Shen Sanjie is proud of a large part of the reason.

After just a day or two of getting along, his illustrious family background has been curried over by many people in the class.

Yongbei Hou, after all, is a first-class marquis in the northwest area of Shenghua City, and he is in charge of the power of the three armies, and he is a powerful faction.

In the future, even if Shen Sanjie can't inherit the title, he will at least be able to get a military commander and millions of soldiers within the Galaxy Army.

You must know that the internal establishment of the Galaxy Army is different from the external establishment.

With millions of sergeants in the Galaxy Army, it is completely possible to defeat more than a dozen first-class colonial planets.

Most of the people who came to study at Purple Feather Academy were military personnel.

They all want to develop in the army, once they can't be successfully selected for Ziyuanwei, they will be dropped out of school and reassigned to the army, which is the only way out.

Some people with brains and careful thinking are thinking that if they stammer and climb up to Shen Sanjie, they will be able to serve in the Yongbei Hou Mansion in the future.

It's good to enjoy the shade with your back against the tree!

The first-class marquis, in the entire Galactic Alliance, is a well-known big man!

Yongbei Hou Mansion is the vast main star, a good place for many hot-blooded men to yearn for Congrong.

"Shen Shizi, that pariah, it's really hateful! offended the son of the world and made the son unhappy. A few of us will definitely embarrass him and make a fool of himself! ”

A few people nodded and said.

Shen Sanjie's eyes burst out with a cold light.

"It's nature! It's still a long time, I will play slowly with him, and I will let him know what it is, life is better than death! ”

Shen Sanjie said ruthlessly.

"Shen Shizi, he is eloquent and strategic, and he will definitely be able to catch a mere pariah! Little sister, right here, bless the son, success immediately! ”

Shen Sanjie's female classmate leaned into Shen Sanjie's chest flatteringly.

Shen Sanjie was not polite, and her big hand slammed into the lesbian table and ravaged it fiercely.

In addition, Shen Sanjie and a group of more than 20 people formed a small group.

Thirty-five classes, more than 90 students, there are other small groups.

For example, a small group of wealthy merchant families headed by Jia Fei.

Also, a small group of girls led by a beautiful girl.

In addition, there are still a few small groups of other forces, and these small groups are all led by some wealthy families or young masters in the army, and they are formed spontaneously.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Places like schools are not exempt from vulgarity.

Especially a famous colonel like Purple Feather Academy, a mecha era.

In the academy, there are also invisible, swords and swords, and cruel competition.

"Jingle bell!"

The class bell rang.

This class is a political and governance class, and the teacher is taught by an old professor.

This old professor likes to talk about the distribution of the major planets and even major galaxies in the mecha era, as well as the competition among them.

"Knock knock!"

The classroom door rang.

The old professor, who didn't like it very much, was interrupted in the middle of class.

Holding back the anger in his heart, the old professor snorted coldly: "Come in!" ”

"Zhiya!"

The door opened, and Nantian walked in dirty.

"Report to the teacher!"

Nantian is polite and authentic.

The old professor frowned, and looked at Nantian with disdain.

"It's been so long for class, why are you late? What did you do last night? Going to be a thief? Night owls? ”

The old professor scolded.

Nantian shook his head and replied truthfully: "I was farming yesterday and planted the field all day!" ”