God is Daozu

Qiang Ju opened her eyes in the dream but did not see Lu Chan's perspective as expected.

He could see everyone in the study, except he didn't know where he was.

Lu Chan took off his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbed between his brows. Qiang Ju felt the bodies of the six male servants around him pause, and even he himself felt that at that second his body was dominated like the other six.

Qiang Ju saw Jiang Ping turned around to make a cup of tea, and she also had an urge to get closer to the teapot just now.

After recalling the dream of last night, Qiang Ju put her hand on the glass of the archives, the indicator light of the bracelet flashed, and the floor-to-ceiling glass was activated, and the glass turned into a concave surface. The aliens carry high-tech weapons and attack and defend human bases in an orderly manner like advanced intelligent creatures.

"Stop wandering around." Qiang Ju said to Gao Lan, looking at the information.

Gao Lan was fidgeting, pacing back and forth behind Qiang Ju, and Rose squinted her eyes to watch Gao Lan keep going back and forth like a pendulum.

"Did he give you an answer today? Is he hiding from you? Why haven't I seen him?"

Qiang Ju repeatedly watched the alien's attack, "Our schedules are too different, and we don't often meet each other."

Gao Lan lowered his head, looked at Qiang Ju who was taking notes, gritted his teeth and lightly poked the bruise on the back of Qiang Ju's neck that was about to disappear, "I saw you were so anxious a while ago, why are you not in a hurry now?"

"I'm very anxious," Qiang Ju didn't look back, "but I'm also very happy. Finally, I'm not the only one to worry about it. It's Daniel's turn to worry about it."

Gao Lan: "..."

Gao Lan sighed, picked up the electronic note and walked to Qiang Ju, and the two watched the battle together. Gao Lan didn't know whether to comfort Qiang Ju or reassure himself, "It's normal to have no news. Students who continue to study command should consider the command military academy."

"You don't need to comfort me," Qiang Ju's half face was still slightly bruised, "He will never treat me like a child again, I am very happy."

"...Maybe I'm a little unhappy too," Qiang Ju paused the pen in his hand, "I'm no longer a child, maybe Daniel won't be so kind to me, and maybe he won't take care of me like that."

"It's also very good."

"It's my turn to take care of him."

"How are you thinking?"

Daniel took the information in Guan Cangming's hands, "I haven't considered it yet."

"I'm about to prepare for the next match. I'm really busy."

"Not busy with this."

Guan Cangming looked at Daniel's cold and tired expression, "Qiangju?"

Daniel did not answer, but opened the information, "Teacher, did you have a favorite commander when you were studying?"

"There have been many. If you choose from the previous generation, I like the outstanding commanders of the Second District Command Military Academy."

As Guan Cangming spoke, he glanced at Daniel's snow-like face, cold and arrogant, Guan Cangming laughed, "You look a lot like Admiral Ji in some ways, are you considering going to the second district?"

"When Mr. Ji was alive, he didn't like the command military academy in the second district."

"It's not that he doesn't like military schools, it's that he doesn't like groups. This is very different from your grandfather. He is always compared with your grandfather. Ji Lao is still lacking in fighting."

"Grandpa likes him very much." Daniel said lightly.

Daniel remembers the way his grandfather mentioned the other person, feeling sorry but envious. That is indeed the only person he has ever envied in his life. He remembers that old Mr. Shelley suddenly laughed and talked about the time when he was studying, when the young Mr. Ji left In the corridor, he put on his military cap, stared straight ahead indifferently wearing white gloves, and the instructor walked beside Mr. Ji, reprimanding him for being too out of gregarious.

"Mr. Stoll, there is no one in this world who has to respect anyone, only who is worthy of respect."

Old Mr. Shelly imitated the other party vividly, talking about the other party's long-standing misfit, talking about the young and unruly Mr. Ji, and talking about Mr. Ji's beloved wife. On the day the field military doctor died, Mr. Ji got out of the black car Walking down, holding a bouquet of warmly blooming roses in his hand.

"No need to fire the gun, she's heard enough in her life."

Mr. Ji interrupted the person who was preparing to read the eulogy, put the rose in front of the tombstone, and kissed the photo of his beloved wife.

"Good morning."

The middle-aged Mr. Ji showed the shyness of a teenager, and then drove away through the crowd.

After the war, Mr. Ji also left the turbulent struggle in the first district, left the vortex of power, and stayed in the second district. After Mr. Ji died, the second district was attacked by terrorist organizations, and Mr. Ji's mansion was bombed , none of his descendants survived, and Mr. Shirley Sr. was always silent when asked about it by reporters.

"Daniel, such a person doesn't deserve such retribution." Old Mr. Shelley said.

Grandpa mentioned that when Mr. Ji first entered the command military academy, someone found a gun in his luggage. Mr. Ji was younger than the same batch of people who attended the command military academy. It sounds gentle and easy to bully. No one would have thought that such a person was carrying a gun with a bullet in it.

"It's mine." The young Mr. Ji admitted to all the teachers and inspectors.

"I participated in the Volunteer Army in the second year of my awakening. My mother was afraid that I would be hot when I was young. She was afraid that I would defect when I went to the battlefield because of timidity. My mother told me not to lose face. If I want to escape, I will execute myself first. This gun is a brought it to the present.”

Mr. Ji stood up straight and said calmly, "Any more questions?"

Daniel doesn't have any conductor he likes, but he feels sad when he hears such past events.

"I can command the military academy in the first district, the second district or the third district." Daniel said.

"But wait another year, I want to see Qiangju's plan."

On the other side, Qiang Ju was still taking notes, and the video data in front of him was played back and forth from different perspectives.

"Sometimes I have to admire the alien's ability to execute," Gao Lan said suddenly, "The last time I conducted a partial command in the confrontation, I found that no matter how many rehearsals, the execution ability and response of everyone in the official confrontation could not fully meet the command's vision. "

Gao Lan analyzed the execution of the aliens, "Do you feel it? They execute and respond as if they share the same brain, as if they are the spirit body of the commander."

Qiang Ju suddenly raised her head——

Thinking of yesterday's dream.

The author says:

After looking at the comment area, I want to tell you a few things. Maybe I will lose my favorites after I finish talking, and the text will be even better, but I still want to tell you.This article is the first drama I wrote. I won’t always write about them falling in love. My understanding of Xiangshao is limited to Baidu Encyclopedia (I’m worried about using the second setting). The setting is not mine. Since I used it I will write this setting well. I didn’t know that Xiang Shao was unpopular until I read the comment area after I opened the article. I don’t care. I haven’t written such a long article. Writing Beng, I started from the night of March [-]th to today, I haven’t read any book that makes me relax, I rarely play games, and I don’t understand war, I want to work hard to write about the war in the whistle Element, I don't want to put on Xiang Xiao's skin to perfuse you.I don't know when it will end, and I also know that it is too slow, and it may be more complicated later, so I suggest that if you want to read the text, you may need to read it from the beginning.