Artificial Wizard Growth Log

a few days later.

Hearing the noise on the playground, An Huaichun said to the silver-haired man opposite the light screen, "Which of these students do you think is suitable to be the flag bearer?"

Marshal Turan looked away from the document and looked at him.

The room An Huaichun is in now is covered with light coffee-colored walnut wood floors and light gray dark-grained wallpapers. The solid wood desk is covered with snow-white tablecloths. The bouncing color of calendula is extraordinarily fresh and eye-catching.

These are just background.

The artificial starlight pours down from behind the opened canvas curtains, and jumps from the embroidery of the white tablecloth into the cracks of the walnut wood flooring. An Huaichun is half in the light and half in the shadow. The contrast between light and dark is too much Bright, even a little dazzling.

Turan felt that it was still a little unknown.

The decoration of the office is the post-earth retro style that is popular in the Federation. After a little calculation in his mind, An Huaichun found that his 20-year salary as a teacher at the National Defense Military University in the capital can only buy half of the decoration materials for this office at most.

So... why he is in such a wealthy office is really puzzling.

"Otherwise," Marshal Turan waved off his sense of uncertainty, saw what he was thinking, and said across the light screen, "Is there anyone in the National University of the Capital other than you who is most suitable for the principal's office?"

An Huaichun answered him very seriously: "No, I'm not suitable."

Marshal Turan: "Which aspect?"

An Huaichun: "Personal virtue."

Marshal Turan: "..."

Did this person say these two words just like that?

An Huaichun, who has learned from black secrets, said to five people: "A lazy person cannot be a good principal, and you don't want students to learn from me, do you?"

"It's delicious and lazy, I really agree," Marshal Turan put down the light path pen in his hand, and processed documents for five hours in a row. As a guide who was not born with outstanding physical strength, he was already very tired, but at this time An Huaichun was still talking about beating, "So, if you don't work hard, how about I tell someone in the Third Army about you?"

An Huaichun: "...No, you can't treat me like this."

Marshal Turan: "I can."

The ordinary-looking man with a gentle temperament groaned melancholy, and lay back on the chair as soft as the bed in the principal's office.

Compared with his conditions, Victor Turan, who didn't even have a cushion on his chair, was treated like an ascetic.

Sitting in the luxurious office left by the former principal, An Huaichun widened the gap in the curtains, and the scenery outside the window with the best view of the satellite of the entire university came into his eyes. , he can also see the playground in the distance.

He caught sight of the most striking of the students at once.

Elena Hall, Pang Kyushu, Xia Zuo.

The only woman among the three was leaning against the goalpost of the football field. Surrounded by other girls, she was talking about something, laughing a lot, attracting the stupid eyes of the boys.

Pang Kyushu was playing basketball with his "brothers". He didn't know how long the school had just started. His number of brothers in school suddenly tripled. An Huaichun knew that the black-haired sentinel was his brain-dead fan because of his public declaration. , People in the Third Army have already contacted him, and Pang Jiuzhou has taken over the power of the Third Army in the school during this time.

These two people are leaders.

Get rid of the rest of Xia Zuo.

The gray-haired and green-eyed boy walked slowly around the track, and whenever he approached, the crowd dispersed.

An Huaichun felt that it was impossible to expect this child to have a good relationship with other people.

In addition to these three people, there are other people in the reports submitted by the teachers, but compared with the abilities of these three people, they are like rice beads that cannot compete with the bright moon, dimmed under the light of the three people colorless.

He stared at Xia Zuo and sighed, and was about to close the curtains when he met Pang Jiuzhou's penetrating eyes from afar.

The distance between the two was at least four kilometers, but Pang Jiuzhou's gaze was still sharp, until he found out that the person who peeked at Xia Zuo was someone he knew, and the sharpness was suppressed by astonishment.

The young sentry turned around without even looking at the shot, and while the onlookers cheered for him to win two more, he turned his head and winked at his teacher.

It probably means [Uncle, I haven’t seen you for a semester, have you been promoted and made a fortune? 】

An Huaichun yanked the curtains shut.

Marshal Turan: "Your student's talent and ability are really good. You don't want him to be the standard bearer?"

"A political family born in Kyushu," An Huaichun pondered, "The Ke family has always been an anti-war faction. You have recently purged the army forcefully, but you chose him as the standard bearer, which may make others think too much."

"If you're cowering like this now, and he will officially become your successor in the future, what are you going to do? Tell him to disassociate himself from the Ke family?"

"Tulan, Kyushu is not my successor."

"Then don't intercede for him next time, Ann."

The two glared at each other through the light screen. An Huaichun, who upholds the ancient oriental implicit principle, found that he really couldn't cope with His Majesty the Marshal, so he changed the subject.

"Perhaps selling favors to Li Daolin? He has always supported any actions of the military department, and occasionally let him take advantage."

"Xia Zuo can't."

Turan immediately objected.

The silver-haired marshal didn't even give a reason, "For Li Daolin's sake, he can be allowed to join the national flag regiment, and the flag bearer who will show his face in front of the public for a long time is definitely not acceptable."

An Huaichun narrowed his eyes.

Human races in this era are mixed, and the only thing that can distinguish blood is the surname. Although men with Asian surnames have many characteristics of mixed race, they still maintain the slender eyes of Asians.

When squinting, he looks like a snake.

"Have you investigated the child Xia Zuo?"

"I investigated, do you want a document?"

"No," An Huaichun retorted, "I don't need it, as long as you know it."

They skipped the subject and started talking about who of the rest was better suited to be the standard-bearer.

Marshal Turan was a little absent-minded.

The military department has many research plans to mechanize the human body and modify genes, which are already against the law, but he did not expect that the government is much more courageous than the military department.

Cyborg……

If it was a stain on the government in the past, when this artificial man officially joins the army, the blame will be on the military. This is not the way Li Daolin can think of. The vice president is stupid... then it is President Catherine.

Federal president who for years opposed every bill brought up by the military in parliament.

Compared with her, Li Daolin is more worry-free.

An Huaichun came to a conclusion when he was pondering: "Let's wait and see during training."

***

"I'm sure you all know that the Federal Peace Memorial Day is just one month away." At the class meeting, Ms. Mary put her hands behind her back, her oppressive eyes scanned the hair of everyone in the class, and stopped on Xia Zuo in the front row The time was extremely long, "Our class has three candidates for the national flag regiment."

The class was quiet for a few seconds before it exploded with a bang.

"The national flag group! Is it the national flag group I know?!"

"If I can join the national flag group and show my face on TV, my mother will no longer have to worry about not being able to find a guide?"

"Oh oh oh oh my queen! Your Majesty Queen Mary! Please love me once!"

No wonder these sentries are so excited. For the students of the National Defense Military University in the capital, entering the national flag regiment is the highest honor they can think of.

The national flag group of the Capital National University is also called the Capital National University Goddess Group.

The main task of the national flag group is to raise and lower the national flag on the square in front of the Ark during major festivals. Usually, there will be a live broadcast on the TV station. The reason why the national flag group is famous in the federation is——

- good face.

Yishui's handsome men and women, with almost no difference in height, wearing black military uniforms, marched neatly and marched towards the flag-raising platform, the eyes of the entire Federation, regardless of age or gender, were attracted by them.

The iron-blooded military temperament and their personal temperament are perfectly integrated. Although they are all dressed in the same clothes, their faces will not be mistaken for them. Therefore, the Capital National Flag Group is also nicknamed the Federal Cowherd Group by netizens.

While being popularized by the portable smart phone in his mind, Xia Zuo felt that the name of the Cowherd Group was really worthy of the name when he heard the people around him yelling for a guide to find a wife.

He turned his head and looked at Pang Jiuzhou who was sitting in the last row.

What this person said a few days ago to compete for the flag bearer seems to be still echoing in my ears.

But...he doesn't need to find a guide, and it's a waste of time to participate in the national flag regiment.

Just when he disliked the national flag group that everyone wanted to join, Ms. Mary read the names of the three candidates on the podium, the first of which was of course: "Charles Hurt, Pang Kyushu..."

She paused for a moment, and everyone held their breaths waiting for the last name. Their eyes expressed their desire to pray for this opportunity. Only Xia Zuo remained calm, so it was particularly dazzling in Ms. Mary's eyes.

What Xia Zuo didn't know was that the reason why Ms. Mary hated him was because she adored President Catherine who was a woman, so she hated Li Daolin's relationship.

Ms. Mary still doesn't like Xia Zuo.

She frowned and said the last name: "...Li Xiazuo."

Everyone: "...?"

Who is Li Xiazuo?