Probably not wanting to be recognized, she looked very low-key in a plaid shirt and a pair of jeans, sunglasses and a peaked cap on her head. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIt's just that the fourth prince's memory is too impressive for this third sister, even if he wraps his face tightly, he can immediately distinguish it by listening to the voice.

Roland glanced at the note on the arm of his chair, confirmed that he was not in the wrong position, and asked, "Why can't it be me?"

"Hmph," she apparently saw the name on the note as well, and let out a nasal voice of displeasure.

"By the way, you actually have a baby?"

This is simply incredible, could it be that Garcia not only gave birth to a child after going to the Blue Water Harbor, but was also swallowed by Jieluo in the Battle of Eternal Winter?

"Cousin," she said coldly.

Well, it seems that it is also a substitute fight.

For some reason, Roland felt a little strange in his heart, Garcia's attitude towards him seemed to have changed a little from when they first met, although the impatience was still overflowing, but the initial contempt and disgust were gone.

As people from all walks of life arrived one after another, the parent-teacher meeting finally began, and after the teachers on the stage finished talking about the new semester planning, it was the turn of the students to speak. When Jieluo stood up, there was a sudden upsurge of discussion among the parents, and the children also turned their eyes on her - it must be said that it is really a cheating to still have the appearance of a witch in the dream world, especially the pure natural white hair and crystalline red eyes, which elevates this beauty to a unique level.

Because the family members also had to stand up to accompany the students when they spoke, Roland had to enjoy a "attention ceremony", and Jieluo was naturally someone else's child, and he became an adult...... This can be felt in the confusion and laughter in the eyes of the other parents - everyone else is dressed as formally as possible, and the casual dress of cartoon short sleeves and half-cut pants like him is really out of place with everyone.

Back in his seat, Roland felt that Garcia seemed to be peeking at him, which made him even more depressed - the other party was wearing sunglasses and looked unscrupulous, and it would be quite embarrassing for him to stare back and find that the other person was not actually looking at this side at all.

It didn't take long for him to feel his elbow hit and a note was handed over.

Roland frowned, spread out the note, the handwriting on it was like a knife and an axe, even if he didn't know calligraphy, he could feel the power contained in the brushstrokes, but the content made his heart jump slightly.

"You're the mysterious martial artist who ran down the street a while ago, right?"

Hell, how did she know!

Roland involuntarily looked at Garcia, only to find that the other party was still writing something.

Soon the second note also reached him.

"Don't deny it, the martial artist has a very keen memory of body shape and the details of his actions, and I felt very familiar when I first saw the news, but now I have finally confirmed it. Did you awaken the power of nature not long ago, or did you hide your identity from the beginning?"

Is it so exaggerated, even if he puts those circulating videos in front of him, he is not sure that he will be able to recognize himself, right? But then again, Garcia should not be able to find a person with a similar body and ask him, and be able to associate him with a mysterious martial artist, in a sense, it has already proved that her observation is indeed far beyond ordinary people.

Could this be the reason for her change of attitude?

Roland hesitated, and as soon as he raised his hand, a pen was already in his hand.

He was about to deny it and dismiss it as ridiculous, but when the tip of the pen touched the paper, a thought suddenly flooded into his head.

To be honest, his interest in martial artists is only at the level of watching the lively melon-eating audience, and he has no idea about appearing in the ring in person. In the dream world, he is half a creation god, and it is natural to win the battle, and it is even more humiliating to lose the battle - and for now, without special training, he will lose nine times out of ten at the level shown on TV.

Studying the forces of nature wasn't a high priority over collecting books and exploring memory fragments, but he found that this chance encounter might be a good breakthrough - it would be nice to take the opportunity to hook up with Garcia and find an excuse to go to her house.

Thinking of this, Roland scribbled his answer on the back of the note.

"What is the force of nature? I don't quite understand what you mean. 」

"It's something that children know, what are you pretending to be stupid?"

After the note was thrown over, she also took off her sunglasses and glared at Roland fiercely from the corner of her eye.

"It turns out that the sudden increase in strength is the awakening of the power of nature?"

"The power of nature is much more than that, haven't you ever paid attention to the propaganda of the Martial Arts Association?"

"I'm not interested in fighting, and I don't want to care about what you're talking about. 」

"In addition to participating in competitions, martial arts means maintaining order in the city and ensuring social safety. 」

"What's that?"

"It's complicated, let's find a place to talk about it. 」

"Very well, Roland applauds his cleverness in his heart, and things seem to be going the way he wants.

"Really...... But I'm going to go to the company in the afternoon, how about visiting in the evening?"

If you say yes now, then the meeting place is likely to be a nearby coffee house or restaurant or something, and it is not easy to refuse to use excuses to make an appointment in the evening - after all, 0825 and 0827 are very close to each other, and at this time, dinner is also eaten, and supper is too early, so home has become the most suitable place.

Sure enough, Garcia hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

One by one, students and parents took the stage to speak, and when it was her cousin's turn to step up, the crowd erupted again.

This time, however, the focus shifted from grades and appearance to status.

"He's the little boy of the Shamrock Group?"

"It doesn't seem like his parents are here. ”

"They are all well-known entrepreneurs, how can they have time to attend the parent-teacher conference. ”

"This young lady is also from the Sanye family?"

"I guess, I don't want to be noticed. ”

"It would be nice if I could catch up. ”

"Save it, what is the identity of the people, can they take care of you?"

What the hell is the Sanye Group? Roland rolled his eyes, it sounded like a big company, but in that case, how could the relatives of the group boss live in a dilapidated building?

And Garcia's expression was also a little strange, although her eyes were hidden under the sunglasses, her gently clenched fists and the sunken corners of her mouth already showed her attitude.

Roland had a vague feeling that there might be a lot of stories in it, but he didn't take it to heart - by the evening, he would have a chance to test his guesses.