Chapter 11 Spreading News
Allen came to school as usual, and there was no strange place along the way. Allen couldn't help but feel a little funny about his excessive caution. No one came out to commit crimes in broad daylight, and even if he was dying, he didn't do this.
"Good morning, Allen." Hughes, who was dressed up in a handsome manner, greeted Allen, "Good morning." Allen responded with a gentle smile on his face.
"You are in good spirits today, why are you sleeping well?" Hughes said happily as Allen's face was not as pale as before. "It's not that fast, I still have some insomnia, but it's better." Allen couldn't ignore his kindness to his friend, and responded casually. However, this was not a bit adulterated. Last night, he got the tip of the [Alarming] expertise again, and he could have entered a light sleep for a long time. He just woke up a few times a night, but it wasn't because the wind blew the leaves.
"Allen, your situation is fine. It's been a few days. Why don't you find a doctor to see it? My dad knows a very powerful doctor. If you need it, I can contact you." The blonde girl sitting next to Allen turned her head and said, Hughes quietly winked at Allen and turned around with a smirk.
When Allen saw the hint of his friend, he rolled his eyes secretly. The boy didn't go through it. "It's okay, my situation is getting better. Don't worry, I don't want to worry about me." Alan's face was filled with a faint smile, and his voice was gentle and clear as the winter sunshine and summer breeze, gently brushing through Chalia's ears. "I, I'm not worried, I'm just out of care among classmates." The words like clear springs flowed into his ears. Chalia's pretty face suddenly turned red, and he turned his head like a fleeing, and refused to admit that he said so because he cared for Allen.
Hughes, who was sitting in front of Allen, turned his head, and gave Allen an excellent hidden gesture with a look of surprise on his face. Why did this brother suddenly become so powerful? He always talked to Charia as plain as water, but today his little mouth seemed to be lighted up.
Alan ignored the guy who was playing tricks in front of him, put out school supplies on the table, put down his books and homework one by one, then adjusted his posture and leaned down to start his daily dream journey.
Well, Hughes, who was sitting in front, was writing quickly, and he couldn't help but pause. He heard the voice behind him and knew that his friend had started again. He just said that he looked good, but the result was still the same today. Alas, he sighed silently, as if his silly son had given up studying. Alan, who was sleeping on the table, suddenly felt a chill, raised his head very quickly, and then fell down again after finding that there was no abnormality. If he knew what his bad friend thought, he wouldn't have to teach Hughes what a strong man locked man was.
The day passed quickly. Of course, this was for people like Allen who slept all day long. For others who really learned, it was a "full" and "busy" day.
"Allen, wake up." Feeling someone calling him, Allen raised his head calmly, as if he was not sleeping just now, but was thinking about some headache-inducing problems. After all, although the teacher knows what he is like, he still has to pretend. It is mine to pretend or not, and it is my business.
Puchi, the people around Alan couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh quietly, looking at Alan's serious appearance. If everyone hadn't been together all day, they might have been fooled by Alan's appearance.
"Allen, have you heard what I said just now?" Alan was about to say "I heard." When he saw Charia and Hughes wink at him desperately, he took the words he had already said. Seeing Hughes gesture to himself as if he was twitching, Alan guessed his general meaning clearly. "Teacher, have you not said it yet?" Alan looked at Wilsorbo on the podium innocently.
There was no change in Wilsorbo's face, but Allen always felt that he was ridiculed. He read the expression "You guy pretends to be quite like you." from that face. The joke and the joke were obvious to Allen.
"Okay, you've passed the test. However, although there is not much new knowledge now, you have to have snacks. If I go to bed like this, I can't help you get it." Wilsorbo said with a smile, and that expression looked quite strange on his mighty and upright face. "Okay, thank you teacher." Allen lowered his head as if he had sincerely regretted his mistakes. In fact, he was afraid that he would not help laughing at Wilsorbo's expression, and that would be cold.
"Okay, the last distracted classmate has come back to his senses. Let me tell you something. Maybe some well-informed students already know it, but let me talk about it here. Recently, a heavy murderer came to our city of Gria. He has committed several bloody crimes in Gria. Be careful recently. Don't stay outside at night. When you go home from school, you will finally go together, or notify your parents to pick you up and drop it off. Don't run to remote places if you don't have any urgent matters recently. I don't want me to see you who are incomplete at that time, above."
Wilsorbo spoke out the extremely horrifying facts very seriously, and ignored the sudden restless atmosphere because of his remarks. After saying these words, Wilsorbo turned around and left the classroom, as if he came just for this matter.
The classroom was quite noisy and enthusiastic, filled with a low atmosphere of panic and worry, and mixed with some unknown excitement and stimulation. For these students who are about to grow up, such events of iron and blood, life and death have always been rare. They are often used to ordinary life in the real world day after day, longing for stimulation, desire for excitement, desire for adventures that seem to be another world. Therefore, behind this fear and worry, there are also some indescribable enthusiasm and expectations.
But their curiosity basically stopped here. Most of them just want to know the details of the matter, and they don’t joke about their lives. To be honest, there are few fools who can go to high school. Although there are colleges, today’s college students are still extremely rare and high-end talents. High school students are basically a stable middle class as long as they work, so they still cherish their lives very much. They are just what they say now, and if they really take action, they will be the first to refuse.
However, listening to their words, Allen was not as optimistic and innocent as they were. He was still thinking about the deep meaning behind this. If the uncle knew it was because of the accident and the nature of the newspaper's profession, and Bor knew it was because they were walking on the back of the light, then what kind of psychology is the Public Security Bureau, which now publicized this news? If it was because of fear of newspaper reporting on this matter, it was nonsense. In the empire, although the technological level was extremely developed and nearly as high as the level after the Second Industrial Revolution in the previous life, the empire's system was still relatively autocratic. Although the era of imperial power has been abolished, it has been abolished.
A bill to bad human rights, but the rights of the nobles and royal families are still quite complete. The major administrative agencies of the empire also have strong deterrence and credibility. If there is a newspaper that can publish unauthorized publications at will against the imperial official requirements and Alan's letter, it is usually because they occupy absolute justice and can even litigate local administrative agencies through relevant procuratorates. Even so, not everyone dares to directly resist the official. Moreover, in such reasonable demands, no one dares not to give the empire face, which is the majesty built with countless blood.
So the official announced the news for the sake of middle school considerations? "Allen, what's wrong?" Hughes came over and patted Allen on the shoulder, "Oh, I just thought that if this prisoner had not been arrested, it would be really bad for everyone. I dare not go shopping and play casually, and was forcibly banned from night entertainment. In the short term, it's okay. Because of the fear of danger and safety, everyone can still cooperate with the police, but if the time is
After a long time, then..." Allen leaned against his desk, lowered his head slightly and expressed his concerns as if he was meditating. "Then, it may be a panic and uneasy atmosphere and disrupted people's normal life trajectory, right?" Hughes easily changed his previous unruly appearance and said seriously, "Don't look at me like this. I am a descendant of aristocratic people at least. It should be normal to know some of this." Looking at the shock on Allen's face, Hughes shrugged.
"Yes, but you, the descendant of aristocrat, have to add the word "destruction". After all, you have to turn forward for three generations before you can get involved with the nobles." Alan also laughed, patted Hughes's shoulder and said jokingly. When he heard this, Hughes's noble demeanor, which seemed calm and composed, disappeared without a trace. He rolled his eyes in a pissy manner, and he rolled his eyes in anger and tied his back with Allen: "Hey, this cannot deny the nobleness of my bloodline." Hughes pretended to tie Alan's neck and asked him to change his words. "Yes, yes, the eldest master." Alan's body suddenly tensed up at the moment when Hughes touched, then twisted his body quietly, and moved the pistol under his armpit and the dagger on his waist and the magazines kept moving, so that Hughe would not notice it.
This is not the first time this happened these days. After all, although there were few arm-and-wearing in school, it was not without them. The students were even more frequent. Alan was so nervous at the beginning, his face was quite stiff and his movements were even more unnatural. However, he was all over because of his physical discomfort. Now he is more familiar with the situation, teasing and joking, and his body is still fine-tuning to prevent them from touching something they shouldn't touch. This is why his [disguise] skill proficiency has increased so quickly in the past few days.
"Okay, stop making trouble." Allen escaped from Hughes' arms. Because it was a playful nature to hang around Allen, Hughes did not notice that Allen's escape was extremely clever, and his movements were as smooth as flowing water. Seeing Allen's expression, Hughes did not continue making trouble, "What's wrong, I'm worried about her."
Because after Allen escaped and stood still, he was facing Charia, who was standing by the window and chatting with a bunch of girls, Hughes began to tease again. Allen did not answer this question, but just looked in that direction quietly. He didn't know whether he was looking at the pretty and beautiful girl or the clear blue sky outside the window.
At this time, a breeze blows in from the window. The cool and moist breeze seems to bring the coldness of the Altai Mountains outside the city, gently brushing across people's faces, making people feel energetic. The breeze gently blows the blue curtains and also lifts the beautiful hair of the girls by the window. Chalia seems to feel something and turns around. Her long golden hair dyes a magnificent color under the sunset, like sparks adorning the pure golden silk, a pair of green eyes that are as bright as spring water.
After getting into Allen's eyes, he did not hide, but just quietly looked at the beautiful scenes like the movie, and the perfect girl who seemed to be no longer in the world, and nodded slightly with a smile. The girl's face was thin-skinned, unlike Ellen's ok. After Charlia saw clearly that it was Allen staring at her, her beautiful and flawless face quickly dyed a scorch like a burning cloud, and turned around quickly like a light butterfly, not daring to look at the pure appreciation and joy in Alan's eyes.
Chapter completed!