When he got home, Tang Chuan let himself soak in the water, opened his eyes, and it was hazy. Like his present and future, nothing can be seen.

"Wow-" He emerged from the water, sat cross-legged in the bathtub, raised his hand, and looked at it in amazement. To be honest, Tang Chuan really had no clue who poisoned him.

First of all, although his parents have a small aristocratic title, they are very ordinary soldiers, and they died when he was very young, Tang Chuan is a single family, relying on state subsidies to live the most ordinary life, the family background is extremely simple, and there has never been any enemies. As for Tang Di's family, although the aunt is a little meaner on weekdays and always likes to stumble on him, she doesn't have the courage to do such a ruinous future.

And with the IQ of their family, they can basically say goodbye to poisoning, how can they make Tang Chuan unaware.

Tang Chuan even doubted the second student in the written exam, after all, some pretentious geniuses were prone to go to extremes. However, after his observation, the benevolent brother is a beautiful young man who can help the old grandmother cross the street, pick up a penny and hand it to the police uncle, and blush when he says a few words to the girl.

When he doubted him, Tang Chuan felt that he had been condemned by his conscience.

So, after thinking about it, I couldn't think of a reason, so I had to put it on hold for the time being.

Yesterday's senior sister's words were actually very reasonable, there was no need for him to hang himself from a tree again, Huajing was not only a military academy of the Royal Military Academy.

However, this is of no avail, as the registration deadlines for colleges and universities have long passed.

Tang Chuan wants to join the army, wants to drive a mecha, and wants to conquer the vast starry sky, this is his dream since he was a child, the so-called blood is hard to cool, so every time he looks at Helan in military uniform, he always has to look at it for a long time.

How nice, that's a dream that almost every boy dreams of.

Perhaps, it is better to follow the old path of the first life, go to the Macedonian workshop, and then enlist in the army as a senior mechanic in Guò, which will at least save him two years at the bottom.

Tang Chuan leaned back a little helplessly, slid down the wall of the bathtub, half of his head was exposed on the water and spit bubbles, reached out to grab the floating little yellow duck, and pinched, "Quack!" ”

The next day, Tang Chuan woke up under the urging of the baritone of the housekeeper Nanshan. "Ah, the plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning, young master, sleeping lazily is a shameful act of wasting life, you must know that the flowers and plants in this world are all in need of the sun's care......"

Tang Chuan covered his ears. "Our ancestors left the earth and finally found this starry sky with a second sun, what a touching and praiseworthy thing. The sages once told us that death is not terrible, but what is terrible is to live and yet to be dead......"

Tang Chuan covered his head with a quilt, and the whole person curled up like a boiled shrimp. "A true warrior, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the dripping blood, dare to face his broken hands, how many disabled ancestors have composed one song after another......" "Ahhhhh Tang Chuan sat up with a carp, and a shadowless foot kicked Master Nanshan from the side of the bed to the bathroom door, Lord Nanshan was lying there horizontally, and his feet on wheels rested on the door frame quite gracefully.

The elegant baritone full of vicissitudes of life continued to read: "One hymn to life after another. Master, it's time for you to have breakfast, today's breakfast is soy milk with fritters. ”

Tang Chuan sat on the bed and thought about life quietly for a while with dark blue dark circles, dead fish eyes, and bad messy hair. He was just reborn yesterday, and God didn't even give him a golden finger after being reborn, there was no bug! I have to get up so early the next day, and I am broken by my own machine, why?!

O hymn to life!

Tang Chuan's resentment seemed to be ignited by the anger of getting up, and the whole person exuded a thick black gas.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Master Nanshan at the door of the bathroom, and he was not angry, "Why are you still lying down?" ”

The baritone was very calm, "Young master, I seem to have flashed to my waist." ”

Outside the house, Tang Di rushed over, but was startled by a sudden scream from the second floor.

Cousin won't be crazy, right?

Tang Di couldn't help but shudder, he was already insane enough, if he was crazy again, what could he do? Does he bite? Oh, that's pathetic.

For Tang Di, his cousin is the most terrible person in the world, terrible, which means powerful.

But such a powerful person was unexpectedly defeated. So the majestic devil in Tang Di's heart was suddenly poked with a needle, and he ran away, and the devil deflated into a skin.

My cousin isn't anything powerful.

Tang Di thought like this, and was about to ring the doorbell, when an inquiry suddenly came from behind him, "Excuse me, is it Mr. Tang Chuan's home?" ”

Tang Di turned around, he was a courier, holding a thin paper bag in his hand. Tang Di immediately muttered in his heart, what did he buy, so thin, like a bag containing Wen Jiàn......

No, Wen jiàn, notice! "Ah, you're looking for my cousin, he's not at home now, he's going out for an early exercise, why don't I sign it for him?" Tang Di didn't think much about it, and blurted out the words of lying, but he didn't have Tang Chuandao as deep as he did, and his palms were sweating. "You are?" "I'm his cousin, you wait." Tang Di flipped out the photo of Tang Chuan in his personal terminal.

In terms of appearance, Tang Chuan and Tang Di are still a bit similar.

The courier didn't suspect him, and he hurried to the next place to deliver the goods, so he readily asked Tang Di to sign on his behalf. When he left, Tang Di breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly couldn't wait to take it apart and take a look. Recently, it is the day when major colleges and universities recruit new students, and such an express is most likely to be an admission letter.

But Tang Chuan obviously lost the election!

The ups and downs of the mood made Tang Di's hands tremble a little, and accidentally, the things in his hands fell to the ground. He hurriedly bent down to pick it up, and when he looked up, he saw a person standing faintly by the floor-to-ceiling window on the first floor.

The reason why it is faint is because the wall over there is crawling with creepers, and the green forest is dense, and the window is completely shrouded in darkness. And there are curtains next to the bed, which block half of the person.

The windows were ajar, the wind was blowing, the leaves rustled, and the mottled shadows of the trees danced on the glass. The off-white curtains were stirred by the wind, and they were violently raised, and the broken light shone on the man's face.

Black messy hair, a somewhat pale face, dark blue eyelids, and then, the bloodshot eyes of the boss, staring at him. "What the hell!" Tang Di made a note of a higher octave, perfectly frightened, threw the things in his hand, and ran away without looking back. "Huh." The ghost smiled, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window and walked out barefoot, picked up the thing that Tang Di had dropped on the ground and looked at it-Wisteria Military Academy, admission interview notice?

Wait, wisteria, interview? Did you have this plot in your last life?

Tang Chuan's brain froze slightly, and then it was running rapidly again. Today in his previous life, he remembered that he was also woken up by Master Nanshan, but he was probably really depressed, and he continued to sleep after being woken up, and slept until three poles in the morning. If this plot is an established plot, then the previous life is...... Missed this opportunity to fall from the sky because you slept too late?

Tang Chuan looked up at the sky - are you teasing me??

Tang Chuan was messy in the wind outside the house for five minutes, and finally accepted this painful fact, and returned to the house with his chest clutched. Reopened the notice, but he was a little puzzled, admission interview? I've never heard of students having to go through an interview to get in.

After thinking for a few seconds, Tang Chuan gave the most reasonable explanation - although the Royal Military Academy didn't want him, the Wisteria Academy, which has always been eclectic, liked his written test score and the completion of the tenth, but not everyone wanted it, Tang Chuan didn't want to vote for the Wisteria Military Academy before, so they needed to do an assessment in person.

The interview time is set for nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and for this sudden opportunity, Tang Chuan has to seize whatever he says. He knew that even if he was admitted to Wisteria, with his current hand speed, he might not be able to get into the mecha department of his choice, and the treatment of the handicapped hand could not be delayed.

Cilik was not there, and the antidote serum couldn't be obtained for a while, so Tang Chuan went to buy some medicine to relieve nerve paralysis, as well as two large cottage walnuts from antique stores, and put them in his hand to turn around and practice flexibility.

Turning the walnuts and returning home, Lord Nanshan opened the door to greet him, "Young master, I am very happy to see you regain your youthful vitality." "Master, oh flashed man, aren't you stuck on the bathroom door?" "Huh. Young master, the freckled young master called you just now. ”

Tang Chuan sat down on the sofa and dialed the video call, "Master, don't give people nicknames casually." "Hey comrade!" As soon as the phone was connected, a magnified face with a red nose and a few small freckles suddenly appeared on the projection screen on the wall.

Freckles' name is Charlie, Tang Chuan's classmate, best friend. Speaking of which, Charlie's life can be called cool, he originally had no father and no mother, so he became a heartless secondary school disease in the welfare home, but his biological father found him a year ago, Tang Chuan didn't see the bitter drama of dog blood staged, Charlie's classmate followed his father.

The reason is that Charlie's father is the leader of a famous cosmic pirate group, Charlie thinks it's cool, and he really wants to be the man who wants to be the pirate king. "Guess where I am now?" "You're on your ship." "Very smart! By the way, I have good news for you! Charlie was very excited, "My dad said that we are going to be a literate hooligan oh no, it's a pirate, so let me go back to Huajing to study, and from now on we will be classmates again!" "Dear Charlie, I'm sorry to tell you, from now on we will never be able to look at handsome guys and beauties in a trench again - I have been defeated from the Royal Military Academy."

Charlie was like a mournful woman for a while, and the freckles on his face seemed to be shaking and trembling and about to fall off, "No! I can't afford to lose you! I can't leave my comrades behind! I can't! ”

Tang Chuan was howled by him for a headache, so he hurriedly told him about the Wisteria Flower Military Academy, Charlie finally calmed down, but suddenly said very melancholy: "From now on, we will be opponents?" Oh, after all, I still can't escape the fate of loving and killing each other. ”

Tang Chuan held his forehead, how did he pronounce such a shameful line!

The two chatted for a long time, and the call ended with Charlie's father's angry call. Tang Chuan asked Charlie to help keep an eye on Sirik's whereabouts, and of course Charlie agreed, and comforted Tang Chuan and said: "The child of destiny always has to be tested, it doesn't matter, your right hand is only temporarily sealed by evil forces, I will definitely find the Great Magister of Sirik for you." You have to hold on, comrade-in-arms! ”

Tang Chuan remembered his last life, because he didn't go to military school, and then Charlie Freckles didn't go to school, probably because he was afraid of irritating him, saying that he had a huge family business to inherit anyway, and a pirate, would it be difficult to enter the army after getting a diploma?

Anyway, Tang Chuan touched his nose and disgusted him, he was very moved in his heart. Friend, what a good word, although this friend is a secondary disease.

Soon it was the next day.

Tang Chuan got up before Master Nanshan started to pierce his ears, got dressed and went out, only to find out that the Wisteria Military Academy was next door to the Royal Military Academy.

It's summer vacation at this time, and the admissions exams have ended yesterday, so the campuses on both sides are deserted, Tang Chuan thought it was good to have fewer people at first, so he took the notice and let the doorman go, and after walking in, he felt that something was wrong - the wisteria military academy was really full of wisteria trellises and various corridors! Each one looks so similar, how can you not get lost?!

The world was spinning for a while, and my heart was so tired......

Tang Chuan squatted on the side of the road, feeling that he would never love again.

After a while, he regained his strength, caught a student who was still studying at school during the summer vacation at the door of the library, and finally found an interview location.

At this time, he thought that the person he was about to meet was at most a school admissions office, at most a dean of students or something, and after a while he stared at the three words on the door number - the principal's office - and fell into deep thought.

This is the ...... Do you want the principal to come forward in person? Could it be that they found out that they really were some kind of children of destiny?

But once it comes, it is safe, Tang Chuan's life principle is that the boat is naturally straight to the bridge, and the beautiful man is naturally bent, the head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hairstyle cannot be messy.

On the shiny signboard of the principal's office, Tang Chuan cut his hair, knocked on the door twice, and came from inside the door - please come in -, he pushed the door in, handsome and polite. "Hello Headmaster." "Tang Chuan?" Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and meticulously combed gray hair, the elegant headmaster looked up from the pile of materials. "I am."