Chapter 17: Spotlight
Swipe the ID on your left hand to open the dormitory door, then pass through the scanning and detection system at the door, and enter the dormitory smoothly after the identity is confirmed, and finally be able to return to the safety of this dormitory that is no different from the place where you have lived for five years, and soon stepped into the open and tidy communication hall on the first floor, with many matching tables and chairs. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Comfortable, upholstered armchairs surround small round tables. Based on the results of brain wave scans of all people in the communication hall, the largest proportion of "personal instant emotions" will be taken, and the walls and floors will be displayed with images or colors that can make the vast majority of people feel relaxed and comfortable, and they will greet everyone who opens the door and walks into the dormitory.
"Yo! Aoba, you're finally back! β
The moment the four of them stepped into the communication hall on the first floor of the crew dormitory, they either sat in the armchairs and turned around, or stood up and walked up to the crew members, after they opened their mouths to greet Aoba, the topic of opening was almost without exception - the ranking of hypothetical simulation training has been refreshed.
"Aoba, you said that if you open a trumpet, you will open a trumpet, and you will open a trumpet for training, and I don't know how to put a little water in it during training. You said that you re-brushed a score that is exactly the same as the trumpet, and then instantly let others see through who the holder of the trumpet is, so why is there any need to open a trumpet! You just want to cover up and cover your ears and steal the bell! β
"No, it's all said no." Aoba, who had already explained to many people on the way back to the dormitory, "That's not my trumpet, peace is her, it's her", is already feeling distrained and helpless for this conversation that has been repeated I don't know how many times.
"Ah, I'm so tired, I've never said so many things in an afternoon like I did today."
"Okay, everyone, about this matter, it's up to me, Edward, to give you a clear explanation!"
Edward, who is enthusiastic most of the time and is willing to use his infinite energy to devote himself to all kinds of things that he is willing to intervene in, after seeing his friend's tired face, sighing and then lowering his head to be lazy to speak, he took the initiative to walk in front of Aoba, raised his hand and clenched his fist to his lips, took out a pair of leaders who were about to speak, closed his eyes slightly and cleared his throat.
"Here's what happened: the only survivor that Aoba and I found this morning in the litter of the third spacecraft was a young and beautiful female pilot. And in the afternoon, she followed us to the Manipulator Body Management Center, and she quickly proved that she was fully capable of joining the Eagle Commando with her physical examination report and hypothetical simulation training results. β
"So now, let's welcome our new friend who has just joined the Eagle Commandos and will be living in this dormitory with us for the rest of the days to comeβPeace!"
Edward, who turned sideways as he spoke, stretched one arm to the position behind him, originally intended to introduce Ping An who was still standing in that position to everyone.
It's just a pity that when he looked at the position he was pointing at with everyone, he didn't like the lively peace, but he had already taken Dior with him, followed Yayan, who offered to help her check in, and walked to the electronic "dormitory manager" in the corner of the hall.
"Ah...... Huh? What about peace? Peace, where has she gone? After a slight pause, Edward, who withdrew his hand and turned his neck on tiptoe to look around, soon found the person he was looking for in a corner of the hall where there were no people.
"Ah, there she is." Stretching out his hand to Edward, who was standing in the corner where Ping An and Yayan were standing, he added a commentary: "It's her, the beautiful lady standing next to Yayan." The one who refreshed the ranking of imaginary simulation training this afternoon is her. β
Standing in front of the electronic "dormitory manager" like an ATM with Yayan, he didn't really need his help, but he felt that he was familiar with it when he first arrived, and it was really not good to refuse the help provided by others, and he was selecting various options on the touch screen step by step, and he didn't know that he had become the center of attention.
It wasn't until Edward, who stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, that he attracted some of her attention and turned back to peace, that he realized that almost the entire social hall was watching her.
"Ping, I said that you are too uninteresting, I was just about to introduce you to everyone, but you suddenly came here quietly. Tell us about yourself and say hello! β
In the communication hall on the first floor of the crew dormitory, Edward, who stepped forward and patted Ping An on the shoulder, was trying to get her familiar with everyone as soon as possible.
It's just that a few seconds ago, Ping An, who was still dealing with the electronic dormitory manager, didn't take back all the thoughts she put on the check-in process the moment she turned around to face so many people who were looking at her directly.
"After the check-in procedures are completed, I will ask the new crew members to be safe, and choose a dormitory room for themselves within the range of options."
While explaining in electronic voice, the electronic dormitory manager with the same house number in the dormitory is displayed on the display screen, except for the location, and all the facilities inside it are actually the same, waiting for Ping An to make a choice from all the rooms that are now vacant that it provides.
"Then ...... 804 Okay. Leaning sideways, facing the crowd of people watching her in the hall, she didn't even glance at the safety of the house number displayed on the display, but just reflexively and thoughtlessly reported the room number she was living in.
It's just that on this Hope, the room she chose already has an owner.
Hearing the "No. 804" choice made by Ping An, in the crowd of people looking at her in the communication hall, even if someone turned their heads to look at Aoba who was about to go upstairs, he immediately whistled, and greeted him loudly with a smile and teased him: "Yo, do you hear that, Aoba?" Our new comrade-in-arms is not only going to compete with you in the hypothetical simulation training ranking list as soon as he comes, but now he wants to come and grab your room! β
"Uh...... I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your room, I didn't look at the display just now, I just reported my previous house number. β