First generation female Alpha

After throwing the person out of the gate, Cen Zhao clapped his hands, and closed the door with a bang, regardless of the mood of the people outside.

He Xiaoxiao leaned over, dumbfounded: "Why are you so violent? She won't depend on you if you say it well."

Noticing that the girl was standing less than half a meter behind him, Cen Zhao rolled his eyes and fell to the side as soon as his legs softened.

As expected, He Xiaoxiao was startled, rushed forward with a stride, and held her up with great effort.

"Zhao Zhao! Are you okay?!"

Cen Zhao raised his hand to cover his forehead, hung on the girl with a dizzy look, carefully controlled his strength so as not to overwhelm her, and said vaguely: "It's okay, it's just a little dizzy just now, sit down It will be fine in a while."

That's what she said, but she didn't intend to sit down at all, she held He Xiaoxiao and stood there motionless, then rested her chin on the girl's shoulder, bending over very hard.

He Xiaoxiao didn't suspect him, dragging and dragging him to the bedroom on the second floor, within 10 minutes she was sweating and almost collapsed.

"It's not too early now, you just go to bed early."

Cen Zhao "struggled" to prop up his upper body: "I haven't showered yet, so I can't sleep like this."

He Xiaoxiao reached out and pressed her shoulders, not letting her get up, her face was full of helplessness: "You lie down for a while, I'm covered in sweat, go wash first, and come back after washing."

Cen Zhao lay back obediently: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come out."

He Xiaoxiao took a set of Cen Zhao's pajamas and went into the bathroom. Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Cen Zhao couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, trying to press it down, but no matter how hard he pressed it, he could still touch it when he reached out to touch it. Seeing the obvious smile, he could only bury his face in the quilt in the end, so as not to be seen by people who came out later.

He Xiaoxiao washed quickly, and when she came out in pajamas that were a few sizes too big, she saw that the person who was clamoring to take a bath just now had already fallen asleep.

Standing by the bed, He Xiaoxiao was a little at a loss.

wake her up?

But seeing her sleeping so deeply, what if she wakes up and gives her a headache?

Just let her continue to sleep?

Then after she wakes up, will she blame herself for not waking her up, sleeping without taking a bath, and thinking about it makes her feel uncomfortable?

Hearing that the girl had been standing by the bed since she came out of the bathroom, Cen Zhao waited for a long time before she could make another move. After thinking about it, he pretended to be talking in his sleep and said, "Taking... um... uncomfortable..."

Then she heard He Xiaoxiao sigh softly, stepping on the wet slippers and going back to the bathroom, and then heard the sound of washing towels from inside.

With his face buried in the quilt, Cen Zhao almost laughed out loud, and he endured and endured, before he suppressed the smile, lying motionless under the quilt.

After a while, He Xiaoxiao came out of the bathroom with a clean towel soaked in hot water, and clumsily undressed Cen Zhao to scrub, first wiped his face, then moved down, and took the opportunity to touch his waist when it reached his waist. After picking up two handfuls of Cen Zhao's beautiful vest strings, Cen Zhao clearly heard the sound of the little girl smacking her lips, and he didn't know if it was because of envy or some other reason, but her expression almost tensed when she heard it.

He Xiaoxiao skipped over the part covered by her boxer briefs, and continued to wipe down from her thighs. After she finished wiping Cen Zhao's whole body, she went back to the bathroom to wash the towels, and then wiped her a second time when she came out...

It's like serving a critically ill patient who is paralyzed in bed.

After wiping twice, He Xiaoxiao felt as if she had accomplished a major event, her tired arms could hardly lift, and when she thought about those lean muscles on Cen Zhao's body, she suddenly felt that she really lacked exercise. It's really not good to feel tired if you move a little bit.

Otherwise, I should take some time to do some exercise every day in the future, at least I can't just work casually and get tired.

Thinking of this, He Xiaoxiao took out the quilt that was folded into tofu cubes from the cabinet next to her, covered Cen Zhao who was only wearing a pair of underwear, and then fell directly beside her, ready to sleep.

Although the dormitory arranged by the Zhongjing Military Academy for the students is big enough, there is only one bedroom and one bed. If she doesn’t sleep on the bed, she can only sleep on the sofa. Anyway, the bed is enough for two people, and it’s not the first time for them to sleep together. Zhang bed, He Xiaoxiao sleeps without any psychological pressure.

After half an hour.

Cen Zhao opened his eyes slightly, looked at He Xiaoxiao who was already asleep, stretched out his hand to gently embrace her, hugged her, and finally closed his eyes contentedly.

……

The next morning, when He Xiaoxiao woke up, Cen Zhao was no longer in the dormitory. The routines of military students are very standardized, especially for early morning exercises, which are all monitored by portable smart phones. Although many students use plug-ins to cheat and sleep late , but Cen Zhao didn't intend to do this, so every morning's morning exercise was unshakable, unless there were other tasks arranged, otherwise she would definitely be seen on the training ground.

He Xiaoxiao didn't know that she was hugged and slept all night as a humanoid pillow after finishing the work. In fact, Cen Zhao had thought about letting her wake up in his arms, but it was too much to think about it. It's not good to leave a shadow in my heart. In the end, I can only get up regretfully and talk about it later.

On the same day, He Xiaoxiao did some further processing on the information and materials collected yesterday in the renovation laboratory in the basement of Cen Zhao's dormitory, then greeted Cen Zhao who was in class, left the Zhongjing Military Academy by car, and returned to Albatron.

After class, when Cen Zhao went to the competition team, he was warmly welcomed by the team members. Students came one after another with questions. It was then that she realized that there were so many engineering mechs that she had designed. The part that I didn't even know how to make.

She was able to get so many patents back then, and there were too many flukes.

After trying to understand this, Cen Zhao's attitude towards this competition became more correct. Taking advantage of the heated discussion between everyone and her, he asked a lot of super-outline content that he encountered in the design but hadn't learned yet. Let's discuss it together , a lot of harvest.

There is not much time left before the official start of the competition. After the design is finalized, they still need to make a finished product to participate in the competition, so everyone works very hard. Design drafts are published one after another, and each version is better than the previous one. More progress, it can be seen that these team members are geniuses.

As someone who has seen semi-finished mechs in the four institutes, Cen Zhao certainly understands the gap between these students and the mature mechanical designers of the four institutes, but it is impossible for her to use the designs of the four institutes for them. In addition to professional ethics issues, there is also respect for oneself and for team members.

Innovation is the foundation of design. Picking up people's teeth has no other benefits except being ridiculed and leaving a stain on one's life.

After today's discussion ended, Cen Zhao was left by the department head to speak alone.

Not knowing what he was going to do, Cen Zhao put on 12 points of vigilance, almost treating him as Zhong Chenglin, guarding against him doing something harmful to her or Nie Xingli.

The head of the department noticed her vigilance and resistance, but he didn't care, and asked her as if he hadn't noticed, "You are an intern at the four institutes, and you should have seen the military mechas designed and researched by the experts and professors at the four institutes. What do you think, How far is the difference between the mecha designed by our team and the one designed by Si?"

Is this to let her steal the design?

Cen Zhao frowned secretly, and replied coldly: "It's far away."

"Could you give me an analogy? It's more vivid."

"...the difference between DR03 and DR331."

The DR series speeding car is the most well-known and popular flying car in the interstellar range. The latest model number is 331, while the 03 model is an old model more than 30 years ago, and it can only be seen in the exhibition hall at present.

Such a gap can be said to be very large. The 30 years of technological development and design changes are completely at the level of a gap. Thinking about it makes people desperate.

The head of the department frowned upon hearing this: "Is it that big?"

Cen Zhao's heart gradually aroused, and he always felt that his next sentence would be "Then you can help me get some design drawings from the Fourth Institute." If he refused, he had already written a draft on his lips, as long as he opened his mouth, he would be able to make a decisive decision reject.

However, to her surprise, the dean finally just sighed heavily, and then grabbed his hair: "So this time we have to lose to the Federal University again."

Cen Zhao, who was about to say no, only felt that he was holding his breath in his mouth and almost choked her to death. It took two seconds before he answered, and asked, "Why are you so sure?"

The head of the department smiled wryly: "Because I know a brother who is a professional instructor in the team at the Federal University. He worked part-time in four universities last year, and then told me that this time the design presented by the competition team of the Federal University was almost It’s time to catch up with the finished design drafts of the four schools that came out last year.”

Cen Zhao raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "The team at Federal University also designs mechas?"

The head of the department looked at Cen Zhao with some amusement: "The advent of engineering mechas is too exciting. Now I don't know how many research institutions are focusing on mechas and want to make a second shot. The competition between the two schools is such a good opportunity. , who will let it go?"

Cen Zhao thinks about it, if she is not the designer of the engineering mecha, the moment she sees the engineering mecha, she will think about designing a mecha herself, right?

In fact, although Nie Xingli proposed the design of engineering mechs, wasn't she also stimulated by the mechas of the four institutes?

"Then what should we do now?" The head of the department didn't make any request, but Cen Zhao took the initiative to ask.

"Is there anything else to do but keep improving?"

The head of the department looked at Cen Zhao with a half-smile, as if saying "I know what you're thinking, but I won't say it", which made Cen Zhao very uncomfortable.

Is it because she thinks too badly about people?

But if you lower your guard at this time, what should you do if you get tricked later?

Cen Zhao thought for a while, and decided to be cautious, so he let go of his expression and followed his words: "Indeed, the only way to go is to continue to improve."

"Ah."

There is no other topic to talk about, and the conversation between the two ends here.