Similar to the ancient Roman arena, in front of the magnificent building, the purple haired girl stood in the wind with a solemn look and said to herself, "The Galaxy War is my grandfather's last wish and must succeed."
Behind him was a bald man in a suit and dress, and a yellow haired woman in a sailor's uniform dressed as a schoolgirl.
…….
"Good morning! Stay in America~"
The girl's voice is full of vitality. The girl with pink hair smiles and hugs the shoulder of another girl who hasn't had time to turn back.
"Really, Xiangzi, you are here again." Returning from studying in the United States helplessly, "Have you finished your homework?"
"Oh, no!" I asked the usual questions and got the usual reply. Xiangzi smiled, folded his hands, bent over, and said, "Please let me learn from you!"
Liumei sighed and smiled helplessly as she was about to say something. A scream came, and the two of them turned around reflexively. In between, a lengthened black car came along.
Looking at the girl with purple hair and a calm face through the car window, Xiangzi was stunned for a moment and sighed, "Are you from another world? Are you really from the same school with us?"
"Of course, after all, it is the founder of this school, the successor of the Gula consortium, and the first lady of the city's yarn weaving.
Xiangzi was speechless, and he covered his head helplessly. A burst of cheerful laughter sounded after himself, "Hahaha, when you were in America, you really worshipped Shazhi blindly as always, and even Xiangzi, who never liked Shazhi."
Jumping down from the tree, a boy with orange short hair as warm as the sun came to Liumei and Xiangzi with a smile and a black schoolbag in his hand.
"City household Yaoyang!!" Liu Mei, who was also a fan of girls, immediately gnashed his teeth when he saw the young man, and his face was full of hatred for iron. "Miss Shazhi is so noble and elegant, why do you have such an out of tune younger brother!!"
The teenager is Yaoyang, the second youngest of the city household consortium, and the nominal younger brother of the city household yarn weaving. Moreover, unlike Chenghu gauze weaving, he is really a descendant of Chenghu Guangzheng's blood.
Yaoyang scratched his head and smiled awkwardly. After he woke up, he found that he did not know why he came to the world of Saint Warriors, and that he had become a baby and the posthumous son of the famous old man Guangzheng of Chenghu.
It sounds very complicated, but he is also really embarrassed. Although he is the orthodox successor, the old man gave the Gula Consortium to the city household Shazhi.
Even when he was naughty and scolded the children who were sent away for training as saints, he was also very good to him.
But this can not hide his embarrassing facts! Although most of them were made by him, for example, he pretended to be stubborn and never helped his sister, Shazhi, deal with the affairs of the consortium. He only knew how to play
In fact, he just thought that this would help her share the pressure from the board of directors. After all, he was still alive, and those who followed his grandfather's city house Guangzheng to fight the world would always make trouble unconsciously.
One side of Xiangzi's mouth twitched and pulled his friend to stay in the United States. Once his friend met his good brother Yaoyang, she would be very excited. She really got used to it.
Carrying Liumei's collar into the teaching building, Xiangzi turned around and gave Yaoyang a wink, telling him not to stimulate Liumei any more. My father's birthday is today. She was very happy to come to school. Well, she even had to finish the daily work. She is really tired!
Yaoyang grinned and scratched his head and followed him.
Nobody noticed that the wild flowers in front of the teaching building seemed to flash a little purple light.
。。。。。。
"Ah! You're back, Sister Xiangzi!"
A black Japanese men's school uniform, two sleeves rolled up to the elbow, standing collar open clothes, orange short hair is full of just woke up uninhibited.
Yaoyang rubbed his head and then inserted into the solemn ceremony of meeting the goddess. He raised his hand and knelt on one knee to greet Xiangzi, who was dressed in saint's armor. After greeting, she seemed to see the blond man beside Shazhi, and waved again, "Ah, you are also here, Miss Beauty."
Without mentioning the fact that he almost broke his kung fu at once and could not maintain the solemn and sacred yarn weaving, the blonde beauty beauty sighed helplessly at first, "Master Yaoyang, how many times have you said, just call me beauty..."
Seeing that Meiyi was about to enter the teaching mode of broken thoughts, Yaoyang almost flashed into a daze, smiled and greeted himself, and called himself behind Yaoyang's Xiangzi. Then he turned around and threw Meiyi a sentence, "I've told you many times, just call me Yaoyang. Look at Sister Xiangzi."
Then, regardless of Mei Yi's reaction, he turned his head and looked at Xiangzi, who was shocked and still had no reaction. "Yo! Xiangzi, it seems that you have experienced something terrible. How about going to my house as a guest, and I will treat you to a big meal to calm your nerves?" He put his arms around Xiangzi's neck and looked like two brothers.
