Become a Two-dimensional hero

"Mozart!"

Mozart looked at his bad friend Wu Yong who ran towards him with his dead fish eyes, and complained, "How many times have I said, don't call me Mozart, I decided to change my name, from now on I will be called Mo Youyu."

Wu Yong grinned: "Understood, Mozart!"

Mozart: "... beat you!"

Wu Yong grabbed Mozart's shoulders, and put on a good brother-in-law posture: "Your name is simply Sima Zhao's heart, and Mo Youyu, why didn't you just call it No Rain! Tsk tsk, you are worthy of Qin Tian's name." Hardcore iron powder."

Mozart rolled his eyes and said, "You don't care if I am Mo Youyu or No Rain, as long as I am not Mozart, I will be fine."

Wu Yong: "School will start in a few days. Does your uncle know about your application for the military academy?"

Mozart: "...Got it."

Wu Yong looked surprised: "I know you are still standing here intact! Uncle didn't break your dog legs!"

The corner of Mozart's eyes twitched: "Before my uncle interrupts my dog ​​leg, I will interrupt yours first, and I have a companion in the hospital."

Wu Yong hurriedly backed away a few steps, laughing and laughing: "Although we have been friends since we were young and wore a pair of pants, I still won't accompany you in this matter! Hey, the Star of the Galaxy Memorial Hall is open, hurry up and go away."

Mozart rolled his eyes for the third time, and the surrounding crowd rushed into the memorial hall. Wu Yong dragged Mozart into the crowd and ran towards the memorial hall.

When we arrived in the hall, the voice of the director sounded: "The Galaxy Star Memorial Hall commemorates all the heroes of the Interstellar Federation Republic who have been awarded the Galaxy Star Medal. The Galaxy Star is the highest honor of the Republic. This booth exhibits Major General Qin Tian. His He is the youngest major general in the history of the Interstellar Federation Republic, and also the youngest winner of the Galactic Star Medal. It is now 3240 in the star calendar, and Major General Qin Tian is only 38 years old.

The crowd took out all kinds of photographic equipment and shot at Qin Tian's booth. The flashes dazzled everyone.From time to time, fans would scream, "Major General Qin Tian is so handsome!"

"Of course!" Mozart thought proudly.That was my idol since childhood!

Wu Yong was very disdainful of Qin Tian's photos in the memorial hall: "If you want to tell me, seeing Qin Tian in the memorial hall is better than going to your room. Your room is full of 360-degree photos of Qin Tian with no dead ends."

Mozart: "...you sound like I'm a pervert."

Wu Yong was puzzled: "Aren't you? I was shocked when I entered your room for the first time! The baby is scared to death, okay? There is a poster of Qin Tian facing the door. After closing the door and looking at the door, there is another one. Lie on the bed and have a rest. Well, there's one on the ceiling too!"

Mozart: "...what do you know, I just ensure that I can see idols at any time!"

Wu Yong: "Okay, okay, I don't understand, you should think about how to pass your uncle's test. In a few days, Major General Qin Tian will come to the school to give a speech for freshmen, so don't you really lie in the hospital crying plaster."

Mozart fell into deep thought. Last night, his uncle accidentally found the admission notice he had hidden, only to find out that Mozart had secretly applied for the First Federal Military Academy. Although his uncle did not interrupt his dog legs that night, it was only a matter of time before he saw his face.

If you want to talk about why your uncle is so opposed to Mozart's admission to the military academy, Mozart said that you can know it from his name. The uncle is all about training himself to be a musician, saying that it is the last wish of his musician parents.

From childhood to adulthood, whenever Mozart had a little interest other than music, my uncle immediately put on a face of a late mother, as if he had done something heinous.In fact, Uncle Wannianglian is only 32 years old. During the star calendar years, with the development of medicine, the life span of human beings has been greatly extended, and the age of 30 is youth.Mozart thought for a while and then rolled his eyes. His uncle was not as rigid as 32, but as if he was already 320. He was smelly and hard like a stone in a latrine.

But where there is oppression, there is resistance!Although Mozart was not able to revolutionize by force when he was a child, he could secretly study music?Then play randomly, making all the music teachers who taught me angry enough, and said to the uncle with a little temper: "Please be smart." temper." The central idea is: "I can't teach anymore!"

However, my uncle went all the way to the dark. Even if Mozart was a stubborn rock in music, he made up his mind to dig a hole in the rock and set it with diamonds artificially.

Mozart, who graduated from high school and was preparing to take the university entrance examination, was forced by his uncle to join the Vienna Conservatory of Music.However, Mozart handed in the blank paper and came back to spread his hands to his uncle: "I didn't pass the exam!" Then he turned around and secretly participated in the independent enrollment of the First Federal Military Academy, and became the first student of this year with an excellent score of S-level mental strength. .

Mental power is an important indicator of modern soldiers. The level of mental power is directly related to the degree of integration with the mecha and the length of combat. S-level mental power is rare in a hundred years. The first S-level freshman in the military academy entered school 20 years ago Qin Tian.

As Mozart's bad friend for more than ten years, Wu Yong was admitted to the military academy together with Mozart, but his mental strength is only B-level.If it wasn't for the birth of the S-level Mozart this year, the B-level would be considered excellent. After all, in previous years, the freshmen of the A-level were the top students in each session.

Wu Yong greeted Mozart and said that he would go to the booth of General Wen Mu next to him.Wen Mu was Qin Tian's previous Galaxy star.He was only 50 when he was awarded the star, which broke history, but Qin Tianqing was born in the blue, and he was only 25 when he was awarded the star. Mozart looked at the projection of Qin Tian in front of him. The image was the scene of Qin Tian fighting in the exclusive mech Lionheart.

Mozart couldn't help but smile, with a little pride, this is his idol!In fact, Mozart has a little secret. He met Qin Tian when he was five years old. Qin Tian was supposed to attend the star awarding ceremony that day, but Qin Tian didn't go. He was wandering around the capital star and met a man who had an argument with his uncle and ran out of the house. Mozart.

Mozart was dissatisfied with his uncle who always asked him to learn music. At that time, he didn't understand that armed revolution required force first, and he didn't learn to quietly accumulate strength for the revolution. On the bench in the park, watching the live broadcast of the Milky Way Star Conferring Ceremony on the billboard on the street, he said with resentment: "Hmph, what a bullshit Milky Way Star."

A man was sitting on the chair next to him. After listening to the five-year-old Mozart's wild words, he chuckled and echoed, "Yes, what a shitty star of the Milky Way." Mozart turned his head and felt that this big brother was born very Pretty, and kind of familiar.

The live broadcast on the billboard was changed to Qin Tian’s holographic projection because Qin Tian himself was not present. Mozart’s eyes widened. Isn’t the person on the screen the big brother next to him!Qin Tian stood up and walked in front of Mozart, touched Mozart's head, looked at the close-up of the Galaxy Star medal on the screen, and murmured: "This star is not glory, but..." His voice was very low, and Mozart didn't listen. clear.

Mozart didn't know why, but he felt that Qin Tian was really handsome!Whether it is the image of Qin Tian fighting on the screen or the big brother in front of him, Mozart put his uncle and the annoying music behind him at once. The stars looked at Qin Tian. He also looked up at the sea of ​​stars.Five-year-old Mozart made a decision under the starry sky, to fight against his uncle to the end, and to be the next star of the galaxy himself!Since then, Qin Tian has become Mozart's hero idol.

"In a few days, I can see you." Mozart looked at Qin Tian's image and silently clenched his fists.Qin Tian in the video just ended the battle and smiled at the camera.Mozart also laughed, a little silly, thinking about the days when they met each other, wondering if Qin Tian still remembered him.

There are more and more people around, and people seem to come back to Qin Tian's booth again.The interior of the memorial hall is a circular long ladder. Sightseeing people walk on the long ladder. On the walls are the images of the stars of the Milky Way. From the bottom is the first Milky Way star, and Qin Tian's booth is at the top.

Mozartlai stood in front of Qin Tian's booth, no matter how crowded the crowd behind him was, he clung to the railing and refused to let go.Taking advantage of the white eyes of the surrounding middle-aged women, he assumed a posture of moving in all directions.

Suddenly, Mozart felt a strong force coming from behind, pushing him forward, and the railing in front of him made a cracking sound of "Sla".

Mozart: "???" He didn't have time to complain about which bastard pushed him, and he didn't have time to complain about this tofu project.He fell in a straight line and looked at the ground getting closer and closer. Mozart had the last thought: "Obviously we will see Qin Tian in a few days..."

"Hello, Mozart."

This voice sounded in Mozart's mind, and his consciousness was suddenly pulled out of the chaos. He opened his eyes, and in front of him was a desert that was thousands of miles away.

Mozart: "???" What the hell is this place?

Mozart stood up, only to find a disc-shaped machine under his body, which looked very much like a ten-dollar sweeping robot...

The three light bulbs above the sweeping robot's head flashed one by one, and made a synthetic mechanical sound: "It is 3220, and this is Baisha Star, the Eastern Tucker Desert."

Mozart rolled his eyes, lay down on the soft sand, and kept saying, "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming..."

The robot vacuum rolled to Mozart's face with the pulley at the bottom, and said ruthlessly, "Mozart, this is not a dream."

Mozart stared sideways at the robot: "How do you know my name? Now the scammers have come up with a new trick? Pretend to travel through time and get my bank password?" Thinking of this, Mozart immediately put his hands on his chest, like a girl from a good family who has been bullied : "You are dreaming!"

The robot was silent for a while, and the indicator light flickered. It seemed to be analyzing the meaning of this passage, and finally chose a question that he knew to answer: "Mozart, I have read your identity information. Your bank password is 0920. Your bank password is 1211. The password of the bedroom safe is [-], which is Qin Tian's..."

Mozart quickly stretched out his hand, trying to make him shut up, but looking at the disk, he really didn't know where the sound generator was, so he threw himself on it.Shouted: "I believe it, I believe it, quickly accept the supernatural power!"

The robot stopped talking.Mozart sat cross-legged on the sand, folded his hands on his chest, and examined the robot of unknown origin: "What are you? How did I get here? Didn't I fall from a building? Am I dead?"

Robot: "I am the hero system, Mozart, you are here to save the world."

Mozart: "...to save the world you should go to the high school student in the second-to-last row by the window, I'm overage."

The robot blocked the sentences it didn't understand, and continued to answer: "You are not dead, but..." The robot paused: "If you don't run, you will die."

Mozart looked back, the wind was howling, and the yellow sand rolled up into the sky. The sky in the distance was gray and yellow, and this piece of yellow sand was approaching in this direction.

Mozart: "..." Sandstorm!