It was the weekend that the first military academy began its holiday.

A squatting reporter discovered that the principal of the First Military Academy, who is rarely seen in public view, actually appeared in the community where Wen Xiaoyun lived.

Even the principal of the First Military Academy came, and it seemed that Zhuang Zhou was going to the First Military Academy.

With Divin, the commander of the First Army Corps in front of them, has brought the rhythm online, many of the students of the First Military Academy are also top students from all over the country, and they are proud in some respects.

After Divin has brought the rhythm, many students also feel that their school is extremely sacred, and that they can study in this school is even more superior, giving people a strong sense of superiority.

Before the change, many military academies wanted to join the Third Army, so they supported what Wen Xiaoyun did.

But now it's different. Wen Xiaoyun's mental power has been contaminated by radiation. He is no longer the commander of the 3rd Army Corps before. It is very likely that he will not stay in this position for long.

Since the Third Legion is not the best place to go, they naturally have to choose other Legions. Divine's First Legion is a good choice. Maybe it can still be favored by Divine!

As a student of the First Military Academy, Chen Jianxiang discovered that many students had spontaneously organized a protest, and even planned to put a banner at the school gate to block people, so that the principal could not set this precedent!

Chen Jianxiang looked at the terminal. There was a photo in his personal terminal, which was exactly the picture of Zhuang Zhou.

He looked at the youth's innocent appearance, and heard them say that he was going to pull the banner. He felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably: "It's not necessary, right? It's just coming to school for a class."

When a student heard Chen Jianxiang say this, he said, "Chen Jianxiang, you must have been admitted to this school through hard work, right? We were admitted so hard. He had never even attended school before, just because he was admitted to this school. Can the generals come in like this without going through an assessment?"

"That's right." Another classmate also said: "The rich and powerful can't abuse their power like this."

After speaking, they thought that Chen Jianxiang's father had something to do with the Third Army, and he must have been helping the Third Army to speak.

So he and the previous classmate looked at each other, and left with a little disdain in his heart.

Chen Jianxiang was angry, but his roommate comforted him: "Forget it, don't be familiar with them."

Chen Jianxiang said coldly: "These people really know how to cross the river and tear down the bridge. They were thinking about entering the Third Army Corps, and each of them regarded Admiral Wen as a god. Now... heh."

"It’s good to get used to it, but I think you really have to consider it. Are you really planning to go to the Third Army? It’s hard to say whether the admiral can continue to stay in the Third Army. The master is a bit related, but I think that the development of the Third Army in the future will definitely not be as good as that of the other corps. Are you afraid that you will not be reused after you go to the Third Army?

Chen Jianxiang said: "My dad is in the Third Army, where can I go?"

"Yes." The roommate patted him on the shoulder: "Then you can figure it out."

The roommate didn't persuade him too much. He was different from Chen Jianxiang. There was no such relationship in the family, so he relied on his own efforts.

Chen Jianxiang lowered his head and glanced at the photos on the terminal again. Isn't Zhuang Zhou really a man with a star coin mask? Then why did he think that they are the same person at first...

At this moment, Wen Xiaoyun's villa.

The principal of the First Military Academy, Daleson, Gruen, and Gruen's apprentice Han Qingxiao sat on Wen Xiaoyun's sofa, staring at Zhuang Zhou.

Daleson pushed his glasses and smiled: "I didn't expect the little master to be you. To be honest, I always thought Master Gruen was a lover, so I said that the little master is very young..."

Because in his opinion, a master with such a powerful mecha-making art can never be so young, and Master Gruen’s youth is probably already forty or fifty years old.

Never imagined that it would be Zhuang Zhou who looked like he had just grown up.

If it hadn't been for Gruen's guarantee, he really couldn't believe that the little master was the boy in front of him.

Gruen touched his beard and snorted triumphantly: "You think I am you, but there is always no truth in your mouth."

Daleson didn't care about Gruen's Mi Tai, and once again confirmed: "Mr. Zhuang Xiao, are you really willing to come to our No. 1 Military Academy as a teacher?"

Zhuang Zhou sat upright with his hands on his knees. He looked like an obedient student. Facing Daleson’s question, he was a little nervous: "Okay? I really haven’t studied in StarCraft. I don’t know if I can. Teach well."

"Of course! You can come to our school as a teacher, it is an honor for our First Military Academy." Daleson stood up, bowed deeply to Zhuang Zhou, and said, "On behalf of all the students and teachers, I welcome you. On behalf of the Empire, thank you for your generosity."

Everyone knows that when Hong Shijun took a 100% energy radiation shielding device to participate in the mecha contest, many mecha manufacturers wanted to sign with him, and Hong Shijun did not refuse such a profitable opportunity.

Once the patent is handed over to the mecha manufacturer, every mecha can be sold at a sky-high price, but these mechas are still needed by the interstellar.

But now, instead of handing it over to any mecha manufacturer, Zhuang Zhou intends to go to school and teach this technology to all students. This means that in the future, all students who have learned this technology can do it by themselves. Manufacture such an energy device.

Daleson also feels deep admiration for his generosity and selflessness.

When Zhuang Zhou heard that he could really become a teacher, he was quietly relieved and looked at Wen Xiaoyun.

Seeing Wen Xiaoyun just looking at him, he curled his eyebrows and smiled: "After that, I will also go to work every day."

Wen Xiaoyun said: "I'll take you there."

"Hmm."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Gruen pushed Han Qingxiao forward and said, "My kid, you have never been a teacher before. There must be a lot of things you don’t understand, right? Otherwise, my apprentice will be you. The assistant is ready. He has been a teacher and has experience. Ask him if you don't understand."

Zhuang Zhou hesitated: "But Mr. Han is now a teacher."

Wouldn't it be bad to let a teacher serve him as an assistant?

Han Qingxiao didn't even think about it: "I just resigned and I am now a vagrant."

Zhuang Zhou's eyes widened: "You resigned? When did you go to class yesterday?"

Principal Daleson: Yes, that’s a great question. I, the principal, didn’t even know that he had resigned.

Han Qingxiao turned to the principal: "Resign now, principal, please allow me to resign, or allow me to apply for a transfer."

Zhuang Zhou: "..."

Principal Daleson pushed his glasses: "Mr. Han, you are a teacher in the mecha manufacturing department hired by the school at a high price. The salary of the teacher is different from that of the teaching assistant."

Han Qingxiao: "No salary, I am obligated."

Daleson smiled: "Teacher Han, you are welcome to rejoin the First Military Academy."

Zhuang Zhou: "..."

Can it be like this!

How deep is Han Qingxiao's obsession to be his apprentice!

Things are so settled.

Once the holidays were over, Zhuang Zhou was going to be a teacher at the First Military Academy. Principal Daleson moved quickly and had already completed all his entry procedures.

Han Qingxiao also came to Wen's house early, planning to pick Zhuang Zhou to go to school with him.

The children went to work on the first day. Wen Xiaoyun originally wanted to send the children to work personally. He could also spend the two-person world with the children on the way, which was destroyed by Han Qingxiao.

Staring at Wen Xiaoyun's expressionless gaze, Han Qingxiao thought he hadn't seen it, and his tone was even more calm: "Teacher Zhuang, we are going to leave."

"Come here!" Zhuang Zhou got on the floating car and waved to Wen Xiaoyun: "Hurry up, hurry up, we're going to be late!"

Wen Xiaoyun glanced at Han Qingxiao again.

Han Qingxiao continued to assume that he hadn't seen it.

Wen Xiaoyun: "..."

Wen Xiaoyun got into the car with no expression on her face and said to Zhuang Zhou, "Take my car tomorrow."

Zhuang Zhou has no objection. For him, it is the same in any car, anyway, it is not as fast as he flies over~

When they reached the gate of the First Military Academy, from a distance, they saw a large group of people gathered at the gate.

Wen Xiaoyun frowned slightly, just about to stop Zhuang Zhou from letting him get out of the car, but the little God of Wealth had already jumped off.

"It's going to be late! Can't be late this time!"

When he started as an intern as the God of Wealth, he was late and lost his way!

Never be late again this time!

Donglu Fortuna cannot make the same mistake twice!

When Zhuang Zhou got out of the suspended vehicle, he had long waited for the reporters and students at the school gate to rush up and surround him.

"Mr. Zhuang, what do you think about the students of the First Military Academy who united to protest your admission?"

"Mr. Zhuang, did you report to the school today? Did Admiral Wen really find the principal and ask you to be placed in the First Military Academy?"

"Mr. Zhuang..."

The reporter asked one question after another.

And the military school students who joined together to protest suddenly projected an electronically projected virtual banner—

The waste gets out of the first academy!

The waste gets out of the first academy!

This sentence keeps scrolling in mid-air. In order to bring out the effect, it is still colorful flashing colors, the font is especially large, I am afraid that others will not see it.

"We don't welcome you!"

As if organized and disciplined, many students shouted.

Zhuang Zhou was stunned.

It never occurred to me that I came to the school happily and met him with such malice.

Farther afield, there were many students watching. Seeing Zhuang Zhou's blank face, he felt a little bit unbearable in his heart.

"He looks so pitiful, otherwise we will go over..."

"Hush, don't you see that among those protesting students, there are many noble children who backed by the Duke of Bolton and the First Legion? We will also join the Legion in the future, so don't provoke them."

"But he didn't do anything wrong, he just wanted to go to school."

"What we can do is not to protest against him with them."

"Ah! It smells like the future!"

Just as Zhuang Zhou looked blank, a pair of big hands pulled him to his side, and the tall figure completely enveloped him.

When Wen Xiaoyun went to the station, the flying camera on Zhuang Zhou's face just moved back slowly.

Wen Xiaoyun's aura is strong, even though everyone knows that his mental power is now contaminated by radiation and is not as strong as before, he is still involuntarily shocked by his aura.

"If you have any questions, you can ask me." Wen Xiaoyun said in a light tone: "The basic politeness of being a person is to keep your distance. Don't you understand?"

The reporter was embarrassed and stepped back involuntarily.

Among the protesting students, a person suddenly shouted: "We respect you, Admiral, but you must not abuse your power!"

This seemed to be the beginning of a rhythm. After the voice shouted, many students realized what they were doing.

"Yes! Admiral, the first military academy is a place to train talents. Every student who is admitted to the first military academy is a genius selected from all over the country. No one knows how much effort we put in to enter the school. If because you are an admiral, you can randomly arrange a waste that hasn't read a book into the school, isn't our effort a joke?!"

"If more and more people follow your actions in the future, will the first military academy still have real talents? Are the people trained by the first military academy still truly outstanding people?!"

When Wen Xiaoyun heard the word ‘trash’, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked directly at the speaker.

The person seemed a little guilty about Shang Wen Xiaoyun's sight, but thinking of so many classmates around him, how could Wen Xiaoyun take him as a student?

Wen Xiaoyun slowly said, "What is your name?"

Relying on Wen Xiaoyun, the man didn't dare to do anything to himself, and said, "Why don't you change your name or your surname? My name is Zhang Jun, a second-year student in Mecha Manufacturing Department!

As soon as Wen Xiaoyun wanted to say something, he heard the boy Zhuang Zhou next to him suddenly say: "I've written it down."

Wen Xiaoyun tilted his head to look at him, and saw Zhuang Zhou taking a step forward. His thin body looked so weak, but it gave people a kind of firm tenacity inexplicably.

Zhuang Zhou turned his back to Wen Xiaoyun, held his chest up, and faced everyone: "Is there anyone who doesn't welcome me?"

Facing such a weak animal like Zhuang Zhou that looked like a little sheep, the protesting students naturally did not have the same respect for Wen Xiaoyun, and even disdain in their eyes.

He doesn't look better, with Wen Xiaoyun covering him, and without Wen Xiaoyun, what is he?

Zhuang Zhou said: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it."

He felt the malice emanating from these people.

He turned to Wen Xiaoyun, strangely calm: "Wen Xiaoyun, you help me write down their identities, including their family, and their best friends, write them down one by one."

When Wen Xiaoyun heard this, the anger in his heart slowly dissipated, revealing an imperceptible smile: "Okay."

Hearing what Zhuang Zhou said, someone sneered: "What? Do you still want Admiral Wen to use his power to retaliate against us?"

Zhuang Zhou ignored them because he saw Principal Daleson.

Principal Daleson heard about the school gate as soon as he arrived at the school, his face changed, and he hurried over.

It's just that it was too late, and Zhuang Zhou seemed to be angry.

Principal Daleson was deeply afraid that the little master would not go to the First Military Academy again to teach, but ran to other schools, even other countries, and hurriedly greeted him: "What are you doing! Give me back! "

As soon as Daleson came, the principal's majesty became clear, and the students had to withdraw first, but they still did not forget to say to Daleson: "Principal, please stop..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was scolded by Daleson: "Shut up all of you! What do you know, Teacher Zhuang is here to be a teacher!"

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

Those protesting students had a bad premonition inexplicably.

Come to be a teacher?

Is the principal kidding?

He is someone who has never read a book and has just learned to speak Interstellar Common Language. It seems that someone younger than them, come to teach them? !

Is the principal mad, or they are mad, otherwise how could I hear such a thing!

Daleson ignored these people and quickly apologized to Zhuang Zhou: "Teacher Zhuang, I really can't help you, for letting you encounter such a thing when you first came to school."

Zhuang Zhou didn't speak, but asked Wen Xiaoyun, "Have you remembered everything?"

Wen Xiaoyun looked not far away. Someone made a gesture to him. Wen Xiaoyun retracted his gaze: "I remember all of them, there will be no shortage of them."

Hearing what the two said, Daleson felt bad in his heart. Looking at the protesting students, there were more than 50 people, and some of them were rich and powerful.

Daleson was not angry and came out, catching them and continuing to curse: "Do you know what you are doing? It is an honor for our No. 1 Military Academy that Teacher Zhuang can be a teacher at our No. 1 Military Academy! You think anyone can make it. Stream of consciousness mecha? Do you think anyone can make a 100% energy radiation shielding device? If you can, I will let you be a teacher! Let you be a professor or a principal! Only Teacher Zhuang can, he It's that'little master'! If you can invite him to be a teacher, I, the principal, will have to burn incense!"

A group of little rascals, he is really mad at him!

The principal yelled at him, and everyone was stunned.

Even the students who didn't dare to step forward were watching not far away, their eyes widened.

What did the principal say?

Is Zhuang Zhou the little master who can make stream of consciousness mechas in the legend? !

how can that be!

Isn't he an illiterate who has never attended a kindergarten!

How could he be a little master!

However, would the principal publicly make a joke about this kind of thing?

Also, it is said that the little master has a very good relationship with the Third Army. He has made several non-radiation robots for the Third Army, and has also repaired and evolved Wen Xiaoyun’s Mecha Voss!

But no one has seen this little master enter and leave the Third Army! No one knows who he is!

So... it's Zhuang Zhou? !

In the face of everyone’s shocked eyes, Zhuang Zhou just said calmly: “Principal Daleson, I don’t want them to listen to my class in the future, as well as the mechas I will make in the future, my technology, and the energy I make. Installation, they and their family..."

"Don't even think of one."

The author has something to say: PS—

Zhuang Zhou: Super angry, so fierce to get angry!

The update time has been changed to 9 pm! I was a bit busy after returning to work, sorry o(╯□╰)o.

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