Marshal is always tired [Interstellar]

Qin Jue hasn't come to work for almost a whole year. Although Rand is handling the affairs of the military department and he himself is not idle, there is still a lot of work backlog.

It was already two weeks later when he was finally free from his busy schedule.

This afternoon, after finally getting some free time, Qin Jue hurriedly boarded the star network to find his long-neglected little partner.

Although I have told them before that I am very busy, it seems a bit too much not to show my face once.

"...The Marshal's voice is so nice, my God, I..."

"Okay, okay, we know, we know, this is the [-]th time you have said this sentence!"

"You also said [-] times about his beautiful hair~"

"Hahahahaha, you are not in love with the marshal, are you?"

"Tsk...Xiao Luo is so pitiful~"

Before entering the door, Qin Jue heard the noisy people inside, which seemed to be very lively.However, as soon as he pushed the door open, it was as if some switch had been turned off, and everyone fell silent the moment they saw him clearly.

Qin Jue: "???"

"Ah...Xiao Luo, you are here hahaha," Ian stood up and scratched his head in embarrassment, and rushed over, "I've been very busy recently, and I don't have time to surf the Internet."

"..." Qin Jue ignored him who was obviously looking for something to say, turned his eyes suspiciously around everyone's faces, and asked directly, "What were you discussing just now, why, can't you let me hear it?"

"No, no, no," Lin Huan quickly stood up and looked at Ian sympathetically, "Xiao Luo, don't get me wrong, we...we are..."

Qin Jue raised an eyebrow.

Ian waved his hands nervously: "I never did anything to apologize to you..."

"..." Qin Jue was silent for a while, and sat on the sofa, "Then let's talk."

"..." The poor little prince blinked, turning a blind eye to the pity and schadenfreude gazes of his companions, "Oh, it's really nothing...you know, I've always been very happy...cough I appreciate Marshal Qin."

Qin Jue: "Hmm."... Appreciation?Is that a word you can use too? Humph!

Seeing that he had nothing special to say, Ian became a little more courageous: "Just... this time we are going to officially step into the upper-level social circle of the empire. My mother let me get to know him that day."

Qin Jue: "Oh, I met you for a while."

Ian: "... qaq," he went on bravely, "I was telling them just now that... the marshal is very good-looking." He said the last few words softly and quickly, trying to confuse the content past.

Qin Jue had a half-smile: "Yeah, I also know that the marshal is very good-looking, or why is he an imperial male god." He praised himself happily, while teasing Ian, "The voice is also very nice, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, it's really nice to hear. Although the marshal doesn't like to talk, it's really a pleasure to listen to him...q...qaq" Ian, who was excited by the poke, suddenly calmed down and almost bit his tongue.

He immediately remedied: "Cough...you know me, I just worship the marshal, and I don't have any other thoughts."

Qin Jue held his chin, not knowing whether it was amused or helpless.

He is not the kind of hypocritical little girl, although sometimes he jokes that Ian doesn't know which identity he likes more, but he will never be so bored to the point where he is really jealous of himself.

He knew very clearly that Qin Luo was him, and Qin Jue was also him.Although Qin Luo's character may be more real in comparison, Qin Jue is the dominant one of the two identities.

But it doesn't matter, Qin Luo's performance is not fake, since Ian can like him, he should be able to accept everything about him.

He actually wanted to understand this truth not long ago—he was still struggling with this issue before leaving Luojia, but after partially revealing the truth, the pressure in his heart finally eased a lot.

Now, apart from not knowing his real identity, all my friends have basically understood his actual experience. They know that he has his own circle of friends in the past, has a certain social status, and has high strength and age. Mature thoughts and experiences (?) than them all.

This is almost enough. Ian has obviously accepted this, so it would not be difficult for him to accept another identity of himself in the future... right?

In this case, why should he lose himself between the two identities?

But Qin Jue found that it is really a very happy thing to joke occasionally and enjoy the careful love of another person.

...Admit it, Marshal, you are a tsundere.

"Okay," he jumped up smiling, "I'm kidding, we've been together for a year, don't I know you yet?"

Ian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that he doesn't know that Xiao Luo won't get angry over such a trivial matter, but the so-called caring person is that you don't want him to have the slightest bit of unhappiness—especially if you bring it yourself.

Worry about gains and losses in love, is that the case?

Qin Jue thought about it, and decided to be shameless in order to make him feel at ease: "I actually like Marshal very much, you can talk to me if you have any ideas."

I like myself, hmm.

Andre slapped Ian on the back, laughed and said, "I told you that Xiao Luo wouldn't mind, right? You are really... more and more timid."

"Calm down a bit." Gu Anzhi gave him a hard look, and wrapped his elbows around his boyfriend's neck, "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Everyone looked at them with a smile, some people were booing, the red-haired young man shrugged his shoulders, and embraced the prospective daughter-in-law without hesitation.

Ian looked at Qin Jue longingly, and was pushed away mercilessly.

"Okay, the trouble is almost over. During my absence, have you practiced well?"

Everyone immediately became serious, but most of their expressions were unnatural.

"Cough," Gu Anli coughed lightly, seemingly casually said, "Xiao Luo, you've been so busy these days, have you found a way to restore the genetic level?"

Qin Jue was unmoved: "Don't change the subject, my matter can't be solved in a short while, now we have to focus on the mecha competition..." He looked suspiciously at a few guilty faces , "You won't be too comfortable at home, so just relax?"

The boys all lowered their heads.

OK, got it.

The atmosphere in the lounge suddenly became a bit cold. Qin Jue sat upright and stared at them with a look of "I'm so disappointed but if I don't say it, you'd better be ashamed yourself".

In fact, young people, who practiced intensively like an ascetic monk for a year, finally returned to a comfortable and warm home. It is understandable to spend some time relaxing and getting along with their families. Qin Jue is not that unkind.

But he must let these little brats realize their serious mistakes, and it is the worst thing to do if they do not advance or retreat in practice.Being lazy now may reduce the chance of surviving on the battlefield by one point in the future.

Although there is no war now, the situation in the Milky Way is obviously impossible to be regarded as a peaceful age.

Qin Jue used the most earnest tone: "I know you need to relax, but you should never let go of the tasks that should be completed. You must know that the Empire and the Federation may go to war at any time, and you will join the military after the game , which means that you may be on the battlefield soon!"

"Even if I understand you, will your enemies do it? Will the soldiers of the Federation do it? Don't talk about the war, just talk about the upcoming mecha competition-although there are some protective measures, every joint military exercise between the two countries will not Not once, but are there still fewer people dying each time?"

Several people were blushed by what he said.

It's not that they don't understand these principles, but sometimes, it's really hard to control themselves.

Ian took a breath: "Xiao Luo, we all understand this...we will start training right away."

Qin Jue smiled: "I don't want to criticize you, anyway - you just need to be more vigilant, this competition is really dangerous, your identities are so important, you can't make any mistakes."

"Yeah," Lin Huan nodded, "We're going to use Luo Jia's appearance, and sign up for some new names... There shouldn't be any college students in this kind of competition, right?"

"Okay," Qin Jue stood up, "this way is very good. Let's go, I don't have much time between now and before the game, and I can't accompany you in the real world. Are you going to go by yourself or follow me to the arena? "

He added: "In the arena, I don't have much time to fight with you."

Several people looked at each other, and finally Ian made a decision: "In this case, let's enter the real world. Last time you took us to familiarize ourselves with it. This time we just try to go to the place without you. Which step."

Qin Jue felt very relieved: "That's just right, there is still more than a month before the start of the competition, just enough for you to have a real-life training - contact me after you come out, let's apply together... just sign up online gone."

He stumbled when he remembered his current image in reality, but at least he turned around in time, and the others didn't notice anything wrong.

Ian just sighed: "I'm really getting more and more curious about your identity... I'm so busy."

"That's right," Lin Huan said with a smile, "During this time, you didn't even use the Internet very much. My grandfather doesn't have as many things to do as you do."

Qin Jue thought to himself that of course the old fox is gone, you little girl can't see what he is going to do.

He perfunctorily said: "The main reason is that I haven't come back for almost a year, and I have accumulated a lot of troubles. I just dealt with it today. Recently, I am mainly doing research on restoring genes."

Gu Anzhi waved his fist: "Come on, it's best to recover after we enter the arena... Hahaha, then we will be invincible against me!"

Qin Jue shook his head with a smile, without comment.

"Cultivate hard. Ian must be careful not to break through. Others try to improve as much as possible."

"Yes!" The six people stood upright, smiling and saluting a standard military salute.