As a result of the waves on the rooftop, Yuan Datou closed the entire dormitory building in a fit of rage, and Helan was trapped, so Tang Chuan had to invite him to spend the night on his small bed that could only lie on one person.

Helan was certainly willing.

But the other three roommates of 419 patted Tang Chuan's shoulder one by one when they went to the toilet.

Qin Hai: "Young man, pay attention to moderation. ”

Luo Mingguang: "Care for roommates. ”

Zhang Chaosheng: "Everyone is responsible. ”

Tang Chuan: Believe it or not, I'll give you a toilet brush?

But when he was sleeping, it was really uncomfortable, two tall and long-legged men were crammed into a small space, and Tang Chuan was almost completely nested in Helan's arms, so as not to let himself fall out.

The next day, when he woke up, his cheeks were red from the heat, and his back hurt from the stiff sleeping position of the night, and as soon as he looked up, everyone looked at him a little wrong.

Tang Chuan suddenly realized, he only had one thing to give them about this - it's all your fault, I'm becoming more and more impure.

In fact, everyone looked at him a little differently today, and this difference lasted for many days, until everyone slowly accepted the fact that Tang Chuan was not only handsome and smart, but also built mecha and had a fast hand speed, that Tang Chuan's surroundings calmed down.

But even so, a lot has changed in his life.

For example, his popularity is getting better and better, and the few who don't want to see him, according to Tang Chuan's words, are definitely envy, jealousy and hatred. What the? You don't like me? You're a strange person, why don't you reflect on yourself?

Another example is that the teachers in the mecha department began to really treat him as their own students, rather than a dispensable auditor.

The only one who was dissatisfied was Professor Mordor, he didn't expect Tang Chuan to really be able to counterattack, and in this situation, he was bound to use two things. There wasn't enough time to study the mecha, and Professor Mordor was worried that Tang Chuan would end up at a half-baked level.

In this regard, Tang Chuan has no way to guarantee anything.

He likes to study mecha very much, this is his greatest hobby, even if he has come to the mecha manufacturing department, then he will not give up halfway.

But becoming a mechwarrior was his ideal, and he couldn't give it up either.

Many teachers began to worry about Tang Chuan's problem, and some even called the principal's office, hoping to find a solution. Because even Helan's younger brother He Shirt gave up the mecha department because of the mecha manufacturing department, which is not like Helan's elective command department and mecha department, both of which belong to the front-line combat arms, and the problem is not very big.

But Fan Li can't help it, it's useless for someone like Tang Chuan to force him to make a choice, and Fan Li doesn't know how to make him make a choice, mecha or mecha manufacturing? It seems a bit of a pity to give up either one.

He really didn't expect that one day he would be troubled by the fact that his students were too good.

In the end, Professor Mordor gave Tang Chuan an ultimatum - by the end of this semester, if Tang Chuan couldn't hand in an excellent answer sheet because he spent too much energy on mecha training, then he would ask the principal to take the initiative to transfer Tang Chuan to the mecha department.

For Professor Mordor, he would not force Tang Chuan to learn mecha manufacturing, but since he wants to learn, he must be excellent, and it is not enough to be qualified. He hopes to be able to train the top mecha makers, if Tang Chuan can't do it, then simply don't waste this time, turn to learn mecha, maybe he can also become a trump card.

Although this requirement is almost harsh, it has been unanimously approved by the teachers, because it is the best for Tang Chuan's future. Tian Luo and the others immediately expressed deep sympathy for Tang Chuan, but Tang Chuan was stimulated to fight.

Just because someone else can't do it both doesn't mean he can't. Until the last minute, who can say that they will fail?

Military school life, every moment is wind-up.

And in such a busy, going to the drama club to rehearse this kind of thing can only be regarded as a busy leisure.

Because of the performance next month, although Tang Chuan is not the leading actor, he still tries to find some time to rehearse every day. It is said that this time Luo Fei also brought the school symphony orchestra to make the performance into a musical model. As soon as this decision was announced, there was no one happier than Mint and Bo Yan, who almost immediately took off their costumes and threw themselves into the arms of the symphony orchestra.

The conductor who came over □□ the symphony happened to be Qin Hai, and Luo Mingguang was the trumpeter, and he also came over. So in the 419 dormitory, except for Zhang Chaosheng, who didn't participate in any club because he was too lazy, he unexpectedly gathered in the drama club.

However, Zhang Chaosheng did not escape from the clutches of the devil in the end.

Because Mint is very dissatisfied with him being so leisurely, as long as he has the opportunity, he will definitely run to arrest someone and let him come to the drama club to do chores. Zhang Chaosheng was either in a fugue or sleeping, so that in the end, he automatically generated a "mint radar", as long as mint appeared within his 50-meter range, he instantly woke up from his slumber and ran away.

Don't look at Zhang Chaosheng's lazy appearance, he still runs very fast.

So on this day, Tang Chuan saw that Bo Yan was another person, so he asked, "What about your brother?" It's a bit of a long time today. ”

Bo Yan suddenly smiled mysteriously, beckoned Tang Chuan to get closer, and then opened his terminal and popped up a light screen to show him, "Hehe, I just put an automatic locator on him, you see, he runs fast!" ”

Tang Chuan's eyes widened curiously, and he saw that the light screen was a map of the school, and a blue dot was rapidly moving around the map, and in the blink of an eye, he had already run a long way.

"This kite is a little longer." Qin Hai leaned over and commented.

"yes." Tang Chuan nodded, "The whole school has been bypassed." ”

So when Mint and Zhang Chaosheng, who was full of reluctance, finally arrived at the drama club, Qin Hai stood on the stage and looked at them condescendingly, a light flashed on his gold-rimmed glasses, "Roommate, according to my calculations, the effort it took you to be chased all over the school is 3.5 times that of your chores." ”

Zhang Chaosheng turned his head to look at Mint, "So what kind of grudge do I have with you?" ”

Mint wiped the sweat from her forehead and turned to give him the broom, "Your misfortune is my joy, thank you." ”

Zhang Chaosheng: =_=

Sue me if you are sick?

At this time, Tang Chuan on the stage happened to point forward with a cane, wearing a tuxedo and a gentleman's top hat, looking solemnly in Zhang Chaosheng's direction, "Come on, drag this fool down and send him to the Inquisition!" ”

Zhang Chaosheng: ""

In fact, when he came to this place where demons and monsters gathered, Zhang Chaosheng still refused.

After about half an hour of rehearsal, Tang Chuan stepped down to breathe a sigh of relief. I was about to drink water, but I found that the handyman in charge of delivering water was gone, and I thought he was lazy and ran away again, but a girl showed him the way and said that he went to the second floor.

Second floor? Is that showroom?

Tang Chuan immediately ran up to look for him, pushed the door in, and saw Zhang Chaosheng standing in front of the wall full of photos, looking up at one of them, silent. Tang Chuan walked over, only to find that it was the one with General Su Feng.

Seeing General Su Feng, Tang Chuan suddenly thought of Xie Ning again, and he didn't know how he was doing now.

"Look so focused?" Tang Chuan looked at Zhang Chaosheng curiously, it was rare to see him so serious.

Zhang Chaosheng turned around, but he still had a dead fish eye, "There is my idol here." ”

"Let me guess it's General Su Feng?"

Zhang Chaosheng nodded slightly, "Sort of, but I find that I still don't like him a little bit." ”

Tang Chuan was stunned, "I don't like it very much?" ”

"Hmm." Zhang Chaosheng replied, "I admire, but I don't like it very much." ”

It's a strange answer, but Zhang Chaosheng's preferences have always been strange and have never been normal. Tang Chuan asked him again, but he didn't answer, just a few words over and over, Tang Chuan shrugged, and finally gave up normal communication with this abnormal human being.

At this moment, his peripheral eyes swept through another door in the showroom - the last time Via came out of it, he was curious, wondering if there was anything still in it.

The door didn't seem to be locked, so Tang Chuan walked over, and was about to push it open to take a look, but Luo Fei shouted downstairs, "Tang Xiaochuan, you're a person!" Rehearsed! ”

"Here we go!" Tang Chuan replied, but he couldn't let go of his curiosity after all, so he gently pushed the door open.

The door opened, and there was a pile of miscellaneous items inside, the blue curtains were drawn, and the light was dim - it was a very ordinary storage room.

Tang Chuan pursed his lips and heard Luo Fei shouting downstairs again, so he took the door and trotted all the way down. Zhang Chaosheng followed slowly behind, but when he went out, he glanced back at the door before turning around and leaving.

And the photo of General Su Feng in the showroom suddenly inspired Tang Chuan, there are too many doubts about the matter in the Mussol Forbidden Zone, so that General Su Feng is also shrouded in a layer of fog, and the best way to understand a person is to understand his life.

That night, Tang Chuan went directly back to Helan's dormitory, and asked 007 to help him search on the Internet. Although most of the information on the Internet is lackluster, the network Tang Chuan is talking about is the intranet of the school. The protection level of the intranet in the military academy is very high, and unless it is a top master, ordinary people can't get in, so the information here can't be found on the public star network.

And since General Su Feng is a student of the Wisteria Military Academy, he must have left traces here.

Helan also thought this method was good, and 007, who got the instructions, quickly gave an answer. All the information that mentioned Su Feng was compiled into a folder, including his student status at the time, his dormitory number, roommates, and some gossip on the school forum.

Tang Chuan flipped through intently, but found nothing worth analyzing. First of all, General Su Feng had excellent grades when he was in school, and with his appearance, he must also be a popular figure, and there is a lot of gossip about him on the forum, but there is no reference value. One of the posts mentioned his partner Lin Xuan, the landlord is a CP party with Lalang, and it is said that Su Feng and Lin Xuan met in the drama club

Well? Drama club again?

Tang Chuan was sighing if the drama club was too crouching, Hidden Dragon, and 007 suddenly interjected, "Master, I found something unusual." Some of General Su Feng's information has been deleted, and I can't fix it for the time being. Moreover, someone has recently searched for him on the school's Internet, just like me. ”

Hearing this, Helan's brows suddenly frowned, 007 is the highest level of artificial intelligence in the empire, although it is said that it was handed over to him as a real version, but this still can't shake its strength. How was the text that couldn't even be repaired for the time being deleted? And this latter sentence is also problematic.

Tang Chuan couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean?" ”

007's voice was unusually stern, "I tracked down the breath of the same kind. ”