Chapter 20 Entrance Tests (4)
"What did you say?" Yan Xuanping was extremely suspicious that his hearing was abnormal.
The little girl in front of her, with a slender figure, long hair and an elegant temperament, actually told sรน that what she wanted to study most was the mecha department?!
Lin Cha nodded cautiously, with a sincere expression: "My only dream is to become a mecha master and be admitted to the First Military Academy!" โ
Watching this weak girl spit out sonorous sentences categorically, Yan Xuanping's blood seemed to be boiling with the unrealistic dream of the girl in front of her! Looking at the girl's childish face full of longing, this famous literary master in the universe lost his mind for a while. What a familiar expression......
"I'm going to the First Military Academy! I want to be the first female general of the Empire! โ
When she was a girl, she was also so confident when she first entered the school, and this little girl's dream was so similar to that of her when she was young.
It's just that Yan Xuan softened the expression on her face, remembering her when she was young, she smiled and shook her head, her physical strength and mental strength couldn't even touch the edge of the mecha department, and finally she cried and entered the literature department, and then ...... Extremely unwilling, she fell in love with literature from then on.
"Lin tea." Yan Xuanping's tone softly soothed the girl with a somewhat apprehensive expression, "Do you know what the secondary docking system is?" Do you know the basic structure of a mech? Do you know the difference between F-Rank and A-Rank mechs? If you were given N mech parts, would you be able to assemble a usable mecha completely? โ
Her voice grew faster and faster, but her voice remained so calm: "You only answered two questions on the test paper, and neither of these questions belong to the mecha. If you really love mechs so much that you regard mechists as your only goal, then why haven't you even answered such basic questions? โ
Yan Xuanping didn't mean to let Lin Cha answer, but just looked directly at her stagnant face with deep meaning, and her tone was relaxed: "I'll come up with a question now, and you can make a small poem with the spring breeze as the content." If you make it, I can give you a chance to try it three times. Well, how? โ
Looking at the encouraging eyes of the female teacher in front of her, thinking about the meaning of her words in her mind, Lin Cha instantly blurted out: "Jasper is made up of a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down." I don't know who cut out the thin leaves? The spring breeze in February is like scissors. โ
It's actually an ancient style poem?!
Yan Xuanping was shocked, and increased the little girl's score a lot in her heart, and after Lin Cha's four poems were read, her eyes were full of joy and imperative for the little girl: "Very good." I'm going to bring the Mecha Instructor right now! โ
This female teacher, who is nearly sixty years old, blew out of Lin Cha's single room like a whirlwind, and the strength and speed of her explosion made Lin Girl, who had always been weak-hearted, smack her tongue a little. Lin Cha silently wiped a handful of sweat on his smooth forehead, stared at the door, and faintly looked forward to it in his heart-Mentor of the mecha department, come quickly! On such an occasion, it is really tiring to show the things of the ancestors as your own skills to others!
Duanmu Zefan, who had been standing quietly on the side, lightly buckled Lin Cha's desktop with his knuckles, and smiled very kindly: "Classmate Lin, can I call your name directly?" โ
Lin Cha: "......"
When Yan Xuanping dragged a bald man in, what she saw at a glance was Duanmu Zefan with his back to her and Lin Cha chatting happily, and the eyes of the literary tutor with a very good temper immediately burst into flames - this young man didn't want to secretly pry away her disciple!
Bert Barriman, a confused mecha teacher, saw his friend and touched his shiny and round head with a smile: "Ha, Zefan, you are also there~"
Duanmu Zefan naturally ended the conversation with Lin Cha, stood up and greeted Bert Barriman gracefully, and glanced at Yan Xuanping proudly before stepping away - it was just a fifteen-minute gap, and his light brain had already stored three works written by Lin Cha himself. Whether it is the "Lanting Collection Preface" in italics, the "Will Enter the Wine" in Xingshu, or the "Heart Sutra" in Liti, it makes him overjoyed! Lin Cha, this little girl is definitely a treasure!
Duanmu Zefan grinned very badly while copying Lin Xiaocha's handwriting with a light screen, and he happily decided that he must have more contact with the little girl in the future to cultivate his feelings, and strive to get more calligraphy works next time. As for Tutor Yan Xuanping, who was about to erupt fire from his eyes, Duanmu Zefan left her behind with disapproval, maybe he wanted the bamboo basket to fetch water.
As he expected, the atmosphere between Lin Cha, Bert Barriman and Yan Xuanping was very solemn, or rather, Yan Xuanping was the only one staring at Bert Barriman's big bald head with a cold face, which was very obvious to show her displeasure. The rough-tipped bald Bert didn't notice Yan Xuanping's dark face at all, and after leading Lin Cha to complete a complete set of offline basic exercises, he patted Lin Cha's shoulder very happily: "Good girl!" The physical strength is good, enough to enter the mecha class! You come with me to test your mental power, come here! โ
Bert Barriman, who didn't know that he was actually sent by Yan Xuanping to fight Lin Cha, said goodbye to Yan Xuanping innocently: "Teacher Yan, I took Lin Cha to the test~ That, thank you!" "Thank you for helping me find a student!
Lin Cha, who was closely following Bert Barriman, also hurriedly handed Yan Xuanping an apologetic look, and swept past her with the agility of a fawn.
Yan Xuanping stood in the empty room for a long time, and finally rubbed her temples and laughed bitterly.
She originally thought that Lin Cha would never be able to enter the mecha class, and she brought Bert Barriman just to let Lin Cha see the reality clearly and give up her illusory dream of becoming a mecha master, but she didn't expect it...... This little girl, who looked thinner than her back then, and whose arms and legs were so thin that they seemed to be broken at the slightest pinch of her had such good physical fitness, she could really be favored by Bert Barriman!
Such a good literary seedling~
Why do you dream of being a mecha?
Why do you have the qualifications to become a mecha master?
Yan Xuanping tugged at the placket of her clothes in pain, the more she thought about it, the more sad she became, the more angry she became, so she simply went offline-
By the time Lin Cha finally finished the exam and went offline from the campus network, the other 26 people in room No. 34 had already finished their exams and left here, leaving only Pikachu still here.
Seeing that cabin 27 was finally opened, the bored little guy's eyes lit up, and he rushed into Lin Cha's arms: "Master~"
Lin Cha skillfully held the little guy with one hand and smoothed it with the other.
"Master, you're so slow~" Pikachu complained slightly, and the next sentence became happy again, "Has the master entered the mecha class?" โ
Lin Cha nodded: "The notice should have been sent to my light brain." โ
"Huh? Is that so? Pikachu hurriedly took out Lin Cha's light brain and handed it to her, blinking his eyes: "Master, take a look!" โ
With the light brain on his wrist, Lin Cha clicked on the light screen, and was a little surprised to find that there was not just one new message, but several.
The first is undoubtedly from Barrett College's admission notice, and the rest are ...... Lin Cha slid the scroll bar, a little surprisedโit was all from the Pleiades shop's buying and selling information. After browsing the information one by one, Lin Cha couldn't help laughing.
Her rice cakes are sold!
Not only sold, but also sold quite well, just this morning Pleiades shop received more than 20 orders, income of more than 10,000 credits!
Lin Cha quickly clicked on the web page of the Pleiades shop on the light network, and more than 20 reviews under the rice cake were all five-star praise without exception, and even one account placed three orders in a row, and the number of purchases went from 5 to 30 for the first tentative purchase and then to 50 for the third time.
"It really smells of love. After eating the cake, I feel that the loss of love is not so uncomfortable, thank you Pleiades Shop. โ
This line of sincere messages made Lin Xiaocha, who was open-mouthed, feel a little guilty, and she secretly made a decision in her heart - if this account still comes to the Pleiades shop to consume, she will give him a few more cakes~โฎ(โฏ_โฐ)โญ
Lin Cha, who was in a good mood, hugged Pikachu and giggled through the Barrett Academy, which had fallen silent, and the midsummer noon sun caged the beautiful girl and cute pets in it, and the natural and light halo set off the girl's slender figure a little more beautiful than before.
At this time, two malicious eyes shot straight at Lin Cha's back.
The tips of Lin Cha's ears and Pikachu's ears moved at the same time, and the slightest suppressed voice came into her ears along the air:
"Is that her?"
"Exactly like in the photos! I was able to get into Barrett, and I don't know which uncle I sold it to~"
"If you sell it, it's for nothing! Even if we get in Barrett, we'll be able to get her out! โ
"Don't scrap her all at once, you have to keep it and play slowly~ Otherwise, you won't find fun when you're bored~"
"But...... Didn't you say that you should do your best to kick her out? Since you say so, okay~ It's also true, Barrett is so boring, we still have to go a long way. โ
The two undisguised eyes carefully looked at Lin Cha in the sun, as if they were not looking at a person, but a pet for their fun.
Lin Cha tilted his head slightly, casting a meaningful glance in the direction of the two dazzling red dots on the minimap, his eyes cold.
It's not certain who plays whom.
Scold.