Become a Two-dimensional hero

The duration of the extracurricular training is one week. Although the batch of Sequoia Star has been completed ahead of schedule, the students who have gone to other places have not yet returned to school, so the next few days are vacations.

As a sick patient, Mozart has been out of the gate since he returned to school, just like a young girl in a boudoir.

Wei Qian ran up the stairs carrying the takeaway, and knocked on the door of Mozart's room: "Open the door, open the door, no student Yuyu, your handsome and chic takeaway brother has arrived."

Mozart complained as he opened the door: "You can obviously come around from your own room."

Wei Qian rolled his eyes, and pushed the takeaway into Mozart's arms: "Take it as soon as you see it, you hurt your hand not your leg, it's okay if you don't even bother to go out after eating, even if you're too lazy to open the door for me? Don't want me to hang a pie around your neck?"

Mozart opened the lid and saw that it was his favorite hot and sour powder. The chef aunt in the school cafeteria preferred chili peppers. One box of hot and sour powder and half a box of red pickled peppers. Go, because the spicy is really strong enough.

Mozart is actually not very good at spicy food, but the food he ate during the two days in the hospital was too bland. If he didn’t give rice soup, he only had pickles. He was eager to taste a stronger taste.

While chatting with Wei Qian every day, he picked up chopsticks and prepared noodles: "That won't work, let's hang a piece of bread, the bread won't taste good if it's been left for a long time."

Wei Qian walked to the balcony and prepared to go back to his dormitory. Before leaving, he said: "Hang up a stove for you, bake and eat now!"

Mozart replied in his heart: "That's a good feeling."

Why didn't you talk back?Because he was so excited.As soon as I took a bite, I poured down a glass of water with a "gudong gudong", and sighed when I was done, it was cool!

Before he could take a second sip, there was another knock on the door. Mozart wiped his mouth and opened the door.

Qin Tian smiled and waved to him, holding a lunch box in his hand.

Mozart suddenly felt guilty. He covered the door with his body, blocked Qin Tian's view of the room, and laughed, "Why are you here?"

Qin Tian didn't speak, he suddenly moved forward, Mozart retreated reflexively, and the door that was originally blocked by him opened a crack.

Qin Tian's nose moved: "I seem to smell a spicy smell."

Mozart thought "That's bad", but he still didn't admit it: "Is there? Wei Qian can eat it, hahaha..."

He couldn't stop laughing, because Qin Tian walked in on his own, and there was nowhere to hide the steaming hot and sour noodles he put on the table.

Qin Tian raised his eyebrows, with a stern expression on the bed: "Wei Qian eats hot and sour noodles in your room?"

Mozart's eyes wandered: "He is like this, he always has this incomprehensible hobby."

Qin Tian said "oh", then packed the hot and sour powder that Jiang Jiang took a bite out of the door, turned around and said with a smile: "It's not suitable for patients to eat this, especially if it smells so spicy. I'll give it to you." You brought porridge."

Mozart's eyes followed the Hot and Sour Rice Noodles, reluctantly watching the Hot and Sour Rice Noodles disappear outside the door.Turning his head and resigning himself to his fate, he ate the special millet porridge brought by Qin Tian, ​​which was famous for being bland and tasteless.

His expression was so bitter that he didn't look like he was eating porridge, but rather Huanglian. Qin Tian thought about it, and advanced him a candied date: "When you recover from your injury, I'll treat you to dinner."

Mozart waved his hand: "No, let me treat you to dinner. I should apologize to you for what happened on Jupiter."

Mozart held a spoon in his left hand, and used it to swing his bandaged right hand. Qin Tian grabbed his right hand and held it in his hand to check whether the wound was open. One meal, I treat you as another meal, and I thank you for accompanying you."

Mozart scratched his face in embarrassment: "Actually, it's nothing. The situation was critical at that time. I instinctively blocked the blade. After I blocked it, I realized that I used my hand directly. Thinking about it now, it's quite silly."

Qin Tian thought, you are the only one who is so stupid, who else would see the blade cutting towards someone instead of dodging it but grabbing it with bare hands.

He pretended to be angry and said, "Why are you being polite, besides," he changed the subject: "Actually, you have helped me earn a lot of money, so I should treat you to dinner."

Mozart was taken aback: "Huh?" How could he be so impoverished if he had this ability.

Qin Tian explained the whole story: "In the new mecha fighting competition last semester, I was not beating the top three, but the champion, and I was beating you."

Mozart: "..." He felt as shocked as a bolt from the blue, and the big fool in his feelings was Qin Tian!He stammered and asked: "Why, why? You clearly know my strength."

Qin Tian nodded: "I know, but, in order to prevent the players from playing passively, I can't bet against myself. I can't participate in all the top three bets, because there is me in it. I can only bet on the champion, or I can't choose myself. I chose you."

Mozart: "...so it is like this." He had an inexplicable sense of loss.

Suddenly the phone rang. Mozart looked at his watch. It was repaired after returning from Sequoia Star. It wasn't his own ringing, so it was...he looked at Qin Tian.

Qin Tian nodded and apologized to him first, then connected the phone.Mozart drank millet porridge silently, and then watched Qin Tian reply to the phone.

He suddenly remembered that Qin Tian is now the driver of Lionheart. Although he has come back to participate in this extra-curricular training, he may still have to leave.The feeling of loss became more and more serious, and he finished the rice porridge without knowing it.

After Qin Tian finished making the phone call, Mozart asked sullenly, "Are you going to leave school soon?"

Qin Tian was keenly aware of the depression of the young man. He nodded his head pretending to be deep. Mozart's head was so low that he was about to bury it in the porridge bowl. Qin Tian then added unhurriedly: "I want to leave for a while. The military department decided to count the two battles together, and awarded me the rank of major. Then," he leaned over and looked at Mozart with a smile: "I will continue to stay in school. On the one hand, I will finish my studies, on the other hand~"

He made a fool of himself, and Mozart continued: "What on the other hand?"

Qin Tian smiled and said, "Supervise your diet."

Mozart: "..." His heart, which had reached the bottom of the valley, had a Jedi rebound, jumped out of the sky, and then sank again, but the sinking point was compared with the height of the jump. It's a drop in the bucket, obviously the porridge has no taste, but the sweetness in my heart is like stealing honey.

It took a while to realize belatedly, Qin Tian seemed to say that he was going to be awarded the title just now.Mozart hurriedly congratulated: "Congratulations! Then I will have to salute you when I see you, Major."

Qin Tian imitated Cui Jian's expression: "Private soldier!"

Mozart stood up cooperatively, with his heels together, wrapped in gauze, and gave a proper military salute with his right hand, thick and thick like a cartoon character: "Yes!"

Qin Tian also stood up, with his hands behind his back, stretched his long legs, circled Mozart, inspected it 360 degrees, and commented on Mozart's figure in his heart. The waist is the waist, and the legs are the legs. The figure is definitely not bad.

He whistled in his heart, and then said with a serious face: "It's pretty standard." No matter in figure or military posture.

Mozart didn't realize it, and secretly rejoiced in his heart with the secret that only he knew: "You will not only be the youngest major, but you will also be a major general in the future." There are only three generals in this huge country, all of whom have made great military achievements. , Qin Tian will be the fourth person.

In the future, it will be a great honor for soldiers of any rank to be inspected and praised by the general, especially Qin Tian, ​​a military legend. Zhijun is notoriously ruthless, don't say praises, just don't say cynicism.

Mozart remembered reading a gossip article, which denounced Qin Tian's various shortcomings, the typical tiger with a smile, the brighter the smile, the more terrifying, that's all, Qin Tian is also famous for his poisonous tongue, often A life of doubt that can run you down.The author is talking about nose and eyes, and the signature seems to be... well, Mozart recalled, the ID seems to be called "It's definitely not for money".

Of course, in the eyes of fans, this is not a shortcoming. How can you be considered a good general if you don’t manage the army strictly? Mozart even scolded the “absolutely not for money” on the Internet for three pages, so that he was deeply impressed by this id.

Mozart thought elatedly, if he told his friend Wu Yong about Qin Tian boasting about himself, he might be envious to death.

The two had their own thoughts, looked at each other, and smiled brightly at each other, and the new flowers blooming outside the dormitory in the early spring were incomparable.

The author has something to say: there is no progress, let me preview the next map, Vienna Star

When a spoiler-addicted person becomes the author, how painful and painful it is.

This chapter is also called "I treat you as an idol but you want to fuck me"