After the mecha combat class, Zhao Xinchong announced that Class A1 will have practical teaching next week.

Of course, this is voluntary.

If someone doesn't want to go to the battlefield, they can apply for a class transfer.

Only Class A1 will conduct practical teaching in freshman year. As long as you withdraw from Class A1, you don't have to go to the battlefield.

As soon as the news came out, almost the whole class cheered.

It is impossible to change classes.

It would be nice if they didn't go out and show off.

Seeing that no one flinched, Zhao Xinchong's usually serious face showed a hint of relief.

Then, he said: "Because you are still freshmen and lack combat experience, you must obey my command throughout the process. If you violate the rules, Class A1 is not suitable for you. If there are any serious consequences due to your violation of the regulations, the military court will not

Your status as a student will give you a lighter punishment. There are still six days left before the practical teaching. During these six days, I hope you can think carefully about whether you want to stay in Class A1."

After that, get out of class is over.

After class.

Zhu Xingchen was so excited that he hugged Lu Yuan and shook him vigorously: "That's great, Lao Lu! We are going to the battlefield!!"

"Um."

Lu Yuan was also very happy, but he had always been steady and not as emotionally expressive as Zhu Xingchen.

Zhu Xingchen: “Usually you don’t have the opportunity to practice teaching until your sophomore year. I didn’t expect our class to be so lucky, and we can start teaching right after our freshman year!”

Zhu Xingchen: "Although I don't know why we are asked to go to the battlefield early, it doesn't matter! As long as we can go!"

Zhu Xingchen didn't know why Class A1 went to the battlefield early, but Lu Yuan knew a little bit.

The Zerg have been extremely active recently, and many frontline stations have been attacked. The military may not have four years left to wait for them to grow.

Although the risk of practical teaching is high, it is an excellent way to quickly mature the geniuses in Class A1.

"Old Ying!" Zhu Xingchen was happy, let go of Lu Yuan, and shouted loudly to Ying Jiao who had not yet left: "Old Ying, let's go to the cooking classroom to celebrate after the Zerg Analysis class is over! You cook, Old Lu Xi

Bowl, I’m responsible for eating!”

Zhu Xingchen didn’t want to do anything, he just thought about eating.

Ying Jiao didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"I won't go." Ying Jiao refused directly.

"Go ahead."

Ji Hanyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke and said, "Ying Jiao, I want to eat grilled fish."

Ying Jiao: "Okay."

Since Xiao Ji wants to eat grilled fish, it’s okay to celebrate. “Then let’s go to the cooking class to eat grilled fish for dinner.”

Zhu Xingchen:……

Zhu Xingchen almost exploded with anger.

Why?

Why can't he go if he says but can do if Ji Hanyu says go!

"Lao Lu, am I not Ying Jiao's best friend?" Zhu Xingchen asked sourly.

Lu Yuan replied: "Yes."

After all, Ying Jiao only has these few friends. Apart from you, no one should have to compete for this position.

Zhu Xingchen: "Then why did she do this to me!"

Lu Yuan: Because you are just a friend.

There is a big difference between friends and boyfriends.

And based on his observation, Ying Jiao has the potential to be obsessed with sex and forget his friends.

"Xingchen, eat more later." As for fighting for status with Second Young Master Ji, let's forget it.

It's impossible in this life.

"Humph, of course!"

Zhu Xingchen raised his head: "I will definitely eat more than Ji Hanyu in a while!"

Zhu Xingchen said so and did so.

After the Zerg analysis class ended in the afternoon, Ying Jiao went to the cooking class to cook barbecue. Of course, Xiao Ji also didn’t forget the grilled fish that he wanted to eat.

The grilled fish Ji Hanyu ate was all boneless.

Zhu Xingchen was so sour that he ate nearly ten kilograms of barbecue angrily and had to be supported by Lu Yuan when he went back.

After the two left, Ji Hanyu suddenly said to Ying Jiao: "Ying Jiao, I want to eat puffs."

Ying Jiao, who was already ready to close the door and leave: "..."

"Caramel almond puffs?" she asked.

"Um."

"Okay, just wait."

Ying Jiao took the ingredients and made the shell and filling quickly.

Thirty minutes later, Ying Jiao took out the puff shell from the oven, skillfully filled it with fillings, then dipped it in caramel liquid and sprinkled it with almond slices.

"Okay," Ying Jiao packed the puffs, handed them to Ji Hanyu, and said, "Remember not to eat too much at night."

"Yeah." Ji Hanyu took the puffs and said softly: "I want another box."

Ying Jiao thinks classmate Xiao Ji is a bit weird.

Obviously in the past, he always ate what he was given and never asked for anything. Occasionally, even if he really wanted to eat something, he would hold back and not ask.

But now...

The current classmate Xiaoji is of course better, after all, she is happy to make food for him.

But what exactly made him change like this?

Although Ying Jiao was confused, he didn't ask any more questions.

She quickly packaged the puffs.

"I can't take it." Before Ying Jiao handed the puff box to Ji Hanyu, he heard him say: "You can help me get it downstairs."

Ying Jiao: "..."

The strange feeling increased again.

It’s just two boxes of puffs. Can’t Xiaoji take it?

Ji Hanyu: "My hand hurts, it's mecha class, it's because of you."

Ying Jiao:!

Ying Jiao wanted to say: It was obviously you who beat me with all your strength, and I almost fought back after you beat me to the ground; and I hit your mecha, not you!

But looking at classmate Xiao Ji's calm expression, Ying Jiao couldn't say these words no matter what.

never mind.

This hand, maybe maybe maybe... was really made by her?

"Sorry, I will be careful next time."

"Um."

Ji Hanyu responded lightly, and he couldn't help but curl his lips with the joy in his heart.

The fragrance of roses in the air is tinged with sweetness again.

Smells very good.

Ying Jiao felt it was worth it.

It doesn’t matter whether she hit him or not, as long as Xiaoji is happy.

Ying Jiao carried two boxes of puffs and sent Ji Hanyu to the downstairs of his dormitory. "Next time if you want to eat anything, just tell me and I will make it for you."

"Yeah." I won't be polite.

Ji Hanyu held the puffs and just turned around, then turned back and said:

"Good night, Yingjiao."

Ying Jiao was stunned for a moment: "Good night, classmate Xiao Ji."

Ying Jiao stood there and watched Ji Hanyu go upstairs. When he could no longer be seen, she returned to the dormitory.

Sheng Ling is here today.

She was sitting on the bed, holding a thick book, looking very happy.

"Senior, what are you so happy about?"

Sheng Ling was admiring the beauty illustrated book sent to her by Lan Cheng. It was a thick book that collected the top beauties in the interstellar for thousands of years.

Sheng Ling was startled when Ying Jiao suddenly shouted.

She pulled up the quilt and covered the illustrated book in her arms.

"Xue, Xue Mei," Sheng Ling lay on the quilt, "Xu Xue, why did you come back suddenly?"

Ying Jiao: "I'm out of class."

"Oh, oh." Sheng Ling nodded: "Senior sister, go wash up and rest. We have classes tomorrow."

"Um."

Ying Jiao saw that Sheng Ling had a secret, but she had no intention of exploring it, so he followed her words and went to wash up.

After coming out, Sheng Ling had already gotten out of bed and was sitting seriously at his desk looking at the optical brain... in a daze?

"Senior." Ying Jiao called her.

"Uh-huh!"

Sheng Ling came to his senses and said, "Well, junior sister, what can I do for you?"
Chapter completed!