The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

The test at the end of the month ended quickly, and the results were turned into rankings and appeared on the light screen in the hall of the teaching building on the second day.

There are ten panels, the top is the class ranking, and the bottom is the personal ranking. Because of the freshmen, Class A and Jian Qiuran are both in the last column.

But they are equally eye-catching. For Class A, most of the students said: "Hmph, I didn't embarrass the general."

For Jian Qiuran, it was: "Ah, ah, the school grass is so handsome in the ID photo", "The school grass is really good", "The school grass is great", "I knew the school grass is still No.1".

Class A: "..."

Come on, they have no place.

In addition to the school's light screen rankings, each class also has its own light screen display, the same ten boards, the top five are the top five, and the bottom five are the bottom five. Like public executions, there are ranking names and photos, and they are also placed side by side. Together.

The last five students wailed, especially unable to bear to look directly at them.

"What's your name? Now I know I'm sorry?" The head teacher knocked on the table to signal quietness: "It's not harming you to let you work hard in normal times. Don't regret it only when the grades come out. How can you get nothing in return if you don't pay? If you feel ashamed, work hard Try not to be the last five."

"Of course, other students should also work hard. We don't want to appear in the bottom five to compare with Jane, do we?"

The whole class: "Yes!!"

Jian Qiuran: "..."

He waited for everyone to finish shouting, and said calmly: "I'm also a little nervous."

The whole class: "Are you nervous??"

Jian Qiuran said: "I am nervous, I am afraid of hurting your self-esteem."

The whole class realized it was a taunt in a second, and immediately howled: "You are too arrogant, just wait, we will definitely surpass you!!"

"That's right, we can't and there's Aneurin."

"Come on for the top five, don't be looked down upon by the school grass!!"

The teacher never stopped this kind of thing that aroused fighting spirit, and watched them make trouble with a smile.On the contrary, Jian Qiuran found that An Nailin was absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking.

When class was over, Jian Qiuran took the time to ask him: "Is it really hit by me?"

Anuilin choked, with a look of reluctance to admit it.

Jian Qiuran patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, I know I'm very good, needless to say, I understand everything."

Aneulin: "You know a hammer!!"

He brushed away the young man's hypocritical hand, snorted coldly, calmed down after a while, and asked him, "How did you get here for seven months?"

Jian Qiuran said truthfully: "I hang my life by the nutrition warehouse."

After thinking about it, he added: "The specific is to compress the physical training within seven months, and the general will conduct high-intensity training."

Anuilin imagined it, and immediately became awed: "You are amazing."

Jian Qiuran: "I always knew."

Anuilin's veins tensed up, and he calmed down again: "Although I don't know what happened before, I hope that in the future, you will not waste time studying hard and hardening your foundation well. Sometimes the lack of foundation is even more fatal."

Jian Qiuran: "Okay."

He restrained his expression and said seriously: "You are also very powerful. You don't need me to tell you the importance of the foundation. A steady and steady road is the direction you are going. Follow your own feelings for many years and don't be confused by the forks around the road. .”

Anelin smiled: "Okay, when the Legion meets again in the future, I will definitely not show mercy."

Jian Qiuran raised her eyebrows: "That's really embarrassing, I have already decided to skip a grade, and I may have to go one step ahead."

Aneulin was startled: "Why did you skip a grade? You ignored the basics just now, didn't you?"

Jian Qiuran: "No, I'm just used to high-intensity training, and I will attend a few classes in the second grade in a few days."

Anuilin suddenly became sour: "Will the general guide you personally?"

Jian Qiuran: "You are also guiding yourself now."

Anuilin thought about it too, just when the teacher entered the classroom to announce that the class was over, he turned back quickly without asking any further questions.

As a result, after training in the afternoon, the general took Jian Qiuran out alone, and the whole class saw what is called real hell devil training.

When they train, the next door is ten times training, when the students in their class are one-on-one, the next door is students and generals one-on-one, they take turns to fight against each other, and the next door is to keep fighting until the school draft fails.

Tragic, too unbearable to look at.

Compared with the school grass, they are mentally retarded, okay? !

If it wasn't for the fact that after the training was over, the general was instantly gentle and lifted the young man into his arms and carried him away, they would have thought that the two had broken up because of love, which would have caused the general to turn his face in public.

The next day, Jian Qiuran climbed out of the nutrition warehouse and was full of energy. Under the eyes of many students, she walked to the side again to open a small stove.

If you are not convinced, it’s okay, let’s train together, as long as you can bear it, feel free to join.

At the beginning, some newborn students who were not afraid of tigers rushed over excitedly, and they were carried back after 2 minutes...

They thought too well, thinking that it would be okay for the school grass to last so long, and it would be okay for the school grass to avoid them, thinking...it turned out later, it was just their thought.

After paying a terrible price, the students in Class A have become honest, and over time they can even keep their eyes on each other and complete their training tasks conscientiously.

On the other side, Jian Qiuran quickly adapted to the man's rhythm. It may be that she had fought too much with little white tigers in the past. Compared with the step-by-step teaching method of the military school, Jian Qiuran is more accustomed to the quick, accurate and ruthless style of the general.

High-intensity anti-pressure can bring him a lot of unexpected explosive power and surprises, and the basics are also adjusted little by little with doubled training, and new progress is made every day.

Jian Qiuran's current shortcoming is weapons and mechas... After all, he has lived on the earth for decades and has never been exposed to these things. He has been in the Imperial Capital galaxy for less than a year and is much worse than other native interstellar people.

The general planned to bring him directly to the First Army, and spread out his weapons and live ammunition to teach him.

Since the development of the imperial galaxy, it has been shot one by one. It pays great attention to research in this area. At present, there are as many as a thousand kinds of personal combat weapons alone, as well as various heavy-duty weapons such as mechs, battleships, escort ships, and sky fortresses. The number of weapons, including the secret weapons on the border of the planet and the ultimate weapons in the imperial capital, is astonishing.

Jian Qiuran silently memorized how to use the category functions, and seemed to be back in the game when he was memorizing the buttons by rote. At that time, he was still running around for money, fighting with the little white tiger for 100 million.

It didn't take long, but rote memorization again turned into fulfilling a dream and living a life that was unimaginable before...

Life is like a dream, it really is like a daydream.

Jian Qiuran pursed her lips and paused for a second to make a quick choice when she heard the man say a high-energy gun.

"What are you thinking?" In just a second, the man has already moved faster, gently pressing against his head: "Do you know what will be rewritten in this second? Do you dare to be distracted while practicing weapons?"

Jian Qiuran: "I was wrong."

Man: "Well, for the sake of sincere apology, I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes."

Jian Qiuran knew what he wanted to hear, and said frankly, "I just remembered the past and lost my mind for a second."

Hearing this, the man put away his gun and frowned, "You miss home?"

Jian Qiuran didn't deny it: "I think about it, and I also think about you in the past...ah, it's the little white tiger in the past. The relationship between the two of us is not good. We used to fight in the virtual space. I was willing to be hammered by you for several months for 100 million. , It’s unbelievable to think about it now.”

The man's eyes were dim, and even though he knew that the little white tiger was him, he still couldn't help feeling sour, biting his ear and asking, "You think of him that much?"

Jian Qiuran: "...I didn't miss him either. I saw that there were too many types of weapons, and suddenly remembered that there were too many warrior buttons. I didn't think about it."

Man: "What else do you think?"

Jian Qiuran: "Not anymore."

Man: "Huh?"

Jian Qiuran: "It's really gone!!"

The man snorted inexplicably, and finally raised his head from his neck: "Don't miss him, miss me."

Jian Qiuran took the opportunity to step back and straighten her collar: "You are obviously a beast, why are you always jealous?"

The man is unreasonable: "Just jealous."

Jian Qiuran laughed at him: "You are very similar to the little white tiger."

After Jian Qiuran finished speaking, she regretted it. He didn't open any pot, and just wanted to say something to remedy it, when the man glanced at him, and suddenly disappeared in place and turned into a white, soft little white tiger.

Jian Qiuran: "!!!"

It's been a long time since I saw this form, and the nostalgia and excitement for that moment came to my heart instantly. As soon as the young man bent down to hug him, he saw the man suddenly change back, and he pulled him into his arms with his backhand.

Jian Qiuran slammed into the man's hard arms, and immediately lost all feeling, raised her hand and punched him: "Why are you changing so fast, I haven't touched it yet."

The man raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you touch it? And punched it."

Jian Qiuran: "How can this be the same?"

The man asked back: "Didn't you say the same?"

Jian Qiuran: "..."

Damn, it turned out to be waiting for him here.

Jian Qiuran was stuck for a few seconds, and finally found the reason: "You are the same in my heart, it's just that the shape of the little white tiger I haven't seen for a long time is a bit strange and I want to see more."

The man snorted and stared at him like a scumbag.

Jian Qiuran could only continue coaxing: "Really, I like them all the same."

As he spoke, he thought of something again, and suggested: "If you don't turn into a big white tiger when you go home, I can prove that I like it the same."

The man is ruthless: "No."

"why?"

"I know you want to sleep white belly."

"..."

"Or else," the man saw his gloomy expression, he took the initiative to relax: "Will you lie on my stomach and rest?"

"No." The originally expectant gaze was withdrawn in an instant, and Jian Qiuran's disgust was particularly obvious.

"Why not? Are my abs not good-looking? Why do you dislike them?" The originally cold general suddenly began to worry about it. He has been concerned about this matter for a long time!

The young man was particularly confident: "I have what you have, and a man with a hard abdominal muscle is not as comfortable as a white belly."

The man narrowed his eyes: "So, you like white belly the most?"

Jian Qiuran looked away guiltily.

man:"……"

He suspected that the young man was with him because of his white belly! !