glory [rebirth]

"No!" Mu Qingtong was a little flustered, and the angry Lu Sien looked very scary.In the library this morning, he and Lyle had already annoyed the old man, coupled with inexplicable doubts about his identity, and now this application form was found again...

It was a mess.

It happened so suddenly that Mu Qingtong started to stutter: "No, no, Lu Sien, I, I don't want to change the dormitory!"

Lu Sien's deep eyes were full of sarcasm, and he sneered when he saw him, the meaning couldn't be more obvious—continue to make up.

Mu Qingtong breathed out, rubbed his face in frustration, and when he was about to explain, Lu Sien had already lifted his foot and was about to leave, so before he could say anything, he grabbed Lu Sien's wrist .

Lu Sien turned his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stared at Mu Qingtong.

This time Mu Qingtong really realized what it feels like to have Rumang on his back. Lu Sien's eyes are too dark, staring at his prey like a hungry vulture, as if the next moment he will Strangled by sharp minions.

Mu Qingtong swallowed a mouthful of saliva to relieve his nervousness. Lu Sien's body temperature is on the high side, which should be the result of years of training. His wrist feels very powerful when he holds it, and his forearm has clearly textured muscles... Fuck , what does he want this for?

But their pose is indeed a little intimate.

"Lu, Lu Sien..." The arrow was on the string, and Mu Qingtong had no choice but to pretend that he could not feel Lu Sien's emotions, and immediately said, "I don't want to change the dormitory. Go throw it away."

Lu Sien's eyes could not see any fluctuations, they were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.Mu Qingtong had a flash of inspiration, and then said: "Because I live with sophomore students, they gave me this form when I signed up, saying that if I don't adapt, I can change it at any time. But I didn't want to change it. I think you're fine, really."

Lu Sien watched as he didn't answer for a while, and the low air pressure continued to spread out from the center of the two people, making it difficult to endure as if time had stood still.

Just when he thought Lu Sien was still going to leave, the latter said, "Anyway, I won't go to the registration office to ask."

Mu Qingtong: "..."

After speaking, Lu Sien shook off Mu Qingtong's hand.

"Believe me, Lu Sien, I didn't want to change dormitories, I didn't..." Mu Qingtong said weakly.

The blank watch fell to the ground lightly, and then was swept up by the wind again, and the corners collapsed along the creases.

The atmosphere in the dormitory was not right all afternoon, and Lu Sien remained silent.

Mu Qingtong lay on the bed tossing and turning anxiously, unable to fall asleep. Lu Sien sat on the chair with his back facing him, and kept reading his notes, unable to determine if he was still angry.

He had to find a way to get Lu Sien closer to him again.

Although Lu Sien's personality looked terrible to Damian and the others, after getting in touch with this person, it wasn't that bad. Maybe there was some misunderstanding between them, and Lu Sien didn't have a character that could explain everything. Lead to growing rift?

Moreover, he had previously suspected that Lu Sien was his supervisor, and was even planning how to deal with him. Thinking of this, he felt a little guilty.

Lu Sien flipped through the textbook in his hand, suddenly there was a rustling sound from behind, and then a small white shadow appeared in the corner of his left side, he tilted his head and ignored it.

After a while, the small white shadow turned into two, and was slowly pushed into his line of sight again.

Lu Sien glanced at them speechlessly, and saw clearly that they were two little white rabbit toffees.

Lu Sien: "..."

Lu Sien watched someone stretch out his little paws and put another toffee on his table.

Mu Qingtong touched his nose and said cautiously, "I'll eat it for you..."

Lu Sien: "..."

Lu Sien closed the textbook impatiently. Just as he was about to explode, Mu Qingtong said first, "Military intelligence?"

Lu Sien choked on the words that were already on his lips, and narrowed his eyes as he watched Mu Qingtong.

"I'm an intelligence student," he continued.

Lu Sien did not answer, Mu Qingtong was a little embarrassed, but glanced at the draft paper Lu Sien put on the table, and after thinking for half a minute, he still persisted and said: "You, you are a combination of character shift and substitution. Is the cipher method for getting up correct? I have done similar training..."

Seeing that Lu Sien was still expressionless, Mu Qingtong licked his lips, sighed, and said, "Forget it...Damian said that your grades are very good, and I must be playing tricks if I say this in front of you."

He put three toffees on Lu Sien's textbook, "I'm going to eat later, don't be angry with me, this candy is delicious, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Sien took out the textbook, and three candies fell on the table, making three consecutive "clicks".

Mu Qingtong thought it was over.

But Lu Sien turned the textbook to a corner page and said to him, "Continue."

Mu Qingtong didn't realize it all at once, and subconsciously took the textbook and said, "What?"

Lu Sien raised his head slightly and said, "Konstantin analyzes the model."

what is that?Mu Qingtong thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what kind of analysis method this is. It's not because he's been out of school for so long that he forgot, but because he hasn't been exposed to this type at all. Maybe it's the difference between the two worlds...

Mu Qingtong looked down at the definition of content in the textbook, and then turned a few pages back, and instantly let go of her anxiety.

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "What I have learned before is a little different from this, but the principle is the same. It is one of the classic statistical analysis methods. We call it the Bayesian analysis model. This Constantine analysis model should be It is a branch of it, they are all based on inverse probability..."

"Didi—" Before he finished speaking, Mu Qingtong's communicator rang.

[Lyle: Let's go eat together, I'll wait for you on the first floor. 】

Mu Qingtong's expression was stiff for a moment, but he quickly adjusted back.

He smiled apologetically at Lu Sien: "Someone asked me to go out for dinner, do you want to go together?"

He subconsciously concealed Lyle's name, because he vaguely felt that Lu Sien and Lyle would not be on the same page...

However, Lu Sien asked, "With whom?"

Mu Qingtong: "..."

Mu Qingtong decided to tell the truth: "With Lyle."

"That pickle head?" Lu Sien looked at him indifferently.

Mu Qingtong: "???"

Lu Sien immediately asked, "What's your relationship with him?"

Mu Qingtong remembered that Lyle's hair was indeed slightly curly and looked a bit messy, so he couldn't laugh or cry: "What kind of pickle head, do you call him that?"

Lu Sien snorted, "Can you control it?"

"..." Mu Qingtong looked at him speechlessly, "You might as well just call him Sixi Balls."

Lu Sien: "?"

"Haven't you eaten it?" Mu Qingtong said, "Braised lion's head."

"Then Sixi Balls." Lu Sien followed suit, and then asked again, "What's your relationship with Sixi Balls?"

Mu Qingtong: "..."

"Ordinary classmate, what's the matter?" Mu Qingtong replied suspiciously, and added, "I just met yesterday, and he and I just signed up together. We are in the same class, so we got closer. Isn't it that school hasn't started yet?" Well... well... I don't know anyone here either. By the way, you bumped into me yesterday at noon, when Lyle and I first met."

Seeing his calm expression, Lu Sien asked doubtfully, "It's just a classmate?"

"Otherwise, what else can there be?" Mu Qingtong felt baffled, but subconsciously became vigilant. After all, because of Lynn, the relationship between him and Lyle is now a little delicate, "Why are you asking this? Are you eating? I said wait for me downstairs, why not come together?"

Lu Sien selectively ignored his last question: "Are you going to be with him every day?"

"No... no." Mu Qingtong hesitated.

He didn't know Lu Sien's motivation for asking this question.In fact, because of Lyle's face, he didn't want to get too close to this person, but he couldn't help but keep his eyes on him, so his mood was very complicated.

Lu Sien gave a noncommittal "Oh".

"Should I bring you something back?" Mu Qingtong rubbed her hands, stood up and was about to go out.

"You don't need to bring it." Lu Sien took the book back and refused.

"...Okay." Mu Qingtong shrugged, "I'll tell you about the Constantine analysis model tonight. In fact, we seldom use it in practical examples. Why don't I tell you about some of the jobs I took over in the past? .”

After leaving the dormitory door, Mu Qingtong's smile disappeared immediately, and his eyes were full of exhaustion. He rubbed his face, took a deep breath, and then grinned again, his eyes crooked.

Lu Sien stared at the direction he left, and after a while, he picked up the little white rabbit toffee on the table, shook his head, peeled off the wrapping paper, and stuffed the candy into his mouth.

Lyle had been waiting downstairs in the dormitory for quite a while, and when he saw Mu Qingtong running down the stairs, he beckoned: "What's the matter, you're smiling so happily?"

Mu Qingtong couldn't hide her joy, and said mysteriously, "I won't tell you."

On the way to the cafeteria, despite Lyle's side-talking, Mu Qingtong still smiled and didn't answer. Lyle would never have thought that the reason why Mu Qingtong was in a good mood was Lu Sien, who had a bad relationship with them this morning.

Lyle's appetite was comparable to his size. After putting the two plates together, he ordered more than twice as much as Mu Qingtong.

"When school officially starts the day after tomorrow, you will become like me after you practice a lot every day." Lyle said.

Like a real freshman, Mu Qingtong nodded to express his understanding, swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked casually, "Lyle, which legion were you in before?"

"Black Swan."

Mu Qingtong jumped with his index finger, and the rice grains on the spoon almost fell off. He shook his hand to conceal his surprise, and said in a reverent tone: "Is it the army directly under Marshal Hermann? I think I read your reports, oh, and the documentaries, I almost forgot. In the central part, you are basically fighting the war, and I remember the TV station calling you sharp knives."

Lyle smiled: "When did you read the report?"

"It was just two years ago. There were eight episodes of that show, and I watched every episode." Mu Qingtong lowered his eyelids, looked at the dinner plate on the table and said, "If possible, I would like to be assigned to the Black Swan after graduation. , and go to the central part with the others."

Lyle objected with a smile: "The front line is so miserable, can you go like this?"

Mu Qingtong: "..."

"Why not? I'm an intelligence student." Mu Qingtong retorted calmly, staring at Lyle's facial expression, and then asked, "Can you tell me something about the front line?"

Lyle's eyes rolled, but in the end he didn't say anything too specific: "I don't really want to recall that experience. Many comrades died. This is not a joke."

"Sorry, I..." Mu Qingtong looked a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's all over." Lyle said indifferently, and then took a bite of the chicken wing.

Mu Qingtong narrowed his eyes, his expression thoughtful, then pouted his lips noncommittally, and changed the subject: "By the way, the program I watched also mentioned the test pilot of your army, which is too good. When I was interviewed It seems that the missile on the plane failed and couldn’t launch, I kept waiting for him to say what was the solution, but he didn’t tell me after the show.”

"That's a secret." Lyle said dumbfounded.

"Of course I now know that it's a secret. I didn't know it before, and I was depressed for a while." Mu Qingtong scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge, and when he looked up, he suddenly found that there was an extra person in front of the left——Lu Sien.

Mu Qingtong: "..."

Why is he here? Isn't it impossible to say?What do you mean by sitting so close?

Even though his face was paralyzed as usual, his brows were slightly frowned, and he glanced in this direction. It was obvious that his conversation with Lyle just now had been fully seen.

Mu Qingtong suddenly thought of the previous conversation between him and Lu Sien, and looked at Lyle again, with mixed feelings in his heart.