Fang Dong was dragged back to school by Teacher Brown.

"Why are you here to teach?" Teacher Brown didn't rush to ask where Fang Dong had gone for so many years, but was stared at by two people, one big and one small, and she had to find something to talk about.

"Build the Northern Star Field." Teacher Brown folded his arms over his chest, frowned and pursed his lips, and then glanced at his son, who was drawing. "Brownbread, how's it going? Is it your sister? ”

"What? Mr. Brown, the serious name of the flatbread is still called Brown Flatbread?! Fang Dong didn't react for a while, and just now Teacher Brown still had doubts about her authenticity.

The junior high school student who was called Brown Flatbread rubbed his nose, glanced at Fang Dong, and drew a few more strokes. "Did you hear me, Mom, my sister thinks my name is ugly."

"Oh, big cake, I blamed Thea for that strange woman at the beginning, not to say that the cheap name is easy to support, but also because of your name, I took you to escape death several times."

The two started a conversation about the name very familiarly, and Fang Dong pressed his head.

They were now sitting in the school's studio, Fang Dong turned around boredly, and found that the brown cake was actually painted by her.

"I mean, that's ugly." Fang Dong pointed to himself who was very abstract in his words.

Then I saw the younger brother I had just recognized showing a crying expression.

"Dongdong, if you are really Dongdong, listen to my advice, don't fall in love with that commander, that person is unreliable."

Fang Dong was a little embarrassed and stretched out his hand. "Teacher Brown, I'm married to Calant."

Brown Pine choked on her hand, and picked up the brush that had fallen from the flatbread. "Flatbread, you keep drawing, don't be half-hearted."

"Oh my God! Sister, you actually married my idol, you are too much! Flatbread had that kind of house collapse on his face.

Fang Dong was slightly suspicious of Mr. Brown's motives for not wanting him to fall in love with the commander. "Yes, we have made a private decision for life."

The little boy struggled to remove his furry head from the robot. "Woo woo, Mom, I don't want to draw today, and the inspiration for the pie is gone."

*

"You rejected her?" Callant looked at the registration form that Fang Dong had filled out, the light above his head was very bright, but the person in charge raised his head and looked at the general's face was very dark.

"This, Admiral, we feel like liars." The person in charge wiped the sweat from his head and stood up, he had an impression of this Fang Dong, but he didn't think that the top general of the Alliance Army was looking for this person.

"When did the Confederates become so undisciplined, by feeling? Deccan, overseer this gentleman to copy the Confederate Code ten times, immediately. With that, Calante left, at least sure she was on this planet.

Deccan reluctantly pulled out his notebook and handed it to the relieved person in charge in front of him, he didn't know how many times the commander would have to be fooled to learn his lesson.

"The code is only 500 words, are you sure you want to write it so slowly?" Deccan slapped the table, the atmosphere in the Union army has been too loose lately.

*

"Truth be told, I'm dying of hunger." Fang Dong asked Teacher Brown to rub her stomach while still eating oranges. "So I accidentally ate too much."

Flatbread lying on the couch watching TV.

Fang Dong contacted Lao Xi through Teacher Brown, he was doing well on Bianzhi Star, and the pair of nurse brothers and sisters took good care of him.

It's just that when it comes to asking him to help contact Calant, he very firmly refuses.

Same reason as Mr. Brown. "I almost killed you, this kind of man, don't go up the pole to find him, let him come to you."

"But Mr. Brown, I still think I should contact him." Fang Dong was uneasy, after all, it had only been a month since she had been separated from Calant, and it was the time when her affection was strong.

"Nope." Teacher Brown still shook his head. "You watch the TV series, Resistance, it's the story of your resistance group, with you as the protagonist."

Fang Dong glanced at it. "Am I that pretty?"

Other people's appearances, such as Ah Wax and Amazon, are all similar to their appearance, just her.

"I suspect the producers are questioning my beauty." Fang Dong hugged the pillow and looked at it with relish, he hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.

Brown Green Pine carefully picked up Fang Dong, who was asleep in the sofa, and mouthed at Brown Flatbread Nunu. "Go find your sister a set of proper pajamas."

Originally, the mother and son were lightly afraid of waking Fang Dong up, but there was a violent knock on the door at the gate.

"Teacher Brown! Let me meet Dongdong! ”

It was half past eleven in the evening.

In the Mecha Maker Career Academy, the scent of orange blossom slowly spreads.

Calante pressed his left chest and hammered the door again.