Mask, my emperor's armor starts from Fengdu

Noyo stood in front of the bookstore, quietly waiting for Fujiwara and Wakakana to come out.

"I'm done cleaning up."

Fujiwara ran out holding a book.

Nuoyang's face darkened: "What are you doing with this book of heroes, and you plan to bring it to 2018?"

Fujiwara smiled: "Of course, this is my heroic achievement, when the time comes, I will show these to the demon king when he is young."

Nuoyang Fu Forehead, the copy of "Heroes" flew into his hands and confiscated it: "Don't fix these all day long."

Fujiwara muttered resentfully, "Okay then."

"I'm packing up too."

If Wakata came out of the back room, there was actually nothing worth packing.

Nuoyang nodded: "In that case, then let's go." "

Yay."

Fujiwara cheered, and was grabbed by Nuoyang and thrown into the time and space tunnel.

Nuoyang turned around and held Ruocai, and the two of them also walked in slowly.

2068-2018

Hikari Forest High School.

In the classroom, a high school student was sleeping on his desk without listening to the class, smacking his mouth from time to time, saliva flowed down, and he subconsciously sucked it back.

"I will be king... Hey. "

Zhuangwu, Zhuangwu, don't sleep, the teacher is going to memorize the text."

Even if he slept and drooled, he would talk to himself, and the same table shook the teenager kindly.

"Eh... I'm not king yet, don't wake me up. The

teenager shoved at the same table in disgust.

This action was seen by the teacher on the stage, and the teacher shouted with a serious face: "Tokiwa Shogo, sleep in class, stand up!" "

I..."

The young man stood up in a daze, opened his eyes and suddenly found that he was still in class, and he was frightened, and his tone was trembling: "Teacher, you, okay."

"I'm going to be by you, it's okay!"

The teacher stared directly at the teenager, not angry and self-threatening, and the teenager's heart was hairy.

"Can you repeat what I just said in class?"

The teacher said sternly.

The teenager shook his head with difficulty: "I don't..." Fortunately

, at this time, the same table helped, and the teenager repeated the words of the same table.

"Even if you help you at the same table, you won't call your parents, and stay on duty in the evening."

The teacher said with a straight face.

"Thank you, teacher."

Not calling parents, the teenager was very happy: "I promise never to go to class and sleep in the future." "

Hmph."

Then the teacher continued the lesson.

Outside the classroom, Fujiwara stood in the corridor and looked in, pointing to Tokiwa Shogo and whispering to Noyang.

Nuoyang nodded.

"I feel a little embarrassed, and I still shout that I want to be the king."

Fujiwara sighed.

"How are you going?"

Nuoyang gave Fujiwara a blank look, this kid is not much better, it's all middle school second disease.

Now he shouts every day that he wants to be a hero and a savior.

Fujiwara was not happy and walked to Wakana's side: "Sister-in-law, you judge the judge, I am completely different from this kid."

Ruona covered her mouth and smiled: "Your brother is right."

"What, that's right, your old husband and wife bullied me a child, don't play with you."

Fujiwara pouted, a look of disdain.

"What class are you in, what are you doing standing outside when you don't go to class during class hours."

At this time, a greasy middle-aged man with glasses and a big belly walked out.

Looking at the posture, the director of instruction is right.

"What about brother?"

Fujiwara was stunned.

"Hello this teacher, I'm here to send my brother to school."

Nuoyang said politely, carrying Fujiwara with one hand.

"Huh?"

"Ugh!"

Wakana's stunned, Fujiwara stunned.

"Brother, I don't want to study."

Fujiwara grimaced.

"yes, then why are you standing here."

The director tightened his belt suspiciously.

"I don't want to see how the learning atmosphere is in your school first."

Nuoyang smiled indifferently.

"Well, our school doesn't have the idea of transferring students at the moment."

The director thought about it, shook his head and refused.

Fujiwara Daiki: "Just don't transfer students, Xiaoye, I don't read, who loves to read this book, Xiaoye, I want to save the world."

"The director borrowed a step to speak."

Nuoyang smiled slightly and handed Fujiwara to Wakana: "Don't let this kid run away." "

Understood."

Wakata carried Fujiwara.

Fujiwara Chuchu looked at Wakata pitifully: "Sister-in-law, you have to save me."

The director felt strange and walked over with Nuoyang.

After a while, the director happily shook Nuoyang's hand: "Don't worry, your brother handed over to our school, we will definitely teach him well and let him get ahead."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Nuoyang also smiled politely.

"I helped you with the admission procedures, you can see which class you want your brother to be in, we have the best class A."

The director's face was full of spring breeze.

Nuoyang glanced back at the classroom that was still in class: "Just let my brother be in this class."

The director paused, pulled Nuoyang and continued to whisper: "If you hand over your brother to us, we will have to be responsible, don't hide from you, our school class A is the best, are all excellent students, this F class is a problem student with poor grades."

Nuoyang waved his hand: "No need, just this class, my brother also has some problems, so I won't let him harm the good students, I just want him to have a book."

The director nodded, and the gold lord father in front of him said whatever he wanted, and he didn't say more.

"Don't worry, leave everything to me."

The director turned and went to the office.

"Huh?"

Fujiwara was dumbfounded.

Nuoyang approached Ruo Cai's side: "It's done."

"How did you get it?"

Wakanai wondered.

Nuoyang rolled his eyes: "Well, there is nothing to donate a building that is uneven, if not, then donate another one."

Then he stared at Fujiwara: "Doesn't your kid want to get to know the demon king, this is a good method, you will be his classmate in the future."

"I protest."

Fujiwara's head shook like a rattle.

"Protests are invalid."

Nuoyang said with a smile.

"Ah! Evil capitalists... Damn, I thought of my famous name, but I ended up studying now.

Fujiwara was screaming there.

The sound made the teachers in the classroom see it.

"Shh, stop yelling, affect other people's lessons."

Noyo interrupted Fujiwara's shout.

Fujiwara wanted to cry without tears.

"Why are you so resistant to going to school?"

Wakana, unable to stand it, asked.

"Sister-in-law, I have had a headache when I saw books since I was a child."

Fujiwara is already starting to have a headache now.

"You're going to publish books, you're afraid?"

Nuoyang said with a smile.

"It's not the same nature."

Fujiwara explained.

"Study well, I'll go with your sister-in-law to find a place to live, you can walk around this school, and contact you when the time comes."

Nuoyang smiled a little gloatingly, and then left with Ruonai.

"Don't leave me behind."

Fujiwara stretched out his hand and opened his mouth to hold back, but remembered that he couldn't make a loud noise, so he thought about it and closed his mouth.