Medicine Jar [Interstellar]

"The result of the joint school showdown is out!"

After a few days of statistics, the total data of the campus duel league has been calculated. At this moment, the principal is desperately refreshing the optical brain data and wants to know the school's ranking as soon as possible.

"It's out, come out, director, let me tell you, this time our school's single-player duel score will definitely surpass any previous one, and it will lead by a large margin. Believe it or not." The principal said this to the director while congratulating brain.

"Principal, are you sure?" The director saw the result first, and he was a little afraid that the principal would not accept it.

"I do..."

The first thing to show is the results of the single-player battle. The elementary school fell from the original top [-] to outside the top [-]. This was an unexpected result. Why did they squeeze out of the top [-] after [-] days after being squeezed into the top [-] in the first five days?The momentary joy made the principal feel a little embarrassed. He clearly emphasized with the teachers that we must pay more attention to it. Although this ranking is indeed higher than before, it is far from the expectation of entering the top [-]. Bar.

"Let the teachers of all classes come to me for a meeting!" The principal ordered his secretary robot.

"Does Teacher An Ran from class f need to be called?" the robot asked.

"Scream! If you don't participate in the competition, you will hinder the school, and I will deduct his salary!" The old man sat there angrily, waiting for the teachers to come to him.

"Principal, are you sure you don't want to check the team battles? Maybe there will be surprises in the team battles." The dean asked, and he felt that the rankings in this league are different among schools, and it is not necessarily a student who lost [-] places. It's their fault, let alone the teacher's fault. This deduction of wages is the money for food, so it's a little serious.

"Don't check, what to check, the results of team battles every year are not as good as individual battles~" There is no level limit for team battles, and senior students can also participate. If the elementary school is good, there will be ghosts.

After a while, An Ran went to the principal's office again.The number of times I have been here recently has been several times that of usual.

Several teachers had obviously checked the results, and looking at the headmaster's face, he knew that criticism would be inevitable.

The headmaster didn't speak for a long time, so he asked when he saw that everyone didn't mean to mention it.

"Do you have anything to say about the results of this competition?"

"I feel that although the results of the individual finals have regressed compared to the fifth day, it is unpredictable after all, but our team competition has improved, so it seems that we still..."

The head teacher of Class A explained.

"I don't listen to this. I just want to know how I lost so many names after leading so much in the first five days. I have told you many times that you must pay attention to this matter! As a result, you give I have such a result."

The elementary school wants to get a high ranking only in the individual competition, so every year the school spends a lot of energy on the individual competition. I thought I could squeeze into the top [-] this time, but it turned out to be nothing but joy. .

"And An Ran, I have said many times that students must be organized to participate in the competition this year, but you, you follow your students all day long at the other end of the dormitory, and you don't have classes!" The principal seemed really angry this time. , Every class has to be criticized with full firepower.

"Did I take the students to participate?" An Ran explained, not only did he take the students to participate, but the team statistics sent to him were not bad.

"Participated?" The headmaster was taken aback. Could it be that his information was wrong?

"I did participate, because the school didn't have enough machines for Class F, so the machines we found ourselves competed in the area of ​​the dormitory.

"Secretary, please confirm." The principal felt that the expression on his face was becoming more and more uncontrollable, so he confirmed with his robot secretary.

"Confirmation is successful. Class F participated in more than 300 individual competitions in the first five days of the competition, and there were zero individual competitions and 67 team battles in the next ten days."

This data can prove many things. Their lead in the first five days is likely to be due to the joining of class f. Otherwise, how could they have lost so many rankings after five days? There is not much difference between each school, and class f participated again. After three hundred games, it will definitely have an impact on the battle situation.

"Okay, let's be like this, what I said in the meeting that day, I said don't be dazzled by the victory, and there are still ten days before you must pay attention to individual battles. Now you don't want to fight all the battles and go to team battles. How can I say hello!" The principal complained angrily.

"You didn't invite me to the meeting that day?" An Ran felt even more bewildered. No one told him the importance of individual battles, so he followed his own steps to arrange team battles for the children, and no one informed him of the meeting that day. ah.

"Yes, principal, you said that day that you don't need to notify Teacher An Ran of Class F," the robot added.

"Shut up! The meeting is over!" The headmaster, who had completely lost face, drove people outside angrily, and his robot secretary dismantled him face to face. What about the intelligence that he agreed?Whoever is smart is simply an idiot.

An Ran, who was kicked out, smiled helplessly. The headmaster is clearly in his forties, so how come he still likes things about rankings like the young guy.

The dust settled in the college league. In the end, the school didn't make it into the top [-] in the individual competition, but the team battle was indeed much better than before, and finally won a place in the second round of playoffs.

The school decided to wait for the competition six months later before deciding on the roster for the competition. It is temporarily put on hold. After all, team fighting is not the school's strong point. All aspects need to be considered.

An Ran returned home at this moment and began to pack her luggage. After the villa was smashed, it was quickly cleaned up by the home robot, and most of the things in the house were replaced with new ones. It stopped working a few days ago.

When An Ran was tidying up the house, she thought of the broken shredder and planned to take a look.

The soymilk guy appeared for a while and went out to play again. After An Ran learned about that guy's habits, he stopped looking for him. Anyway, he would come back by himself when it was time for dinner.

There are quite a lot of sundries in the shredder, An Ran wanted to clean it up, and brought tools An Ran took out the sundries in the shredder, and suddenly saw a piece of paper that was lumped up and out of shape.

An Ran's photographic memory told him that he definitely did not throw this thing by himself, and the material might be the paper in a book he had come into contact with.

Taking out the paper and spreading it out, An Ran saw the photo.

An Ran, who had lived in this era for a while, immediately recognized that the person in the middle seat was the country's obsolete old emperor, and on both sides were his children and wives. In the photo, Alder disappeared and was replaced by a dog with soybean milk An identical white sand cat, with one horn shining brightly in the sun.

Soymilk is Alder, this is clearly a photo of the royal family, An Ran is a smart person, he immediately understood when he saw the photo.

He suddenly understood Alder's inexplicable intimacy with him, as well as Soymilk's whereabouts since he came back, and Alder's number that he could never dial when Soymilk was there.

"Wow~" Soymilk's cheerful voice came from the door, and he took small steps to find An Ran.

Soymilk circled Anran a few times, grabbed what Anran wanted to eat, and looked at Anran with a pair of eyes similar to Alder's.

An Ran squatted down, put her fingers against Soy Milk's head that she wanted to kiss, and watched him speak seriously.

"Alder, change back."