Chapter 150: The Silence of the Lambs
Saturday afternoon, Wisteria Military Academy.
It's half past four in the afternoon, and there is still a half-hour left before class ends. Fan Li stood in the principal's office, overlooking the huge campus with his hands behind his back, and the director of education stood behind him with a copy of the text, and said with some concern: "Principal, the documents of the Ministry of Education have come down, do you want to read ......?"
"What paperwork?" Fan Li looked back at him suspiciously, and spread his hands, "I haven't seen any documents at all, and I don't know that there is such a thing, you know?" β
The director of education understood it, but although the military academy had its particularities and the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Education was not very good, Fan Li directly ignored the order from above, which still made his palms sweat. At this time, the phone on the table suddenly rang, Fan Li turned around and pressed the button, and the secretary's sweet voice sounded, "Principal, the Royal Military Academy issued a training notice five minutes ago, and the training place is outside Huajing City. In addition, the Xicheng Military Academy announced a temporary additional test...... To sum up, a total of four military schools do not have a holiday this week. β
"Royal Military Academy...... Fan Li groaned, smiled again, and ordered: "Inform me to leave class ten minutes early today." β
The dean of education suddenly became two big, principal, what are you going to do?
At this time, the Royal Military Academy, as soon as the notice of the training camp arrived, all the students exploded.
"Why did you suddenly say that you want to train intensively? Isn't that the right time? β
"That's right! Tomorrow is the weekend, I protest! β
"Protest against what? It is in the nature of a soldier to obey orders! β
"Against the training camp, what are you going to do tomorrow weekend?"
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"Silence!" The teacher slammed the table with a straight face, "It's still in class, do you still have discipline?!" β
Immediately, a student stood up and said, "Teacher, tomorrow is the weekend, I have something to do, I apply for leave!" β
"Rejected! This is a military school, I don't want to participate in the training camp and ask for leave, what kind of military school do you still go to! The teacher refuted coldly, and a military regulation was thrown down, which immediately made everyone shut up.
This is not an ordinary school, this is a military school, and obedience to orders is the instinct of soldiers, and it is the most important one in front of all military regulations.
But the pressure was temporarily suppressed, and the atmosphere of the entire Royal Military Courtyard became very strange because of this. There was an undercurrent surging under the calm surface of the lake, and everyone seemed to be walking on the ice, not knowing when they would step on the thin ice, and then fall into the icy lake with a bang.
Fortunately, there were seven or eight minutes left before the end of class, and soon all the students would be sent outside Huajing City.
He Shan wore a white coat and walked vigorously on the tree-lined avenue of the campus. He had long expected that there might be a moth, but he didn't expect the military academy to make such a decision and send the students out of Huajing directly, thus cutting off all possibilities. They even made two preparations and sent most of the students away, leaving only the mecha manufacturing department where Arigasugi was.
Although the mecha manufacturing department belongs to the category of logistics, many times it does not participate in such collective activities, but it is not happy.
He Shan felt that the otaku had been an otaku for a long time, and he was always self-cultivation, and everyone felt that his brother was the only one in the He family.
It's not good, it's not good.
At the same time, on the streets of Huajing, the wave of universal trials that had been staged for several days was still raging. At first, people didn't pay much attention to it, but in fact, since the general election, there are always various groups or democrats running into the streets to make propaganda, give speeches, and even protest in front of the Shuangleng Building. Although the Ottoid Empire is an imperial state, it has always been not very strict about this kind of thing.
Therefore, when someone first proposed to hold a public trial, everyone was only surprised and did not cause an uproar. The parliament, the military department, and the twilight palace also did not give any response.
However, after a few days, everyone felt that something was wrong.
The wave of calls for a national court has not subsided at all, and more and more people are joining the ranks, and it is also on the Internet, and it is being talked about everywhere, and the posts on major forums and social networking sites have been deleted, deleted and posted, and people are constantly calling friends to go to the streets the next day to join the publicity.
Su Feng, Tang Chuan, this is the most mentioned name in the past two days.
Why has Su Feng's matter dragged on for fourteen years and has not been resolved until now? Why was Tang Chuan assassinated again, there are a lot of analysis posts and truth posts on the Internet, and the network management center has no time to ban it, and even in just a few days, the network has been paralyzed several times.
Then more and more people found an obvious fact in this wave after wave of endless chaos - whether it was Su Feng's matter or Tang Chuan's matter, or even the matter of the last million signatures, it was finally over.
Did anyone give them an account? No.
Su Feng is still on suspicion of treason, and Tang Chuan is still lying on the hospital bed, no matter how many of them speak out about it, it is useless. The council, which has been condemned many times, did not pay any price for it, and even, because of the marriage between Joey and Her Royal Highness the princess, the status of the parliament has been virtually improved.
The facts are shocking, and people's hearts are changing imperceptibly.
Disappointment, insecurity, depression, all kinds of emotions are like tenacious weeds, which are ruthlessly plucked out before going to bed tonight, and when I get up the next day and brush my teeth, I look in the mirror and find that it is useless.
Weeds are still there, and they're growing faster and faster.
It grows into a turquoise prairie, reaching your ankles, your knees, and one day over your head, and even thorny vines hidden in the weeds wrap around your feet and block your progress.
Walking forward, it is bloody.
But if you stand still, your blood will stop flowing, and you will eventually become a hard stone.
Looking up, I thought the weather was good yesterday, why did it suddenly become like this?
Is it all an illusion?
The wind blew through the weeds that littered the field, revealing rotting bones in the grass - who was that?
It seems to be a familiar name.
"The past cannot be forgotten! What right do we have to choose to forget?! Have you forgotten General Su Feng's military exploits? That's to protect the military exploits of all imperial talents, and forgetting is a betrayal! What happened in Saint-Suri, and why did the council choose to hide it, don't you want to know? If you hide it once, there will be a second and a third time, and what will happen next time? β
When people turned around, they saw a strange and familiar face, with an excited expression and a high-spirited tone, standing in the middle of the street garden with the largest flow of people, opening their hands and saying loudly, "One thing has dragged on for fourteen years!" How many people have paid with their lives in these 14 years? A whole Sufeng team of more than 30 lives, and in the end, even Lin Xuan, who escaped by luck, died, and the members of the parliament, to the current Tang Chuan, maybe more people will die in the future, do you know why? Because of your silence! The parliament is still the council, the civilians are still the civilians, but you are still silent! β
Soon someone recognized him, this man was Evans, a civilian councilor who had been popular for a while.
What he said was ugly.
But a hurricane blew in the field, and the weeds that were too long were cut off and filled the sky.
But suddenly, a shout from outside the crowd, "Hurry up!" Someone reported that a crowd was gathering here to make trouble, and they came to arrest people! β
There was a thunderstorm on the ground, and the crowd suddenly stirred.
Just like the royal military courtyard at this time, when they heard the sudden singing of the wisteria flowers next door, everyone paused.
It was a "Song of Freedom" that everyone in the army would sing, but today the cadets of Wisteria Flower sang it especially loudly. Many people sang while walking, walking at a cheerful pace, in an extremely coquettish position, detouring under the wall, like a young man singing a love song at the beginning of love, to the girls on the other side of the wall.
Then there was a burst of hearty laughter, free and bright.
But when the song fell into the ears of the students of the Royal Military Academy, it was a little harsh.
Isn't it a clear irony to pick "Song of Freedom" if it's not good to pick anything?!
Anyway, how did they know so quickly that we were going to a training camp?
"Flower rub." Charlie crossed his waist and stood at the base of the wall and raised his head to scold the sky, "How dare you tease this god? β
One, two, three, rap and sing.
Compare who sings louder.
As soon as Charlie returned his voice, Wisteria suddenly sang even more, and the boys were already loud, and they roared out in unison, and the sound was earth-shattering.
"We are free to run ahead ~ waving flags and moving forward with our heads held high~"
"Hey." Charlie doesn't believe in evil, isn't it just more soprano?
Pulling his throat open, "We're freeβ"
"Don't, don't! Please, stop singing! A male classmate behind him hurriedly covered Charlie's mouth, and his heart couldn't stand this high-pitched singing, and he was not in tune at all.
However, Charlie on the other side suddenly lost his voice, and suddenly coaxed loudly, "Why don't you sing?" Are you in a hurry to go to the training camp? Hurry up, run away, little of the Royal Military Academy! β
"Hahaha......"
Everyone was so angry that their teeth were itching.
In fact, at the beginning, there were only a small number of people who were secretly preparing to build momentum for the national court, and the time was very tight, and Luo Fei was in the Wisteria Military Academy, and he only gathered many people.
But after such a fuss, the scene suddenly couldn't be contained.
"Who do you call a little cub?!"
"Did I say cubs? I'm talking about cowards! You are deaf and don't hear! β
"Damn, you have the ability to come over and fight!"
"Aren't you going to a training camp, dear! Hurry up, go late, beware of the instructor spanking the ass~ Hahahahaha......"
Is it tolerable or unbearable, more and more people joined in the scolding war, and both sides of a wall were suddenly crowded with people. A piece of black and blue, what kind of training camp, I have long forgotten about it.
There are also many people who don't know much about things, and when they see that the wisteria flower next door is scolding, they don't need any reason to join the front line without saying a word - they just look at you unhappy. When I realized that the matter of the national court had been popularized by science, it was difficult to recover.
Wouldn't it be too cowardly to retreat at this time?
The coco queen stood under the big locust tree in front of the wall, her eyebrows slightly raised, and she was full of spirit, "It's all the bad seeds for me to flash aside!" On the other side, do you have a kind of saying it again? β
"How can you say it again?" Luo Fei lined up the crowd and stood in front, and the two queens choked in the air, "Aren't you going to sing?" Sing! Farewell to your comrades in the Royal Military Academy, and celebrate their happy training! β
At this moment, an instructor ran over and glared at Coco and the others menacingly, "What are you doing?" Stop me! β
Coco raised her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth were hooked on her pretty and lovely face, but her eyes were full of domineering, "What are you waiting for?" Being pointed at the nose and scolded the egg, are they really cowardly ostriches one by one?! β
When the instructor saw this aunt, he felt angina pectoris, and hurriedly reported it to the top, but what he didn't expect was that the top was also busy.
"Director, I think you need to give me an explanation, why did you only miss my manufacturing department in this training camp?" He Shan put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, his chin was slightly raised, and his eyes were full of coldness, and his momentum was compelling.
The dean pushed the small round-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and maintained the majesty of the teacher, "Student He Shan, this is the school's arrangement, please respect ......"
"Arrangement? What is the arrangement? Are you talking about this bullshit arrangement? He Shan stretched out his hand to prop himself on the table and leaned over, "Who allowed you to discriminate in school?" Is it the emperor's uncle? Or my dad? If it weren't for the Minister of Education? β
A handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and the dean was frightened.
He Shan has been at home for a long time, and he is always unkempt, so everyone always forgets that he actually has an outstanding face. Looking at his brother's appearance, no matter how genetically mutated he is, he can't be ugly.
But He Shan's Jun is different from Helan's, it is a slightly sharp, aggressive beauty, when he takes off his otaku mask, the He Ershao who was invincible to himself back then came back.
He dared to call the emperor an old man, and he dared to casually take out the military department and the minister of education to speak, because like his brother, he had a broken title as soon as he was born.
"Why don't you speak?" He Shan simply raised one leg and sat on the desk, throwing an orange in his hand, throwing it to his left hand and throwing it to his right hand, playing the whole game like the world, "I'll leave my words here today, if you don't give me an explanation, this training camp will be opened." β
The dean covered his little heart - why don't you just kill me!