Looking at Roland's bewildered look, the F6 members were a little surprised. Did Li Lin misunderstand Roland?
Li Lin, however, smiled at this moment and said, "That girl is quite good-looking and looks like a good wife and mother. She's also very fair and elegant, and most importantly, it's obvious that she's very good to Roland. "
The other F6 members all grunted in agreement, looking rather interested.
Roland began to stare blankly. He sorted out the girls he knew in his memory who were about the same age, then categorized them, and soon found the most compatible girl according to Li Lin's description. In the end, he was shocked. "Are you talking about Little Sand? She likes me? That's impossible. "
Li Lin said from the side, "Recall for yourself how you got along with Night Tide Sand!"
Hearing what Li Lin said, Roland thought for a moment and then said, "I'm sure she absolutely doesn't like me."
In these few months of getting along, Night Tide Sand gave Roland the impression that she was cold and then indifferent. She spoke and did things in an unhurried manner, and except for the first two days when she was a little prickly, she was very easy to get along with except that she had a cold personality.
Roland felt that Night Tide Sand was a pretty good girl, but he never thought that she would like him.
Because Roland had pursued girls in college, he knew that when a girl saw the person she liked, her eyes would shine.
Night Tide Sand, on the other hand, didn't have that kind of gleaming look when she looked at him. However, she had a good personality, made delicious breakfast, and seemed to be good at needlework. After getting along with her for such a long time, Roland also felt that she was a girl very suitable as a wife.
However, this and the other party liking him were two different things and couldn't be confused.
Li Lin looked at Roland and frowned. "You're too closely involved to see clearly."
Roland shrugged. "I suspect that you're overthinking things."
"Fine." Seeing that he couldn't convince Roland, Li Lin sighed helplessly.
At this moment, Schuck said, "You two seem to have done something interesting together?"
"Here's the thing." Roland told the whole story.
After hearing this, the F6 members were all extremely speechless.
Schuck poured himself a cup of coca-cola and said, "Li Lin is a Berserk Barbarian Warrior. It's normal for him to learn saber arts. Why are you, a Mage, going there?"
"Heh, believe it or not, after I finish learning the buff spell, I'll be able to beat all of you down with a miaodao!" They were all friends who grew up together, so they didn't need to be too careful when talking to each other. Roland chuckled and said, "Just don't say that I'm bullying you when the time comes."
The five of them gave him the middle finger at the same time, and Betta chuckled.
At this moment, Roland asked Betta curiously, "No wonder I always felt that something was wrong. It turns out that you're the problem."
Betta was surprised. "What's wrong with me?"
"University has been open for at least two or three months. Why are you still here?"
"I'm studying at the university in the neighboring city." Betta chuckled. "It takes more than an hour to go back and forth by train … Besides, it's a weekend today. It's not unusual for me to go home and play during the day. Although the virtual cabin is in the house in the neighboring city, I just need to get back before 10: 30, right? "
Damn, he even chose a university close to home for the sake of playing games? Because in many cases, locals could apply to live outside when they went to a local university.
There weren't any great universities in Nanjiang. The university in the neighboring city was just a name, but in fact, the faculty was basically at the level of a second-tier university.
Roland heard that Betta's academic performance was okay. Wasn't it a bit of a waste to go to this fake university?
However, he wasn't too familiar with Betta, so he couldn't interfere in this matter.
"Okay, let's not talk about Betta for now. I have an idea." Li Lin suddenly interjected. "Why don't we all learn miaodao arts? Look, even Roland, a pure magic class, has learned melee skills. The rest of you more or less have melee talents. Schuck's Saint Samurai focuses on melee most of the time. Although Brazil is a Hunter, he also has to fight in melee when necessary. As for Husseret … I think a two-handed heavy weapon Thief seems to be very promising. "
No one objected. After all, what Li Lin said was the truth.
"As for your tuition fees, it's only a few thousand dollars. I'll pay for it for you." At this point, Li Lin gave Roland a discreet look.
Roland thought for a moment and did as Li Lin wanted and didn't expose him.
"Okay, let's call it a day. I'll go to the saber arts club to pay first. We'll meet at the saber arts club tomorrow." Li Lin stood up, drank the rest of the beer in one gulp, and then left the room.
After staying in the room for more than an hour, the others also dispersed.
Roland didn't go to the saber arts club today but returned home because he was going to worship his ancestors with his family in the afternoon.
The Luo family's ancestral hall was in a village on the outskirts. Unlike other people who worshipped their ancestors on Chongyang or Qingyang, the Luo family liked to worship their ancestors on a specific day that wasn't a holiday.
Roland returned to his hometown with his parents by car.
They came back relatively early.
Because most people had moved to the city, this small village that used to be quite lively was now very deserted, with only a few old people and some left-behind children still staying in the village.
Those children were Roland's nephews and nieces according to their seniority. They had to ride bicycles to an elementary school in another town more than ten kilometers away every day.
It would've been a chore a decade ago when the roads hadn't been repaired yet.
But now that all the villages had cement roads, they only had to go to school half an hour earlier.
Roland greeted the old people, from First Great Uncle to Twelfth Great Uncle.
After another hour or so, most of the clansmen were back. There were almost sixty of them including the children. After chatting for a while, they went to the ancestral hall at the back of the village with firecrackers, incense, and candles.
Firecrackers were forbidden in the city, but they were allowed in the villages on the outskirts of the city. Nobody would investigate as long as there was no fire.
The ancestral hall had been renovated. It was still made of black bricks and black tiles, but it didn't feel old at all. There was also a large piece of cement at the entrance.
As usual, Fourth Great Uncle presided over the ceremony. In fact, the ritual process was already very casual. If it were a decade ago, many rules such as three kowtows and nine bows, and no drinking or eating the day before the ceremony had to be followed.
Roland thought that this was just a routine ceremony no different from the usual ones.
But when Fourth Great Uncle presided over the ceremony, burned the paper money, and asked the clansmen to bow, Roland was stunned and looked at the roof of the ancestral hall.
He sensed that a stream of energy was taking shape above his head.
It was weak, but it was indeed energy. It was similar to magic waves but of a different frequency.
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