"Sawyer, I love you too!" "Goddess Sawyer!" "Queen Sawyer!" "Sawyer." "Sawyer." "Sawyer." "Sawyer." The students responded loudly to Angelia's greetings, and when the atmosphere in the field reached a critical point, a burst of heavy metal electric guitar music rang out, like a storm that swept through the audience, completely igniting the enthusiasm of the students.

"The galaxy is surging, the world is shaking, the mountains are collapsing, the earth is cracking, and the tsunami is coming!"

"Little lover, do you know, that is the fire of my love for you, which can make the sun explode, make the moon fall, and turn the sky and the earth into purgatory."

"Little lover, do you want to save this world that is about to collapse? Want to be a hero? ”

"Then come and kiss me, only your kiss can stop me from destroying the world, only your bodily fluids can quench the hot fire......"

In an instant, the passionate singing soared into the sky and spread throughout the ancient arena of Nuoda.

In the rhythmic music, the iron slag subconsciously paused his legs with the ups and downs of the melody.

"Is she beautiful?" Qin Ke'er asked with a little jealousy.

"Okay." Iron Slag didn't think much about it, and responded casually.

"This classmate, I seriously doubt your aesthetics." Eva said earnestly.

It was only then that Iron Slag finally heard the vinegar from their calm tone, and then grinned, pointed to the big stage in the field, and said against his will: "You are much more beautiful than her." ”

"Brother, your eyesight is so good, you can still see her from such a distance." Mu Yuqin interjected unconsciously.

As soon as the words fell, Qin Ke'er and Eva looked at each other at the same time, and Tie Slag suddenly smiled, picked up the binoculars and looked at them, then faced the two girls, and said sincerely: "It does look very ordinary." ”

"No~ I think it's pretty good." Mu Yuqin looked at the venue with a telescope and said without thinking. In an instant, three resentful eyes swept over. In the eyes of the other three girls, she is a little traitor who doesn't have a backache when she stands and talks.

"Brothers, what are you looking at me?" Sensing the strange gaze, Mu Yuqin put down the binoculars and asked with a blank expression.

"It's fine." "Hmm." "You keep looking at yours." 三女光≈dǐng≈diǎn≈小≈ said,.↖.o♂s_(); To put it mildly.

Looking at the strange eyes of the third girl, Mu Yuqin's heart suddenly felt uncomfortable, only to feel isolated, and suddenly made a pretty face, and threatened: "Don't play tricks, otherwise my sister will kill you." The three girls looked at her serious demeanor, looked at each other in unison, and then covered their mouths and laughed.

Seeing this, Mu Yuqin snorted coldly, turned her head and continued to watch the performance, ignoring them no longer.

After this episode, Angelia's performance is also coming to an end. When the singing gradually dissipated, the ethereal shadow sank into the stage. In his place was the dean in a white robe, with a long beard and white hair, and a strong spirit, Ernest.

"Good morning, students." The old man looked around the audience, bowed his head slightly, and said in a steady voice.

"Ernest, good morning." The students shouted loudly, and a huge wave of sound soared into the sky.

"Today is an annual day to reward outstanding students."

"In the last nine hundred and eighty-three years, we have awarded a total of one hundred and eight thousand one hundred and thirty gold-plated certificates, nine thousand and one hundred and twenty-five crimson ribbons, one thousand five hundred and thirty-six silver medals, twenty-six gold medals, and two purple gold medals."

"These people who have been honored, they may have become history and turned into dust, but we will always remember them."

"On this day, I'm going to repeat the question......" Ernest paused and said in a strengthened tone, "what is a hero?" ”

"In my mind, heroes are never perfect, they may have a lot of shortcomings, and even some unbearable pasts, he may have been a thief, a contraband seller, or a vulgar reckless, a coward like a mouse, but ......"

"As long as there is still a trace of good nature in his heart, he yearns for the good things in the world, and has a noble character."

"This character may be bravery, or humility, diligence, loyalty, impartiality, or sacrifice......"

"As long as you have one of them, then he is a hero that I understand and identify with."

Ernest paused for a moment, looked around the audience, and said earnestly: "Here, I sincerely hope that all of you here can become heroes. ”

As soon as the words fell, a frenzy broke out in the venue, and the students shouted neatly: "Ernest, I wish you good health, may you live a long life, and witness our growth." During this time, the iron slag also shouted. Although I can't say how excited I am, it is unprecedented for a person like him who is calm and calm and moody.

His cry at this moment is not to go with the flow, but to be moved from the depths of his heart. In this gray-haired old man, he saw the vast tolerance like the sea. Ernest was deeply touched by his views on heroes. If the hero must be perfect, then he can only watch forever. His past is bloodstained, and he has given up a lot, a lot, in order to survive......

You know, in that extremely harsh living environment, how difficult it is to retain a trace of kindness. Over the years, he knows better than anyone else that this kindness is a luxury that requires how much blood and tears it takes, and how much ruthlessness and betrayal it can have. If it were a comfortable living environment, he believed that he would do better than most people, but God never gave him many choices. He originally thought that in his life, he would never have anything to do with the word "hero". He always thought that he had no qualifications to pursue.

But now, Ernest, the elder of this high position, the head of the world's first academy, told him clearly: "Whatever you have done before, as long as you have good intentions, you can also be a hero." ”

"Brother~ What are you excited about~ A little black face can't be a hero~" It was when his heart was surging and his blood was excited, Mu Yuqin's heart poured down with a bucket of ice water, which made him tremble. Suddenly, the blood was cold, and the heart was cold......

"Yet...... "before we do that," Ernest continued, "let us remember those who have become heroes. ”

"At the end of November last year, there was a war between humans and bee ant colonies in the Dark Jungle; In this war, Alan Rudolph, the former leader of the War Beast Legion, and McTro, the former head of the Black Knights of the North, were attacked by a swarm of bee ants on the way to the mission. ”

Hearing this, Tie Slag subconsciously turned his head and looked at Mu Yuqinxin on the right. And at this moment, the latter also happened to look over. When the four eyes met, I saw that the corners of Mu Yuqin's heart were slightly upturned, revealing a playful smile. If the souls of Alan Rudolph and McCroo were here at this moment, seeing the expressions of the two, they would definitely scold: "Male prostitutes, female thieves, adulterers and adulteresses." ”

"Last month, the Tyr Fortress in the northwest of Desert No. 5 was attacked by a large number of insect tides, and in the battle to defend the human territory, Captain Nick Wagner and Commander Yang Yigu fought bravely and finally died heroically, and are hereby posthumously awarded the Silver Medal."

When Ernest read Captain Nick's name, Iron Slag stood up, his left hand perpendicular to the middle line of his trousers, his right hand with five fingers together on his forehead, his eyes leveled ahead, and solemnly gave a military salute to the ground garrison. Originally, he was born on the ground, and he had a natural hostility to the nobles of Silver City. In his impression, the nobles of Yincheng are all bullying, ruthless, brutal and vicious, and they will be retribution. But Nick's blood and loyalty, as well as his dedication to glory at the end of his life, made him deeply feel the heritage of the nobility of Silver City.

It is precisely because of people like Nick Wagner that for two hundred years, the nobles of Silver City have been able to stand on top of the world, ruling over ordinary people many times their size.

And what brings this qiē is their faith, which is higher than life.

Without faith, there can be no true glory, no true loyalty and unity, and no sacrifice and perseverance. Without faith, this is the sorrow of the people on the ground, the sorrow of the worms.

After posthumously awarding the Silver Medal, Ernest ended his speech. Subsequently, Li Bing, assistant to the secretary general of the student union, took the stage and read out the list of awards. She first read out the list of commendations who received the "gold-plated certificate". About ten minutes later, more than 80 Academy Marines lined up on the stage to receive their awards. Tie Slag picked up the binoculars and looked at it, and found that there were many members of the wolf clan on the stage, and the team member named Ren Yunfei was among them.

Next, Li Bing read out the list of awards for the "Scarlet Ribbon", including porcupines, matches, Tuoba San, Marcus, Qin Keer, and Mu Qianhe.

"Wow~I also have a prize~" Qin Ke'er exclaimed excitedly.

"Ke'er, quickly give your dad a voice message, and ask him to go and see if the ancestral grave at home is smoking." Mu Qianhe pursed his lips and laughed.

"Your ancestral grave is smoking, and your entire ancestral grave is smoking." Qin Ke'er raised his small fist and shouted not to be outdone.

"I'm leaving~" Mu Qianhe stood up, smiled at the iron slag, and then took Qin Ke'er's hand and walked out of the VIP area, walking along the red carpet to the stage below.

After about five or six minutes, more than twenty men and women stood on the stage, received the crimson ribbon symbolizing courage from the hands of the hostess, and with their help, draped diagonally along their left shoulder. It didn't take long for Qin Ke'er to put on a ribbon and take Mu Qianhe's hand and run back to the VIP seat.

A few minutes, Li Bing began to read out the list of commendations for the next batch of silver badges: "Please, Wang Hu, deputy head of the Wolf Clan Legion, Jerome, staff officer of the Wolf Clan, and Song Haohe, head of the Tiger Ben Legion, ......"

Tie Slag listened intently to the list, but until Li Bing finished reading it, he didn't hear his name. He suddenly felt bad, and from yesterday's process, the awarding ceremony of the silver medal was the last part of the conference.

After doing it for a long time, he, the regiment commander and commander, did not even have a silver medal. Although he is not greedy for vanity, this is really disgusting, everyone around him has it, but he doesn't, how can this work.