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Monsoon smoke looked at his empty backpack, quietly packing things to prepare for the new road.

As soon as the man saw that the monsoon smoke was about to leave, he immediately stood up and hurriedly said: "hero!"!! Are you also a student of Imperial College? "

The footsteps of the monsoon smoke slightly, looking at that muddy, like a person crawling out of the swamp, nodded.

The man smiled, his dark face showing a bright white tooth of the late moon.

It\'s called a ghost!

"Yes." The twitching opening of the corner of the monsoon smoke mouth.

The man immediately came to the spirit, "what a coincidence! I am also a student of Imperial College! Hero, we are classmates! "

The monsoon smoke looked at the man in silence.

It seems that the man also noticed the sight of the monsoon smoke, looked at his filthy appearance, and immediately cleared his throat with embarrassment, "didn\'t I have an accident Ha ha ha... "

"Accident?"

"I\'m lost." The man opened his mouth with a smile.

There is only one mountain road from the foot of the mountain to Imperial College. Except for her lazy person who wants to avoid the sun, most of the other students choose a flat mountain road.

She wondered how the man had lost himself.

"I\'m glad to meet you, but Are you lost, too? " Looking at the monsoon smoke, the man had a feeling of mutual pity.

Monsoon smoke, "..."

"Don\'t call me a hero. My name is Ji Fengyan."

"Oh, monsoon smoke, right? My name is Junze. Please take good care of me in the future. Don\'t worry. I\'ve been around the mountain for three or four days and I probably know how to get out. " Junze also lost his way as he did in the season, he said carelessly.

Monsoon smoke thinks it\'s better to go first.

Looking at the monsoon smoke to go, Junze followed without saying a word, and his mouth was not idle all the way.

Also entrusted with his nagging, the monsoon smoke probably knows his situation.

Junze is a student of pharmacist branch of Imperial College. He just received a notice a month ago. He came to Imperial College and reported that he lost his way soon after going up the mountain. He went into the forest by mistake and fell into the mud. All the food he brought was buried in the mud. He was hungry for two days and almost died of hunger.

Monsoon smoke silently forward, self-conscious of their daily words a lot, but after meeting Junze, she knew that she was so wordless.

Junze is really a god like nagging. He can talk to himself for half a day without saying a word about monsoon smoke, from mountain scenery to Baize beside it.

"I said Fengyan, this deer beside you, was brought by you?" Jun Ze looks at Bai Ze, who is the same generation of Ze. He really feels sorry for each other.

The monsoon smoke.

Junze tut a way: "or you are smart, know to take reserve grain up the mountain."

Originally still and Junze, Ze mutual pity of white Ze, heard such a sentence, the moment close to the leg of the monsoon smoke.

Monsoon smoke, "this is my mount."

"What?" Junze slightly a Leng, that pair of smiling frivolous eyes suddenly flash a surprise.

In Imperial College, the only one who can take care of riding to school is the exterminator!

"You Is it the exterminator? " Suddenly, Junze\'s tone suddenly changed.