"In summary, the main points of this year's Principles of Conduct exam are... Possible essays include..."

On the podium, Duchamp was leaking his own guidance theory test questions on a large scale without restraint, and only kept 20 difficult questions for the students to play freely. For other subjects, he also unreservedly described what he thought was the key and difficult points, and for him, it didn't matter whether he was the first or the last.

The classroom is brightly lit, it's evening self-study time, and there are still two days before the final exam, which is the time to sprint. With the exception of Duchamp, everyone else drastically reduced their sleep time for a final assault.

"Styry, I'm not sure about the difficulty of the theory of conduction." A girl stood up and asked.

The person who asked the question was Yelia, who had always maintained a state of hatred, but under the high pressure of the final exam, this hatred was nothing.

It was rare to have such an opportunity to improve the relationship with the girl, and Duchamp explained the content of her question in detail again.

The other errand students asked questions one after another, and Duchamp answered them one by one, and before he knew it, it was already 12 o'clock in the evening.

"Let's go here today, I believe that the professors' minds this semester are attracted by the Guiding Network experiment, and the exam questions will not be too difficult."

Duchamp finished his private tutoring and headed for the dormitory.

"Exams on the 18th and 19th, holiday on the 20th, and a round with Uncle Ka as soon as the holiday is over. It is estimated that by now, except for that pocket, the others have been broken and obtained, and it is a project related to a major reward, so it must take time. There is also an appointment with Learmey to go to the imperial capital to meet the Augua, this short vacation is not enough to do something. ”

Duchamp got into the bed, thinking about the time of the holiday and the process after the holiday.

Throwing a whole bunch of things from Pvennis to Goode, Duchamp actually felt guilty, but he really didn't have the skills.

"It would be much easier to have your own airship flying around." Duchamp imagined it openly, and was immediately amused by his own daydreams, and he could not even buy a leg of an airship with the money he had.

"I have to open up new ways to make money during the holidays and earn more money." Duchamp stretched his back and ended his vacation plans. The cold wind has begun to blow the breath of early spring, and when he thinks that the task has reached the last step, his heart is full of fire, and even the other students obviously feel that Xueba has been in a good mood recently, and he is even more dedicated to tutoring.

The next few days were heaven for Duchamp, and he even had time to make a final instruction on the combine.

For other students, for example, the final exam is the same as hell.

Although Class A has the figure of Duchamp, there are always topics that Duchamp did not find out and directions that he did not tutor.

After the final exam, the students gathered at the Wigginson Bistro for a drink. The people in dormitory 305 went late, the tavern was crowded, and Duchamp was grabbed as soon as he walked in.

"Styry, your guess of the theory of the guiding force and the basis of the guiding force this time is simply amazing!" A boy danced and screamed sleepily.

"But your math guess is so bad, I have a hunch that I might fail, woo woo!" Nina, who was half drunk, knocked the beer bottle on the table, and the beer that she didn't drink all ran out flowed to the ground, she snorted a few times, stumbled and tried to come over to Duchamp's trouble, but in the end she didn't find the right direction, so she simply climbed into a chair, waved it with one hand like a gangster who had been mixed up for ten years, and cried loudly: "Fail, woo woo, you are responsible for me!" ”

Duchamp was so frightened that his nose bleeds, this kind of aristocratic and socialite style is really too scary. I remember the family background of this Nina classmate, as if he was a baron in the southern city of Palm, which is a famous light industrial area in the empire, but I didn't expect the people to be so strong.

Dietrie, who entered the door after Duchamp, frowned at the scene in front of him, grabbed Limmour, turned around and left, leaving Duchamp alone to parry.

Duchamp felt a little weak, and this time he guessed the math question completely wrong. He weakly distinguished for himself: "That, you can't blame me if you can't guess, I've already said the disclaimer clause in advance!" ”

"But didn't you guess quite accurately last semester, I'm going to fail the exam this semester, and I can't get the living expenses for the next semester, what should I do? Well! Nina angrily waved her beer bottle.

"There will always be times when a blind cat encounters a dead mouse, and the key is to rely on usual learning." Duchamp answered weakly.

It's okay not to mention this sentence, but when I mention this sentence, Nina's originally red pupils are almost about to erupt into fire.

"Do you think I'm not studying hard enough? The night before the math test, I didn't sleep at all. ”

"This!" Duchamp looked at the sister paper who went crazy with wine, and felt that Yali Mountain was big.

"What to do? Let the top student raise you. Karen pulled out a handkerchief, covered her mouth and smiled, glancing at Nina, and quietly changed to a safe position.

Duchamp plucked out his ears, how could this be a little awkward. He suddenly thought of another possibility: the person handing the note might be this plagiarized flat-chested sister carrying a wine bottle!

Thinking of this possibility, Duchamp felt that his heart muscle was cramping. He used his urine to escape**, fled in the wilderness, and took refuge with his good brother.

"This is the guidance provided to the combine harvester R&D team in the name of the Green Leaf Society." Duchamp took out a stack of official documents and handed it to Goode.

"This is a retrofit of the tractors that Lane Ford has already sold, and this detachable solution allows customers to directly use the tractor to tow harvesters and ploughing equipment, and even tow threshers and mills, so as to achieve a multi-purpose machine. This is a mainframe solution specifically for Daejeon use. This is a proposed retrofit for tractors to be miniaturized, multi-purpose and cheaper. The combine harvester is only the first step, and we still have a lot of transformation and design of practical locomotives in the future, which can be cooperated with the Lane Ford Society, and remember to grasp the intellectual property rights in the hands of the Green Leaf Society. ”

When he returned to the dormitory, he heard laughter from inside, and Learmel excitedly told him that the vase faction had made a decision to take the train together to the imperial capital, stop at Learmu's house for a while, and then go their separate ways.

In order to ride with his classmates, Dietrie refused to be picked up by his family, ready to accept Duchamp's suggestion and try the commoner way of life.

"This is what you call civilian life?!"

Duchamp's face twitched slightly, looking at the luggage that several people in the dormitory were packing.

Fang only carried his big sword and a small carry-on bag;

Dietrie brought toiletries, a full set of skincare products and a couple of changes of clothes, and a violin, which made up two large pieces of luggage;

In addition to a full set of equipment similar to that of Dietrie, Learmour also had a number of small pieces of luggage piled under his feet, and it looked like he could fill a carriage alone.

Liermu tidied up, and seemed to feel that he had too much luggage, so he finally moved some of his luggage to Duchamp's bedside and explained: "Stellory, you shouldn't have much luggage, these two small pieces of my luggage, please help me carry them when I get in the car tomorrow." ”

Duchamp took Learmour's assigned luggage and asked, "What's in here?" ”

"These are small gifts that Rurey bought, ready to take home and give to my younger siblings, this box is the food we eat on the carriage, don't leave it behind tomorrow."

Duchamp was angry and funny, from Ruray to the imperial capital Heimdall, a total of only nine hours of driving, Learmour was prepared as if he was going to spend days in the car.

Liermu sorted everything out and said proudly: "Okay, let's travel lightly, this time many students have booked tickets for the same carriage, everyone can travel lightly, and you can also form a traveling band on the train to spend this relaxing and romantic day." ”

Duchamp reluctantly agreed: "Yes, yes, it's really light enough." ”

Early the next morning, Learmor dutifully got up, knocked on the doors of the other dormitories, and shouted in the aisle: "The students who took the train to the imperial capital at half past nine this morning have all gotten up and left." ”

At the urging of the head of Ouchi, the members of the Sword and Rose Orchestra walked out with their luggage and joined the procession home.

This team walked out of Lulei University of Technology, talked loudly and sang along the way, walked into the west gate of Lulei City, and arrived at the station in a hurry, found the carriage and seats, and finally, in the envious eyes of the people in the carriage, pulled out the musical instrument and played all the way to the imperial capital.

Duchamp, who was mixed in this band, looked at the happy expressions of everyone, especially the enjoyment on Dietrie's face, and thought to himself: "What kind of commoner is this, this is a nobleman!" ”

(End of this volume!) ）