On the way back, Dietrie reluctantly struck up a conversation with Duchamp. Fang said more, from their words, Lilmu and Duchamp learned that it seemed that the two families, the Earl of Hypervon and the Duke of Kane, had not been in harmony in recent years, and Morgana had obviously come to find fault.

In the next few days, Duchamp gradually got to know more about these students. The atmosphere in the dormitory, because Dietrie, who has the highest class, is not as arrogant as his surname, and always properly reins in the arrogance in his bones, and Duchamp, who is the lowest class, is this kind of scholar who is both civil and military, and the current atmosphere is quite harmonious.

Learmour showed his arrogant and sleek personality early on, maintaining a proper social relationship with everyone. Fang is a freak, he is full of energy when he mentions martial arts, he goes out to exercise early in the morning, and he doesn't seem to care about his studies, giving people the feeling that he has entered the wrong school.

After visiting and exchanging with Goode's dormitory, Duchamp found out afterwards that the nobles and commoners in the school were divided into classes, and only aristocratic students could apply for the guidance theory class, and the teaching location was called the "East Courtyard" of the Guiding Force Department, and the civilian students could only apply for the application of the guiding force, the guiding force communication and the guiding force transmission, and the teaching location was in the "West Courtyard".

Lulei University of Technology is divided into six departments: minerals, materials, machinery, conduction, engineering, and vehicles and ships, of which four departments have so-called elite classes, that is, majors that only nobles can apply for.

It is said that the knowledge imparted in the elite class involves classified technology in the high-precision field and the military field, so it is not open to civilians.

When Duchamp heard this peculiar setting, he couldn't help but want to stand on the roof of the school's tallest experimental building and complain, no wonder the level of guidance development of the empire was so backward.

And the last thing that bored Duchamp was that Goode's school uniform was blue. Duchamp couldn't help but think of the "white-collar" and "blue-collar" of later generations, and correspondingly, Goode's professional courses were also "blue-collar", probably set up out of the desire to train a group of civilian repairmen and mechanics.

There are a lot of strange complaints in the school, but Duchamp wants to complain most about the friends in his class.

In class, Duchamp felt rather bored. It's hard to be friends with classmates, classmates, after class, they get together in groups, barons and viscounts, higher classes, girls in their own right.

There were two lonely people in the classroom, one was the cold-born Dietrie, who only Learmey occasionally struck with him, and the other was Duchamp, the only student in the class who did not come from the formal aristocracy.

As for the only five girls in the class, since that day's test class, Duchamp was like a SARS virus, and it was dangerous to breathe the air in the same classroom with him.

There is now a popular joke in the class about the "don't care" body that Duchamp created that day.

For example, a boy named Isaac narcissistically created: "I don't care about looks when I make friends, you are not as handsome as me anyway." Another bear-like boy immediately picked up: "I don't care about body shape when I make friends, anyway, you are not as fat as me." ”

Amid the burst of laughter, Morgana's face turned blue with rage, and her extraordinary talent and unleashed kindness turned into a joke that spread throughout the class every day. In this childish way, the boys are looking for their own psychological balance.

In this class, the life of ordinary students is extremely difficult, and they have to face Dietrie, Mogana, who is ungodly in class, and Sterry Duchamp, who is damn against the sky.

Within a few days of the start of school, Duchamp went through all the textbooks and stored all the knowledge points in the database.

In this way, he didn't know what to do with other courses besides literature and art. In the monotonous explanations of the teachers, he lived like a year, sometimes he had to make some small toys to entertain himself, or use a pen to create life testimonials and so on, otherwise, he was focused on holding various books borrowed from the library to flip through and expand his knowledge.

In class, Duchamp stands out like a crow in a flock of white doves. The other students are all trained in aristocratic etiquette, and one by one they straighten their backs in class, only Duchamp often lies on the table weakly, and occasionally the teacher asks questions by his name, Duchamp's answer every time is exactly the same as in the textbook, which shocked many students, and even lost the courage to raise their hands to compete with the top students.

In the end, the teachers had to completely ignore his various small actions.

Of all the teachers' hatred, only Professor Ashley always looked at Duchamp, and he answered questions almost only by Duchamp's name in class. The original intention of the professor was to use Duchamp's unbridled imagination to give other students a fantasy enlightenment to guide the world of science, but none of the students could understand the professor's intentions.

Duchamp thought that the truth was that the professor remembered only his name. At this time, the other students looked at Duchamp's eyes, and they were almost on fire. Duchamp believed that if his gaze could kill, he would have been burned to ashes long ago.

"Alas, to be too talented is to suffer!" He was depressed and talked to himself in this classroom, which had become a cage.

The only thing that Xueba can't learn well is the art cultivation class, he doesn't know anything about painting, and he can only barely make do with music, as for dance, if I'm not mistaken, I picked up this course again after graduating from kindergarten.

This class is also an artistic accomplishment.

Someone in the front row pushed too hard, and a stick of paint rolled all the way to Duchamp's desk.

Duchamp bent down to pick it up, and in a gesture that he thought he was a gentleman, handed it over.

The girl's face changed, she didn't reach out to pick it up, let alone say 'thank you', and the girl sitting next to her immediately 'cooed' and laughed. After class, the girls' pile was full of ridicule such as 'Xueba has taken a fancy to you, congratulations', and the girl immediately turned her face: "Are you insulting me with this, a villain in the market who tries to climb into the aristocratic circle, there are more poor worms everywhere in the imperial capital, more than mice." ”

Duchamp heard this comment word for word, and immediately blacklisted the girl named Yelia. He listened to the more unbearable words behind the girls, and couldn't help but miss the innocent and lovely female classmates in his previous life, and thought with tears in his eyes: "It's really my sin that I didn't realize your goodness in my previous life, so I have to be punished to be in the company of this group of ugly, vulgar, snobbish and breastless women." ”

He even pulled down his face and secretly went to discuss with Professor Ashley and transferred himself to the major of guiding force application.

Professor Ashley was shocked: "What? A theoretical genius like you doesn't even want to be in the guidance theory class, you have to know how precious the place to enter this class is, which the laboratory has won with your significant contribution to the improvement of tactical force guides. Besides, it is precisely because you are coming to this class that I took the initiative to apply to teach this class, if you are not in the guidance theory class, I will not waste time with a bunch of stones. ”

Duchamp could not imagine that Professor Ashley attached so much importance to him, so he had to dismiss the idea of changing classes.