The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

The crowd dispersed, making it easier for the sentries who were struggling to find the person. The sudden change in the atmosphere in the cafeteria also made Shang Yue, who was placing food not far away, aware that something was wrong. A few students were discussing around him.

"That guy just now was crazy. If you want to attract the young duke's attention, you should use a more sensible method."

"Maybe he thinks he's the innocent and reckless little white flower in the ancient Earth novels, and that this will make the overbearing president say 'Woman, you're so interesting'?"

"What a fool! The young duke will only hate him more. Let's find someone to teach him a lesson."

......

Little Duke was their unspoken nickname for the Duke's son, and it would never be mentioned in front of the real owner, so naturally they never thought that it would be known by Shang Yue who wanted to know the situation.

The dinner plate hit the table with a dull sound. The people who were whispering suddenly looked up and met the cold and dark face of the handsome sentry. They wanted to bury their heads in the dinner plate and secretly slap themselves on the stinky mouth, wondering why they could not control themselves.

Fortunately, Shang Yue didn't want to argue with them. He put down what he was holding and straightened his back like a taut string. The onlookers only felt a gust of wind passing by, and a scream was heard in the cafeteria.

"what--"

The sentries that were originally surrounding Ling Si all rushed forward, some were responsible for separating the two, while others kicked them secretly. The sentries on the ground were beaten and screamed, and their black training uniforms were stained with a few gray footprints.

Everyone was paying attention to what the Duke's son would do. The line for food moved slowly and no one wanted to miss it.

Ling Si was somewhat annoyed by their reckless behavior. He took a few steps forward and grabbed one of the sentries. The man turned around angrily with an angry look on his face. After seeing who he was, his eyes immediately became clear. He stood up with force and said, "Boss..."

"Shang Yue."

The sound is calm and clean.

The young sentry who controlled the rumormonger paused, slowly stood up, and without looking at him, walked to his side with his head down, his black hair hanging down, like a large dog that had made a mistake.

After the show was over, the instructor blew the whistle suddenly, calling everyone back to their senses. "What are you doing over there? Don't disrupt the order, or you'll be put in solitary confinement."

The dusty sentry on the ground had lost his previous arrogance, and his face was twisted in pain. The people who followed Ling Si were very sensible. Although they beat him, it was painful for sure, but they were all minor injuries.

Ling Si looked at the staggering boy and asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

"......." The boy didn't dare to look at him.

"You have experienced the consequences of spreading rumors." Ling Si sneered, and his fingers gently stroked the light brain, showing that he didn't care. "It's just a matter of time."

The boy gritted his teeth and stood there with his head down. He was indeed awakened by the beating. No one stood on his side. His companions had long disappeared. Although the instructor was maintaining order, he did not take a step forward from beginning to end.

He was surrounded by mocking looks from his classmates. After Ling Si took his people away, he also left under everyone's gaze.

Chen Zheng walked towards the cafeteria, and it was getting quieter and quieter. He was only a few minutes late today, and there was no food?

When I walked into the gate, I almost bumped into a sentry. The man was walking very fast and straight, as if there was a ghost chasing him.

The voices gradually revived, and Chen Zheng received some obscure and complicated gazes. When he looked over, he didn't know who the owner was, and it seemed as if everyone was looking at him.

No, it should be the person who just walked out.

Chen Zheng looked back and saw that the cafeteria entrance was bustling with people, but he was nowhere to be seen.

It took ten minutes to prepare the meal.

Looking around, there was not a single empty seat. Everyone was busy and people kept leaving the cafeteria, but there were no more seats.

Just as Chen Zheng was about to find a place to squat, an impolite male voice came from in front of him: "Hey, the boss is looking for you."

Chen Zheng looked up and saw someone he didn't recognize.

The strange classmate didn't bother to look at him, his eyes were always fixed on one place. Following his line of sight, Chen Zheng easily found the arrogant young master.

He stood up and said, "Let's go."

Ling Si was looking at the laptop, his thin white fingers were nimble and agile, as if he was editing a message. There was no plate in front of him, and the sentry on his right was holding chopsticks, looking for something in it with his head down, and put the thing he picked up on his own plate.

Chen Zheng stood there for a while before Ling Si raised his head. In order to make it easier to talk to the man, he sent the sentry opposite him away and pointed in a direction, "Go do it over there."

The sentry was visibly disappointed, but he didn't dare disobey him. He could only give up his seat with his plate in hand, almost breaking his back teeth.

Chen Zheng sat down without any burden, "What's the matter?"

Something must have happened on the other end of the optical brain to make him happy. The young sentinel's eyebrows relaxed, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows loosened, revealing the white marks of being squeezed by the skin. His expression was relaxed, exuding a happy atmosphere. "We found a few suspected people, come to the training room tonight."

"understood."

Chen Zheng picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. When he looked up again, a plate appeared in front of Ling Si. After sending the message, he began to eat seriously.

Turning his eyes to the right, he saw that the sentry who always followed Ling Si had a small pile of green peppers on his plate. The boy was putting them into his mouth one bite at a time with an unchanged expression, as if this was a very normal thing.

If he were to go to the front line if he were to be so picky about food, he wouldn’t even be able to drink nutritional supplements.

Nutrient supplements are mostly used to supplement the nutrients needed by the human body when supplies are scarce. They always lack in taste and are a common sight on the front lines.

Chen Zheng interrupted his thoughts, what does it have to do with him.

.......

It had been more than ten minutes, and Feng Jinqing hadn't received a reply from Ling Si. She knew that without the right bargaining chips, the meeting at the weekend would most likely be canceled. After all, there was no law that stipulated that one had to attend an invitation from the royal family.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sighed. In order to have a brief period of peace together, he had to temporarily lose a little freedom and become a sparring partner.

Prince: [The battle system of the Prince's Mansion has been upgraded. Will you try it with me after the palace banquet? ]

A long time passed, so long that Feng Jinqing thought Ling Si would not reply, and she just continued to read the documents.

Ling Si: [I am looking forward to meeting His Highness. ]

Ling Si: [SmileJPG.]

The arrogant little duke was willing to give a smile and a meal to anyone who agreed to compete with him.

Ever since he failed in the last competition with the two royal brothers, he has been training to improve himself. Unfortunately, his place was taken when school started, and he couldn't find anyone to take the test, so Chen Zheng rushed up like a fool.

Although there were some twists and turns in the middle, there has been some progress after all.

Now there are three people waiting for the competition. They can compete with the crown prince and the third prince first, and then when they return to school, there is Chen Zheng.

Thinking of this, Ling Si glanced at the man eating opposite him. Chen Zheng was tall and ate quickly. By this time, his plate was empty and he took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe his mouth.

Noticing the gaze from the opposite side, Chen Zheng raised his eyes and was stunned for a second: "What's wrong?"

Shang Yue sat up straight, looked at Ling Si, then glanced at Chen Zheng, and chewed the rice in his mouth slowly, with no taste.

"Have you used the training room recently?" Ling Si asked.

Chen Zheng nodded: "I used the treatment cabin twice."

It's good to have used it, so it will be easier next time when you compete. Seeing that he had finished his meal, Ling Si let him go: "You can go."

The man didn't understand and didn't intend to ask, so he turned and left.

Ling Si poked the rice with chopsticks. Apart from the nutrition, the food at the First Military Academy was not that great. He was already full. He looked at the group of sentries around him. Their plates were all empty. They were sitting upright in their chairs like elementary school students in class. When they noticed his gaze, their expressions changed.

The sentry on the left immediately changed his sitting position and faced Ling Si, his eyes full of expectation, "Boss, are you full? I'm still hungry, can you give it to me?"

"I'm not full yet, give it to me."

"Give it to me. I eat more."

The quiet table immediately became noisy. Ling Si casually pushed the plate to the boy on his left, and under the eager gazes of the other boys, he said, "The cafeteria isn't closed yet, go get it yourself."

For those who can stay with Ling Si, regardless of how privileged their family background is, at least eating is not a problem. Is it necessary to be so frugal?

The sentry on the left was flattered at first and then, from an angle where Ling Si couldn't see, he gave a provocative and complacent smile to the other sentries.

The sentinels sat back down immediately after they had stood up, and changed their tone: "We are full, and we have to take a lunch break later, so we can't eat any more."

Ling Si thought they were in trouble and were too embarrassed to tell them, so he picked up the meal card on the table and threw it to them: "Remember to return it to me."

Before Shang Yue could stop them, a group of boys opposite him slammed their hands on the table, and a pair of slender wheat-colored fingers snatched the meal card from his palm.

Shang Yue tilted his head and whispered, "They are joking."

In contrast to his low and gentle voice, his gaze like an icy cone pierced the playful sentinels. The sentinels froze, cursed inwardly, and obediently handed over their meal cards.

If he wasn't weaker in strength, there would be no need to be afraid of Shang Yue.

They are all dogs, yet they act noble.

Ling Si took back the meal card with some doubt and gave it to Shang Yue for safekeeping. He was the one who got meals on weekdays, so he always kept the meal card.

Shang Yue took out a disinfectant wipe and wiped it several times before carefully putting it into his pocket.