Chapter 67: 1106 (1)

Georgia was awakened by an alarm clock. After opening his eyes and squinting for a while, he found that he was actually in the bedroom, and the person who coaxed him to sleep before bed was gone .
The alarm clock stopped and the door was pushed open. Sambu stood at the door and motioned him to the breakfast box in his hand. He said, "Your fiance brought you over in the morning, and I left this, and get up for breakfast."
Georgia froze for a moment before reacting. Sambu said the fiance was Chu Rong, and his eyes moved to the breakfast box in Sambu's hands, and his ears collapsed-he left without saying goodbye. He wanted to say something more Goodbye.
"Morning exercises begin in half an hour. I'll wait for you in the living room." Sambu closed the door thoughtfully and left space for him.
Georgia turned back, forcing himself to rise, sitting up, pulling his hands out to lift the quilt, but holding it after seeing the ring on his finger.
Familiar black, familiar Moyu, strange shape.
After I return, I will be formally engaged.
There was a flash of Chu Rong's words in his head. He raised his hand and touched the ring between his fingers, rubbed his hands a few times, then shook his fist, lifted the quilt, and fell straight down the bed-he must work hard and wait for Chu Rong to return!
The military academy's work schedule is no different from that of the intermediate school, even less lessons, free time for a lot of activities, and it is completely different from the busy military life he imagined.
"Not so exaggerated. Although we are military academies, we still have to wait for the fifth grade to enter the army internship, and we will not have regular training in the real sense until the fourth grade. The first three grades are mainly to gain knowledge and increase time. It ’s more free, and you ’re studying a technical major. The school has to set aside time for you to practice and experiment. The time will be more autonomous than the mecha driving and command department.

Opposite the newsletter, Chu Yan's tone was popularized in science, and it sounded very good.
Georgia suddenly realized that, glancing at the training table just spit out by the system, remembering that he had also been upgraded to the SS level of physical qualifications, busy concerned about asking.
Chu Yan mentioned that the high tone was low and sighed: "Don't mention it, my training intensity must be higher than yours. I treat it professionally and treat it differently. I'm not talking. Yuan Xiu is calling me to eat together at night?"
Georgia responded, closed the communication, walked to the gravity chamber according to the training table, and began his first morning exercise at the military academy.
The other first-year students watched him walk into the gravity room that only students with grade S and above physical qualifications could enter, looked at his big tall man, and thought about Georgia's slender figure, silent, and then more Work hard.
In the corner, Xiang Kun, who came for training half an hour earlier, raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his face, glanced at the direction of the gravity chamber, and increased the training intensity again.
The mecha manufacturing major is divided into eight classes. Except for some relatively simple theoretical and public classes, all other practical courses are separated. Georgia and Sambu are in the same class, but there is no separation. All classes are together.
After morning training, the two took a scooter to the classroom together. Sambu drew the timetable and the school forum and said, "I heard that the head teacher of our class is a new teacher named Ronnie, who just won a big prize."
Lost?
After hearing a word, Georgia opened the class schedule and looked at it. After seeing the word "Ronnie" as the head teacher, he raised his hand and touched his nose, and felt that he was probably stupid because Chu Rong had left.
The bearded teacher is a teacher who is re-employed after a two-year break, not a new teacher, and the name of the bearded teacher should not be so similar to that of his brother Luo Li, and he is too sensitive.
If you knew it early, you should ask Chu Rong in advance to ask about the possible identity of the bearded teacher ... But at this time, Chu Rong should be on the ship to the empire now ...
His thoughts were unknowingly and a little bit drifted away. By the time he returned, he had been seated in a classroom by Sambra, and a man suspected of their class teacher was stepping into the classroom.
"Hello everyone, I'm your class teacher for the next five years, Ronnie, now I'm calling."
Standing tall, with long beards, wearing a casual decadent uncle, leaning on the podium with his eyes half open, he slowly opened the roster, without looking at the students below, and called out: "Georgia."
It was actually their class teacher ... Georgia took a moment to reach out and answered his voice, watching the podium full of unreliable breath, half squinting at a hangover man who didn't wake up, and wondered Alas—does the military academy allow teachers like this? He thought the teachers in the military academy were rigorous and serious.
Ronnie looked up when he heard the sound, as if he glanced at him again, as if he simply raised his eyelids to refresh his fingers, ticked his fingers on the electronic register, and continued to call the next name.
The other students were obviously shocked by the class teacher's "cheasy and uninhibited" image, and they all looked at the podium stunned, and they had not returned to their minds until the name was called.
"Well, yes, it's all here, everyone is very diligent."
Ronnie closed the roster and praised it with perfunctory compliment. He turned and turned on the teaching equipment, input a set of settings, and then turned on the test system on all the operating tables. He pulled out a space button from his pocket, and poured out one. A lot of messy materials came to the ground and said, "In the first lesson, let's find out first. You can pick these materials on the ground, and use them to make one of the best parts you can currently make. System Points will be awarded automatically, when will it be finished and when will it be out of school, let's start. "
The students looked at the jumble of materials on the ground and even sandwiched paper and dirt.
Can such a teacher really succeed in five years?
"Eh? Nothing. Don't hesitate. These materials don't charge money. You can get reimbursement from the school. Don't you know that the military school students have subsidies?" Ronnie looked at them in doubt, completely unaware that the students were afraid The reason for going forward is not that the materials may cost money, but the concern about the sudden rise in the future.
The atmosphere was stagnant. Sambu first stood up, walked slowly in front of the pile of materials, squatted down and picked up-he could only "slow work and do fine work" because of his unbalanced behavior. Waste of time.
When Georgia saw this, he stepped forward and picked materials with him.
Ronnie glanced at them, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "I admire active students like you, don't say I didn't remind you, the materials are all countable, the ones you pick naturally are the best, and carefully grind them. In the end, even the materials for making a part were incomplete. "
One word awakened the dreamer. The rest of the students glanced at the pile on the ground, which seemed to be a lot. In fact, they evenly distributed the materials that didn't seem to be enough for everyone.
When the army came around, Sambu took all the documents and was ready to go out. When he turned around, he was almost hit by the other students who rushed over. Georgia was busy reaching out to protect him, but his arm suddenly hurt, followed by the back. The man bumped, loosened his hands, and the materials he picked fell to the ground and was kicked back into the pile of materials.
"How's that?" Sambu rushed to touch his arm, looking coldly at a tall college student who deliberately hit Georgia.
The student opened his eyes in guilty conscience, and quickly bent down to pick up a piece of high-grade ore that was kicked back into the pile of materials, and then squeezed behind the pile of people to avoid their sight.
"It's okay." Georgia shook his head. Seeing that his materials were gone, he simply reached out and helped Sambu to stabilize his materials. After sending him out of the pile, he turned and prepared to pick another one.
But at this time the material pile had been surrounded by a group of students from Tall University of Malaysia, and there was still a gap to let him approach.
"Just now that person was intentional, he saw the material in your hand."
Sambu put his own materials into the space button, so as not to repeat the "accident" that Georgia just had, and looked around in the crowd, trying to find the person who had just hit Georgia.
"It's just a piece of material. It's okay." Georgia calmed him back, smiled at him, reached out and pushed him to the console, and said, "You start quickly, or it's too late, I'm fast. , The last one is fine. "
Sambu had no strength, he walked to an operating platform passively, frowning, his face full of unhappiness and coldness, and said, "You are so good at bullying what you do, no one is a class bully in your current identity. Dare to say that you were just trying your bottom line. Once you let it go this time, everyone will have the courage to step on you in the future. "
Georgia took the initiative to help him open the material handling equipment, and appeased, "I know, but everyone is a classmate, it's just a small friction, and I will be bullied if I get bullied later."
Although the dwarf is kind, it is really not easy to bully. The first time may be misunderstanding or careless. He can understand and don't care, but if there is a second time, he will directly retaliate back with his fist.
Sambu thought he was talking about excuses, hated him and looked at him unsuccessfully, but he couldn't help it. He just waved his hand and let him pick the materials again. When he turned around, his eyes fell into the crowd again, and his eyes became colder. Already.
A few words of kung fu material pile has completely collapsed. When Georgia walked by, the last student just picked up the last few relatively complete materials. He saw Georgia approaching, hesitated, and not much from himself. Take a piece of ore from the material and put it on the ground, then nodded slightly toward Georgia, took the material and walked to a stand in the corner of the classroom.
Georgia watched him leave, moved his ears, and bowed his head to see that there were only some corner materials and gray-brown dirt and a few pieces of paper dust scattered on the ground except the ore. He lowered his lips and picked up the ore. .
The other students were all watching his reaction secretly, and Ronnie, who had not spoken on the podium, looked down at him.
The last student who walked was very kind, leaving a source tin mine that could be used as the main material of the part. Georgia picked it up and observed its fineness, and found that it was not bad. He was a little bit calm, and his eyes swept over the scraps on the ground. The brain quickly passed the main materials and auxiliary materials needed for various primary parts, and several solutions were screened out, and the hands accurately touched the usable scraps.
Roni, leaning on the podium, stood slightly straight, and opened his eyes a little.
Picking up all the scraps that can be used, Georgia is about to get up and leave, and glanced to the paper scraps aside, seeing a few incomplete data listed above, faintly familiar, and squatted back again, reached out and scattered the surrounding The confetti was all picked up and put together.
Ronnie raised his eyebrows high, raised his hands to his chest, and rubbed his beard.
When other students saw this, they murmured in their hearts and looked strange.
The dwarf who is lucky to change from an indigenous to a marshal's fiance would not be stupid. He ca n’t pick up waste paper without materials, and waste paper ca n’t be used as a part. Or is this indigenous arrogant thinking he can turn waste paper into a baby? ?
After the scraps of paper were put together, a detailed material analysis appeared in front of the eyes. From the data point of view, this material is very plastic and is a very strong auxiliary material.
Wait, adhesion?
What he thought of, looked down at the scraps in his hand, and looked suspiciously at the scattered taupe of dirt on the ground, reached out and crushed the dirt to his hand, and observed carefully.
Other students couldn't help but showed a speechless expression on their faces, and some even laughed at it with an eye-opener. Isn't this native a professional first, why the first place can't even recognize the materials, even in the absence of materials? , Not only became interested in paper scraps, but also focused on those garbage-like dirt?
The soil buns are indeed soil buns. Even if they hold the golden thighs, they are still soil buns. Do you think it is primitive society? You can use mud to burn tools?
The "mud" has rough tentacles, high humidity, and a sticky feel. If you look carefully, you can see that the "mud" is a mixture of two kinds of granular objects.
Georgia's ears moved and he couldn't help but look up at Ronnie.
Ronnie raised an eyebrow at him and asked, "Why, does this classmate need help?"
"No." Georgia pursed her lips with a smile, shook her head brightly, and replied, "I'm very satisfied with the materials given by the teacher, thank you."
Ronnie answered unclearly, and restored the hangover's half-wakeless spirit.
Georgia happily collected all the "mud" and stood in the operating table next to Sambu in the eyes of other students or taunts or speechless or fools, and saw Sambu watched in anxiety, and tried to collect himself Partially divided the materials, shook his head, handed him a reassuring look, and happily handled the materials.
He is very skillful in processing materials and is fast. Even if he is delayed a bit longer than other students in the process of selecting materials, he is still the first to handle the materials well. The instrument's beep sounds constantly, disturbing the surrounding students completely unable to concentrate, looking at him from time to time.
One by one, the processing results of the materials kept popping up on the system panel, and the completion rate was 98%, 99%, 96% ... observe that his students are getting more and more As time passed, the eyes grew wider and wider. In the end, they were shocked to find that all materials, as long as they were processed by Georgia, were more than 90% complete.
This, this is ... the student who had mocked him before was speechless.
First, the source tin ore is processed, then some useful scraps are collected, and finally they are fused and refined into a mixed mineral.
After the preparations were completed, Georgia took out the hammer in an unusual way. In the sight of other students watching monsters, they completely disregarded the instrument. Ding Ding Ding slammed against the finished mineral, and hand-made all the parts of the parts. The shape was tested one by one on the instrument, and the size was not bad.
Lying trough ...
Other students consciously stopped their movements, and changed from peeking to fairness, with shock that could not be masked.
Sangbu glanced at them side by side, his mouth slightly ticked, retracted his gaze, anxiety disappeared, and continued to process the material "slowly".
After the accessories were assembled, Georgia did n’t even need the drawings. Kakaka assembled a fine part of the mech ’s hand joints, put it into the testing instrument, and then did not manage the high scores that the system jumped out. The pile of "mud" was picked up.
Ronnie on the podium did not know when he had stood upright, his eyes opened completely, and he was watching his movements carefully.
Other students returned to God one after another, and felt a sense of urgency in the speed of making parts in Georgia. They wanted to quickly invest in their own parts, and wanted to continue to see what this indigenous person wanted to do with a pile of dirt. It is inevitable that there will be a lot of mess, and for a while, the alarm of material handling errors in the classroom will frequently sound.
"There is only one copy of the materials, but there is no waste. Do you want to be closed on the first day?" Ronnie suddenly spoke and glanced at the students.
The distracted student came into contact with his gaze, and for some reason he suddenly got excited, and then he dared not to be distracted, so he looked down and concentrated on his own materials.
Once you concentrate, it's difficult to notice the outside world. Georgia is holding a pile of dirt and observing carefully, frowning for a while, and finally trying to find out the magic power, while not forgetting to cover it with the mental simulator. With his own strength, he carefully separated the "mud".
That's right, this "mud" is actually not mud, but two kinds of high-grade minerals that are ground into sand and mixed together, and disguised as mud with a staining agent, that piece of paper is a hint.
Each type of mineral reacts differently when it comes to spiritual power. The same is true of magic power. After using the magic power to understand the structure of the two materials, "split" becomes much easier. After a while, a pile of "mud" on the table "It turned into two handfuls of fine sand with slightly different colors.
After separating them, Georgia carefully washed away the pigments on them with an instrument, and finally got a silver ore ore and a dry pear resin powder as expected.
The student Yu Guang, who was standing behind the console on the other side, noticed the change in the "mud", and was shocked by the instability in his hand.
He suddenly returned to his senses and couldn't help sighing-help, only one copy of this material was used, and it was gone. Now he can only recast the parts, but recast ... he glanced at everything, but There is no console for recasting the instrument, and I want to frown my hair.
He is not an aboriginal beside him. He can use a toy hammer to toss out a usable accessory. What should I do now?
Silver ore and dry pear resin are materials that can only be processed with mental force. Georgia abandoned the instrument and put its hand on it.
After a wave of power that was barely noticeable, the two piles of minerals on the table, which were originally powder, slowly gathered together to form a whole, and the color slowly changed.
Ronnie on the podium rubbed his beard again and moaned lowly.
After processing the advanced materials, Georgia also processed the remaining scraps, then took out the reaction instrument, put the scraps and silver ore and pear wood dry resin in one by one, and finally got a large piece of silver. Grey mixed mineral.
He was preparing to take out the hammer again to make parts, and suddenly a hand stretched out beside him, took away the mineral he had just finished, and put it in the testing instrument.
A short beep, the test results come out, showing that the material is 100% complete.
As soon as Georgia looked at him, he saw that Ronnie did not know when he appeared on the side of his desk. At this time, he was staring at the various detection attributes below the completion degree to take a closer look. Go up.
"Uh, teacher ..."
Ronnie raised his hand to stop him, got up and printed out the test results, then picked up the mineral and asked him, "What part are you going to use with this?"
Georgia couldn't figure out what he was going to do, and honestly replied: "The adapter shaft at the leg joints of the mech is mixed together with just enough hardness and fusion."
The adapter shaft is already considered as an intermediate part. The primary parts are relatively fragmented and the volume is small. The intermediate parts are slightly larger. This point is definitely not enough to make a complete shaft part. It should only be made as a proportional part. The model comes out.
Ronnie took another look at Georgia, turned his hand and put the mineral directly into his space button, picked up the part he made, and said, "I usually give you a hundred in this exam, and I want to do it. The monitor? "
what?
Georgia froze, then quickly shook his head and said, "Thank you for your teacher's love, but I still have to go home to help at the weekend. I usually have a lot of fragmentary work to do, and I don't have time to take care of class affairs, so I can't be qualified as the monitor."
Moreover, he is also prepared to take the time to make a self-taught hot weapon, and there is absolutely no spare time.
"It's a pity." Ronnie said in a perfunctory tone, and looked at Sambu next to Georgia.
Sambu was keenly aware of his sight, stopped his slow production and turned his head to look at him, said blandly, "Teacher, I'm busy, I don't have time to help you."
"..." These students are really not cute.
Ronnie's eyelids were pulled back together, and suddenly he turned to look at the Mune student who left Georgia with a source tin mine before cornering and called out: "Just you, Jin Li, right, the monitor is yours, not letting you be free , All the rest of the class materials will be given to you in the future. "
Jin Li looked up stupidly: "???"
Other students heard that Qi Qi looked stupid in the corner and didn't understand what was happening. Jin Li's eyes were various and complicated. There is actually a reward for being a squad leader. However, the squad leader of the military academy can add points to his resume, which is a good thing.
A taller student could not help but protest and said, "Teacher, why pick him, he seems to be the last, and no one can miss him."
"Now it's his turn." Ronnie waved at the tall student, walked to the podium for two steps, and then thought of something, turned his head to look at the tall student, said blandly: "Cao Tian, ​​remember to apologize to Georgia in a while, you put His arm hit blue. "
The other students looked at a tall student named Cao Tian together. Sambu also stopped and looked sideways, his eyes cold.
Cao Tian didn't expect that Ronnie could actually call out his name accurately, and he saw the previous things clearly. Seeing everyone seeing it, he became more guilty, his eyes dodged a few times, and quibbled: "I didn't mean to Yes, Georgia classmates are so short, I didn't see ... I'm sorry. "He looked at Georgia with a perfunctory attitude and apologized unwillingly.
"It doesn't matter." Georgia had a rare expression, looked at him seriously, and said, "Then you have to be careful in the future, look down, the girls in the class are almost as tall as me. Their bodies are not as strong as mine. If you hit It wo n’t be good to them. "
A few girls in the class heard all the words and looked at him with a mild expression, then looked at Cao Tian and the surrounding male classmates with dissatisfaction.
When they first took the materials, all of them were very gentleman-like, and their girls went up last to get the materials, which were not very good.
When boys of this age were paying attention to the opposite sex, they did n’t feel it when they just grabbed the materials. Now the girls look at them and immediately feel uncomfortable. Cao Tian blushed and said in a low voice: " Got it. "Then he lowered his head to pretend to be a manufacturing part, and no longer looked up.
The class was quiet again. Georgia had prepared the parts and had nothing to do. He didn't want to leave school in advance, so he sat down behind the console and took out the textbook to start the preview.
Ronny raised an eyebrow when he saw this, and sent him a textbook through the client.
After receiving the textbook, Georgia glanced up and looked at him, remembering that he had just asked Cao Tian to apologize to him, and smiled at him kindly and gratefully.
Unconsciously, another half hour passed, and other students completed parts one after another. The material processing step by step on the side of Sambu finally came to an end and began to make parts.
Georgia was nervous, put away the textbook and stared at him, ready to find a way to help remedy as soon as he had a problem there.
Sambu noticed his gaze, glanced at him sideways, and tickled the corners of his mouth to start making accessories.
Georgia gradually discovered that although Sambu made the movements very slow and meticulous due to the irregular behavior, all the procedures were standard and capable, and there was no extra movement, and he tried to maximize the efficiency. And it is probably the reason for the slow work and detailed work. His material processing is very high, and the things he made must be more delicate.
He was relieved, no longer staring at it nervously, and turned his head up again to turn up the textbook.
"That one……"
A faint female voice suddenly sounded behind him. He looked back and saw a beautiful long-haired girl standing next to his desk with a broken accessory in his hand. When he saw it, he said embarrassedly. "It's like this. My accessory was accidentally broken, but there is no recasting instrument. I just saw you used the hammer very well, so I want to ask if you can help me change this accessory ..."
Speaking, I seemed to feel that my request was a bit excessive, and the tone was too hard, and I was busy adding: "No, it doesn't matter, and thank you for helping us girls just now, thank you."
When Georgia heard about it, he first glanced at Ronnie on the podium, seeing that he had not stopped the girl from asking for help, so she put up her textbooks, and kindly said, "Where is it broken? I'll show it to you."
The girl with long hair heard that her eyes were bright, her eyes fell unconsciously on his ears that shook slightly when he got up, her face turned strangely redder, and she quickly passed the accessories, whispering,
It ’s the interface that ’s bad. It's too small. I can't fix it. "
Georgia took the accessory and flipped it in her hand, and found that the interface was slightly uneven, which affected the assembly. So she calmly said something to her, took out the small hammer, turned it over, and removed the handle of the hammer. The cover reveals a smaller mini-hammer with only the thickness of the little finger inside, and gently fixes it to the interface.
The long-haired girl did not expect that a smaller hammer was hidden on the side of the hammer, her eyes widened unconsciously, and her gaze turned to the ears that became more noticeable after she dropped her head, and her fingers stirred her clothes, and her eyes seemed to be more Bright.
A few minutes later, the self-introduced girl named Yilian left happily with the repaired accessories. Other students who accidentally tossed the bad accessories saw this, hesitated, and tried to ask Georgia for help.
They thought the other party would refuse, but did not expect that the native was unexpectedly kind and friendly, and did not care about the previous materials grabbing, and patiently helped them repair all the accessories.
They all felt guilty, sincerely apologized to Georgia, and became friendly.
Sambu glanced sideways at the gap between the parts, and saw that Georgia's little face was reddish and praised by everyone. He gained the respect and love of his classmates by his strength. His eyes moved and his expression eased.
In the morning, the course ended successfully. Except for Cao Tian, ​​who was stubborn and refused to go to Georgia for help, everyone handed in a complete part and completed their first class assessment.
"I think you already know what you are missing." Ronnie glanced at them before class, projected a tool classification map into the sky, and said, "Before the next class, I ask you to bring all such tools In the past, mecha manufacturing is indeed inseparable from various sophisticated and high-end instruments, but in the case of missing or damaged instruments, you must be able to find a way to solve the problem with both hands, well, after class. "After turning off the projection, first One step turned and left.
Only then did the students understand the purpose of Ronnie's arrangement of this assessment. Qi Qi looked at Georgia and saw that he was packing up the operation platform. After a moment's glance, he thoughtfully retracted his gaze, and glanced at himself in a mess. The operator's station was also buried and packed up.
The theoretical class in the afternoon was held in a large classroom. Eight classes were together. Ning Kongran touched him and sat down with Georgia. He met Sambu by the way. Xiang Kun sits quietly in the front row and has been digging through the secretary's notes without looking at it.
Georgia watched him puzzled for a while, and found that he had been concentrating on reading, his ears moved, and he touched his own textbook.
At night, after finishing washing, he lay solemnly into the star net cabin, ready to confess with the bearded teacher.
One minute later, he climbed out of the room with a red face, lay down on the bed, and took out the special helmet-he hadn't been online for a long time, and he forgot that the account of Degu could only be logged in with a special helmet.
The bearded teacher is not online, there are several messages lying in the mailbox, all from the bearded teacher, and he also found that the bearded teacher's class was actually cancelled, and the class fee he paid in advance had been returned by the system. .
Isn't the bearded teacher ready to continue teaching him?
He froze, then panicked, and quickly opened the latest message from the bearded teacher and looked at it.
The message is very long. It does n’t matter if I start by comforting him that he did n’t get into the military academy. He can study well in other schools and leave him a communication number, tell him if there is something he does n’t know, he can dial the communication directly to ask, and encourage him Continue to work hard and explain that the class is closed because it will be very busy after going back to school, and there is no time to cope with both ends, not because he is unwilling to teach him.
The panic disappeared, and Georgia looked at this message full of the teacher's concern, and was moved and guilty.
He hasn't been online since he tested his qualifications. The bearded teacher must have thought that he hadn't passed the exam, so his face-line play disappeared.
After blame himself, he looked at the remaining messages.
The other messages were earlier. All the beard teachers asked him about the exam and encouraged him. One of them mentioned Luo Li, saying that he also went to the military academy to report as a teacher. He joked that their brothers might also become "Master and apprentice."
Georgia was very sad. He wrote down the bearded teacher's communication number to log out of the star network, and did not give him the opportunity to hesitate to counsel. Regardless of whether the time is right or not, he entered the number of the bearded teacher and dialed directly.
The communication was quickly connected, and there came a hoarse, muffled voice that I heard all morning today: "Hey? Who?"
Wait, this sound seems to have been heard more than this morning. If we add this slight change after passing through the current ...
"Why don't you speak."
The voice muttered, simply playing the video conversation request, and then the voice got a little farther, as if calling away from another place: "Master, don't you sigh, there is a communication coming in, it's a strange number, maybe it's you That mysterious baby apprentice is here, and I've opened a video for you. Come on. "
A footstep sounded, and then a familiar gentle voice was getting closer and closer: "Really? In case not, I--"
Georgia stared, watching Ronnie exposed in mid-air after a video conversation was opened, and a black-haired, red-eyed, elegant, middle-aged person who appeared in the camera. The pronunciation of these two names is very similar, and the voice of Master Shang, the representative of Room 066 on the auction day, is stupid.
It is said that Master Shang is the master of Mother Chu. Chu Rong said that if the bearded teacher is the person he guessed, it is definitely not a bad person. The bearded teacher said that his apprentice was too old to find a target. He also said that The son of a student finally found the target ...
Middle-aged people show their body shape completely, and the red pupils become more and more obvious.
Yes, that's right, this red pupil, this look, is the bearded teacher, and then Ronnie called his master, but Ronnie's master is obviously Master Shang, so the bearded teacher who has been teaching him is ...
"Georgia?" Shang Hongsen looked at Georgia in the pajamas on the opposite side of the video, and his expectations disappeared, but his expression was still mild, and he asked, "Why did you call us this time, the number that Xiao Rong gave you?" Is there a problem?"
Georgian looked at him, shook his head stupidly, then nodded quickly, unconsciously sitting upright, watching him shouting: "Teacher ... no no no, Master Shang, good evening, good evening ... me, me ... "
"Don't worry, say slowly." Shang Hongsen sat down on the sofa and motioned him not to worry.
Still with such a gentle attitude, Georgia must be in her heart, her mouth closed and opened again, so many times, she suddenly lowered her head, slumped her ears and confessed: "Teacher I'm sorry, I'm Degu, I lied to you, I Not A-level mental power, but S ... and later became SS. "
Shang Hongsen still looked at him gently, and remained silent for a few seconds, then suddenly turned to look at Roni who was sleeping next to him, and asked, "What did your teacher just say?"
Ronnie lifted his eyelids and said with a disrespectful voice: "Master, you always recognize him as my younger brother, do n’t pretend to understand it, okay, I ’ve been thinking about it for more than a month, turned over the freshman information countless times, and finally found someone If you are happy, you will show it. It's all here. No one laughs at you. "
"... boy, go back to your dormitory, don't rely on me." Shang Hongsen tore off his mild mask, and ruthlessly cast the apprentice out of the camera, then looked at Georgia solemnly, silent.
Georgia was taken seriously by him and apologized again: "Sorry, sorry, I shouldn't deceive you. I was in a special situation at that time, so ..."
"Stop it." Shang Hongsen interrupted him, looked him up and down, and suddenly took out a familiar part from the space button, and asked, "Did you make this?"
Georgia recognized at a glance that this was a part he had made during the exam, and nodded quickly: "Yes, I made it, but how did this happen to you--"
"Degu is your trumpet?" Shang Hongsen