Chapter 281 (1/2)

After the contest, the head of the bridge pier College presented the prize to him personally. The old man, with some white hair, was still strong. He was wearing thick armor and Cape. He pressed his hand on Darcy's shoulder, and his gray eyes looked at the scarred young man.

”Good, good.”

He only said these words. The old general put his crown on Darcy's forehead. The shape of the crown was like a sword pointing to the sky, but only the sword in the middle was particularly straight and long, with diamond gems inlaid in the middle.

Darcy

Darcy

Darcy

At first, a few students cheered, then all the students cheered, and finally all the students cheered in ermenas.

Maybe before, Darcy was just a little-known student, but tonight we get to know this young man again. The steel like muscles on his shoulders and back, the strange and deformed wrists and ankles caused by Overtraining all show his long years of hard work and diligence.

The students cheered not only for Darcy's victory, but for his diligence. Many students on the scene have made efforts to varying degrees, but not every time there will be a return to pay, restlessness and loss are often filled with heart.

But today, Darcy tells these students that sweat and effort are not meaningless, and blood and resources cannot define everything. Although every step is very small, it also has its own unique significance. The so-called tower of victory is not sudden, but accumulated by countless small stones.

In the cheering crowd, Jack and his companions also stand up. This time, instead of burying himself in books, he keeps a close eye on the crowned student on the stage.

I wish I could be like him.

The emotions in my heart are envy, jealousy, warmth and admiration.

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After the award ceremony, the students also gradually came to an end. Some seniors fly away directly, while others who are not good at flying wait in line for the elevator.

”Night spirit, wake up.” Lorraine Hill shook the sleeping creature on her knee and watched her slowly rub her eyes to wake up.

”What's the matter, sister Lorraine? Ha ~” she yawned. She didn't seem to have enough sleep, so she stretched out a lot.

”Get up, the game is over.” Lorraine Hill took the little guy by the waist, made her shiver, and giggled.

”I, I'm up.” The body quickly sprang up, and then jumped out of Lorraine Hill's arm range. The night spirit trotted a few steps on the empty steps before turning back. The long horsetails swept the side of vermeea, and then was caught by one of them.

”Let go, sister vimiya ~” night spirit coquettishly begged for mercy, and then was directly lifted up by the back of the bronsa.

”You finally wake up and crush other people's knees all night.” Boumansa holds the night spirit firmly so that it can't move.

”Wuwu, I know I'm wrong. I'm afraid next time.” Although Yeling's strength is good, most of her peers can't beat her, but boumansha is an exception. She can easily subdue her every time.

”Ha ha, Xiaoyeling has finally met the killer.” Lily makes a face at the night spirit, then jokes.

In this way, the eight girls in the two dormitories, standing on the grandstand where the snowflakes are falling, are talking in a low voice. From time to time, there are a few laughs. They are quietly waiting for the crowd in front of the elevator to disperse.

The next day, during the day.

After thinking for a while, Lorraine Hill decided to visit the injured Ling Xin. Of course, he had to pay attention to the change of identity.

The place where the injured students recuperate and treat their injuries is Qingquan palace of temple college. After inquiring about it, Lorraine Hill went back to the independent hut and put on the long skirt she used to wear when she was a lady. The white dress with star decoration and hollow patterns on the waist and skirt body is elegant and exquisite.

Through the sunny corridor and the courtyard with clear spring water, the silver haired Lorraine Hill walks in the palace. On the way, students in black and white uniforms and temple staff can be seen from time to time.

For fear that the other party would not recognize her, she did not wear the pendant and glasses that tidys had given her today. Instead, she went to visit with her original appearance.

The sun shines on the soft and dreamy face, and under the silver hair is the blue and transparent pupil like the sky. With its feet, the white shoes with thin legs seem to walk through people's hearts, with ripples and ripples.

”Who is that girl?”

”It's beautiful.”

”Is this an angel?”