The Mecha Department of the Federal Military Academy is full of fighters.
In the two-week plan of the Mecha Institute, everyone is basically fighting.
Freshmen date sophomores, sophomores date juniors, anyway, lower grades like to date seniors.
If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, but if you can't beat it, you still have to fight! Because being beaten is also a way of progress!
Then the highest grades are not easy to make appointments, some good ones can invite coaches or mentors to spar, and those who are fast and idle will squat in group pk matches between their age and departments.
For example, the previous holographic competition and the mech competition.
But these places are always limited, and there are always people who take orders, and you have to train when you take orders, and playing robots is too boring.
These people sometimes go to the dormitory to provoke people, and then make an appointment to fight with them. If they win the first fight and the opponent refuses to accept it, they will definitely come to the second match.
In the second game, I refused to accept it and asked for an extra match, but the opponent would also agree out of contempt for the loser.
Then-
what! The day passed like this!
At first, everyone didn't realize that this operation was so irritating, but later, a certain person thought that this kind of dating was cool and there was no shortage of people, so he provoked several people in a row, and everyone was like this.
The product was out of the ordinary, and they all felt that this routine was too dirty, so they stopped playing it!
So this group of people can only go to the boring computer again.
The team leader didn't expect that the methods of this group of people would be updated so quickly, and they even used Jiujiu as a raft!
He was furious and uttered three more words in a row.
[Why, dare not speak?]
[If no one wants to fight for you, don't fight, go fight the virtual mecha with energy! ! !]
[Pretending to be a lie, which class are you in?]
The conversation suddenly became sharper.
A question mark floated in Qiuqiu's head, [Isn't it possible to post such postings here?]
[Okay, you can tell me which class you are in first, and who is your name!]
[I am Jiang Qiuqiu from Class 1 of the Department of Spiritual Healing.]
[Hehe, do you think I will believe it?]
… So, a lot of people here pretended to be her
After thinking about it for a while, Qiuqiu realized that she didn't have a real name yet.
Hiss, no wonder the other party deleted her post, she quickly launched the conversation, entered the school's personal center, collected information and registered her name. Only then switch back to chatting.
[Hello, I have my real name now, I have my real name, can I post?]
Not far away, in the large training square of the Mech Academy, a shocking sentence quickly spread around with the monitor of a certain class as the center.
The louder it is, the more noticeable it is.
A boy who just got off the mecha shook the sweat stains on his racer-back vest, and the honey-colored muscles gleamed with water. He brushed his short hair, "What's wrong, the squad leader? Has the person pretending to be Jiujiu not solved yet?" ?”
"Yeah." Another male voice with slightly longer hair also leaned over, "Which class, you don't know anything."
"If you want to be beaten so much, let me beat him."
Monitor: ...
No, no, no! He shouted frantically in his heart, this time it's not fake, it's real!
I make it! Jiujiu really hasn't had time to use his real name.
so-
[Personal training, with healing food.]
…
He glanced at the roommates beside him.
Another look at the sky.
It's almost 10 o'clock, so we can't have so many people for training, right
He immediately made a decision in his heart, sorry brothers! I want to enjoy the wealth alone!
"It's dealt with, I deleted the post."
He was also vicious, "The kid won't reply to me after private lettering."
"I warned him, let's see if he dares to joke around next time."
"That's right, next time someone directly asks the president like this, I'll find them without their real names!"
Everyone complained about one person.