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As soon as she arrived at the training center, Ying Zheng noticed a strong sense of gaze, she glanced casually for a while, and finally frowned slightly at a long figure upstairs.

It's not that no one has looked at her in the past two days, and Tutor Zhuli is also one of them, mostly with an inquisitive meaning, although it is a little uncomfortable, but this feeling Yingzheng has been used to many years ago.

But Xiao Ye Lu's gaze was different, and he suddenly ...... It's like a different person.

I once watched Lu Xiaoye conduct a mecha match, and her performance on the field was beyond her expectations, but it was far less strange than now.

Ying Zheng deliberately ignored this sense of gaze and followed the team into the training room.

It didn't take long for that feeling to fade away.

The military training went smoothly, and when Ying Zheng opened her locker again, she quickly took a step back under her feet, and a large number of electronic boards fell out with a bang, more than yesterday.

Ying Zheng: ......

She felt that she needed to inquire about the conventions of the Third Military Academy, was it that freshmen like her were treated like this?

Ying Zheng already had experience this time, so he picked out all the love letters with a cold face and threw them away, leaving the challenge books behind.

After looking at the signature, it seems that it is not the same batch as last time.

I don't know if I can collect all the grades if I go on like this?

It looks like this...... It's also quite interesting......

Ying Zheng's speed was much faster than yesterday, and at the end of the last item, Ying Zheng put back the colored ball he got, and Instructor Fu stopped her: "It's only three o'clock in interstellar time, have you finished everything, show me the record." ”

The clock inlaid on the wall is pointing to three o'clock in interstellar time, and yesterday Yingzheng only finished the last training result at nine o'clock in interstellar time, and today she has mentioned six interstellar hours, you must know that she only spent a total of four interstellar hours today.

Ying Zheng took off the light brain on his wrist and showed it to Instructor Fu.

Instructor Fu is tall and thin-skinned, but just like his surname, he is the deputy instructor of their team, but when the full instructor is not in place, he has absolute authority over the new students of their team.

With a slight flip of his fingers, Instructor Fu raised his eyes and glanced at Ying Zheng meaninglessly: "You can ......only walk after completing more than 100 random training items every day."

"Report to the instructor, I've done it all. Ying Zheng's eyes were shining, and he spoke slightly puzzled.

"See for yourself. Instructor Fu gave her back the light brain, "Completed item 45, unfinished item 75." ”

"Impossible!" Ying Zheng was sure that he had completed one hundred and twenty training sessions today, and it was impossible for him to be so far behind.

Instructor Fu sank his face: "I only believe in the punch-in record of the optical brain here!!Go and finish the remaining seventy or so unfinished items, and then tell me that you have completed them all!"

The deafening sound attracted the attention of everyone around, it was only three o'clock in interstellar time, and none of the freshmen of the mecha department had completed all of today's projects, and at this moment, the freshmen who had just finished the previous round of projects looked over and started talking about it again.

"No, I remember that person handed in the task with me yesterday, how could it be so fast today?!"

"Didn't you hear what Instructor Fu said, this person just wanted to be lazy, so he pretended that he had completed all the training, but he didn't expect to be exposed. ”

"I've heard that every year's pacesetters are selected from among those who perform well, and many times they are judged by the number of hours of training per day.

"Hmph, what kind of pacesetter does such a person want to be? It's been three o'clock, and I've only completed forty-five trainings, so let's go back to drink milk as soon as possible......

Instructor Fu had obviously heard the discussions of the people around him, and the corners of his mouth were also hooked with a trace of disdain.

"Did you hear that? Why don't you hurry up?" a dark light flashed in Instructor Fu's eyes, "Do you want to accept the demerit punishment the next day?"

When Ying Zheng handed the light brain to Instructor Fu, the one hundred and twenty punch-in records on it were still there, but now most of them were gray, and he wanted to know who moved the hands and feet on the light brain.