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This wave of gossip has been circulating for a few days, and Luo Ting, the vice president of His Royal Highness Noah's support club, has been successfully passed on as well-known in the whole school as His Highness Noah himself, and the limelight even overwhelmed him. Professor De's research group received such explosive news.

Noah didn't care about it when he knew about it. Now he puts all his attention on the daily course training of the mecha department. In order to withstand the load and strain caused by long-term driving of the mecha, their training intensity is so high that People are amazed.After the training course started, even Vitans didn't have the energy to bring people out to show off.

His Royal Highness Noah has become very picky about eating because of his hard work, and has repeatedly hinted to Luo Ting that he does not want to eat the nutrient solution anymore. Although Luo Ting expressed his face full of question marks, he still delivered meals to his door every day out of a caring heart.

As a result, Noah even had a take-away lunch box for noon the next day. At first, the students expressed their admiration for His Royal Highness's extravagant and time-wasting behavior. The snacks were distributed to everyone, and the lucky students said that His Royal Highness is very simple, I choose nutrient solution!

Whether Luo Ting's craftsmanship has improved or not is very clear to him. Noah is the only one who eats happily and never refuses anyone who comes. He eats whatever Luo Ting does, and he eats everything every time. He also had doubts about his cooking skills, but as long as he stuttered and took a bite, his sanity would immediately return.

"Ugh……"

Noah looked up at him suspiciously, thinking that he was still upset about the gossip: "Don't think about it, it's actually not a rumor... As long as I ignore this kind of thing, it will pass in two days."

"Eat, eat, eat, you can't stop your mouth." Luo Ting snapped back angrily, Noah bit his fork and smiled innocently.

"Today they told me that during the Snow Elf Festival, the queen mother will come to attend the sacrifice."

Noah dropped a depth charge as if chatting, and Luo Ting's hand holding the fork froze: "Is she here to take you back?"

"Can she take it away?" Noah looked at him with a half-smile, "Are you worried about me?"

"Yes, I'm very worried. If you go back with her now, it's equivalent to returning to the life of the previous 11 years, and you may not have a chance to escape in the future." Luo Ting put down the things in his hand and looked at him fixedly. His voice was gentle and mellow, and he said a word without any shyness.

Instead, Noah was taken aback by what he said, and turned away uncomfortably. He took a sip of ice water to calm down, and took out an invitation letter from his bag and handed it to Luo Ting.

"This is the invitation letter from the Menia Planet University through the Mecha Division Competition Association. I have officially approved it through the association, and the time is right after the Snow Elf Festival."

Luo Ting looked at it for a while, and said: "It turns out that these clubs are not only in charge of the affairs of the school, but also communicate with each other about the affairs of other schools. This is also good. You should pay more attention during the mech training class and see who can participate. Come in...why are you blushing?"

He belatedly asked this question, and Noah stabbed a piece of animal meat with a fork angrily, and bluffed: "I'm so hot! Let's talk about the team formation slowly, and the association also said that it will help keep an eye on the candidates. It's useless for me to worry."

"This can't be said slowly. The candidate must be determined early. Let's train it. We can't let others use you to gain reputation. I'm afraid this kind of thing will happen in the future. It's best to deter people the first time."

Noah was pleased by his resolute "we" tone, and smiled while holding his chin: "Okay, listen to you, I will go to the association to pick people tomorrow."

"Well, I have an astral aesthetics class tomorrow morning, please wait for me a moment, I will go there with you after class." Luo Ting flipped through the class schedule, and finally made a decision.

The next day, Luo Ting packed up his things early and went to class, only to find that he was still dragging his tail. Noah sat beside him openly, accepting the baptism of eyes from the whole classroom calmly.

"What are you doing here?"

"I read the course introduction and found this course very interesting. I want to take this course. Why... I'm not welcome?"

"Welcome, welcome!" Luo Ting was about to speak, but was interrupted by other students in the classroom. I don't know who took the lead, and everyone applauded happily.

As soon as Professor Jevant entered the classroom, he was taken aback by the wonderful atmosphere. He was also a little flattered when he saw Noah clearly: "I am very glad that you like my class, Noah. Now many students think that There is no need to take the aesthetics class, as long as you spend enough time in attendance, you can get enough credits. This is all my fault, and I will try my best to get rid of this problem from this semester on.”

He didn't care about the faces of the students below who were already smiling, and said to himself: "The study of astral aesthetics is a long-term and boring thing. It is true that this is the beauty of mathematics, physics, and space-time. But in all research At the basic stage, all of them are a lot of repetitive calculations. Although we have benefited from the optical brain to liberate human computing power, the computing power assistance can never be separated from the human body. This is a very boring thing. Please Students must be prepared for 12 points."

"Of course, we won't talk about such a serious topic today. Let's first talk about the understanding of beauty." Professor Jevent changed the subject and began to complain about the current level of aesthetics. Come on, "Let's take a look, this video is only 30 years old, and our aesthetic standards have undergone tremendous changes."

There was some whispering in the classroom, and the sharp-eyed students already recognized the younger man in the photo as Professor Fabo, the director of the Mecha Department. Beside him was a beautiful woman with a gentle temperament standing arm in arm with him. It seemed to be his wife, and they occasionally communicated in a low voice, causing the woman to bow her head and smile.

Luo Ting keenly felt that she looked familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that he had never seen her before.

Seeing his serious expression, Noah couldn't help biting his ears: "Why, fascinated by her?"

Luo Ting looked at her in astonishment and almost laughed out loud.

"What's the matter? She is really beautiful." Noah said it as a matter of course, "The light temperament type was popular for a while before, and even the old image of my mother was very simple."

Luo Ting looked at the video carefully again. This woman is indeed not very beautiful according to the current aesthetics, but the beauty is not in the skin, and her graceful and peaceful temperament is indeed difficult for many people today.

Professor Jevent spoke with great enthusiasm, but Rodin's thoughts stayed on the image of Professor Faber and his wife, Noah couldn't bear it anymore and pinched his waist: "It's not so beautiful, is it??? "