In order to support my wife, I became the founding emperor [StarCraft]

Gavin did not reject Song Qian's proposal on the spot.

He pondered for a moment, then replied seriously: "Please allow me to think about it for a few days. As you know, I am only at the first level."

Gavin hadn't inquired about the highest combat power of the Yuanwu department this year.But thinking about it, it won't be lower than the fourth rank.

It doesn't matter if there are parallel imports of drugs, but there won't be too many parallel imports.

What's more, the school's entrance exam is a real arena.

Although the banners were put up that said "as soon as they are ordered", in fact there are people who are scrapped and carried to the hospital every year.

He didn't want to transfer to the Yuanwu Department before, just to avoid fighting, but he didn't expect Song Qian to come out with him like this.

"The first level is not a problem... There is still one month before the competition. Besides, this competition will probably last for a full month. So we still have two months. If you need any resources, you can apply to me first. I I will do my best to train you." Song Qian's words were resounding, as the head of the Department of Mechanical Engineering, he fully has this authority.

When he heard this, Gavin couldn't help but move.

Before, he earned a full 200 ​​million by provoking freshmen from the Yuanwu Department, and he finally felt more comfortable.

If it is only used for daily expenses, it will definitely last for a long time.

But if it's used for cultivation...it's a bit stretched.What's more, there is such a money shredder on New Year's Eve.

Obviously, what Song Qian meant was that he opened up his own small private warehouse.Or part of the authority of the Mechanical Department for the two of them to use.

It's just that the power of a series is gathered to train two people, just for a qualifying match.Even if he wins the first place, at most he will be the chairperson of the grade... What's the point?

While Gavin was meditating, Qiu Yu who was beside him spoke.

"Teacher, I have the same major as him." Qiu Yu's tone showed some resistance inadvertently.

Song Qian kept smiling: "The registration requirements do not say that the same major cannot form a team."

This time, Qiu Yu was silent.

Song Qian didn't say much, his eyes swept over the faces of the two of them: "I'm not forcing you, because of some reasons, I can't explain to you... But, you must participate in this competition. I hope that the machine will The department can rise in your class."

He turned his head, looked out of the window with his hands behind his back, and his voice gradually became cold: "I am the head of the Mechanical Department. I implore you to represent the Mechanical Department. I can give you one night to think about it. I don't want to hear negatives." The answer - go back."

After a while, Song Qian heard two "yes".

It was Gavin who spoke calmly and calmly; the one who showed obvious resistance in his voice was Qiu Yu...

The two left the classroom, but Song Qian couldn't help but sighed.

In his mind, he remembered the words of the vice principal during the previous meeting.

"I think Yuanwu Academy only needs the Yuanwu Department. The Department of Mechanical Engineering can be merged with the School of Medicine to establish a Military Auxiliary Academy..."

……

Yuanwu Academy has always received the most state subsidies.

If the Mechanical Engineering Department was separated from the Yuanwu Academy and re-established some military auxiliary academy together with the Medical Academy, the funding would definitely be affected, and the status would plummet even more.

Song Qian actually knew why the vice principal wanted to do this.

The number of people in the mechanical department is almost only one-tenth of the Yuanwu department, but the funds allocated each time account for one-third of the entire Yuanwu Academy.This made the teaching conditions of the Department of Mechanical Engineering much better than those of the Department of Yuanwu.There is still a surplus every year, and all the teachers in the department are well-funded.

But the highest level in the Department of Mechanical Engineering is a professor surnamed Li, rank nine.As for the source martial arts department, even the grade chairmen of the fourth grade are all ninth-rank source martial artists.For so many years, only one of his professors in the Department of Mechanical Engineering became the vice president.

Song Qian couldn't help but feel more melancholy.

"Students in the Department of Mechanics seldom go to the battlefield, but why do you say that the source pattern array is useless... If you are not a mechanic, where do you get the source weapon..." Song Qian said to himself in a voice that only he could hear Soliloquy.

The most ridiculous thing is that in the end, it was necessary to use the qualifying method to retain the qualification of the mechanical department to stay in Yuanwu Academy.

Song Qian was silent for a moment, and began to draw the source pattern array on the spot.

He wrote in a mess, and didn't use alloys. The milky white source energy gathered, and the silver light shone. When the last stroke fell, the whole classroom suddenly became bright.

This is a teleportation array, but even the textbooks rarely have the shadow of this source pattern array.

Because of this source pattern array, currently only one person can be teleported.

But what if this source pattern is big enough to teleport an army?

Song Qian disappeared in place.

***

Gavin and Qiu Yu left the classroom.

Since they all had to go back to the dormitory, they were forced to drop by.

The two walked together, silent, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

So Gavin took the lead to ask: "Do you want to add a communication number?" After all, they might be teammates in the future, and they must still be in touch.

Qiu Yu's eyes fell on Gavin's face, his expression was extremely cold.

"No." He looked away.

So proud of a man.

So Gavin stopped talking, his mind was full of New Year's Eve now.

Are you obedient in the dormitory on New Year's Eve? Are you playing games or studying?I just learned a new hair braid today, and I can make a small braid for New Year’s Eve after returning to the dormitory... He knows that he has started to love beauty recently on New Year’s Eve, and he has to go to the sink every morning to comb himself clean .

Not to mention, I'm used to taking New Year's Eve with me everywhere, but now that my pocket is empty, I'm really not used to it.

The two walked all the way to the gate of the teaching building. Gavin was thinking of saying goodbye to Qiu Yu out of politeness, when he saw Qiu Yu's face, who was still glamorous and noble just now, suddenly melted like ice and snow, and a smile appeared.

He quickened his pace, and before he even had time to say hello to Gavin, he stepped forward in two or three steps, and walked to the side of the two people on the side of the road.

Gavin's gaze moved over, and unexpectedly found that one of them was Qing Yi...the other, he didn't know.

He withdrew his gaze, turned around and was about to leave.

Qiu Yu had a smile on her face. When she laughed, there were two sweet dimples on her cheeks, and stars were shining in her eyes.

"Jiayuan, why are you here?"

Lin Jiayuan's eyebrows frowned inadvertently, and then slowly relaxed, with a smile on his face: "I thought you started school today, so I stopped by to see you."

Qiu Yu was appointed by the Lin Clan...Baby kiss.

Speaking of this, this is also a matter of anger. The old lady of the Lin Clan is the Qiu family. He accompanied Mr. Lin on the battlefield back then.

Counting back 300 years, the Qiu family was also a high-ranking family in the empire.However, since ancient times, the country has been easy to defend but difficult to defend. Except for the nine clans of the empire, there have been old families declining and new families rising.

By Mrs. Qiu's generation, the decline had begun.

Mr. Lin left early, so the old matriarch became one of the people in charge of the Lin family.She tried her best to make her slumped mother clan rich together.

However, the descendants of the Qiu family's direct line are not as good as the next, and Qiu Yu's appearance and talent are barely better.

So, the old lady thought of getting married.

Originally, Qiu Yu wanted to tell Lin Jiawen.

Later, Lin Jiawen disappeared, so this reluctant marriage fell on Lin Jiayuan.

Anyway, they are all direct descendants of the Lin Clan, not much worse.

Lin Jiayuan didn't have the slightest liking for this fiancé who had stuck behind her since childhood.However, due to the face of Old Madam Qiu, he did not dare to make a sound.

... Fortunately, the Qiu family is not strong, and Qiu Yu is even more focused on himself.

Such people are easy to fool.

Lin Jiayuan could bear it until now.

Two people are talking about you and me here, one is sincere, and the other is acting on the spot.

Qing Yi couldn't hold back, and squeaked at this moment: "The one who walked past just now is Gavin."

So Lin Jiayuan turned his head suddenly, looked to the side, waved the fan in his hand, closed them together, and strode forward.

Qiu Yu was left standing there.

The smile on Qiu Yu's face suddenly froze.

Qing Yi straightened her ponytail, which had been blown loose by the wind, and said without hesitation after watching the excitement: "Lin Jiayuan heard that this Gavin is very powerful, so he wanted to meet him, so he must drag me here to wait... ...Qiu Yu, don't take it to heart." His eyes narrowed.

The smile on Qiu Yu's face was a bit forced, and he suppressed the smile: "It's okay, I don't mind."

A fan seemed to appear out of thin air, and it was about to land on Gavin's shoulder.

Gavin dodged sideways, dodging the fan subconsciously.Then he turned around in the next second, and looked at the visitor with a hint of doubt.

Lin Jiayuan's gaze fell on Gavin's face.His half-closed eyes from the smile seemed to open slightly.

The eyes of the two intersected in mid-air.

Lin Jiayuan spoke first: "You are... Gavin?"

Gavin felt a little more vigilance in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face first: "Yes, you are?"

For so many years, it seems to have become an instinct to show weakness in the face of danger.

Lin Jiayuan's face was in a daze.

"I belong to the Lin Clan, Lin Jiayuan."

The smile on Gavin's face suddenly deepened.

He remembered the name.Back then, Lin Jiayuan was still a little fat man.

When we first started practicing together, although this kid was not bad in talent, he was always teased by others because of his chubby appearance.

Only Gavin, because he devoted himself to cultivation, didn't dislike him very much.

Children are probably sensitive.So Lin Jiayuan learned to follow behind him all day long, saying "Brother Jiawen" one by one.

Just such a person...

Now, just looking at his appearance, he has become a character like Zhilan Yushu.

"So it's the young master of the Lin Clan," Gavin said with a puzzled expression, "May I ask what you can do for me?"

Lin Jiayuan looked at such a face, and for some reason, he couldn't say what he originally wanted to say.

The speed at which he touched the bones of the folding fan in his hand inadvertently accelerated, the words turned two corners in his mind, and burst out a sentence: "I heard that you are from the mechanical department... I don't know if you are interested in forming a group with me." Team?"

After saying this, Lin Jiayuan seemed to feel that his face was a little hot, so he shook off the fan and fanned it gently.

Qing Yi, who walked slowly with Qiu Yu, was almost choked by the oncoming northwest wind when she heard this.

Gavin's scrutinizing eyes swept across Lin Jiayuan's face...

What does Lin Jiayuan want to do?

Did he recognize himself?

It stands to reason that he has changed a lot, and his temperament is even more different. After not seeing him for many years, even Lin En may not be able to recognize him at a glance.

but……

What does he mean by that?

At this time, someone asked Gavin's inner doubts.

"Jiayuan... what do you mean by that?" Qiu Yu turned pale, stepped forward, and stood between the two of them, asking, "Didn't we agree to be a team of two?"

Lin Jiayuan's fan suddenly became more joyful.

Qing Yi stood aside, holding the popcorn and howling "Wonderful!"

"..."

What the hell is this Shura field atmosphere.

Gavin couldn't hold back his hairs and stood on his head. He withdrew his gaze and replied softly: "Sorry, thank you for your appreciation, but I already have teammates."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and quickly left the crime scene without looking back.

Lin Jiayuan stood where he was, and didn't answer Qiu Yu's question immediately. He watched Gavin's back disappear at the end of the road, and then looked at the person in front of him.

Qiu Yu was so angry that she couldn't handle her demeanor well, her eyes were red on her pale face.

Lin Jiayuan's eyelids twitched, "No, I just always feel like I've seen him before." He lowered his head, wiped the wronged tears from the corners of Qiu Yu's eyes, and said with a smile, "Why do you love to cry so much, little crying boy... Um?"

The end is tenderness and sweetness.

This made Qing Yi, who had been single for 18 years, feel that she was superfluous on the side, so she casually chatted with Lin Jiayuan and ran away.

Gavin ran away, but Lin Jiayuan didn't recover from that face for a long time.

As the young master of the Lin Clan, he is naturally not only superior in military strength. Few people know that his sketches are also good.

On a rare occasion, Lin Jiayuan returned to the dormitory, lowered his head and began to draw.

At first it was a very young face.Probably because the memory is a little fuzzy, this face has been drawn many times, but it has been slow to take shape.

Either it is too perfect to be real, or it is far from the impression.

In the end, Zhang finally had a fairly satisfactory appearance.

Lin Jiayuan turned the page. This time, he drew a boy.

Under the lights of the dormitory, his expression was extremely serious, as if he was studying some difficult martial arts.

Another face slowly took shape.

Vaguely... It has half or six points similar to Gavin.

However, what he painted was Lin Jiawen.

When the last stroke came down, Lin Jiayuan's expression was gloomy, because he didn't control his strength well, the charcoal pencil he held in his hand broke abruptly.

A strange idea rose from his mind.

"Jarvan... Gavin...?"

However, he is dead.The body was sent back to Lin Fan, and DNA verification was also carried out.

so what is it?

Is it the God of Light who knew that he was unwilling, so he sent him compensation?

No... Lin Jiayuan's heart was filled with gloom.

Oh, dead man.Just a dead man.

It's time to die.

He was so engrossed in thinking that Qiu Yu didn't notice when he walked behind him.

In terms of his rank, this is actually a very incredible thing.

Qiu Yu's voice sounded from behind, "Jiayuan...it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Lin Jiayuan was taken aback, he quickly closed the sketchbook, then turned around and stood up, with a reproachful tone: "Why are you silent? Is this the way the Qiu family's tutor is?"

Yes, he is still in the same dormitory with Qiu Yu.It was also because Lin Jiayuan didn't want to see Qiu Yu that he delayed arriving at school until the last day.

Qiu Yu bit her lower lip and lowered her eyes slightly: "Sorry."

Lin Jiayuan looked at Qiu Yu, who had a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, and his aura eased.

"I didn't mean to blame you...it's getting late, go to bed. Military training is going to be tomorrow." He turned his head, put the sketchbook into the drawer, locked it, and turned off the lamp on the desk.

Qiu Yu lay on the bed, it was midnight, her eyes were open, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

He saw... Lin Jiayuan was drawing.

He knew that Lin Jiayuan could sketch, and he was not bad at drawing.Qiu Yu also asked Lin Jiayuan to draw a picture for him before, but the reply he got was always endless and perfunctory.

Today, Lin Jiayuan is painting that person.

It's obviously the first time we meet...why?

No, he shouldn't think so much.Even if Lin Jiayuan wanted to, her great-grandmother would not agree.

Qiu Yu couldn't sleep at night, he squeezed the quilt tightly, and suddenly made a decision.

Song Qian asked him to team up with Gavin.

He agreed.

The author has something to say: Diary of Constantine X1

December 6, 9 in the new calendar

New Year's Eve is really domineering.When Yuanxiao was still an egg, he told me that he could only call me papa in the whole world.

I thought about it, wondering if it is possible that my child still calls me Father Emperor?This is too feudal.

Recently, Yuan Xiao finally started babbling, holding him every day on New Year's Eve and murmuring, but I didn't take it to heart.

As a result, today, Yuan Xiao walked to the meeting room on short legs, and in front of all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, she called out: "Mua~ma!"

……

Damn, don't cover your ears, listen to my explanation! ! !