Chapter 210

"Vice President..."

after Lena had been to pasiwar's house before, he checked at will in his spare time. Pasiwar's father-in-law, Mrs. lessa's father, was Leo Bordeaux.

So Mrs. lessa's original name should be lessa Bordeaux.

"What a coincidence."

Lena returned the student information, walked out of the building and began to think about what to do.

To be honest, he didn't have to find out the whereabouts of cyris oldman, but a series of coincidences made him curious. He wanted to find out what happened to the graduate eight years ago, why he had to use money to put his paper in the school archives, and what was written in that paper.

"I remember director pasiwar said that his father-in-law was no longer engaged in teaching and often went out to travel."

Lena was standing in the shade of the building. His robe had a Dharma array to adjust the temperature, so he didn't feel hot. But being directly exposed to the sun was a little unpleasant. He thought for a moment, and decided to visit.

Asked where the vice principal's office was, Lena walked straight across the campus to a tall building in front of the square in the middle of the school.

At this time, it was just at the end of the morning class. Many mages came out of the high-rise building. They were in a hurry. They were about to go to the canteen. Lena went against the current alone, which was very strange and attracted many eyes.

Entering the tall building, Lena took the elevator to the eighth floor.

There are no classrooms above the seventh floor of the main building, and all of them are office areas, while the office of vice principal Bordeaux is located on the eighth floor.

As soon as Lena stepped out of the elevator, he saw a reception desk.

"Hello, I'm Lena Ian gray from the paper review committee. I'd like to speak to the vice president of Bordeaux."

"Do you have an appointment... Wait, Lena Ian gray?"

The female receptionist in her twenties broke off her routine speech. She showed a look of shock and stared at Lena.

"You're the blood Baron, Lena Ian gray!"

"What's the name of blood Baron..."

Lena felt that his painting style in other people's eyes seemed to be running towards an indescribable place. He wiped the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead and then said.

"I'm looking for the vice president of Bordeaux. I don't know if it's convenient for him."

"Er, I'm sorry, I'm so excited at the moment..."

the receptionist was a little at a loss, so she quickly picked up the notepad on the table, looked through it and then answered to Lena.

"Principal Bordeaux is supposed to be having lunch right now. Er, he may take a rest after that and wake up at about two o'clock in the afternoon."

It seems that she is also a newcomer, and she is not familiar with the itinerary of the principal.

"Then I'll have dinner too. I'll come back in the afternoon. Please make an appointment for me."

When he heard that everyone was eating, Lena, who had been busy all morning, also felt a little empty. He told the receptionist that he was afraid to look him in the eyes.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ian gray."

Just as Lena turned to leave, looking for a place to eat, the receptionist stopped him again.

"Just a moment, Mr. Ian gray."

Looking back, Lena found that the receptionist took out a clean notebook and spread it to the blank front page.

"Can you sign it for me?"

The receptionist's eyes were full of anticipation and looked at Lena like a little dog wagging its tail.

...

like a lonely gourmet, after enjoying a delicious meal in the back street near Astor High School of witchcraft and Wizardry, Lena returned to the campus in the afternoon. At this time, when the sun was the hottest, few pedestrians were in a hurry to avoid the scorching sun in the huge square.

As soon as he got back to the main building of the school, the lobby was empty. He took the elevator to the eighth floor. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the young receptionist who was dozing with his head in his hand. He went to the counter and knocked on the desk.

Dongdongdong -

the sound of knocking suddenly awakened the half asleep receptionist. She quickly wiped the saliva around her mouth and stood up in a panic.

"Who, who..."

her bewilderment really made Lena want to ask if she had a distant relative named Claire.

"I'm looking for the vice president of Bordeaux."

Reining in the idea of mischief, Lena said in a serious tone.

"Oh, yes, it's you, Mr. Ian gray. I'm sorry. I'm going to inform you."

The receptionist nodded, trotted to the office behind her, opened the door, whispered a few words, then turned back and saluted Lena."Come in, Mr. Ian gray."

Lena nodded and walked into the office.

This office is not big, even, compared with the identity of the vice president, Lena thinks it is small.

In a mountain of manuscripts and materials, an old man with a bald head is sitting behind a slightly old desk.

He was wearing one-sided glasses, and he still had half of the book in his hand. The old man put down the bookmark and slowly closed the book. He looked at Lena with a pair of eyes without any turbidity, and then said.

"Are you Lena Ian gray? I heard pasiwar mention you."

Although his voice was old, it was full of air. Even at a certain distance, Lena could hear it clearly.

"Good afternoon, vice president Bordeaux."

After a simple greeting, Lena explained his intention.

"I'm here to disturb you because I recently read a paper written by a graduate of this school. Some of the ideas inspired me so much that I wanted to find the source of inspiration mentioned in the paper, but I found that the paper had been destroyed for some reasons, and the original author of the paper was your student, the vice president."

"My students?"

The vice president of Bordeaux showed a little puzzled expression. I don't know if it's because he has too many students, or if he can't think of any student's thesis that can inspire Lena Ian gray, who breaks the tradition repeatedly.

"Well, yes, his name is Cyrus oldman. If the student status information is correct, he entered Astor Higher School of magic 12 years ago and left eight years ago. During that time, the tutor in charge of his graduation thesis was vice president you."

Laina said, but did not expect that the vice president of Bordeaux heard him, immediately opened his eyes, a face of disbelief.

"Cyrus... He?"

There was a moment's silence, and the vice president sighed.

"I didn't expect to hear his name mentioned after so many years."

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