The little witch never expected that her deliberate design of Wu Yong not only did not have any expected effect, but instead made Wu Yong sit on the title of a scholar, and was warmly welcomed and sought after in the class.

Even the mixed-race beauty Angel frequently discharged Wu Yong and secretly sent autumn waves.

When it comes to why Wu Yong can understand French and German, it is also due to the results of his service training at ABP.

Wu Yong once received cruel training like hell in a secret military base.

These training subjects include not only physical fitness, martial arts, and shooting, but also memory, mental arithmetic, and various Chinese languages.

Take the dragon team led by Wu Yong as an example, which has carried out the task of protecting the head of state several times. In the event of an emergency, the team needs to cover the leader's evacuation of the danger zone, which inevitably requires proficiency in various Chinese languages.

It is no exaggeration to say that even the obscure Hebrew language is at Wu Yong's fingertips, let alone French and German, which have been popularized internationally.

The problem of 'proficient in seven Chinese' was solved, and admiring eyes and crisp applause came from the audience.

Counselor Wen Ersig smiled lightly: "Wu Yong, I will have someone send you the textbooks you need in a while." Class is about to start, so sit down and listen to the lecture first. ”

As soon as the words fell, the Chinese-German mixed-race beauty Angel waved her slender white lotus arm towards Wu Yong, and when Wu Yong's gaze was attracted, Angel smiled and blinked her blue and clear eyes, as if suggesting that Wu Yong was sitting beside her.

The beauty sincerely invited, Wu Yong naturally would not miss it. But when he thought of the two sisters of the Meng family, Wu Yong couldn't help but hesitate.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Yong still resolutely walked down the stone steps, three steps and two steps to Angel'er's side.

But as soon as Wu Yong's buttocks sat down, cold sweat broke out on the back of his spine. took a closer look, but found that the little witch was secretly looking back at herself, and her pretty face was full of hatred and disgust.

Wu Yong knew very well that the little witch must have been furious because she didn't sit with the two sisters.

"Grandma's, still staring at Lao Tzu. Could it be that you are riding on my neck and pulling poop, and you want me to say that it is really good. After Wu Yong glanced at the little witch coldly, he couldn't help but slander in his heart.

Seeing that Wu Yong's demeanor was a little unpleasant, Angel timidly asked tentatively, "Classmate Wu Yong, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Wu Yong slowly withdrew his eyes from the little witch, and smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm fine, maybe I'm a little uncomfortable coming to the new school." ”

Speaking of this, staring at Angel's blue and clear deep eyes, Wu Yong couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Your name is Angel, I don't think you are a Chinese, you are a foreign student?" ”

"No, no, no, you're mistaken. I am of mixed race, Chinese and German. My father is Chinese and my mother is German. Angel smiled lightly, her fair cheeks hooked up two cute and small dimples...

As the conversation gradually deepened, the relationship between Wu Yong and Angel gradually became familiar. For Angel, a mixed-race cute girl with two bloodlines, the temperament on her body is naturally the gentle and shyness of a domestic woman, and the cheerful and lively German woman.

The two seemingly incompatible personality traits have been perfectly integrated in Angel, a mixed-race beauty, and they are seamless. makes people invisible, have an indescribable good affection for her.

Through the chat between the two, Wu Yong also learned that today's first class was modern military theory. Professor Zhu Qingtao, who gave the lecture, was very strict, almost perverted.

Although it is only a minor course, the failure rate is 95%. In other words, for the Department of Economics and Management, which has only about 30 people, the average pass rate is only two people at most...

"No, you are studying economics, and it doesn't have anything to do with the military, so it's possible that the school is brain-dead and offers this minor." Wu Yong said with a solemn face.

The curved willow eyebrows frowned slightly, Angel pouted her rosy thin lips, and said in frustration: "Alas, the boy's situation is a little better, and he can make up for it after he tries hard once or twice after failing the course." But for a girl like me who has no interest in military affairs, this modern military theory course is simply a mountain of flames. I'm afraid that I won't be able to pass this course until I graduate. ”

Just when Wu Yong, in order to express his deep sympathy, was about to denounce and criticize the inhumane education system, a burly and tall figure appeared behind the classroom podium.

The man looked to be fifty years old, to say the least, with gray temples and a slender face, but his eyes were piercing, and he seemed to be in good spirits.

Moreover, the old man was also wearing a neat and straight school-level military uniform, and the epaulettes on the broad shoulders indicated that the old man was a major before he retired.

This person is the teacher Zhu Qingtao.

After turning on the projector and the white screen, Zhu Qingtao skillfully controlled the computer and projected an image on the white screen.

There is no red tape in high school, and the teacher will go straight to class when he comes, without the slightest drag.

"Today we're going to do a practice test, and if someone passes the test, they will get 100 points on the final exam." Zhu Qingtao's voice was loud, and he also had the dignity of the army.

"100 points..."

There was an uproar in the audience, as if no one had ever received a perfect score for this military theory course since the school opened it.

After a while, there were sighs and sighs from the audience. Everyone knows in their hearts that there is no pie in the sky at all, and even if there is such a good thing, it will not fall on their heads.

I saw that many students were still gearing up, as if they could really pass this test. The old man sneered: "Hehehe... If this test had been easy, I wouldn't have been able to be the teacher with the highest failure rate. Now I announce that the quiz we are going to have today is a military sandbox game. ”

Military sandbox game?

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Qingtao clicked on the keyboard. Suddenly, a map of military distribution, including depth, mountain height, firepower configuration, army numbers, and troop formation, all appeared on the white curtain.

These data are represented by capital letters, and without people who have been in the combat staff, it is generally impossible to make the sand table so standard, and it can even be described as perfect.

However, Zhu Qingtao, who is known as a perverted professor, still has a conscience, and after explaining the meaning of the letters to the students, he explained in detail to the students in the audience the distribution situation between the enemy and our army.