"What's going on?"

Luo Zhenkun heard the movement and walked over from the front, but only saw the back of the horse-faced young man leaving in a panic, and Wan Qiuna's black baby face.

"It's okay," Bai Ziyue poked Wan Qiuna and motioned for the other party to hurry up.

It's okay, don't worry too much about scum, and lose your share.

Wan Qiuna expressed her dissatisfaction, and when she encountered a ginseng, she asked her not to hold grudges, no way!

Luo Zhenkun didn't really know anything, and asked quite funny, "Then how are you going to take revenge?" Rush up and beat him up? ”

The students who beat them on the territory of the First Military Academy are too comfortable!

was originally a victim, but in the blink of an eye, he became an abuser, even if there was a good reason.

Wan Qiuna was so angry that she almost exploded on the spot, "Is that all?" ”

"Or else?" Luo Zhenkun asked unhurriedly, "Do you know what his name is, which department he is from, which grade or even which class?" ”

Nothing's a no!

There are tens of thousands of cadets in the First Military Academy, even if there are a few thousand junior graduates, it is difficult to find a horse-faced teenager.

Wan Qiuna was like a deflated ball when she heard this, and said resentfully, "I know this thing is difficult to do, but who can stand it like this?" ”

So, it's not over!

"Oh, then think about it more and see if there can be a miracle and let you know who the other party is!"

Luo Zhenkun didn't say anything, went back to the front of the team, led the cadets into the field, and went straight to the player area assigned to the Seventh Military Academy.

After settling down, Luo Zhenkun contacted the team leaders and teachers of other schools, and told Zhou Xing to manage discipline, "Don't let them run around." ”

What are you talking about scurrying around during the competition, making people look down on the quality of the cadets of the Seventh Military Academy?

Everyone sat upright and precarious, not intending to touch the leader teacher's moldy head, and their voices were very weak among themselves.

Bai Ziyue didn't talk to the classmates on the left and right, she opened the communicator, searched out the forum of the First Military Academy, and posted a post as a tourist - surprised to see the students who walked through the back door, and their high-spirited faces were very spicy.

The body of the post is directly a high-definition video, which is the scene of her talking with the horse-faced teenager.

Except for the clear and concise title, not a word was written.

Not long after the post was sent, the forum of the First Military Academy exploded, and the people who ate melons unconsciously left messages asking for the personal information of the horse-faced teenager.

After a hundred floors, there are really people who know the truth and are not afraid of things to jump out to do popular science.

It turned out that the horse-faced boy was a student of the third-year cattle herding class of the Logistics Department, surnamed Zhang Mingchuanzong, a child of a second-rate family in the Central Star, his father, his father and him were all only children, and it could be said that it was three generations of single transmission.

is such a single seedling, the elders are naturally afraid of falling in the palm of their hands, and they are afraid of melting in their mouths, and they are not like words.

Zhang Chuanzong was originally admitted to an ordinary college, and he didn't plan to enter a college, let alone join the army after graduating from college, but he made a bet with others when he filled in the college entrance examination that whoever didn't enter the first military school would lose, and the loser would have to kowtow to the winner and admit his mistakes.

However, Zhang Chuanzong's grades were not good, but his self-esteem was very strong, he was unwilling to lose the game, pestered his family through the back door, and spent a lot of money to enter the logistics department.

What about the cattle herding class, as long as you succeed in entering the First Military Academy, you will win.

In the end, the game ended in a draw, and the two rivals became classmates.

Because the Zhang family gave money to be refreshing, the head teacher of the cattle herding class took care of Zhang Chuanzong very much, even if he bullied his classmates, as long as he didn't make too much trouble, he turned a blind eye and didn't see it.

Anyway, the students of the cattle herding class are all stuffed in with money and power, and the chaos is normal.

It is worth mentioning that the enthusiastic netizens who exposed Zhang Chuanzong's personal information in the replies to the post were his rivals, and they bet with him and ended up timing.

Bai Ziyue looked at the reply with relish, estimating that this post would be popular, so she closed the forum with satisfaction and began to watch the opening ceremony of the Mecha League.

The leaders of the First Military Academy were very simple, standing on the rostrum and not saying much, and took turns to express their best wishes for the Mecha League and then stepped down from the stage, leaving only the host to report the curtain above.

The first program of the opening ceremony was the group dance of mechas, nine mecha shuttled and jumped on the stage, dancing very hard, the movements were not elegant, but they were very smooth and cheerful.

Wan Qiuna exclaimed, "How long does it take to practice~"

Bai Ziyue estimated, "If you train all day, it will take at least half a month, and it should be longer if you just take some time out every day." ”

I don't think the mechists on the stage will participate in the competition.

"It's so nice to dance," Gong Lu secretly calculated, "When I am promoted to the second-level mecha master, I will also learn mecha dance." ”

It's a pity that the students of the logistics department are not talented enough in mechas, and Gong Lu has not been able to improve much after training hard every day, and he is still a first-class mecha master.

The first-level mecha master can only operate the basic mecha, and repeated practice can increase the fluency of the movements, but it is difficult to learn the mecha dance.

is also a nutritionist, but Su Ziqi is contented and happy, and comforts with a smile, "Don't be in a hurry, the teacher said that we don't have enough talent to make up for it diligently, as long as we work hard, we will always become a second-level mecha master." ”

Anyway, it's good that the logistics staff can operate the mecha to run away, and the level is not too important.

Gong Lu sighed, "I can only wait." ”

"Poor baby," Wan Qiuna avoided Bai Ziyue in the middle, stretched out her hand and touched Gong Lu's dog head, "Don't worry, I'm already a third-level mecha master, and I'll learn to dance the mecha dance when I go back to school." ”

Gong Lu: "......", it's your business to learn, and it has nothing to do with me!

Wan Qiuna was aggrieved, "Don't I also see you sad, I want to give you a little comfort!" ”

"Thank you, but don't worry," Gong Lu was not comforted, "If you want to learn mecha dance, don't use me as a pawn." ”

Wanjuna sighed, she knew it would be like this.

Yes, anyway, the mecha dance is what she wants to learn, and there will be opportunities to learn it in the future, maybe the mecha dance is also a specialty.

Bai Ziyue can become an Internet celebrity mecha envoy, she works hard, and she will definitely be able to become a mecha star by dancing mecha dance, and realize her star dream.

"Wake up, it's time to change the show," Bai Ziyue poked Wan Qiuna, who was stuck in a daydream, to wake up, "Teacher Luo has seen you several times, if you don't take it seriously, you should be invited by the teacher to talk." ”

It's a pleasure to chat with classmates, but it's not so pleasant to chat with a teacher.

Wan Qiuna woke up and subconsciously wiped the corners of her mouth.

It's good, there's nothing to drool and grind your teeth in a dream or something, and you keep your good image.

Bai Ziyue, "You better concentrate on watching the show and see if you can continue to dream." ”

Wan Qiuna pursed her lips and said unwillingly, "Watch the show, don't talk!" ”

The third show has begun, the people on the rostrum are particularly familiar with heavy makeup and scramble, Bai Ziyue thought for a long time before realizing that it was his former friend Qin Jiao~

Being able to perform on stage alone should be out of trouble, right? I want to talk about "Interstellar Treasure Mother" with more like-minded people; Talk about life and find a confidant~