Chapter 2: Elegant and easygoing Grayfos

Author: Bread man who loves to eat salted fish

Chapter 2: Elegant and easygoing Grayfos

"Sorry, teacher."

Silas quickly apologized and picked up the paper on the ground.

Lux didn't want to go up and help him pick it up, but seeing his butt sticking out and rushing, he couldn't help but sigh and squatted down to help him clean up.

"It's okay, classmate, are you okay?"

The professor's voice was very low and magnetic, his face looked very peaceful, he was not angry, but he was not in a hurry to clean up the paper, but was fumbled on the ground.

Silas saw a pair of black-framed glasses on the ground. He knew that this was the teacher's, so he picked it up and handed it to him.

"Thank you, classmate."

The teacher was very gentle, wearing white gloves, holding his glasses and thanking him.

Silas looked curiously at the teacher who was dressed in the professor, with brown hair and brown beards, black-framed glasses, wearing a red-brown uniform from Trump College, and looking elegant and easy-going.

Why do you feel that this teacher always feels familiar?

He vaguely felt that the teacher looked familiar, but he felt that he lacked some important weapon and his temperament did not look like him.

"Teacher, I'm really sorry, where are you going, I'll send it to you."

"No, I've arrived."

The professor strode into the classroom beside the two, and Silas looked up.

“Class 1, Grade 1.”

After reading the class card, his face immediately turned dark.

It turned out that this professor was the teacher in Class 1. He offended the teacher in his class on the first day of school. He was somewhat a little bit like a lantern.

Fortunately, this teacher looks approachable and easy to get along with. He looks like a friendly person.

Lux walked to the classroom, turned around and smiled at Silas: "Let's go, it looks like the teacher is a kind person."

He nodded and glanced at his watch again. At 8:55, he would be late for another five minutes.

If you offend the teacher again and are late, it would be flying in the cesspool - it's over.

So he hurriedly followed her into the classroom.

The classroom is very empty, with more than one hundred square meters, with more than a dozen pairs of tables and chairs, all of which are single tables, with only a few scattered students sitting behind, and the brown professor who just now stood at the lectern, sorting out the complexity

Information.

He saw the two of them follow in, paused a little, and then said, "It turns out that they are students in my class, they are very punctual, so you can choose two seats to sit down first."

Seeing that the teacher really didn't care about what happened just now, Silas breathed a sigh of relief and chose a seat beside the window to sit down.

Just as he was about to sit down, a gust of fragrant wind passed by, and Lux ​​also came here.

"I'll sit next to you and teach me more questions in the future."

She looked at Silas with a smile, and sat on the side before he could answer.

"Are you serious?"

Silas was speechless. He was a hard-working student who was admitted to the exam and gave questions to the students who were admitted to the exam. Is it true that he was not happy with him?

"And." Lux smiled, smiling sweetly, but it made Silas' scalp numb.

Why do I always feel that she doesn't think much from me? Why is she not simple at all?

He patted his head helplessly, turned his head and glanced at it, and found that the classroom was empty, so he raised his wrist to look at the watch.

It’s almost nine o’clock, why are there still a few people in the classroom and the others?

Time passed minute by minute, and it was already nine o'clock. The brown beard teacher on the stage was still calmly sorting out the information, as if he had forgotten that it was time for class.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open violently.

"Report!"

A yellow-haired boy rushed in panting and shouted a report to the brown teacher.

Silas and Lux's eyes were all aimed at the sweaty little yellow-haired, slightly embarrassed.

"Ezeril?"

Silas glanced and recognized that the little yellow-haired girl was Ezreal, but like them, she was not wearing the college uniform and was also a freshman.

"You recognize him?"

Lux's beautiful eyes were shining with curiosity. He glanced at Silas. Why did he know everyone? Isn't he a freshman?

"I know, oh, I don't know." He subconsciously replied that he knew, and then thought about where he knew Ezreal in this world, and shook his head again.

His voice said he didn't know him, but he had no intention of being unfamiliar or curious about the classmates coming in at the door, which made Lux curious about him.

If there is a problem, he is hiding himself!

Teacher Brown Beard was still sorting out the information on his own, as if he had not heard Ezrel's report shouting.

Even Silas couldn't bear it when he looked at him standing at the door sweating profusely and helpless.

The most depressing thing is not the teacher’s storm criticism after you make a mistake, but the depressed silence before the storm.

"Report!"

Ezreal shouted again, this time the Brown Teacher glanced at him.

"Freshman Ezreal, what time is it now?"

A low voice came, Ezeril wiped his sweat with his sleeves, his lips trembling, knowing that he was late, but he didn't know how to speak.

"That classmate is Silas, tell him what time it's time."

Seeing that the teacher recognized him, Silas stood up, looked at the watch and sighed.

Little yellow-haired, please be blessed.

"Nine o'clock." He said he would report the time.

Hearing that he was ten minutes late, Ezreal quickly explained to Mr. Brown.

"Teacher, I'm not late, it's just a traffic jam on the road, and the school bus is too late..."

"Then get up early next time, come over by yourself. Close the door and stand in the corner."

"But I really..."

Before he could explain anything, the teacher turned his head and looked at him.

"Do I need you?"

“…”

Obviously all teachers are the same and don’t listen to what students explain at all.

Ezrel had no choice but to take the door obediently and stood by the wall in front of the door.

"Gee, rash."

Looking at his aggrieved look, Lux covered his mouth and laughed secretly. Where did the elementary school student come from and even argue with the teacher.

Silas sat down and looked at Ezreal with sympathy.

Even if you have a mouth that Thanos can't kill even if he snaps his fingers, you can't be stubborn.

Even if Aurelianthol comes, he has to shout a report to the teacher when he comes in.

"Bang!"

The door that had just been closed was thrown away again. This time it was very powerful and directly hit the wall, hitting Ezrel, who was standing in a daze, and knocked him down.

"Report, there is a traffic jam. I seem to be late. Teacher, don't mind."

I test this person is even more heavyweight.

Silas quickly looked at it, and saw that the person who came in this time was wearing headphones, a black mask, a black duckball cap, a romantic sky-high bun, and a cool hip-hop equipment when he arrived in the classroom.

"Brother Suozi?"

He recognized this unrestrained and sexy man. He saw Yasuo, who looked like he was really hurting his skin, and the dark party had a very strong aura.

"You know a new classmate again?" Lux was even more confused. He really knew everyone. Could it be that his surname was Song and Jiang?

Yasuo didn't notice that there was someone behind the door. Seeing that the teacher didn't respond, he thought he didn't care, so he shook his head casually and walked in.

"I didn't say you can leave."

In an instant, a short gun, which was red in overall red, light and complex, full of technology and arcane aura, hit Yasuo's head.

It was the teacher. He took out a shotgun from nowhere and pressed it against the unrestrained Yasuo's forehead.

"I……"
To be continued...