The power of self-cultivation is in the interstellar

Mu Xiu listened to the gossip silently, while minimizing the forum, and then opened Feixun.

The default avatar of Yuanshan in Feixun is still gray, and the content of the chat box is still eight days ago.

At that time, he had just left the Kunqi Mountains, so he sent him a message right away, telling him that he was going to the first district.

His reply above was only a few paragraphs: Congratulations, I have something to do,? Let’s talk later.

This later,? So many days have passed.

Mu Xiu sent a message——

Are you there?What are you doing?I haven't seen you for a long time.

Mu Xiu waited for a while, but didn't wait for a response,? Just wanted to ask why you ignored me?I think you are so cold lately...

After hesitating for a while, he deleted the words in the dialog box,? and changed it to——

When I saw the message, I replied,? I haven't contacted you for a long time,? I'm a little worried.

Mu Xiu closed the chat box, and sighed inwardly.

I don't know if it was his delusion, but Yuan Shan treated him a lot colder. Every time he managed to get in touch, he hurriedly stopped the topic and disappeared without saying a few words.

Is it because it was difficult for him to connect to the Internet throughout the winter, resulting in less contact? Did the relationship between them become strangers?

But he has already told Yuan Shan the reason.

And he appears in the group less time,? Everyone is not unfamiliar with him...

Mu Xiu frowned slightly, did Yuan Shan misunderstand something?Maybe it was because he was aware of his mind and thus quietly moved away?

Apart from telling Xue Jingxing about his intentions, he never showed his feet in front of Yuan Shan. Looking back on the communication between the two, Mu Xiu was absolutely sure that he hadn't unconsciously revealed his thoughts.

He turned on the backstage, and he was included in every chapter in the few comments. Even if he didn't leave a message in time occasionally, he would make up one by one later.

From this point of view, Yuan Shan doesn't seem to be a fan of him.

Mu Xiu couldn't figure it out, and finally asked his friend who was the same author, and described the situation. After a long discussion, he came to the conclusion that idols are only suitable for viewing from a distance, not for getting too close.

Sometimes when the aura of an idol is shattered, some fans may find it cute and more loyal, but more people can't stand it and choose to alienate.

And Yuanshan may belong to the latter.

After all, many fans are fans of idols, just the person they fantasize about.

After hearing this, Mu Xiu felt that it made sense, so he became even more frustrated.

His real personality feels quite positive... Is it really impossible to accept being friends?Obviously they have so much in common.

When I go to the Ninth Army, I must meet up. After getting along in reality, maybe there will be no barriers.

Mu Xiu silently made up his mind, it seems that he wants to mention it with Xue Jingxing so that he can go to the Ninth Army as soon as possible.

The next day was the first day of school. Mu Xiu and his two roommates got up early and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast.

In this school, there are only a small number of people who can stay in bed.

They have come early, but there are many more people who are earlier than them.

As soon as Mu Xiu and the others entered the dining hall, they attracted a lot of attention, and many eyes, either covert or blatant, followed Mu Xiu.

From time to time, I heard a small gasp, and faintly heard the screams of the girls: "It's so handsome!"

Hua Binsheng and Fu Shigao are also full of confidence with their heads held high. Although they don't have the good looks of Boss Mu, they are also tall and leggy, with good features.

Mu Xiu couldn't stop others from looking at him, and he couldn't open his mouth, so he ignored the vague sights around him.

A few people went to the window to have breakfast, and just found a vacant seat to sit down when a group of students in racerback vests walked in from the door.

They had obviously just finished training, and the vests were still dripping with sweat, clinging to the skin, the bulge of the pectoral muscles and the lines of the abdomen were clearly visible, and the biceps and deltoid muscles of the slightly swinging arms became more and more obvious, just like walking hormones.

YouQi's leader is Li Zhenfang who is currently ranked number one.

The girls became even more restless, and even added the boys' exclamation.

Mu Xiu glanced at it, and was stunned at the first glance, not to mention, that deliberate stern-faced demeanor was really two or three points like Xue Jingxing's.

If it wasn't for that young and handsome face that didn't resemble Xue's family at all, if he didn't know his family background, he would have thought it was some relative of Xue Jingxing.

No wonder outsiders say that Li Zhenfang is General Xiaoxue. The reason for this may not only be because of his potential.

This is imitating Xue Jingxing's temperament!

As if aware of his gaze, Li Zhenfang looked over with sharp eyes, Mu Xiu smiled friendly, and the other party looked away indifferently.

Mu Xiu sneered in his heart, no matter how much he imitated, he only learned the form after all.

Regardless of whether the other party was a human or a dog, Xue Jingxing's attitude would never be condescending, but made people feel respect from the bottom of their hearts.

Mu Xiu didn't take this episode to heart, and after breakfast, the three of them left separately.

They are not in the same major, and the classrooms are not in the same direction. Fortunately, they come out early, so there is no need to worry about being late.

According to the notification information from the terminal, Mu Xiu searched for three to ten minutes before finding a classroom in a remote teaching building in the North Campus.

Mu Xiu came not too early or too late, there were already classmates in the classroom, and the noise could be heard outside——

"What a coincidence! I am also from the Eighth District Licheng..."

"Hey, my name is... what's your name..."

"The notice said that the military training will start tomorrow, so scary! It is said that the amount of training is the same as that of the army, it's terrible..."

"What can I do? Military training in high school is scary enough..."

……

There was a sudden silence in the classroom when he walked in.

Mu Xiu glanced at him, found an empty seat and sat down, and heard whispers after a while.

"It's really Mu Xiu!"

"It's really in our class!"

"The photo is not exaggerated, I am more handsome than the photo..."

"The side face is also handsome! It's 360 degrees with no dead ends!"

The classroom is a stepped seat, which can accommodate a hundred people. There are only a dozen people in it, and it looks very empty. The place Mu Xiu randomly found was originally surrounded by no one, but within a minute, it was surrounded by people.

"Hi, my name is Zhu Lan, and your name is Mu Xiu, right? We both have two names! It's really destined haha, uh, nice to meet you."

Zhu Lan probably seemed a little excited because of talking to the handsome guy, and there were two blushes on her face.

Mu Xiu said politely, "Nice to meet you."

Seeing that someone was the first to strike up a conversation with the handsome guy, the others lost their restraint and introduced themselves one after another.

"My name is Su Yong'er, I..." Before I finished speaking, I was pushed away by others, "My name is..."

The first person to speak was already squeezed out of the circle, and he stomped his feet angrily when he couldn't find a gap to squeeze in again.

Mu Xiu was surrounded in the middle, leaving only a gap of one step around.

Mu Xiu: "..." The smile almost couldn't hold back.

The four boys other than Mu Xiu in the class pushed him away with difficulty, and shouted: "You girls, be more reserved, he and we are from the same country..."

"What are you talking about! They are all in the same class, you want to split?"

"that is!"

There are more and more people in the classroom, and other students have also arrived, whether they are joining in the fun or otherwise, they all joined in.

The whole classroom is even more noisy.

Mu Xiu sighed sadly.

Before coming to school, Mu Xiu had never imagined that he would be so popular.

Before, I either had little contact with people, or I got along with soldiers in the army.

Soldiers only worship the strong, so even if they respect Mu Xiu, it is only because of his strength.

This is the first time that riots have been caused because of her looks.

"It's really energetic!"

An exclamation came from the front, Mu Xiu heard this sentence with sharp ears, raised his eyes slightly, and saw a middle-aged man standing on the podium.

Mu Xiu said, "The teacher is here."

When other people heard Mu Xiu's voice, their first impression was that even the voice was charming and pleasant, and then they realized what Mu Xiu meant. Looking back, there was indeed a middle-aged man with a wrong style in the classroom, so they all looked for him nearby. Sit well.

There are boys sitting on the front, back and right of Mu Xiu, and the passage is on the left.The girls sat around in the shape of stars and the moon, and the classroom quickly became quiet.

"Students, I am the head teacher of your class. As long as you are still in this class for at least four years, I will take care of you. My name is Xiong Guojun. You can call me Mr. Xiong."

Xiong Guojun's name is very strong, but he doesn't match his name at all. He is dressed in a Han shirt and long robe, with two small goatees on his mouth and a fan in his hand. He is very elegant.

Mr. Xiong has a fairy-tale personality, looks harmless, and is easy-going and easy-going.

A boy of medium height at the side turned towards Mu Xiu slightly: "Hi, my name is Zhang Jian."

"He Zicong."

"My name is Fan Lin."

"Jia Xinge, hehe!"

"Hello." Mu Xiu smiled, also expressing kindness to them.

Sure enough, there were only five boys in their class, and all four of them lived in the same dormitory except Mu Xiu.From the first impression, his new classmates are easy to get along with, and his roommates are also friendly. It seems that he will have a good time in this school trip.

Mu Xiu frowned.

Mr. Xiong's clothes are old-fashioned, but he is not pedantic, and he speaks humorously.

"Just now you have introduced yourselves briefly, and I will give you another chance to show off. I will roll the roll later, and everyone should answer positively and enthusiastically, otherwise I will not follow you." Mr. Xiong said without airs, which drew a lot of laughter. I got closer to the head teacher.

Mr. Xiong opened the registration form and started roll call.All of them answered very enthusiastically, shouting very loudly.

After the roll call, Mr. Xiong briefly talked about some rules of the school and the affairs of the Faculty of Arts, and then said: "Now I need an acting class teacher to temporarily act as an agent during the military training."

He briefly talked about the responsibilities of the after-get off work tutor, and then continued, "Students can recommend themselves or recommend."

"Teacher, I recommend Mu Xiu to be the class teacher." Zhu Lan raised her hand and shouted.

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

There was a chorus of voices.

Seeing this, Mr. Xiong made a final decision: "Then Mu Xiu will be the temporary class supervisor during the military training, and new cadres will be re-elected after the military training." Mu Xiu didn't ask Mu Xiu's opinion at all.

Mu Xiu really had no opinion, and felt that being a class leader was a good experience.

"Military training is going to be tomorrow, everyone already knows? After a while, Mu Xiu will first register the size of the clothes worn by the students in the class, and then lead someone to pick up the military training uniforms, and change them if they don't fit. Gather at the gate of the South School, the details of what you can and cannot bring during military training, I will send it to everyone's terminal later, be sure to strictly abide by it."

"Okay~" The students responded lively.

"Several people will come to Building B to move new books later."

After explaining the matter, Mr. Xiong quickly left the classroom.

The matter can be said to be completely handed over to Mu Xiu.

Mu Xiu didn't bring anything when he came to the classroom, but some students enthusiastically provided pens and paper.

Mu Xiu arranged it in an orderly manner, "Student Zhu Lan, can you register for me?"

"Okay, no problem!" Zhu Lan nodded quickly and patted her chest to promise to complete the task.

Mu Xiu took the other four boys to collect the books.

"I'll help move the books too!"

Su Yonger waited for the girls to respond positively, and Zhang Jian smiled and said, "It's good that our boys do all the physical work, and the girls only need to be responsible for the beauty."

Mu Xiu smiled and nodded in agreement, "Student Su Yonger, can you assist Zhu Lan to register?"

"Can……"

Mu Xiu's smile deepened, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It should." The girls blushed and were elated.

Mu Xiu took the four of them out to move books.

Building B was not far away, and each of them brought back their new books with one or two bundles of books.

Mu Xiu was almost a head taller than the other four, and specially slowed down to match their speed.

There are the most students of the same age in the school. Mu Xiu compared the heights of other boys and found that he stands out from the crowd, and there are only a few who are similar in height to him.

Back in the classroom, the students' clothing models had already been counted, and Mu Xiu led people to pick up the military training uniforms, and spent the day in a busy day.