fighting for a while, the young assassin celestial beings finally bowed their heads to the hateful teaching forces, sat on the table opposite Li Qianhuan, took the pen that Li Qianhuan lent her, looked at the blank paper in front of her, and frowned slightly After a while, he began to write eloquently.

Because there was no pause and it was so smooth, she even completed the inspection before Li Qianhuan.

After finishing the inspection, Shen Qiong checked it from beginning to end, and was very satisfied, before lying on the table and tilting her head to watch Li Qianhuan write.After Li Qianhuan finished writing, she felt a terrible headache and went to touch the candy jar on the table. As soon as she stretched out her hand, she saw Shen Qiong staring at her intently.

Li Qianhuan was stunned when he touched the candy, and with Shen Qiong's slightly startled expression, he took a candy for her first: "Do you want to eat a piece of candy to change your mood? The professor is actually not that fierce, he is mainly angry at us for fighting , he disliked the use of force to settle disputes between us."

Shen Qiong took the candy and put it in her mouth, it tasted like strawberries.The happy smell of toffee made her narrow her eyes slightly, and then she was curious: "By force is the fastest way to resolve disputes, why not?"

Li Qianhuan was a little surprised when she heard the movement of biting candy, and then said: "When I first came here, I didn't understand it very well, but now I understand a little bit." Li Qianhuan made small gestures, She held her chin and said, "Probably because power should not be abused. Responsibility and talent go together."

Shen Qiong frowned: "I try to survive, is it because I am responsible to others?"

"I used to think so too, until I was rescued." Li Qianhuan blinked, her dark pupils were filled with Shen Qiong, "Look, if it wasn't for the X-Men who saved me back then, if there weren't people in the world who had such an idea People, we should have died long ago, right?"

"Someone has to take the baton, and someone has to bear this responsibility. Since we are stronger than ordinary people, then we should take this responsibility-this is probably why the professor established the Xavier Gifted School, and he wants to Teach us what we understand?"

Shen Qiong wanted to subconsciously refute, but she thought of Henry.

If Henry hadn't sympathized with the young child and picked her up to bring her up, even if she escaped the pursuit of the Templars, would she have already frozen to death on the street due to hunger or other reasons?

No one is born strong, everyone is weak at times.

Weakness is not the original sin.

Henry Fry understood this truth, but he forgot to teach Shen Qiong.

Shen Qiong lives in a world where strength speaks. She believes that the law of the jungle is the principle of the world, but society is never a jungle.Man is not a beast.

The milk sugar in her mouth melted on the tip of her tongue, and Shen Qiong was a little confused. For a while, she really couldn't decide whether Charles Xavier was a friend or a hater to her.

Li Qianhuan took up the pen again and looked at her: "Are you still angry?"

Shen Qiong finished licking the candy, blinked and said, "No."

She reached out to her pocket, where there was a thick stack of gambling funds. Thinking of Hank's severe punishment, the winner might not remember to ask her for money—even if they asked, she could be said to be a professor Take it away.

Shen Qiong was in a very good mood immediately, so she said to Li Qianhuan: "Is this place far from the shopping center? How about we go play tomorrow."

Li Qianhuan just wanted to nod, but even though she remembered tomorrow's class schedule: "Is there a class tomorrow...?"

Shen Qiong looked calm: "Didn't you say that the professor has gone to New York and is not here for the time being?"

Li Qianhuan nodded: "So tomorrow's literature class should be taught by another teacher."

Shen Qiong smiled and made a decision: "What to bring, as long as the professor is not here. May I invite everyone to watch a movie together?" She smiled meaningfully, "Just to apologize to everyone, I wanted to make a happy gamble , but in the end, everyone was fined and inspected together.”

Li Qianhuan: "Hey, isn't it good?"

Shen Qiong just asked: "The law does not blame the public. If we don't go to the literature class, we can only prove that we like to listen to the professor's lecture. The substitute teacher doesn't like to listen to it." After a pause, she asked again: " go?"

Under the temptation of free movies, Li Qianhuan decided to skip class.

Li Qianhuan: "...Go, go, I'll call someone else!"

Shen Qiong watched Li Qianhuan happily go to inform her friends, and she was also very happy.

She glanced at her own inspection and thought casually: Gambling cannot be expelled from school, so what about leading all students to skip class?

She even took out her mobile phone and dialed the only contact in her mobile phone. After an impatient voice came from the opposite side, she said energetically: "Master Worthington! I need your help! Help me book a Star Trek ticket." Let's play!"

Master Angel Worthington, who is fighting in the ring on the other side of the phone: ...you only think of me at such times?

He raised his hand to signal his opponent to stop for a while, walked to the side and gritted his teeth and asked, "Which theater?"

Shen Qiong: "Well, it's the one next to Xavier Gifted School."

The angel frowned while shielding the opponent's attack with one wing: "Why did you go there, weren't you in the fraternity? The X-Men at Xavier Talent School can't deal with the fraternity."

Shen Qiong felt that there was no need to let the angel know so much so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, so she prevaricated with the phrase "it's a long story".

When the angel helped her book the ticket, she was about to hang up the phone and start over with her opponent, but Shen Qiong said in a very heavy tone on the opposite side: "——Warren, there is someone who collects money for you Take a class like literature appreciation? The kind that can be disguised so that Charles Xavier won't find it."

Warren: "...Huh??"

The attacker behind him rushed towards him like a mountain. Warren held his phone, frowning, and slammed his wings at the attacker's head behind him. The bone spurs on the wings rubbed against his temples and smashed into the ground.He spread his wings, stepped on the enemy's larynx, watched him struggling and panting, and then asked Shen Qiong in disbelief: "What do you and I want?"

Shen Qiong held the phone and prolonged the voice: "The shooter who took the exam—"

Warren's ears couldn't hear the excited cheers outside the ring, he took a deep breath, and warned: "Joan Fry, let me remind you, the last time you made a big fuss at Tony Stark's dinner party, at Justin Hammer I haven't settled with you for pretending to be my sister, where did I get my sister from?"

Shen Qiong sat cross-legged on the bed, the corners of her mouth curled up, and her tone was steady: "Then have you exposed me, Brother Warren?"

The angel blushed because of this unexpected statement, and almost broke the throat of the person under his foot with his unsteady foot.He scolded Shen Qiong harshly, feeling powerless in the girl's casual "Oh".

The referee stepped forward to make sure that his opponent was incapable of fighting again, and was about to declare him the winner, but he glanced at him and demanded to shut up.

Warren said viciously: "I will help you with the movie, but this is the last time, we should have settled it long ago! There is no gunman who takes the exam, take the exam yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and said to the referee, "Okay, what do you want to say?"

Frightened by his unpleasant breath, the referee stammered: "You, you won."

Warren nodded and stepped off the ring.The first thing he did after getting out of the ring was to call his secretary.

Angel's brows were tightly frowned, he coughed nervously, and asked awkwardly: "Emily, it's me. If I remember correctly, you graduated from the Faculty of Arts." He took a deep breath, and asked boldly: "How's your grade in Literary Appreciation?"

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