The rookie competition ended with such an almost gorgeous and touching ending.
Qingyu Military Academy has not lost its prestige, and Southwest Military Academy has also received the glory it deserves.
Lao Bao, who suffered from an old brain disease, was a blessing in disguise. He was jointly consulted by several major medical scholars at Qingyu Military Academy overnight. Finally, the highest-level medical cabin in the college's advanced laboratory was used to repair his brain nerves. He ran to the hospital alive and kicking early the next morning.
Tang Lang's bedroom.
It's not a farewell, it's a fat man asking for a drink at noon. The fat man has already been "fucked" hard by the long-legged girl. He knows that pretending to be sick is of no use to this shameless guy, so he might as well break the pot.
Call the long-legged girl together.
His plan was to find someone to pay the bill. If the long-legged girl dared to refuse, he would go downstairs to unfurl a banner among the female students. But when he heard that he was having dinner with a fat comrade, the long-legged girl not only readily agreed
, and she paid the bill very easily, as if I had nothing but money.
The fat man was in such a good mood that he didn't even notice the old man's funny eyes.
"In life, remember not to take advantage of yourself, otherwise you will suffer big losses!"
Perhaps until many years later, the fat man's heartbroken basic life lessons to the little fat man and the little fat girl can basically reflect his mood when he recalls this scene.
Of course, the little fat man and the little fat girl have always looked down upon the old fat man's behavior. He put coins into the hands of my sister and brother at night to test whether they were asleep, and then went to hug my mother with joy.
Why didn’t you think about that when you were there?
Genes are so stubborn.
As the rookie competition came to an end, the academy temporarily became calm.
The "Elite Group" may have become much more low-key because of its failure in the rookie competition. All major clubs and departments have started preparing intensively for the college-wide mecha competition.
Each club has candidates to participate in the main competition of the mecha competition based on the academy's ranking. For example, the first-ranked "elite group" can send up to 10 contestants to participate, while the 30th-ranked dance association can only send one person.
The Guwu Club, which was originally ranked twelfth but now ranks eighth due to Tang Lang's strong performance and Jiang Bao winning first place in the rookie competition, has four registration quotas.
There is no doubt that Mingyue Shang and Tang Lang are the signatures of the ancient martial arts club and must be selected. The remaining two will eventually arise between Cao Xiangqin, Fatty, Jiang Bao and Du Mosi. And Fatty coincides with Cao Xiangqin and Jiang Bao.
They chose to give up entering the main draw directly and participate in the play-offs. In their words, it is not fun to enter the main draw based on quotas. They have to fight all the way to the main draw to enjoy it.
In fact, when the names of two intermediate second-level mecha masters from the ancient martial arts club and a third-level mecha master who was by no means weaker than the intermediate second-level mecha appeared on the play-off list, the whole hospital shouted,
The wolf is coming.
The Guwu Club's lineup this year is absolutely luxurious enough to make all opponents tremble.
Tang Lang, who can single-handedly defeat four intermediate level three mecha masters whose level is unknown, Ming Yueshang, who ranked third in last year's mecha competition, plus two intermediate level two mecha masters from the military, and a rookie competition champion, even if
Du Mo Ni, who is slightly inferior on the surface, is also among the top 32 in the academy.
However, the strength of each club has been greatly weakened because the fourth-year students left the academy early and entered the army. There are almost no intermediate first-level mecha divisions, and the intermediate second-level is the backbone. Even the top-ranked clubs like the "Elite Group"
, in the end, Guild President Li Yu decided to fight in person, and with the addition of Zhou Jinjin, who was defeated by Tang Lang, he managed to make up a list of 10 intermediate level two mecha masters.
But this time, not many people were as optimistic about the "Elite Group" as before. In fact, the "Elite Group" had suffered too many defeats in front of Tang Lang. Whenever they thought about the terrifying mecha masters like Tang Lang and Fatty, they would fight with them.
When you look at it, you can't help but think of "Carrot Meeting".
It will take a few days for the play-offs to start, and when the top 64 are selected from the play-offs, they will be mixed with more than 300 numbers recommended by various clubs and departments to advance to the main round. In addition to going to class during the day, Tang Lang also attends classes at night.
He did not have to participate in training similar to that of a new recruit like most freshmen.
So, after a idle dinner, after thinking for a long time, I finally sent a message to a certain woman.
Qiu Ruge, who had just taken a shower, looked at the wardrobe for a long time with her wet long hair, and finally chose the outfit she wore when she first met Tang Lang.
"Boss! Aren't you cold like this?" Mo Maomao looked at Qiu Ruge, who still chose to show her graceful waist on this late autumn night, and couldn't help but ask blankly.
"Is it cold?" Qiu Ruge raised her eyebrows. "It's not snowing again!"
"But it's windy!" Mo Xiaomao shrank his neck and watched helplessly as his boss walked fearlessly into the autumn wind.
"Boss, my heart is very hot!" The man with glasses walked out of the room that had been converted into an office like a ghost, looking faintly at the hills opposite. "I can't sleep tonight!"
"Then you treat me to a drink!" Mo Mao Mao also had a look of pain on his face. "There is a hanging pot over there on the cross street and I heard it tastes good. I'll have a drink with you, a lovelorn person!"
"Federal regulations stipulate that those under 18 are not allowed to drink. The little brat knows how to fuck. The mirror man looked up to the sky and sighed. "I'd better keep an eye on the boss here, for her personal safety."
"Tch, Brother Tang, you still need to keep an eye on your martial arts skills?" Mo Mao Mao pouted.
"I'm just guarding against him!" The bespectacled man's face became even more melancholy.
Tang Lang, on the hill opposite Julang Company.
"I came to you today because I want to ask you something." The straight man did not light up or become distracted just because the girl exuding a youthful atmosphere was sitting next to him. Instead, he got straight to the point.
"Brother Tang Lang, tell me!" The well-dressed girl was slightly startled and replied with a bit of disappointment in her heart.
"How much do you know about your Qiu family?"
"I only know that my Qiu family has been in the army for generations and lost many ancestors on the battlefield. By the time my grandparents were born, only my father was left. I had not seen my grandparents since I was a child, and my father only told me before he died.
They and I have already sacrificed their lives on the front line. My father is gone and I am the last member of the Qiu family." Recalling what her father had said during his lifetime, Qiu Ruge looked sad but did not cry.
Tang Lang looked with some pity at the girl in front of him who was telling the past with a bit of stubbornness. She might not know that she was not alone in this world. There was also an uncle who was watching her silently. When she knew
One day, maybe she will tear off those stubborn disguises and reveal her true heart!
"Believe me!" Tang Lang said softly. "I think God will not owe you the Qiu family, nor will it treat a woman like you badly. One day, there will definitely be someone who cares about you and loves you like a father."
"Yes!" Qiu Ruge lowered her head shyly, trying hard not to let Tang Lang see the tears that were instantly aroused by happiness in her eyes.
This is Qiu Ruge. Faced with hardship, she did not cry, but because of happiness, she wanted to cry.
Brother Tang Lang, is this a confession?
But obviously, she misunderstood.
Tang Lang knew nothing about this.
Although he did not want to obtain the mecha coating formula in this way, Tang Lang's exclusive armor was gradually put on the agenda. Sun Xueqing, the person in charge of the mecha plug-in system and camouflage system, even discussed the mecha coating layer with Tang Lang
After discussion, the Federal Security Service has vaguely discovered that neighboring countries have made a major breakthrough in this research.
Apart from regular classes, Changsun Xueqing spent the rest of the time in the laboratory. She even had no communication for more than a week. This made Tang Lang quite helpless, but it also proved from the side why Changsun Xueqing
The main reason for success is extreme concentration, not just talent.
The mystery of the white-haired uncle is difficult to solve, but the key must lie with Qiu Ruge.