The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

After morning exercises, the students rushed to the cafeteria in a mighty procession.

Shang Yue went to get food in advance. The other sentries were worried that the two would leave after eating, so they gave up the short time they had together.

"Boss, we'll go get food too, and we can save a seat for you."

Ling Si didn't understand their motive for reporting everything, he nodded absentmindedly, paying attention to the news on the computer. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked him to go out on the weekend.

Prince: [Xiao Si, I have things to do in the palace. I may not be able to go to school until next week.]

Ling Si: [When can we meet again? ]

At this time, the Prince's Mansion.

The tall sentry in bright yellow prince's uniform was sitting at the desk in the study, holding his forehead with some helplessness. The first thing that the Duke's son thought of was the competition, and as for attending the meeting, the purpose was also to avoid offending him so that he would agree to the competition.

Various memorials and documents were piled up on the table like a small mountain, and there were still some opened and being processed in front of him. Taking advantage of the break in the training at noon, Feng Jinqing told Ling Si the address and time of the meeting.

Prince: [‘Location’.]

Prince: [I will pick you up then.]

Ling Si: [......]

Seeing that Feng Jinqing did not reveal any intention of competing with him, Ling Si no longer had the intention to reply. He turned off the computer and walked towards the cafeteria.

The crowd was moving, and from time to time someone would bump into him. Instead of apologizing, those people would run away in unison. The popularity added a bit of heat to the cafeteria, and Ling Si couldn't find anyone for a few minutes, so he felt a little irritable and just found a random queue to line up.

Ling Si was browsing the various news on Starnet with his head down, scanning the mixed so-called news that lacked authenticity out of boredom. Suddenly, a high-pitched voice brought him back to his senses for a moment.

Ling Si just glanced over casually and lowered his head with disinterest. Unexpectedly, the man's voice did not decrease but became louder and louder. The students were chattering and discussing, and all eyes were focused on the young sentry in the middle of the team.

"The former No. 1 in our school was unwilling to challenge someone to a competition, but he won the competition with that kind of means. That sentinel from a marginal star has no power and influence, so he can only be bullied in silence."

The sentry continued, "More than a dozen authoritative teachers from the First Military Academy jointly evaluated the result, and he was the only one who doubted the professionalism of the teacher. I think there should be a limit to being unwilling. Can't he compete in private? Why did he have to let the whole school know that he was bullying a marginal star?"

"Just because you have a title at home, you can do whatever you want!?"

His companions thought he was crazy, grabbed his clothes, and said through gritted teeth: "Stop talking, are you crazy?"

The sentry who was speaking loudly did not notice that the people around him were looking at him with an indescribable mocking look. He continued talking to himself, thinking that he was a righteous judge, and his eyes kept looking in the direction of the Duke's son.

His companions couldn't stand him, so they left the team and merged into the crowd.

When the sentry caught a glimpse of Ling Si's gaze, his heart grew more and more inflated, his cheeks turned red, and he spit on his companion who was leaving, saying that he was flattering, and by the way, he implied the object of his suspected flattery.

Listening to the boy's long accusations against him, Ling Si finally looked up from his brain. Not far away, the sentries who always followed him saw where he was and waved their hands frantically, trying to get through the crowd, but because there were too many people, it took some time.

Guessing that Shang Yue had already prepared his meal, Ling Si simply walked out of the team. The sentry who spread the rumor was three teams away from him. The young man stared silently at the boy who was still talking nonsense in the cafeteria, his black pupils deep.

The students between the sentry and Ling Si felt uneasy as they heard the contradictory words. They left their teams one after another, leaving a space between the two of them. The sentry talked excitedly, his face flushed all the way to his neck.

Suddenly meeting the icy gaze of the Duke's son, the sentinel's brain temperature dropped sharply, and the emotions controlled by adrenaline returned. His face instantly turned pale as paper, like a rooster with its neck strangled.

The discussion in the cafeteria slowly cooled down. This huge place, accommodating thousands of people, returned to silence within a few seconds. The instructor in charge of maintaining order in the cafeteria was shocked by the appeal of the Duke's son. While the order was maintained, his heart was also lifted.

Sometimes safety means a precursor to a crisis to some extent.

There is a high possibility that the two will fight.