"Queue-!" The high-pitched command voice crossed the clear blue sky, and on the famous maple leaf avenue in the western district of Beijing, a neat long leg stepped forward, and the shiny military boots refracted the sunlight, stepping on it heavily, making a neat and powerful footsteps.

On the black military uniform, the silver eagle logo spreads its wings and soars. The cold-faced instructor gave an order, "Forward!" ”

Everyone stepped forward neatly, and in that step, there was the pride and glory of the Royal Military Academy.

The military uniform is straight, and the youth is in his prime.

A carved iron door separates the two worlds, and outside the door is the majestic procession of the Royal Military Academy, and inside the door is a welcoming procession of the Wisteria Military Academy.

"Welcome!" At the sound of an order, the gate of the military academy suddenly opened.

The wind rose on the flat ground, and a maple leaf slowly fell between the two teams.

The people of the Royal Military Academy stepped in, and the team of the Wisteria Military Academy split in the middle like a tide, and the people on both sides took a step back in an orderly manner, their legs shoulder-width apart, their hands clenched into fists behind their backs, their heads held high, and the young man's unruly gaze was hidden in the shadow cast by the military cap, staring at the visiting guests of the friendly school.

Eyes met in mid-air, stirring sparks.

Come on! The bastards next door!

Our goal is the sea of stars!

After a short welcome ceremony, everyone dispersed and moved freely. The significance of the Open Week is to deepen the cooperation and exchange between students, so we must play freely and openly.

"Classmate, how do you go to the mecha department?" A big man about 1.95 meters tall stopped a student, put one hand on his chest, and asked elegantly.

The student turned his head and saw the eagle school emblem on his chest, and a polite and decent smile automatically appeared on his face, "Hello, please come with me." ”

In fact, I slapped him gracefully thousands of times in my heart.

At the beginning, the atmosphere was always unusually harmonious, and in the instruction manual summarized by the seniors who had graduated, this stage was called the Extreme Costume Competition.

Charlie, as Queen Coco's number one loyal dog, followed the queen all the way, like a god descending to earth with radiance, and even the little freckles on his face seemed to bloom with divine brilliance. In contrast, Ma Fei next to him is still as ordinary as ever, and the pressure is great.

Originally, they were going to the mecha department to kick the gym, but halfway through, the coco queen suddenly changed her mind, "Let's go to the manufacturing department." ”

Professor Mordor of the Manufacturing Department is already gearing up.

The little bunnies of the last open week were so unawe-inspiring that even with him, the mentor, were disgraced, and this time they must get back a city. So Professor Mordor got up early in the morning to dress up, put on hairspray to do the styling, put on the three-piece dress at the bottom of the box, put on the bow tie, and touched the mustache, perfectly.

So much so that when Tang Chuan arrived at the mecha manufacturing department early in the morning, he was taken aback.

Everyone, please note that it is everyone, no matter how sloppy and unkempt the depth otaku usually are, they are all radiant and dog-like today, and if it weren't for the fact that they were still wearing the iconic white coat, Tang Chuan would almost think that this was a group performance invited somewhere.

Tang Chuan looked at them in surprise, and they also looked at Tang Chuan in surprise.

Damn, obviously he has already dressed up, Tang Chuan is still normal, but why is Tang Chuan still so handsome than them?!

Heaven is intolerable!

"The Great Kill Bill once said that opportunities are only reserved for the handsome!" A classmate who combed his hair shiny with one hand and spoke boldly and shockingly.

Tang Chuan walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Classmate, if we are science majors, don't learn from other liberal arts students to quote scriptures." ”

Kill Bill who is it, dear.

"Watch out for someone!" At this time, Tian Luo ran in from the outside in a hurry, and none of them, the first-graders, went to participate in the welcome, so they could only honestly wait for the other party to come to the door.

Someone immediately opened his voice and shouted, "All on alert!" ”

Tang Chuan was sighing when the otaku had this unanimous external cohesion, and his back was suddenly pushed by someone, "Open the door, go to Tang Chuan!" ”

Ouch I'll go! What does it mean to go to Karagawa?!

Tang Chuan took a stride to stabilize his body, and was about to turn back to settle accounts with them, when he caught a glimpse of the menacing kicking team in front of him. Tang Chuan squinted his eyes slightly, and then his waist didn't hurt anymore and he didn't breathe, he stood up straight, straightened his military hat, elegantly patted the dust on his body, and greeted the warm spring light, revealing a handsome and handsome smile.

One hand stretched out, "Welcome to the Mecha Manufacturing Department, please come in." ”

The people of the Royal Military Academy looked at him, the first of them was a model with delicate facial features, and his chestnut hair was stuck behind his ears, and he laughed and made people dizzy.

The snail in the back tightly grabbed the arm of the person next to him, "Strong and strong meet, it's beautiful now!" ”

Compared with the strong but sunny atmosphere of the Wisteria Military Academy, the Shuangleng Mansion here is a little tense. After months of fighting, the stalwarts led by Abraham finally had to engage in a bayonet battle with the Conservatives.

The media who were allowed to attend the scene waited here early in the morning, the cordon was raised high, and the entire double-edged building was defended in three layers and three layers outside, and even a fly flew in today, I am afraid that it would be killed on the spot.

Dean Abraham arrived at the Twin Ridge Mansion early in the morning, and when he came, he happened to meet the neutral Qin Wuyan. Qin Wuyan is the son of the old speaker Qin Zheng, that is, Qin Hai's Uncle Qin, who has a upright face and has never had a good face towards Dean. Qin Wuyan has a cold face, but Dean is elegant and gentle, and he is exquisite, the mature charm given by the years can be in every fine line in the corner of his eyes, even Qin Wuyan has to admit that Dean has his indelible personality charm, and because of this, Abraham's faction can be full of vitality in his hands.

However, after all, the Dao differences did not conspire with each other, Qin Wuyan snorted coldly, ignoring Dean's outstretched hand, and walked in.

Dean was not embarrassed, turned around and waved to the media and colleagues, and walked in with his cane.

Subsequently, the members of the council arrived one after another.

Joey, who is also outstanding in appearance and identity, is still the focus of everyone, while Christophe, who has just experienced an assassination and a scandal some time ago, is belated.

The police investigation ultimately failed to deal with Christopher, and although Christopher's public support rate has declined, the new energy bill is a new bill for the benefit of society after all, and many people feel that Fenghua Industry is a victim of the changes of the times, and Christopher cannot be blamed.

However, Christopher was still under a lot of pressure, mostly from within the council, and at least Dean questioned his ability to do things - he was stupid enough to be unable to deal with the aftermath effectively, and to be threatened with a gun in full view. For this reason, Dean directly forbade Christopher to contact Tang Chuan again, lest he make any more moths.

Probably only God knows how bad Christopher has been lately.

As soon as he appeared at the door of the Double-Ridged Mansion at this moment, all the cameras were automatically aimed at him. Christopher cheered up and walked towards the door with a smile on his face.

However, just as he stepped on the front steps, a noisy shout suddenly came from outside the cordon, and Christophe turned around and vaguely heard someone shouting, "...... It's not fair! Why does one of our votes only play a third of the effect, where does parliamentary democracy go?! I protest! ”

Outside the cordon, there was a crowd of people, and those who had gathered from nowhere were blocked out, holding flags and banners in their hands, waving desperately. As we all know, although the Ottoid Empire has a parliament, it is still a hierarchical imperial society in the final analysis, and neither the military department nor the parliament has the ability to get rid of the rule of the twilight palace. Everyone knows that the so-called democracy and freedom of the parliament are nothing more than a gorgeous robe on the body of the emperor's majesty, and a goblet held in the hands of the aristocratic class.

For a single parliamentary election, one vote of ordinary noble councillors is equivalent to three votes of ordinary people, and the parliament has various complex regulations to infinitely increase the voting rights of nobles.

The people are always ignorant.

In the past 100 years, they have not even discovered that none of the 12 speakers of the Supreme Council are of civilian origin.

Today, too, no matter how big the wave is, it will eventually be extinguished, and nothing can shake the foundation of the empire. Christopher sneered, a scornful look in his eyes, and turned away to look at it again.

No matter how loud the noise is behind you, so what?

However, before he could take a few steps, something suddenly hit him on the back, and the force was so great that he stumbled.

"Who?!" Christopher looked back with annoyance in his eyes.

No one answered.

An apple dripped at his feet, and the media watched in amazement, with high-pitched boos coming from outside the cordon.

No one answered, no one pleaded guilty, the bell on the double-edged building rang, and the parliamentary election began with Christopher's stumble.

"Bell! This round of free debate is over, please be quiet! The senior from the mecha manufacturing department of the Wisteria Flower Military Academy stood on the podium and maintained order, "The students from the Royal Military Academy are invited to the stage. ”

The debate was quiet, and a girl wearing a royal military academy uniform got up from her seat, and walked up to the podium with her head held high, her ponytail flicked, and her graceful figure made the otaku almost wiped out.

Tang Chuan rolled his eyes elegantly in his heart - at this time, he still had to rely on like him to support the scene.

The audience fell silent, and no one bothered again.

The Open Week is a student exchange activity, so there will be no teachers during the week, and it is all up to the students to play freely. The mecha department and the command department are more practical than theoretical, and they are directly on it, while the mecha manufacturing department is a purely theoretical attack, where the two sides put on a posture, take turns to show their research results, and then have a free debate.

Therefore, the Open Week has also been called the Speculative Week within the Department of Manufacturing, where the students of the two schools collide with each other with the same flexible thinking, which can stir up the most brilliant sparks, and sometimes even more effective than you have been working behind closed doors for more than half a year.

At this moment, a flower in the Royal Military Academy stood in the wind, talking eloquently, and the women did not let the eyebrows go, winning a round of applause from the audience.

Then the otaku of the Wisteria Military Academy stood up excitedly and stared at the girl with burning eyes, "You just said it very well, but I think there is a problem in the third paragraph of the inference you said, how can this place be deduced like this?" This is not right! ”

The classmates next to him stood up one after another, "Yes, you can't ...... like this here."

Tang Chuan was caught in the middle of the crowd, silently thinking - you deserve to be single.

The girl smiled slightly, fighting alone in all directions, and Tang Chuan couldn't help but be impressed by her. But the otaku are too cruel, they don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and they press every step of the way, forcing the girls to sweat on their foreheads.

Tang Chuan shook his head, and at this time, he actually heard the person behind him say-

"Hey, you said we had to be so knowledgeable, so good! Will she have a crush on me? ”

"But I think what you just said is a little bit wrong, if you mention this constant here again, and correct it a little, I think the effect will be better......"

Tang Chuan can't listen to it anymore, you all go to the house, Buddhism needs you.

The two sides continued to debate, and a large number of special nouns burst out of their mouths, and the students of other departments who came to watch could hear hundreds of ducks barking in their ears.

At this moment, the beautiful man from the Royal Military Academy suddenly stood up and walked towards the podium.

Tang Chuan stared at him all the way, and his intuition showed that this person must have a few brushes.

I saw him walk to the podium, gently hold the girl's hand, take out a white handkerchief to wipe her sweat, and seemed to whisper something, and then the heroic girl had a blush on her face, nodded obediently, and walked off the stage.

The people in Wisteria were stunned, and the people from the Royal Military Academy on the opposite side said: "They are a couple, didn't expect it?" ”

The hearts of the otaku suddenly shattered into glass shards, and they looked back at the man on the podium, their eyes glowing green.

In the other party's popular science, Tang Chuan learned that this man's name was Fu Yanqing, a sophomore student in the mecha manufacturing department of the Royal Military Academy, and his parents were both famous scientists in the Oss Empire, and he had won many awards at a young age.

Tang Chuan suddenly remembered that he had seen this person in his previous life, in the "Manufacturer Guide". At that time, Fu Yanqing published a paper with great repercussions, and almost everyone in the Macedonian workshop had a copy.

But this is not the reason why Tang Chuan remembers him, the real reason is that Kevin, the number one manufacturer in the Macedonian workshop at that time, was originally Tang Chuan's fanatical suitor, although Tang Chuan only regarded him as a colleague and did not intend to accept him, but after this Kevin read Fu Yanqing's paper, within a few days, he became Fu Yanqing's brainless fan.

As a result, in those days, someone patted Tang Chuan on the shoulder every day and said to him - there is no grass at the end of the world, don't be sad, Tang Xiaochuan, you will meet someone who loves you more.

Day.

Tang Chuan is very depressed, this depression will not pass with time, and every time he thinks about it, he is still very depressed.

And today, Fu Yanqing also brought his girlfriend mixed doubles to bully his boyfriend's absence.