Lose 100 million today

The fight between Chuzheng and Jinglan made Jinglan acquiesce in the existence of Chuzheng and Xiaojiu and stopped instructing them to work.

Professor Wei told Jinglan about his beating, and Jinglan looked like "I forgot, you can do whatever you say."

Chu Zheng, the fuse, was passed over lightly.

In the end, no punishment was given for this matter. Jing Lan hit the teacher, and I didn't know how to deal with it in the end.

Anyway, in the end, nothing bad was spread in the school.

Those in the dormitory are all walking around when they see her now.

Since Chuzheng and Xiaojiu were students, they had to go to class, but Jinglan didn't want to teach at all and spent the whole day either drinking or sleeping.

Chuzheng and Jinglan hadn't spoken since that day, and it was as if they couldn't see each other.

Chuzheng looked at the specimens on the shelf. These specimens should be fake, a bit like animals on the pre-interstellar earth.

"interested in?"

A man's voice sounded from behind.

Then Chuzheng smelled the smell of alcohol.

The wine was fruity, sweet, and not very strong.

"There are books over there. If you are interested, you can study on your own." The man's voice faded away: "But don't ask me, I don't understand."

Chuzheng looked back at him: "You don't know what kind of teacher you are?"

Jinglan held on to the edge of the table and sat on it.

He said confidently: "There are no students anyway."

Chuzheng: "..."

Jing Lan has a bad temper most of the time, always impatient, like a dynamite basket, whoever touches it will explode.

But today, he seemed peaceful.

Chuzheng could understand Jinglan.

From being a proud son of heaven to being reduced to a waste, burdened with infamy and criticized by the world, no one can cross that hurdle.

In addition to having a bad temper and drinking all day long, Jing Lan is still neat and tidy, not slovenly, and is very handsome.

Chuzheng had never seen him drunk.

But sometimes there is a misty light in those blue eyes, which is faint and a little penetrating.

It's best not to mess with him at this time.

Otherwise, it's not a dynamite basket, it's an atomic bomb.

Chuzheng said nothing and looked at the specimens quietly.

Jing Lan looked at her with squinted eyes, then looked away after a moment, lay down on the table, and fell asleep soon after.

-

Chuzheng had not seen Xie Wanwan since that day.

But I have heard a lot of rumors about Xie Wanwan.

Xie Wanwan's mental strength was tested to be A+. People like this are always the friends of others wherever they go.

Therefore, although Xie Wanwan has not been in the academy for a long time, she is still a celebrity.

"Boss, do you want to test your mental power?" Xiaojiu lay on the table, his eyes rolling: "If you can test your mental power, you will be very developed."

In fact, there are some abnormalities in mental power, such as electrical appliances malfunctioning, and strange things always happening around you...

In the memory of the original owner, nothing strange happened.

She has also tried other methods, but it seems that there is no mental power.

Knock knock…

There was a knock on the door.

Xiaojiu got up and went to open the door. After a while, he came back with a bad expression: "Boss, tell us to go down and participate in military training."

Chuzheng: "??"

What the hell?

What does military training for new students have to do with us?

And shouldn’t this matter be given far in advance?

What does this announcement mean at the beginning?

Chuzheng walked to the door and saw that most of the people were ready, with uniform clothes and marching backpacks, very orderly.

"Boss, I think they just didn't notify us on purpose."

"Oh, that's what I said. There is a notice downstairs. Don't you know how to read it yourself?" The person in the next room came out and happened to hear this, so he answered it in a sour tone.

Xiaojiu: "..."

She hasn't really seen it yet.

Not to mention Chuzheng, who would not squint when he went in and out every day, he would see some notice somewhere.

There were a lot of interested looks in the corridor.

Chuzheng saw from a distance that the girls who had made trouble last time were giving her the middle finger provocatively.

It seemed that they blocked it intentionally and no one informed them.

It seems that the treat last time was not sincere enough!

"Don't you prepare anything?"

The person in the other dormitory looked at them hesitantly.

"This... the teacher should have informed you..."

The notice was first sent to professors and teachers.

Jing Lan, who didn't consider himself a teacher at all, forgot about it after seeing it, and how could he remember talking to Chu Zheng.

News from the dormitory was blocked. Their department of paleontology had no other living creatures, so how could they know about it.

-

However, when they gathered together, Chuzheng and Xiaojiu still changed into clothes, and no one knew where she got them.

On the college's ridiculously large playground, there are small aircraft parked at this time, and there are military personnel to maintain order, and students are boarding the aircraft one by one.

Most of them use one aircraft per system. If there are a small number of people, two systems use one aircraft.

There is a teacher or professor watching the conductor.

Chuzheng and Xiaojiu are different...

They didn't even see Jing Lan's shadow.

Xie Wanwan and her companions were boarding the aircraft together.

"Looking at them like that, they are quite pitiful." A companion sneered.

"Where did the things on them come from? Didn't they not be notified?"

"Isn't it someone who tipped them off?"

"It's impossible, I told you everything."

Xie Wanwan pushed them: "It's our turn, come up quickly."

Everyone immediately stopped talking and walked to the aircraft.

Xie Wanwan looked over there and saw someone running from a distance, saying something to them and leading them to the side.

When people came up from behind, Xie Wanwan took a quick glance and saw only a few aircraft parked there. Those aircraft were used by school professors and teachers, and were different from their aircraft.

-

Professor Wei arranged Chu Zheng and Xiao Jiu in his aircraft.

Jing Lan was also there, with his head covered with clothes and some chestnut-brown hair poking out from the edges.

His hands were pressed in front of him, his posture somewhat casual.

"Wake up." Professor Wei kicked Jinglan: "Excuse me, old man, this is your student, please take good care of him!"

Jing Lan moved but said nothing.

Professor Wei's head was very big: "You can find a place to sit by yourselves."

The person the principal said he wanted to take care of.

Professor Wei comforted himself and arranged seats for Chu Zheng and Xiao Jiu. Unexpectedly, Jing Lan suddenly pulled down his clothes, turned his head and looked at Chu Zheng with half-squinted eyes: "Sit inside."

He moved his feet away just enough for Chuzheng to pass.

Professor Wei didn't know what the trouble was with Jinglan.

Chuzheng only glanced at him, calmly walked in and sat inside.

Professor Wei wanted to say something, but thought better of it and let Xiaojiu sit down by himself.

"As a teacher, shouldn't you inform me that there is military training today?"

"Didn't I notify you?"

"Did you notify me?" In a dream? !

"Oh, I forgot."

"..."

Jinglan pulled her clothes back and continued to sleep.

The aircraft started up quickly. Chu Zheng's side was transparent and you could see below.

The group of students haven't moved yet.