If there is a famous painting called "Faust in Class", its picture content must be the hard-working scene of Scarlett Haw and Gan Bida.

So what about Faust?

Faust is in class!

His academic performance is very good, but Lilulu is not very good.

To enable Miss Lilulu to have excellent graduation results, Miss Nightingale also needs to spend extra time doing tutoring.

The fragrance on Miss Nightingale is very similar to the fragrance of white plum blossoms, with continuous continuity, elegant and cool.

She always made sufficient preparations from the beginning, bringing Lilulu a variety of tutoring materials—some written by Miss Nightingale herself, and some were made by her mail order.

Miss Nightingale gave meticulous help to all the students. She especially liked Lilulu because she was reckless and cute, which reminded Miss Nightingale of her girlish self.

That's it, but in Faust's eyes, Miss Nightingale is not lacking in the gentle temperament of a girl.

She is thirty years old and is a typical old lady with a wealthy and self-sufficient life.

The road leading from the State Normal School to Yanan Street is a dirt road, which is dusty when the sun is shining, and slippery when the rain is raining. The road expands into a square in the central area, where the church where Faust sent Scarlett to play the organ is located.

Miss Nightingale lifted her long skirt and her feet were lightly dancing. She could always cross the muddy dirt road without being stained with dust.

Although Lilulu has limited learning ability, she is very obedient in front of Miss Nightingale, and there is no need to worry about motivation and discipline.

In fact, most children lack enthusiasm for learning. Faust can actively focus on his studies because he regards this as a way to accumulate capital in the future.

You see, this is first-class, natural capitalist spirit, which makes people want to say good to the despicable character passed down from the blood of the Faust family.

Miss Nightingale explains mathematics to Lilulu. During the break, she will also sing folk songs like "The Forest is Sleeping", explaining to her the movement of the sun and the moon, the alternation of the starry sky and the four seasons, the joy of labor, and the fear of the gods.

With Miss Nightingale taking care of Lilulu, Faust would be able to use it more.

He held the textbook in his left hand to study number theory, and held the new letter recently written by Lieutenant Jiabao in his right hand to learn about the recent cultists, Qi Ling, spies and conspiracy organizations in the army that have occurred in the imperial capital...

By the way, Faust was able to spare his hands to take care of the garden. He planted some cornflowers, and some were hyacinths sent by Miss Nightingale.

"People say that emperors are good places to make money, and the ground is full of gold. From my perspective, the imperial capital is simply a paradise for spies, a paradise of violence, and mysterious and dark events everywhere. It's better to have Crow's Nest Town."

Faust was particularly satisfied with his gardener's work and was very proud of the small garden view at No. 221 Yanan Street.

As he looked around, he could already appreciate the cramped, dilapidated, gray and congested street scene of Yachao Town.

He even said that this small town in the seaside area can be more livable than the imperial capital, the heart city in the central part of the mainland.

However, the coastal scenery of Jaw Cun Town is indeed beautiful. Needless to say, the white cliff that Faust had been to. A white jade-like cliff wall was cut out like a sharp knife of the Creator. The wall stood thousands of feet above it, which was shocking.

The desert dunes by the sea stand tall and steeply tilt down into the sea, solemn and majestic, and at the same time form a sexy picture with the soft arches.

To the east, a vast plain stretched out of sand and stones, the gravel was sometimes a little red and sometimes a little gray. There were black moss and sparse light-colored meadows, and sometimes a small shrub-like peak, which looked like a huge clump of shadows.

Faust began to like this chubby and boring and colorful Chau Nest Town. This variation composed of headland rocks, deserted beaches, broken alleys and small buildings has a strange charm.

But to say that, for Miss Nightingale, what is the reason for her living in Crown Nest?

Like Scarlett, she lives in Crowchao Town, because she is only studying in a state normal school. It is said that this school is Scarlett's father's alma mater, so this willful and stupid daughter came to condescend to study.

What about Miss Nightingale?

Faust can observe:

Nightingale's property is very considerable. From time to time, she would receive remittances from various states in the empire, and she would definitely entrust the real estate in various places to operate.

She was not tired of family, and her parents seemed to have passed away. She lived alone, had no husband, no children, and had never even had a relationship. She lived a poor life of one person and one cat, caring about students.

Faust is hard to understand!

If he has so many assets, he will definitely have to do all kinds of work to do something.

Proliferation is the instinct of capital, and management is the nature of capitalists.

"Miss Nightingale, why is it alone?"

Faust was reading a letter written by Lieutenant Garbo. She urged Faust to come to the headquarters of the Defense Suppression Bureau to report together to participate in the fun incident investigation.

Faust rolled his eyes and thought she was dreaming, but when Faust heard Lilulu's problem, he felt that he was dreaming.

Miss Lilulu, Miss Lilulu, how can you ask questions directly like this?

"Dang, abrupt, Miss Nightingale, don't be surprised, Lilulu, a maid, this is the level of speaking."

Miss Nightingale's expression was dim when she heard Lilulu's question, which made Faust feel a little worried.

"I'm not alone... I used to be not."

Miss Nightingale seemed to be thinking about the past of a long time: "It's just that I haven't contacted him again for too long."

"ah!?"

Lilulu was too interested in the teacher's love history gossip, and Faust didn't want to listen at all.

Both of Lilulu's ears stood out from her hair. It turned out that Miss Nightingale met a pen pal a long time ago through the Rugby Monthly.

Faust suddenly realized: "No wonder you know the knowledge of rugby games so much."

"We have never masked, but we have already communicated with each other through letters and have called each other lovers. I am just waiting for a chance to meet..."

Miss Nightingale shook her head in despair: "But since I made a request for meeting, I have never collected the reply."

Although there are already railways, trains, and airships in this world, more ordinary people can only be linked with a thin piece of letter paper.

Strangers who are far apart, even if they promise love and future on paper, once they stop writing, they will be nothing.

Lilulu was aggrieved for Miss Nightingale: "What's the point of worrying about this kind of liar who broke his promise?"

Faust said: "Maybe the other party just wants to keep a relationship on paper, right?"

Miss Nightingale said disappointedly:

"He once expressed his love to me in his letters, and also said that he would embrace my promise in real life. He is really not the kind of person who can break his promise... I still don't understand why he has never replied since then?"

Faust thought that this man would never be dead, right?

There will always be no fewer meetings in this world that have no ending!

Faust opened the last long letter sent by Lieutenant Garbo—the letter stated something to ask him for help.

“Mr. Faust:

I have a good friend who is related to the industrial sector of the empire. I have been fortunate to read the Siemens manuscript you sent and are interested in your ideas, career and personality.

Mr. Faust, please believe me. This friend will definitely help you solve the most difficult debt problems. Be sure to entertain him thoughtfully.

If you are worried about the funding of the hospitality, I have attached another remittance form with the letter.

Attachment: This time the matter is related to money!

Garbo von Hohenzollern”

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The author proposes the hypothesis that there is a fire god who preceded the Zoroastrianism, whose ritual, the blacksmith's ritual author reluctantly concluded that the god was a goddess. He believes that gender or the reason for its suppression. The rituals described in the book are usually gloomy and even terrifying.
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