"This interstellar world may not have Jiang Qiuqiu as a mecha soldier, but without Jiang Qiuqiu as a spiritual healer, it is a great loss in the field of spiritual healing."
Through Lao Zhu's regular broadcast, Dean Fu is quite aware of Jiang Qiuqiu's progress in the field of spiritual healing in the past six months.
Based on his analysis of some of Qiuqiu's words and deeds, as well as his usual attitude and choices in dealing with things, he already knew in his heart where the little girl would go.
As a senior, he is happy.
The Department of Happy Spiritual Healing also has a new leader.
As the dean of the mecha individual department, he also felt it was a pity.
I lost a student who was steady and steady, not arrogant, not into a dead end, steady and self-restraining.
But it's still more fun anyway.
After the old dean Fu sighed in his heart, he entered the time of emotion.
Then Teacher Mao on the side interjected blankly, "!"
"Teacher, when did you become so powerful! I remember that you didn't even say a few words to Qiuqiu, so you can guess her character and behavior?"
"..."
Of course it can't be perceived in school.
Ah, I found it while watching the live broadcast.
But there is no need to tell Xiao Mao about this, Lao Fu raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Mao with a bit of disgust, "Don't think so much, you care about students so much, why don't you care about yourself."
"Yesterday your mother sent me another newsletter. When are you going to get married?"
"..."
When Mr. Mao heard this topic, he felt pain in the tip of his buttocks. He immediately took out the pain mask, feeling that he couldn't stay in this small room, "Teacher, I have a lesson later, so I'll go prepare for it first."
"in vain!"
After finishing speaking, he ran out of the dean's office in a hurry.
Old Dean Fu looked at the open door and shook his head helplessly.
really...
like a child.
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As the travel time drew closer, Qiuqiu became busy.
Pack your things, put on your clothes, and the spiritual healing helmet is absolutely indispensable.
Take another spirit warming liquid, maybe it can be used.
The pre-departure live broadcast next door also started. Before the 28th, Qiuqiu hastily made two five-hour live broadcasts, and finished all the inventory at the professor's apartment.
Some of the finished products were sent out, and the other part was distributed to Dean Zhu, Dean Lao Fu, Teacher Mao and a group of roommates.
Because I gave too much this time, and it was time for class, Teacher Mao finally had time to go to Dean Zhu to get delicious food.
It was only after eating the delicious food that Jiujiu had left this time that he started beating his chest.
Co-authored, what he missed time and time again before co-authored is this kind of food? !
The painful mask of being urged to marry has another layer of painful mask of passing by with delicious food. Of course, this is all for a later story.
On the morning of the 28th.
All the first-year students in the Department of Spiritual Healing packed their bags and headed to a small suspended island on the side of the school, preparing to board the jump mech that was responsible for transporting the students this time.
Because there are many students, two jump mechs are parked on the island.
Dean Zhu, as the team leader, stood on a small suspended platform, accompanied by several teachers for this event. It can be said that less than half of the spiritual healing department was dispatched.
Because the anger is very serious and everything is very formal, in such a slightly solemn atmosphere, everyone is very quiet.
After arriving at the point, the students in line swiped their faces one by one.
The system in the department sent the seat number on the personal terminal in advance, and after entering the mecha, everyone quickly found their own seat.