God is Daozu

Really bad day.

In the third district in September, the sky was as clear as blue. Students in neat school uniforms sat on the green floor and read e-books. Occasionally, two or three people in senior dark blue school uniforms passed by Qiang Ju, discussing going to the simulation warehouse at night.

Qiang Ju suddenly felt that he was totally out of place with the sentinels around him.

During the running exercise at 06:30 in the morning, Qiangju fell from the middle of the team to the back. His body and will were contrary to each other. His classmates were getting farther and farther away. He gritted his teeth and wanted to pick up his pace. A teacher stopped him numbly.

"Student, you are too thin."

The teacher frowned and looked at his various data, raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Harun whistled and passed by with his coat on his shoulders, and the boys and girls behind him laughed. Looking at the teacher's deep frown, Qiang Ju realized that there was a huge gap between himself and others.

The morning class consisted of war history, weapon knowledge, war theory, and human geography knowledge. Qiang Ju found herself sitting in the seat as if she was deaf, surrounded by overly enthusiastic answers from new students in the new semester, and perfectly coordinated with the teacher to sing and sing. It didn't take long for Qiangju's excessive quietness to get the attention of every subject teacher.

The blank history of war, the ignorance of basic weapon knowledge, and the theory of war were not given too much attention in the education system before awakening. The classmates were also stunned for a second and started whispering.

It's like you have lived in a country for 18 years, but you don't know the specific divisions at all. The war has been going on for decades, but you know very little. In the era of such high-speed information technology, but he Like a fossil, standing motionless in front of the teacher.

Even just a few days after school started, Qiang Ju already felt that most of the sentry families around, like Daniel, had complete simulation experiment conditions at home. Even if some courses were not included in basic education before awakening, they seemed to be Already ready for awakening.

On the day of the test, the boy who was wearing white and yellowish clothes seemed to be struggling at the beginning of the course, but he was able to absorb and accept it quickly. The boy turned his fair side face, "If you don't know, just learn, what's so ridiculous .”

The frolic after class was silent for a second.

Andrew Harlan laughed, "The gene in the lower district is S, which is considered as a meritorious ancestor."

The boy opened the book without any expression, and didn't care at all how Andrew Harlan knew his genetic level. He read it on his own, and Qiang Ju was stunned for a moment before realizing that the other party just spoke for him.

In the whole day of being at a loss, it is gratifying that the language class, the foreign language education received by the guides and sentries is much wider than the basic education. In the history of war, the language communication of soldiers was blocked in the lessons of war and the language quality requirements of modern qualified soldiers.

Qiangju quietly listened to what the teacher said during the documentary. About half of the class time passed, Qiangju was lit up again. The noisy boy on the day of the public class stopped his voice and watched sympathetically again. With Qiang orange.

"100% hit roll call on the first day." Gao Lan couldn't help whispering.

Qiangju: "..."

The teacher seems to have heard some news about Qiang Ju from other teachers this morning, and also learned about Qiang Ju's post-war amnesia feedback at noon.

"Others have the possibility of supplementing, but language is a long process of accumulation." The teacher said.

Qiang Ju nodded, and the female teacher sighed, "Do you not remember any second language in basic education except Common Language?"

"Second, language, what is it?" Qiang Ju didn't know why.

The female teacher showed Qiangju's most familiar expression today, frowning and looking at Qiangju, "What's your name?"

"Qiang orange."

"What's your name?"

Qiang Ju blinked, thinking that the teacher didn't hear clearly, "Qiang Ju."

"What's your name?"

Why do you still ask, "Qiang orange."

When asked the sixth time, the teacher paused, "Repeat the first paragraph of the textbook."

"Intelligence personnel..."

"Repeat again."

"Intelligence personnel..."

When answering the sixth time again, Qiang Ju raised her head, and the female teacher's expression could almost be regarded as loving and satisfied. Harun, who was in the front left, stared at him inexplicably and put down the electronic pen that he kept turning.

"Qiang Ju, are you a mixed race?"

Qiang Ju raised his head and looked at Gao Lan speechlessly. Gao Lanzai didn't see any trace of mixed blood. Gao Lan pursed his lips, "How well do you master other than your mother tongue, basic communication?" Gao Lan Glancing at the content of the first paragraph, he fell silent.

Qiang Ju looked down at the first paragraph of the e-book, recalling the conversation with the teacher just now in his mind, and then suddenly realized

The teacher changed the expression six times.

And he was like being asked his name many times on the first day he woke up on the warship. He realized that the other party didn't change his tone to ask himself, but changed his language repeatedly, and he followed the other party's language as if unconsciously. Switching without realizing that I switched languages.

"I remember that the basic education in Ishtar district is not strict?"

Qiang Ju frowned, she couldn't remember what happened before the ruins of Ishtar District at all, and then suddenly grasped the doubts in this sentence, "How do you know that I'm from Ishtar District?"

Qiang Ju clearly remembered that his current ID card was written as District [-], and of course he had never seen the old one.

Gao Lan's cynical face froze, "...Andrew Harlan said that your orphanage charity..."

Seeing Qiang Ju turn his head and continue the class, Gao Lan felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. For people of their class, it is easy to read student files. Things that usually feel insignificant are not right now, so he panicked and suddenly said in order to break the embarrassment, "But The district of Ishtar is a melting pot, and most parents would probably…”

Gao Lan silenced his voice, and Qiang Ju beside him lit the electronic textbook and flipped through it with a thin face sideways. All the scruples fell in front of this thin and small boy as he wanted, and his hands and feet were tied up.

"I know you are unintentional, so it's okay."

Gao Lan raised his eyes with his chin propped up, and met the eyes that the boy from the lower district was about to withdraw.

"Not only does he not know those things, he can't even use the electrical appliances in the living room in the middle of the corridor..."

Qiang Ju frowned to meet Harun's gaze, she was really afraid that he would not listen, it was hard for him to meet him in such a secluded corner in the green field, the other party obviously restrained a lot compared to yesterday, but he said a bit bitterly Everything is indispensable.

"boring."

"The library has a lot of materials."

Qiang Ju turned her head and found that the boy who spoke for her today was standing behind him. Although she felt someone approaching behind her at first, Qiang Ju really didn't expect that someone would look for him.

"Classes are not fair, but at least on the premise that the school can freely enter and exit the library, learning resources are relatively fair."

The boy stretched out his hand to Qiangju, "Hi, my name is Liu Rong, the banyan of the banyan tree."

"Hello, my name is Qiangju, why should the Qiang flute blame the Qiang of Yangliu, the orange of Tangerine." Two cold hands shook lightly.

"This is not the beginning of the simulated combat course, but the general knowledge course." After speaking, Liu Rong quickened his pace and left with a paper notebook in his hand, as if the 2 minutes he stopped to point out Qiang Ju had already taken up his time. Quite a part.

Qiang Ju looked at the figure of the other party going away, and was about to pause before going back to the dormitory after being in a daze, then walked across the beautiful green field, across the small brown wooden bridge, and walked towards the library of the old white castle.

Qiang Ju took down the books related to today's and tomorrow's lessons and sat in a secluded corner, holding her chin and brushing her fingers across her lips.

The place where I was beaten yesterday no longer hurts.

You are proud.

Suddenly, Daniel's words flashed into his mind. She was startled, thinking of Daniel's busy life of training and reading during the holidays, and the book Daniel always carried in his pocket.

The electronic card is enlarged to the size of a normal book on the table

What will Daniel's book be?