The rookie match ended with an almost gorgeous and moving ending.

The Qingyu Military Academy has not lost its prestige, and the Southwest Military Academy has also won the glory it deserves.

The old explosion of the old brain disease was a blessing in disguise, and was jointly diagnosed by several medical doctors of the Qingyu Military Academy overnight, and finally used the highest-level medical cabin in the college's advanced laboratory to repair the cranial nerves, and ran to Tang Lang's bedroom in the early morning of the next day.

It's not a goodbye, it's looking for a fat man, asking for a meal of convulsive wine at noon. The fat man, who had been "fucked" by the long-legged sister paper, knew that pretending to be sick was useless for this shameless goods, so he simply broke the jar and shouted the long-legged sister paper together.

His plan was to find someone to pay, and if the long-legged sister dared to refuse, he would go downstairs to the female student to pull up the banner. Who knew that as soon as I heard that it was a meal with a fat comrade-in-arms, the long-legged sister not only agreed very happily, but also paid the bill very refreshingly, looking like an old lady who had nothing else but money.

The fat man, who was in a good mood, didn't notice the old man's ridiculous eyes at all.

"In life, remember not to take advantage of small advantages, you will suffer a big loss!"

Perhaps it wasn't until many years later that the fat man's heartache about the basic life teachings of the little fat man and the little fat girl could basically reflect his mood when he recalled this scene.

Of course, the little fat man and the little fat girl have always been dismissive of the old fat man's style. He stuffed coins into the hands of our sisters and brothers at night to test whether the two of them were asleep, and then when he drooled happily and went to hug his mother, why didn't he think about that!

Genes are such a thing! It's that stubborn.

With the rookie competition coming to an end, the academy became calm for the time being.

The "elite group" may have become much more low-key because of the defeat in the rookie competition, and the major clubs and departments have begun to prepare for the college-wide mecha competition.

For example, the "elite group" ranked first can arrange 10 contestants to participate, while the 30th ranked dance association can only send 1 person. The Guwu Club, which was originally ranked twelfth but now won the first place in the rookie competition because of Tang Lang's strong performance and Jiang Bao, and its ranking rose to eighth, has a registration quota of 4 people.

There is no doubt that Ming Yueshang and Tang Lang are the signboards of the Guwu Society, and they must be selected, and the remaining two will eventually be produced between Cao Xiangqin, Fat Man and Jiang Bao, and Du Moyi and several others. And the fat man, Cao Xiangqin and Jiang Bao all chose to give up and enter the main match directly, and participate in the play-offs, in their words, it is not fun to enter the main match by quota, and you must go all the way to the main match to enjoy it.

And in fact, when the list of two intermediate and second-level mecha divisions of the Ancient Martial Arts Society and one third-level mecha division who was by no means weaker than the intermediate and second-level appeared on the play-off list, the whole academy was shouting, the wolf is coming.

The lineup of this year's Guwu Club is absolutely luxurious enough to make all opponents tremble.

Tang Lang, who can single-handedly pick out four intermediate and third-level mecha divisions of unknown level, Ming Yueshang, who ranked third in the mecha competition last year, plus two intermediate and second-level mecha masters from the army, and a rookie champion, even if Du Moyi, who is slightly inferior on the surface, is also the level of the top 32 in the whole academy.

However, the strength of each club has been greatly weakened because the fourth-year students left the academy early to enter the army, there are almost no intermediate first-level mecha divisions, and the intermediate and second-level mecha divisions are the pillars, and even the first-ranked clubs like the "elite group", in the end, the president Li Yu decided to fight in person, and also added Zhou Jinjin, who had been defeated by Tang Lang, to barely make up the list of 10 intermediate and second-level mecha divisions.

But this time, not many people are as optimistic about the "elite group" as before, in fact, the "elite group" has been deflated too many times in front of Tang Lang, and whenever they think of a terrible mecha master like Tang Lang and the fat man to fight them, they can't help but think of the "radish meeting".

It will take a few days for the play-offs to start, and when the play-offs compete for the top 64, they will be mixed with more than 300 recommended by various clubs and departments to start advancing to the main competition.

So, after a dinner with nothing to do, I thought about it for a long time, and finally sent a message to a certain woman.

Qiu Ruge, who had just taken a bath, looked at the wardrobe for a long time with her long wet hair, and finally chose the set of clothes she met Tang Lang for the first time.

"Boss! Aren't you cold like this? Mo Kitten looked at Qiu Ruge, who still chose to show her graceful waist on this late autumn night, and couldn't help but ask in a daze.

"Is it cold?" Autumn is like a song, and the willow eyebrows are upside down. "It's not snowing again!"

"But, it's windy!" Mo Xiaomei shrunk her neck and watched helplessly as the boss walked fearlessly towards the autumn breeze.

"The boss's heart is very hot!" The man in glasses stepped out of the room that had been converted into an office like a ghost, looking at the hill opposite. "Tonight, I can't sleep!"

"Then you invite me to drink!" Mo Kitten also looked pained. "There is a hanging pot on the cross street, I heard that it tastes good, I will accompany you, a lovelorn person, to have a drink!"

"Federal regulations, those under the age of eighteen can't drink, and the little kid knows how to be a **** mirror man looking up to the sky and sighing." I'm just keeping an eye on the boss here, for her personal safety. ”

"Cut, Brother Tang's kung fu still needs you to keep an eye on here?" Mo Kitten pouted.

"I'm just guarding against him!" The glasses man's face became more melancholy.

Tang Lang, on the hill opposite the Julang company.

"I'm coming to you today to ask you something." The straight man of steel did not shine in his eyes or his heart because of the girl who exuded a youthful atmosphere sitting next to him, but went straight to the point.

"Brother Tang Lang, you say!" The well-dressed girl was slightly stunned, and replied with a little loss in her heart.

"How much do you know about your Qiu family?"

"I only know that my Qiu family has been in the army for generations, and has fought many ancestors on the battlefield, and when my grandparents are this one, only my father is left, I haven't seen my grandparents since I was a child, and my father just told me before he died that they had died on the front line, and my father is gone, and I am already the last person in the Qiu family." Recalling what his father had said before his death, Qiu Ruge looked sad, but did not cry.

Tang Lang looked at the girl in front of her with some pity who was also a little stubborn and told the past, she may not know that she was not alone in this world, and there was an uncle who was watching her silently. When she knows, maybe she will tear off those stubborn disguises and reveal her true heart!

"Trust me!" Tang Lang said softly. "I don't think God owes you the Qiu family, nor does it treat a woman like you, one day, there will definitely be someone who cares about you and loves you like a father."

"Hmm!" Qiu Ruge bowed her head a little shyly, trying not to let Tang Lang see the tears in her eyes that were instantly aroused by happiness.

This is Qiu Ruge, in the face of hardship, she didn't cry, but because of happiness, she wanted to cry.

Brother Tang Lang, is this a confession?

But apparently, she misunderstood.

Tang Lang didn't know anything about this.

Although he didn't want to get the mecha paint assembly party in this way, Tang Lang's exclusive armor was gradually put on the agenda, and Sun Xueqing, the eldest Sun Xueqing, who was in charge of the mecha plug-in system and camouflage system, even discussed with Tang Lang on the mecha coating layer, and the Federal Security and Secrecy Service had vaguely detected that the neighboring countries had made a major breakthrough in this research.

In addition to the normal classes, the eldest grandson Xueqing plunged into the laboratory the rest of the time, and even had no communication for more than a week. This made Tang Lang quite helpless, but it also proved from the side why the eldest grandson Xueqing was successful, and the extreme concentration was the main reason, not just talent.

The white-haired uncle's puzzle is difficult to solve, but the key must be on Qiu Ruge.