"Most of the people who can truly win the championship on the racecourse, be undefeated in the cricket crown, and survive to the end in the cricket cup are the 'seed players' who have already been given high hopes."

Lin Nian raised his head, was quiet for a few seconds, and then finally spoke, "Then when did I get noticed by the secret party, or by you, the principal? As the same 'seeded player'? After all, it's just as you said, principal

, before the name Hilbert Jean Angers appeared in this world, the baby in the womb of that outstanding mixed-race mother in Harrogate, Yorkshire, England was already on the list of the secret party. Come to think of it, I

It's the same, but I'm curious, when was the earliest version of me, and how did I appear on your list, principal?"

"If you really want to trace it back, it was really a long time ago." Angers replied.

"Principal, how much do you know? How many things have you participated in?" Lin Nian asked.

"A lot. After all, for a person of my age, a lot of things that you think are in the past seem to me like they just happened yesterday." Angers said, "I asked you to come here this time.

Answer your doubts?"

"I was also specially reminded to attend in formal attire." Lin Nian said.

"In a place like the church, there are only two formal occasions to attend," Angers said, looking up at the brass basin on the pulpit, "weddings and funerals."

He touched the newly dripping rose on his chest, and the light passed over the edges of the sculptures hanging deep in the church, outlining light or thick shadow trails.

Lin Nian closed his eyes, but did not open his mouth to avoid the topic that was bound to come.

"I'm sorry about your sister." Angers picked off the rose and placed it on the seat next to him, "But you and I both know that as time goes by, this is bound to happen, but sooner or later.

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Chapter completed!