Marshal is always tired [Interstellar]

After the victory in the match against White Tiger City, all the contestants suffered some injuries that Ye Ting could not take care of, and their mechas also suffered to varying degrees of wear and tear, so they did not stay in the alliance for too long. He returned to the base as quickly as possible, trying to finish everything before the match against Yu Chuanjing two days later.

"Everyone did a good job today," Qin Jue encouraged them after analyzing the problems they encountered in the battle as usual, "Although it will be more difficult to face Yuchuan, fortunately, the two of them The gap between them is not too big, we still have such a buffer."

Rand looked at the information and said, "At least we don't have to worry about the individual competition. The highest-level mecha master in Yuchuan Realm should be on par with White Tiger City. Although we don't know which direction it is, at least we must have Opportunity to enter team fights."

Anda relaxed on the sofa and smiled: "I don't think you need to worry too much about them. They are all human beings anyway. It is much easier for us to fight against mecha masters than against divine beasts. However, the state of the Cosmic Alliance is There are few orcs, and considering the disputes caused by racial issues, these humans should be more accustomed to fighting with beasts."

"That's right," Rand smiled slightly. "We will indeed take such a small advantage, but this gap will not be too obvious, and everyone must not take it lightly."

Everyone nodded, and Marshall finally came out of the studio, with a tired look on his face, but more joy in completing the task: "Okay, the mechas are all fine, now they are all gone. All repairs have been completed," he said, stretching his waist, looking at a group of researchers who filed out of the studio with some pride, gesturing for them to go down and rest, "But these little guys have worked hard, They did most of the work and didn't get much sleep through the night."

Those young people waved their hands again and again, Qin Jue noticed that Gu Anli was also in the mix, couldn't help but blinked at him lightly, and corrected his previous expression before the others looked over.

"Go down and rest," he softened his tone, and nodded to those people, "Thank you for your hard work."

A few boys and girls in the group of students all peeked at him, blushing quietly, and a little girl with big and round eyes at the head replied crisply: "This is our honor... Marshal , can you sign it for me?"

Qin Jue was stunned for a moment, and the scene was silent for a moment. Some of his partners couldn't hold back a "chi" laugh, and then everyone laughed softly.

After getting along for so many days, they had already discovered that the cold-faced marshal in the rumors was far from what they had always thought. In addition, he was the youngest, and his personality was frank and straightforward. In my opinion, there are a few vicious people who even take pleasure in making fun of him.

Seeing such a scene now, seeing his stunned face and even the tips of his ears turning slightly red, everyone couldn't help it, and burst out laughing in good faith.

Qin Jue glared at them, and asked with a stern face to the girl who was laughed inexplicably but still looked forward and shy: "Where is the sign?"

The girl looked at his face and thought that there was no hope, but she didn't expect that the words would turn around when she said this. Looking closely at the man's eyes, although there was a touch of helplessness, she still looked extremely gentle, not at all what she had heard before Leng Ranbingshuang, who refused to be thousands of miles away, suddenly had his heart beating faster.

Seeing that she didn't respond suddenly for some reason, Qin Jue frowned, and asked again patiently. Then the little girl blushed with joy, and hurriedly took out a notebook from somewhere. Come, hold it in both hands and stuff it in front of him.

He took it and wrote her a few words of encouragement earnestly—actually, they were all clichés compiled by the military department in the past—then signed the name in the personal handwriting and sent it back.

His status is special, and his signature cannot be casually left outside, but the military department also felt that it seemed a bit unreasonable to completely stop admirers from getting the marshal's signature. Later, Rand came up with a way for him, Let him practice two completely different styles of writing, one is used to handle government documents, and the other is completely used to meet the needs of these fans.

The little girl hugged the notebook back to her arms like a treasure, and it seemed that she couldn't let go of it for a while.

With such a starter, how can the other young people in the team stand up?Seeing that all the big shots and my teacher were just watching the fun, they didn't show the slightest sign of impatience, so they simply swarmed up one by one, asking the Marshal, who is usually known as the leader but never ends, to sign his name .

So in the middle of a good meeting, it turned into Qin Jue's fan meeting, and the others sat on the sidelines leisurely, and even chatted in twos and threes, and made fun of the marshal from time to time , causing another roar of laughter.

The meeting room was very lively at the moment.

When Ian came in, he saw such a scene.

He froze for a moment, wondering if he accidentally took the wrong transition channel and was teleported to other strange places.

This huge base was originally only for the people of the team to live and rest. Except for himself, even the family members of those people did not live in it-after all, as the front line against the alliance, no matter how many strong people there are It doesn't look that safe either.

In the rest of the base, cleaning services and other tasks are handled by robots. To be honest, every time he comes back here, he feels as if he has stepped into another extremely quiet world, although the leisure area where everyone in the team often gathers is still a good place. They are a bit popular, but most of these people are either mature and prudent, or cold as ice, and with the huge pressure of the alliance on their heads from time to time, it would be nice if the atmosphere is not overwhelming, and it will never be like it is now Full of cheerful atmosphere.

——The kind of vigor and vitality that can only be brought about by a carefree teenager.

But Ian just paused for a moment, and then put this far-fetched thought behind him. He had already seen those familiar faces gathering inside, so naturally there would be no worries about going to the wrong place.

He took a closer look and saw clearly Qin Jue, who was surrounded by a group of young people, and Gu Anli, who was smiling helplessly at him in the crowd, and then his mind suddenly turned around.

This made him angry and funny, but it was rare to see everyone so relaxed, and he couldn't bear to break the atmosphere, so he just walked in lightly, found a comfortable place to sit on the sofa, and smiled He looked at Qin Jue embarrassingly.

Haha, make trouble, make trouble, no matter how much you like him and worship him, this person belongs to me alone, no one will have any chance anymore!