All Stars Are My Food Fans

After Xiao Mao left, Principal Lao Fu entered the teacher system of the Mecha Soldier Department and looked at Jiang Qiuqiu's data.

The increase in spiritual power is truly amazing.

The number of times to go to the virtual computer room is indeed large, and I go there when I have time. The young people are quite persevering.

The gravity room is also frequented.

It looks like a good seed.

I will review it again tomorrow. If the review passes, there will be another teenager in the field.

After thinking about it, he copied Jiang Qiuqiu's file and stored it in his personal space, and underneath Jiang Qiuqiu's file was Huo Jia's name.

It's night time.

Slightly hungry, General Lao Fu opened a tube of nutrient solution.

It's almost 7 o'clock, and it's time to start the exercise mecha. After exercising, take a shower and just go to sleep.

Just as he was about to act, he found a message from an old man on the terminal.

Old Fu, how are you doing recently?

Not bad. General Lao Fu: Why did you suddenly send a message? Is there something wrong, Dean Zhu?

You can't talk to old friends when you have nothing to do?

...

Principal Lao Fu didn't know what to say: You? You don't look like someone who knows how to reminisce, right?

What's the matter? Let's get down to business, you know I don't like greetings.

Okay, okay, it's too boring to chat with you, I just want to ask you one thing-

Um?

Tomorrow, there may be a student in your department who wants to ask for more than a dozen theoretical class vacations on and off. Please allow it. The regulations of the Mecha Soldier Department stipulate that both the teacher and the assistant class teacher can only take small vacations, that is, the continuous time is not allowed. More than 2 days of leave, more than two days to find the first batch.

Jiang Qiuqiu took more than ten classes on and off, and he had to find Lao Fu before he could get a leave.

Let's leave? For this kind of thing? Principal Lao Fu asked: Your junior, what's the matter, so anxious?

It's not the juniors in the family, it's not my business! The reason is that he can't hold back this person, and the matter is about to be made public. Zhu Tiansheng explained what happened this afternoon.

Including the receipt of the dual-line notice, in Class A, natural persons, and growth-oriented spiritual power are all mentioned in it.

I don't want to be special either. You know, Principal Lao Fu, for talents, we can handle special cases.

She is truly a rare talent!

Zhu Tiansheng, who had discovered the little genius, was full of joy and kept moving forward.

Principal Lao Fu came back to his senses and said, Is the student you fancy named Jiang Qiuqiu?

!

How do you know? She's going to ask for leave today?

That's not true. It was one of my students who mentioned her and said that she was very talented in turning armor.

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What kind of talent? Is it like Mosi, the blade of the Empire?

Are you stupid? How is it possible that there is only one Mosi in the entire Federation.

But in terms of spiritual healing, she has as much talent and aura as mine. You know, Zhu Tiansheng is also one of the ceilings of the spiritual healing department.

She's still addicted to the mecha department. You can give her a leave. I'm going to find some way to make her fall in love with the spirit department. Come here!

It's a big deal, she's a healer for a group, you know—

I know, I'll be on leave.

By the way, don't say it was me, thank you in advance, principal!

Rather urgent.

Even more eager than Xiaomao.

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The next morning, just after the class was over, Jiang Qiuqiu, under the leadership of Teacher Mao, went to the exclusive office of the Dean of the Mecha Department.

On the way, Teacher Mao told Jiang Qiuqiu: Go in later, the dean may ask you to do something and see your performance.

Do you have the strongest strength to know?

Jiang Qiuqiu could vaguely guess what was going on, so he nodded again and again.

After a while, the office appeared in front of the two of them.

Please come in.

teacher!

Hello, Dean. Jiang Qiuqiu greeted politely.

Principal Lao Fu glanced at the girl in front of him and let her put on a virtual helmet.

When Xiao Mao, who was standing next to Jiang Qiuqiu, heard the words Virtual Helmet, his expression changed slightly.

Lao Fu glanced at him and shook his head.

People don't belong to us.

Too sleepy, tomorrow morning.