Jiang Hui couldn't really guess what was going on in the boy's mind, but she could probably guess what kind of childish thoughts they were. She didn't ask the boy any further questions and just smiled and let it go.
Although they had just experienced such a striking farce outside, class was still class and there were only so many seats in the front row. Since they arrived late, they naturally had to sit in the back.
Several people lamented their mistakes. They were so busy helping others outside that they didn't even notice that they had sent someone in to take a seat. However, it was just a seat. They just had to listen carefully to the class later. It didn't matter whether they were far away or near.
When Zhou Xiuwen came over, several people gathered together, talking about what happened just now.
As he got closer, he could vaguely hear Hillman's voice rising higher and higher. That guy didn't know how many people were around him. He was afraid that he might have offended all of them. If the news got out, even if he could achieve something in the future, he would probably be scolded to death if it was exposed.
This guy. First comes the trouble. Sometimes he doesn't know how to control his mouth. This is too ostentatious. You offend the gentleman, I offend the villain. It seems that I have to find time. Remind this little Hu Tu.
When a few people saw Zhou Xiuwen walking over, they moved to the side to make some space for him.
How did you come here? Zhang Hui tilted his head and asked. I thought he would go to class with his classmates. If he came here like this, would it make his classmates unhappy
Didn't I come with you? Zhou Xiuwen said indifferently. And it doesn't matter where I sit.
Those people? They were also considered as his solid partners and good friends in the class. It would be inappropriate for him to interfere. So he said goodbye and returned to the small team here.
Sean. I heard that boy called you "senior brother". Is he a close friend of yours? Is he a child? Sherman. So strange.
There were three people from the Logistics Department just now. Du Fei and Jiang Xingyun were both girls. The only male student among the three was Juan Neville, who looked weak.
It is rare to hear people call me senior brother in this way.
It was generally popular in the flower and plant art circles. Later, it was commonly used by the noble families in the upper cities. Generally, families of the same class who were on good terms with each other called each other this way.
Anyway, classmates won’t be so close to each other for no reason.
Hill. This is also considered. The upper class of the empire. He used it for courtesy when he was a child. However, Neville. He just heard Zhou Xiuwen shouting this. He remembered that he seemed to have never heard of such a family.
Zhou Xiuwen nodded. Then he shook his head. Not really. His mother used to work with my father. They used to interact when they were young. But they were just generally familiar with each other. That's all.
From the military. No wonder he hadn't heard of it. Kilman's curiosity only lasted for a moment, and then he quickly turned away.
He put his arm around Jiang Kui's shoulder and whispered, "Student Jiang really made us angry. Let's fight for our dignity. That guy is not a man of good taste and talks nonsense. We are almost mad at him. If I wasn't afraid that the teacher would catch me and punish me, I would have wanted to give him a hand on the spot."
Clarence glanced down and made a check mark. He thought to himself, so the pull he just made was not unnecessary. If he was given a chance, this guy would dare.
If you had taken action, would you already be in the Academic Affairs Office? Huang Xian suddenly poured a bucket of cold water on him.
Ah. Hillman suddenly shrank like a balloon that had been missed.
Indeed, if he had really done it just now and been caught by Carlo and that person, then the nature of the matter would have changed.
Even so, whose fault was it at the beginning? Did that Herrera say something inappropriate? The person who was at fault would probably be Silman. Maybe that guy even managed to become invisible.
You, think more before you speak and act. Don't be too impulsive. If you can move, don't move your hands. If you can just deal with it, don't move your mouth. If you can make him suffer for himself, you don't have to do anything. I will take the opportunity to teach him a lesson and feel that I am really worrying too much. Young master, day by day, I think too simply.
The young man nodded listlessly.
There will be some. Can't bear it. Then change the subject. Besides, this kind of. Getting rich suddenly. Naturally, it's not satisfying enough.
Sherman seemed to be resurrected, instantly refreshed. Hmm, is there any other way? Can it be more enjoyable
Jiang Hui, no answer.
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Although there was a little setback before the class started, it did not affect the class as scheduled, and no one was so ignorant as to mention the incident just now. All the students, teachers, and even the group of people who had caused the chaos just now took their seats as scheduled. The auditorium was silent and solemn, as if nothing had happened.
Sure enough, it was not. The entire course of the academic system was packed. Not only in terms of the title, but also when they arrived at the scene. The huge auditorium was crowded at a glance. It seemed that half of the school was here.
On the right side of the front row, the two rows are specially invited. People from all walks of life. There are even several people wearing military uniforms. They have a row of medals, shrines, and integrity pinned on their chests. You see, they are soldiers who have retired from the battlefield.
Carlo was obviously used to this kind of scene. He entered the auditorium on time and walked to the front. Lecture. Money.
The school took this course very seriously and arranged many staff members to maintain order inside the venue, but they probably didn't expect that there was also unrest outside. Otherwise, it is estimated that the logistics drama of Ai Leilagen would be stopped before the few people could make a fuss.
But everything was well prepared. Carlo was on stage. Set up Beiji. Audio. You draw. Everything was ready for the first station. Everything was ready, except for the east wind. All that was missing was him, the protagonist, to come on stage and speak.
Welcome to the lecture hall. I am Xie Dacaro. Today's topic is the analysis of a classic mecha. As you all know, it comes from my early work, Liehuo I. Because this work is my independent research and development, many things are inherited from my personal calculation results. There may be some discrepancies in the data of many classic models. If you have new ideas in this regard, please feel free to communicate with me.
I always believe that mecha manufacturing is a vibrant discipline.
It needs constant change and improvement. Anyone, regardless of experience and knowledge, can participate in it as long as their arguments are reasonable and well-founded, so that both themselves and the mecha can grow to a certain extent. The scholar said in a loud voice.
He seems to have never changed. Even if he has gone through difficulties, been bullied, or even lost his once respected status, his original intention has never changed.
This is a true mecha master who deserves respect.