The Ace Girl of Campus Rebirth

Those big figures in hell, such as the eleven gods of death, or Mio-sama's left and right guardians, in the eyes of people in the demon world, they are all big figures who are more powerful than heaven.

They have an endless lifespan.

Not to mention profound, to put it bluntly, it is how difficult it is to survive death or abdicate a god of death so that the god of hell can re-select the candidate for god of death!

For billions of years, the working God of Death has not changed.

Finally, Eliso, the god of death in Antarctica, resigned and vacated such a position.

As long as you are chosen, you can become the supreme person in hell!

Who doesn't want that?

All the major forces in the demon world also came forward to fight for it.

The angels in the City of Angels will definitely not give up.

As one of the most promising young people in the group of teenagers, Leng Xiaoyan is undoubtedly the most likely candidate to be selected as the next Death God in Antarctica!

Hearing what the dean said, even if he could no longer understand why he attacked Sitong, he would miss the chance of death, but Leng Xiaoyan still stopped immediately.

"Hmph!" Leng Xiaoyan shouted violently and dropped the skateboard in his hand to the ground.

The handsome man with long legs stepped on the skateboard, and the skateboard flipped over, and the person skated away.

Several young skateboarders also turned their skateboards around and followed Leng Xiaoyan away.

"It's these disobedient boys in our college who have offended me, please Haihan." The dean lowered his head to Sitong, said a few words, and left with a kind smile.

Xiang Weixiao, who had been standing next to Sitong since just now, looked like a stupid monk who couldn't touch his hair. He opened his mouth in slight shock and looked at Sitong.

Shi Meiyi, An Lin, and An Cili ran forward:

"Why would the dean stand up for you?"

"Why would the dean say that if he dares to attack you for the position of the God of Death in Antarctica, he will lose his right to compete forever?"

After Fang Congsi Tong appeared, everyone felt that they had turned into a hundred thousand reasons, and there were so many doubts.

Sitong, who was asked, did not refuse to answer everyone's questions this time. She just said calmly: "Maybe he has Alzheimer's disease."

Dean? Alzheimer's disease?

Everyone was shocked. By the time they realized what was happening, Sitong had already gone to the food court.

A group of people watching the theater around them also left the theater one after another when they saw that the excitement was no longer there.

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In the next few days, the students at the Magic Academy were all talking about what happened in the food court that day.

The new human student Si Tong was paid special attention to this matter by the dean, and it was also widely spread among the students of the Magic Academy.

Around six o'clock in the evening, cooking class.

Si Tong is still learning to make braised prawns.

"That's it for today's class. Students can study on their own after they go back." After the cooking teacher said this, he walked around the classroom and picked up the braised prawns made by a classmate and took a bite. fresh.

"Too much salt water!" The cooking teacher pointed to the prawns made by his classmate and turned around to leave the classroom.

After the teacher left, most of the students left behind their finished products and left the classroom one after another.

Apart from Si Tong, the female classmate Song Huizhen, whom she met while making the candy house last time, was already among the last to leave.

Before Song Huizhen left, she leaned into Sitong's ear and said, "I have heard that you have been favored by the dean, and you will be a big shot in our college from now on!"

Song Huizhen was very ingenious when making the candy basket, and her craftsmanship was not limited when making the braised prawns.

She knew that Si Tong loved to eat, so she handed the plate of braised prawns she made to Si Tong: "Here, you can eat it! The shrimp I made tastes good."

"Yeah." Si Tong didn't refuse.

Curious about what happened in the food court that day, Song Huizhen lay down on the empty seat of the cooking stove, blinked and asked Si Tong:

"Hey, the news in the college is crazy now. They say that the dean values ​​you so much probably because you have the qualifications to run for the position of the God of Death and you are very likely to win.

"Can you tell me, do you really want to compete for the position of the God of Death?"