Moore City, Claymans College.

The distance between the various departments is very far apart, and each school district is covered by a large area of neatly planned greenery.

Looking from high to low, you can only see the teaching buildings with spires, dotted in a sea of green.

And this happens to be the proud place of Klemans College, compared to the other nine colleges in the Kettering area.

Get close to nature.

This is the main purpose of the Clemans family since its opening.

At the beginning, most of the reasons for human migration to various habitable planets were because the living places were polluted by the side effects of technological development, and the depletion of energy accounted for only a small part of the reasons.

Xu Fan's lecture church of the Department of History is built on the natural lake in the college, and when the weather is hot, the mist rising from the lake will cover the entire classroom with the breeze, and the face will be wet and fresh.

Although the weather has changed from hot to cool, the history department is getting closer and closer, and the natural atmosphere of this school district is still strong from other departments.

After the fat man revealed that he was an illegitimate child, Xu Fan lost the interest in continuing to ask.

In this impetuous era, the gossip heart of picking up people's backgrounds, no matter how close the relationship is, it can easily evolve into sprinkling salt on wounds, revealing people's scars, and being disgusted by others.

Who doesn't have a secret of their own?

He didn't!

Xu Fan glanced at the fat man beside him who was not very interested, and thought very seriously.

It's a matter of life, and there is no one.

Looking up, the familiar door of the history department was already close at hand.

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"Are you two sure you want to sign up?" Wearing a pair of black-rimmed gold eyes. Mi Luo, bounced up from her chair, stared at her in disbelief as if she had made a mistake, the big boy with an embarrassed expression, and slowly nodded as she asked, and said bitterly: "What's so good about the rude big head soldier?" Let you young people yearn for it! ”

Xu Fan looked down at his toes, thinking in his heart about the truth or falsehood of the rumor that after being selected, one million federal coins would be distributed every year.

The Federation is so rich, it should be true, right?

For the only female head of the department who treated him well, he was grateful, even though he was not interested in studying the history of the galaxy.

Judging from his meticulous completion of the historical research papers arranged by Milo in the past two years, it can be seen that he is not perfunctory.

Seeing that Xu Fan, who had high hopes for her, accumulated good historical knowledge, and often had his own opinions, did not answer, Ke Yafu. Miro was finally furious.

"I guess... You've been waiting for this day, haven't you? Milo's stern brown eyes stared at the big boy in front of her without blinking, and asked.

Xu Fan raised his head, smiled apologetically at the female bachelor, and said, "Director, actually...... When I entered the college, I wanted to apply for the mechanical maintenance department, but—"

Of course, she knew that the boy in front of her was not here, and she knew it from the meticulous completion of her academic papers, and the time to go to Claymans College, the only logistics preparation room that could deal with machines.

However, it is well known that the Clemmans College, which is mainly based on literary contexts, does not have a mechanical maintenance department to study.

This is well known in Moore City and even in Kettering.

She didn't know why this yellow-skinned kid chose Klemans College, she only knew his admission method, and the record on the file was a special admission.

In her more than ten years of teaching career at Claymans College, she has met all kinds of naughty students, and she has also met many students who are more interested in the events recorded in history itself, but she has never met Xu Fan so - a serious student!

She has been witnessing the growth of the teenager in front of her, from when she was just admitted to the academy to take the test, she didn't know even the most basic common sense history, the exact date of the establishment of the human federation, to the second essay test, the analysis of some great people and events in history, and some points of view, made her a little breathtaking.

It's just that at this time-

"You've disappointed Milo so much!" Master Miro, who was already the mother of two children, pushed her glasses irritably, and walked back and forth, "Dean Landon must have been bewitched!" Are you a year away from graduation? What army to join. ”

Mi Luo, who had already registered several history students, had to admit this fact.

The reality is that she, a galaxy history department, is not popular.

Of course, this does not change her original intention of teaching and educating people, commenting on historical events in a purely academic way, and spreading this method. It's just a little sad that young people easily give up this survival skill.

Xu Fan looked at the female bachelor who had given up teaching them, turned her target to the dean, and complained to herself, glanced at the fat man who was snickering on the side, opened her mouth, and made a gesture.

The fat man immediately understood, plucked up the courage to stomp back and forth, and the old-fashioned female director with a fat figure said cautiously: "That, teacher, our registration?" ”

"What's the hurry?!" Mi Luo raised her head and glanced at the fat man, sighed, seemed to regain the teacher's demeanor, and found Tianxun from the table where various paper books were placed, and said while fiddling: "The student number is up." ”

"Oh, 741...", the fat man reported each student's unique student number.

After the fat man finished reporting, Ms. Mi Luo looked at Xu Fan and said, "What about yours?" ”

"7841..."Xu Fan responded to Mi Luo's disappointed and emotionless eyes, and apprehensively reported for the school registration number. ……

The two almost escaped from Director Milo's office.

In addition to the office area, along the stone-paved stairway, the two came to the lake named Canglan Lake, found a row of stone chairs to sit down, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The fat man leaned on the railing of the chair half-leaning, patted his belly and sighed as if no one was around: "It is worthy of Academician Keyaf, who even young master Ben is afraid of, giving people intuitive combat effectiveness and oppressive power, and there are signs of improvement every time we meet." ”

Xu Fan remembered the scene just now, he lacked maternal love since he was a child, and he was extremely sensitive, so he naturally felt the worried look hidden in Mi Luo's eyes.

He didn't know what Milo was worried about when she heard that they were going to be recruited. However, he knew that Madame Milo cared for him from the bottom of her heart, and that was enough.

For Xu Fan, people who are kind to him are worthy of respect!

"Fatty." Xu Fan patted the shoulder of the person beside him, interrupted the fat man's words, and said softly: "Teacher Mi Luo is actually a kind-hearted person, you are too prejudiced." ”

"Hehe, come on!" The fat man disagreed, because he was late, he was not less punished by Ms. Mi Luo in front of all the students, like a child who made a mistake.

"That's a bun, you have good grades, learn from me? It's good not to ask you to write a written review in person. The fat man pursed his lips, looking bitter and hateful.

Xu Fan smiled and was noncommittal.

Sometimes Ms. Milo is indeed a little old-fashioned, such as when it comes to punishing people, just like the short-sighted eyes she likes to wear.

With the current federal medical technology, she can be completely cured of myopia and take off the glasses that no longer need to be produced and sold.

Strangely, Mr. Milo was keen to use those glasses as a calibration instrument, standing on the podium and looking at them from the history department.

"Hey~" The fat man sighed very abruptly, looking at the sunset in the distance, the lake with red glow and the reflection of trees, squinting his small eyes, grinning with his teeth: "Nima's name has been reported, but Young Master Ben doesn't have the confidence to be chosen?" ”

Xu Fan remembered that Zhu Pengju also signed up to participate in the recruitment and selection.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he bent down and patted the fat man's belly, and laughed in the fat crackling and trembling: "It shouldn't be as difficult as we thought, you may not be able to pass the physical fitness test, but you are very 6 in mecha operation?" ”

"Huh?" The fat man suddenly became excited, slapped his thigh violently, and said loudly: "Why did Young Master Nimaben forget, this time it is the mecha land logistics department to recruit reserve forces, and there must be real military mechas." Nima has my chance to make a big difference! ”

In the Yuanlei battle, the fat man who hovered between the novice area and the first-order pilot for half a year at the operation level was indeed powerful.

Xu Fan was not ashamed to listen to the fat man's words, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Sometimes, ignorance is bliss.

As a friend of the fat man, he really can't discourage the fat man's enthusiasm.

Let reality crush him.

At that time, he may remember the lesson more profoundly, and in the future, he will be able to take fewer detours on the ideal road of inheriting the family property and waiting for death.

As a fat man's sworn friend, he can only do so much for the time being.

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