"Why do I feel as if I'm seeing the boss snickering again?" Sun Zhi stretched out his hand and poked Zhu Jie, who was standing beside him watching Tang Ziyu's practice, Zhu Jie didn't even glance at the weekend, and said lightly: "You are dazzled." ”

"I'm not dazzled." As the one with the highest force value among the four, Sun Zhi firmly said that he had no possibility of looking away, this was a matter of dignity, and he could not back down.

"If you don't dazzle now, your ass will bloom in a while." Zhu Jie already doesn't have any hope for Sun Zhi, this guy is sometimes stupid, people can't help but want to knock his head open to see what is inside, after eating so many rows, why can't he learn well?

"......" Sun Zhi, who was reminded, went down, feeling a little unhappy, and when Sasdi, who was fed by Tang Ziyu, retreated, he immediately changed hands.

"Come, boy, brother will play with you."

"......" Tang Ziyu looked at Sun Zhi with a disgusted expression, where did this kid eat the first ribs, and wanted to find a balance on his side? Don't even think about it!

Tang Ziyu put on a posture, although his force value is the lowest among the four people, but he has also fought for so many years, if Sun Zhi is still satisfied, he will really be blind to his brother for so many years!

"Bang!"

When Sun Zhi and Tang Ziyu quickly hit separated, Ma Wenhan on the other side and the weekend also started martial arts actual combat, and the weekend would be ruthless after feeding the move, Ma Wenhan was not soft from the beginning, and the weekend was a King Kong that could not be defeated, Ma Wenhan firmly believed in it.

Time still flies, and when the third-grade show begins to assemble the stage and activity classrooms on a large scale, the whole campus is a little jubilant, and the middle and senior students who originally had the mentality of "just hatching birds" for the third-grade students are gradually turning their attention to this side.

The third grade is a hurdle, the show is a shortcut to read this hurdle, the freshmen who have been living in the junior military academy for almost three years, whether they are dragons or insects, you can see some signs in this show, the middle and senior grades also have their own groups, the promotion of the third grade means that the strong seniors have to go away, they also need to be filled with fresh blood, and those who emerge in the show are the objects they are courting.

In the office of the president of the Chinese Federation Junior Military Academy Student Autonomous Association, three or four big boys sat on the sofa, and there was a young boy who occupied two positions with broken hair on his forehead covering his eyes, and he was sleeping on the sofa.

"Next ......"

The boy who flipped his fingers on the tablet raised his head, glanced at the boy who was asleep in the sofa, and coughed lightly, "How is the matter over there in the mecha department?" ”

"This year's third-graders, it's amazing." The response to the question was a boy with long hair, there is a strict dress code in the Chinese Federal Junior Military Academy, and such a protruding hair length is absolutely not allowed among middle and junior students, but among the senior students, there are some students who have achieved special achievements and have set a precedent.

"The boy called the weekend is not an ordinary child, it seems that he still has some background."

"Hehe, I don't believe there is any other student in this school whose background you can't investigate."

The boy who was pulling something on the tablet reached out and pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose, in this era when vision correction has reached 100%, most people who can wear glasses are for pretense, but this boy is because he was born with amblyopia correction and is like a normal person's myopia, so he had to wear glasses, hidden behind the lenses, a pair of eyes flashed a trace of sharpness.

"That's true, he's from the Zhou family."

"The Zhou family?" The long-haired boy showed a sneering expression, "Which Zhou family in this federation can be as powerful as the Zhou family behind our president?" ”

The boy who was sleeping soundly on the sofa seemed to be named, opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the familiar faces in the room, and closed his eyes again: "Which branch of the Zhou family?" ”

The voice with sleepiness sounded a little lazy, making people feel unbearable when they heard it, and the boy's eyes fell straight on the man on the sofa, and he didn't even slide the tablet in his hand: "It should be the sixth branch next to the president's family, and it is the sixth branch of the daughter-in-law of the commander of the First Military Region, who died early." ”

The person lying on the sofa frowned, obviously feeling a headache because of this awkward relationship, it is not good for his subordinates to be so serious, to put it bluntly, it is the grandmother of Qi Zhengye, who is known as the first prodigy of the Chinese Federation, isn't it okay?

The boy with glasses saw his president's expression, of course he understood that what he said just now was a bit tongue-twisting, but he had to say this, he had been with the president for a few years, and he knew very well that the president's mentality towards that Qi Zhengye was just that the king didn't see the king.

"It's their house." It seemed that he couldn't sleep anymore, and he got up from the couch with a grunt, his hair was still a little messy, but he didn't pay attention to it, and reached out and pasted it casually twice, and he took the tablet from the boy with glasses.

"Hmm...... Interesting, I thought this branch had fallen silent, when did such a person come out again? "It's really indecent to lie on the sofa and look at the tablet, but the president can do it so freely, and others can look at it comfortably, and several heads stop their work and wait for the president's orders.

"Okay, I'll take a look at this show." The chairman threw the tablet back into the glasses boy's hand, "Cheng Si will arrange it." ”

The name of the boy with glasses was Cheng Si, and the president's order was to make a move, and soon pulled out the long itinerary, and in the days of the third-grade performance, he found a suitable time slot.

"President, don't you mind having lunch with each other, right?"

"It doesn't matter, eat or not, with whom you don't." Shrugging his shoulders, the man stood up, his height was a little terrifying, looking at his strong muscles, people couldn't help but wonder how such a tall body just now hid in the two-seater sofa?

"Alright, the rest is over, and we can get to work."

"Yes."

The members of the Student Council, who had been waiting to work on the sidelines, immediately sent the documents that had been prepared to the president's mailbox. (To be continued.) )