Artificial Wizard Growth Log

"..."

Pang Jiuzhou, who was in the confinement room like a dead dog, suddenly felt that he was suffering from auditory hallucinations, or that his sensory fugue hadn't healed yet.

After a while, he realized that it was not an auditory hallucination, and Teacher An's tone was not joking with him, and his blood surged instantly, making him dizzy for a while.

It took him several seconds to regain his ability to speak.

"Wait! Teacher! What do you mean by quitting school?!"

"Literally," An Huaichun said clearly, "I misunderstood you in the past. Your character is not suitable for the army. Drop out of school."

Pang Kyushu, who hadn't expected this result at all, had his eyeballs turned red, and regardless of his voice, which was no different from that of a broken gong, he yelled loudly: "Why?!"

"You used to disobey military discipline. I only thought you were a naughty character, but now you have done something, brought a bunch of unemployed gangsters to smuggle, and even smuggled them to the school," An Huaichun said in a low voice. The order is very clear, "You are only a military cadet in the reserve and you have the courage to do such a disaster. When you join the army and become an officer, will you sell military aircraft information as a commodity?"

"I do not know!"

"A small assessment is to use illegal equipment because of the struggle, and bully Xia Zuo, who is in poor condition with armed bones. Whether he has a brain or not, he will be hindered when he reaches the army. Maybe he doesn't care about the casualties in order to earn military merits. How is it possible for him to join the army?"

"Teacher, I won't do this..."

"A person's words are far less credible than his actions, Pang Jiuzhou, I don't believe you."

The sentence by name was like a sword passing through Pang Jiuzhou's heart, and the sentinel who really felt the throbbing of his heart clutched his chest. Although the volume dropped, his tone was still paranoid.

"I won't drop out of school...I promised grandpa, you can't let me drop out of school!"

"I can!"

The categorical words forcefully brought out a killing spirit, and Pang Jiuzhou, who was stunned, couldn't see Professor An through a door, but he could feel the other party's cold gaze lingering at him.

He was full of grievances, dissatisfaction and resentment, all of which were blocked in his stomach, and he couldn't say a word.

"Pang Jiuzhou, let me tell you, what you committed would be enough for your superiors to kill you with a single shot in the army. Now that you leave your name just to let you drop out of school, it is already a light treatment. Is it possible that the school To send you from the brig to prison?"

"I……"

"What am I, can I still sit on the ground when I answer the officer's question?"

Pang Kyushu was silent.

The shock, fear, anxiety and shame of being beaten by words weighed on the young man, forcing back his sense of not knowing where he had gone.

Pang Kyushu asked himself.

What the hell did I do? !

What Professor An pointed out is completely correct.

It's him asshole.

But, quitting school...

Unwilling to squeeze his spirit like pressure, the young sentinel stood up silently and stood at attention, and straightened his clothes that looked like pickles.

An Huaichun outside the door narrowed his eyes.

At any rate, a little bit of my spirit has returned.

The fatherly An Huaichun's tone also slowed down a bit, "Tell me why you did such a thing."

"I……"

Pang Jiuzhou hesitantly spat out a word, then swallowed the rest with the reservedness of a big girl.

Professor An didn't urge him, and didn't even make a sound. The middle-aged man looked around, and the portable smart phone made a request. A few seconds later, a comfortable soft leather chair emerged from the broken ground, allowing the 59-year-old of middle-aged people can sit comfortably.

Soon, a service robot brought soda water. Professor An wanted to drink to calm down, but the confinement room for students prohibited from drinking alcoholic beverages is on the fifth floor below. In any case, there will be no men like Ge Si here. Horse ice cubes.

The two people, the elder and the younger, spent another ten minutes in silence.

"I'm... too anxious." Pang Jiuzhou said.

"I can't accept it, I want to lose to the boy... No, I have lost many times this semester, it should be said that I can't accept it, I can't accept the boy... Xia Zuo will go to the Christmas ball with a beautiful partner, no matter what Men and women, do intimate things, this time, I will vent my anger through the assessment."

Professor An, who was listening quietly, cracked his calm face.

Wait... what! ! !

His students stood upright with a standard posture, but their heads were lowered, and their eyes were fixed on their toes.

"Teacher, I seem to like him a little bit."

Professor An: "..."

In Professor An's mind, who took ten seconds to react, a group of mud horses galloped across the grassland, each of which finally turned into a four-character word - what! ! !

Who is he?The joint context seems to refer to Xia Zuo?Where did the word like come from? !He just came to enlighten his students not to go astray, why did the style of painting suddenly change, from serious self-criticism to love for children?

This, this is not scientific! ! !

Professor An recalled the rumors he sent out on the forum teacher's hidden page to watch the excitement, and at this moment he wanted to die

Could it be because he was behind the scenes to fuel the flames... But he never thought that his fueling would really be aimed at this aspect.

Pang Jiuzhou didn't care about his teacher's collapse, he was sorting out his thoughts while considering his words.

"That's right, I like him a little bit. The kind of liking for a lover may be just a sprout."

The black-haired young man who repeated the emphasis once again paused, and said again: "Actually, I have felt this way since the first time we met, little... He is in line with my guess of my spouse in every aspect, his appearance , ability, personality, if he is a guide, I probably have already filed a report and applied for marriage."

Professor An, who was forced to listen to the young people's emotional troubles, had a frozen face.

"So I don't pay attention to him on the surface, but pay attention to him secretly, and do all kinds of actions to attract his attention, just like a primary school student, no, primary school students are better at picking up girls than me, ha ha."

Pang Jiuzhou's tone slowly calmed down, and he began to mock himself.

Teacher An, who also recalled the many behaviors of his students this semester, twitched his mouth and said, "No, I don't think you can pick up girls like elementary school students, and Xia Zuo is really too offensive to use girls."

"Is there a teacher who inserted a knife like this?"

"From your expression, do you really like me to stick a knife?" Teacher An glanced at his students on the upper three roads and the lower three roads, and mercilessly spit out two words, "Shaking m."

Pang Kyushu: "..."

Just take Xia Zuo's matter as an example, and there is absolutely no way to refute it.

"So you did this kind of thing just to be jealous." Professor An held his throbbing forehead, almost speechless, "Sure enough, you don't have any brains at all, and your IQ usually doesn't seem too low. Ah, why did you do such a thing at a critical moment?"

Pang Jiuzhou turned his head away from him.

"how could I know."

"Can you be a little more frank?"

"No."

"Sperm on the brain... what are you going to do?"

"……do not know."

Professor An's headache suddenly became worse.

He just accepted a student, didn't he raise a son in the rebellious period?

Holding the airs of a teacher, Professor An sighed while caring about his father.

Then he suddenly saw Pang Jiuzhou bowing to him very solemnly.

The tone of the young man is also extremely solemn.

"teacher."

Professor An couldn't help but sit up, and received a salute from him.

After bowing, Pang Kyushu did not raise his body, but maintained a ninety-degree bent posture.

"I know I was wrong."

He seemed to have aged several years just now, and the awakening of his soul gradually accumulated the impetuousness in his body, and he seemed to have escaped from the youthful innocence, and a little more calmness that truly belonged to an adult appeared on his face.

"I promised my grandfather to inherit his will, I... I will become a good soldier, teacher, please believe me." A gentle stream of light flashed across the face of the young man with his head down, and he wanted to cover it The face, and the fingertips at the seam of the trousers trembled, but did not lift up, "Please, trust me again."

Professor An looked at this student he had always been optimistic about, but he was always worried.

The corners of his mouth curled up, truly relaxed.

"Your grandfather, is the Second Federal Army. It belongs to the unit number canceled due to excessive casualties. It belongs to the 200th Special Attack Regiment, Lieutenant Pang Yongming of the Wind Lion Team."

"Yes."

"The winner of the Special Golden Eagle Medal, Kyushu, your behavior has shamed him."

"……Um."

The middle-aged man stood up, and he carefully studied Pang Jiuzhou's expression.

The confusion has been wiped from the face of the young sentinel, replaced by firmness under the light.

"If a man's promise is to be fulfilled with all his might, you only have one chance, Pang Kyushu. There is still one and a half years before graduation. I will try my best to work for you, but don't expect too much. Moreover, even if you don't quit school, you will still have a chance." other penalties."

"……Thank you."

"If one day you stop causing trouble, I'll just say thank you."

"I'm sorry...by the way, teacher, is Xia Zuo..."

"……what?"

"It's nothing."

Professor An took one last look at the hesitant young sentinel and shook his head.

As long as the kid can really grow up, that's fine, the man thought.

The man boarded the elevator and was about to return when he remembered that Xia Zuo was at 377.

At the same time, I also think of Pang Jiuzhou's shocking confession a few minutes ago.

Professor An, who worked hard, pressed the button on the third floor and quickly found confinement room No. 377.

The gray-haired and green-eyed boy was lying stiffly on the bed at this moment. Professor An glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Palms up, looking forward, obviously sleeping, but Xia Zuo assumed a standard posture waiting for anatomy, as if he was not lying on a bed, but an dissecting table.

This kid... feels really out of character.

And at such a young age, there is no problem in reading from the freshman year, why did Li Daolin push him into the junior year?Isn't it true that I was instructed by others to choose the elective courses taught by myself?

Professor An stood at the door, struggling.

Based on his contact with him for more than half a semester, he can be sure that Xia Zuo is a good boy.

But the doubts about him - the natural obedience to orders, all kinds of abilities that can only be obtained after receiving professional training, he is obviously an ordinary person but has the physical fitness comparable to a powerful sentinel, and the combat quality of never panic and calm personality ...Compared to Kyushu, who is still immature in this regard, he also believes that this child is a soldier who has seen blood.

suspicious.

Kyushu likes him, is there really no problem?

Like all parents in the world, Professor An, who strictly guards against their children's love affairs, has a headache.

Forget it.

Young people's affairs are handled by young people themselves.

Not to mention love or something, it is still unrequited love in Kyushu.

When it hits a wall, Kyushu might change its goal.

He shook his head, left the door of 377 confinement room, opened the light screen and sent a communication.

"Please connect me to Marshal Victor Turan."