Out of everyone's sight, the two stopped under the shade of a tree.
Wen Xingchen's hair was soaked in sweat by his ears, and the towel was hanging from his neck. He just hugged his body and leaned against the tree trunk, and he never took the initiative to speak.
Wen Ye took a look at his expression, and sighed faintly: "Why, are you still angry with your father?"
Wen Xingchen: "It's really rare to have you here as a lobbyist this time."
"Not a lobbyist. I just found out about it when I came back." Wen Ye was not at all surprised by his attitude, and said in a casual tone, "I'm going to go home in a few days, and I'll meet that guy by the way." A new little dad. If you have nothing to do, you might as well go back with me. "
Wen Xingchen didn't respond, but just glanced at him coldly: "I'm calling my little dad now, big brother, you are really drifting more and more with the crowd."
Wen Ye was silent for a moment under his attitude, and said, "It's not like you don't know your father's temperament. After so many years, don't you still get used to it?"
"Some things are impossible to get used to, big brother. What's more, the behavior of being promiscuous should not be associated with temperament at all." Wen Xingchen's eyes had completely lost the smile, and the figure of someone flashed in his mind, and the corner of his mouth "Sometimes I admire you too. In the past ten years, this Mr. Wen has changed eight legal spouses like a lantern. You can still stand on his side and intercede for him. How did you manage to open your mouth?"
Wen Ye didn't speak again.
Regarding my father's romantic temperament that is well known throughout the empire, it is indeed a bit far-fetched to find some excuses.
If he hadn't received a message from Wen Muqiao when he just came back, crying and yelling that he had made this precious son unhappy again, in fact Wen Ye didn't really want to make fun of himself.
If you want to blame, you can only blame this flamboyant man for not knowing how to control himself. As long as he sees his favorite Omega, he can't control his lower body, and he can't care about anything under the smell of pheromones he likes. It's a typical pure love brain.
Among so many short marriage experiences, the five years with Wen Xingchen's biological mother were considered the longest period.
Wen Xingchen is obviously not like their father emotionally at all. He has watched his mother and father change like a lantern since he was a child, and his biological mother is suffering alone outside. Although the two elders actually have a good personal relationship, Still unable to overcome the hurdle in his heart, the gap between father and son naturally gradually deepened.
"It's fine if you don't want to go back."
Wen Ye's mentioning a few words is considered a good job, and he changed the subject very simply: "While I am still in school these few days, you should think about joining the Imperial Sea Guard."
Wen Xingchen glanced at him: "The reason?"
He deliberately lost the third round in the Freshmen Challenge before, so Wen Ye should have known that he didn't want to get involved.
Although Wen Ye was strict and rigid, he had never done anything to force him since he was a child, but this time he came to him as soon as he returned to school, obviously there was a reason why he had to look for him.
"This time to assist in the battle, the casualties of our patrol team are a bit heavy, especially Wei Shu's situation requires at least half a year of training." Wen Ye's explanation is very businesslike, and it is also very straightforward, "Now the military academy exchange game is about to start. It's about to start, according to regulations, we need to report at least three places. And I know your strength very well, at this moment of glory for the school, logically speaking, you should do your part."
With Wen Ye's character, it is indeed easy to focus on the overall situation, but at this time, Wen Xingchen obviously cares about something else.
"There were heavy casualties?" He frowned slightly and asked, "What about you?"
Wen Ye: "I'm fine."
Wen Xingchen nodded: "I'll go back and think about it."
"Okay." Wen Ye didn't force it, and left after simply exchanging a few more sentences.
There was only one person left, but Wen Xingchen didn't take a step for a long time, just leaning against the tree like this, looking up at the stars in the sky in a trance.
The brilliance of the stars was a little dazzling, but he stood under the shade of the tree, as if he was stubbornly not letting the projection come in.
Although he and Wen Ye are half-brothers, they actually got along pretty well since childhood.
In fact, if it weren't for his flamboyant father who, after a peaceful divorce from his mother, was always trying to bring a new love home, the family as a whole could barely be considered harmonious.
Wen Xingchen has known since he was a child that there is such a kind of Alpha, who is born with love, and he will definitely not become the kind of person like his father.
I don't know what kind of Omega I brought home this time, plunged headlong into the blueprint for the future drawn by Wen Muqiao, will I cry, make trouble, and hang myself when I wake up
Wen Xingchen took a deep breath, pulled the towel off his neck, and walked towards the training ground.
At this time, the bell for the end of get out of class had already rang, and there was no one in the training ground.
However, when Wen Xingchen stepped in, a golden head popped out of the lush lawn.
It looked like he fell asleep before, and when he looked towards the door sleepily, he was slightly stunned when his eyes met, and then his eyes gradually became clear.
In the next second, Lu Jingning jumped up from the ground: "I've heard of you, boy, and I'm still willing to come back!"
Wen Xingchen: "..."
The style of painting changed so fast that I almost couldn't adjust my mood all of a sudden.
Lu Jingning rolled up his sleeves as he walked towards him, rambling: "The more I think about it just now, the more I feel that winning is a bit disgraceful. Come on, let's do it again while there is no one around."
Wen Xingchen thought that he was just talking, but he didn't expect that when he was in front of him, he actually pretended to do it, so he quickly reached out to stop him, and said speechlessly, "Aren't you tired?"
Lu Jingning: "Tired? How come! The word 'tired' never exists in Brother Lu's dictionary!"
Wen Xingchen: "Then you win."
Lu Jingning: "???"
Wen Xingchen: "Because I'm tired."
The corner of Lu Jingning's mouth twitched slightly: "As the first freshman of Imperial Navy Academy, you actually gave up so easily?"
"Otherwise, what should I do, I'm really tired." Wen Xingchen didn't have the slightest burden of thought, and turned his side, "Brother Lu, give me a break?"
Lu Jingning reluctantly stepped aside.
Wen Xingchen walked over and picked up his coat hanging on the railing, and when he walked back, he seemed to suddenly think of something: "Brother Lu, have you bought the washing powder yet?"
Lu Jingning: "What washing powder?"
Wen Xingchen: "You asked me last time, green plum sauce-flavored washing powder, are you still waiting for me to provide it to you?"
Lu Jingning thought about it seriously: "It seems to be okay."
Wen Xingchen: "...how did I only realize that you are so outstanding now."
Lu Jingning had a cheeky smile: "Thank you, thank you."
It was the first time that Wen Xingchen was overwhelmed by a person's words. After being stunned for a moment, he finally couldn't help laughing out loud, "Puff!"
It was the first time that Lu Jingning had seen Wen Xingchen's blatant smile, his bent eyes seemed to have washed away the usual pretentious aura of his whole body, and he looked inexplicably cute.
However, this is obviously not the focus now, the focus is—
Lu Jingning frowned: "Wen Xingchen, are you laughing at me?"
Wen Xingchen waved his hands, with a smile in his tone: "No."
Lu Jingning's brows tightened even more: "You still say no?"
Wen Xingchen suddenly stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, and his usually unkind tone softened a little: "Really not."
It seemed that Lu Jingning felt a little bitter about his sudden laugh, after returning home, Wen Xingchen sent him a gift the next day to express his apology.
Lu Jingning opened it excitedly, and found two bags of green plum-flavored washing powder inside.
Lu Jingning: "..."
When Yan Hebin returned to the dormitory, he saw Lu Jingning pouring bags into the liquid washing machine, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
Lu Jingning didn't turn his head, but he could hear the gnashing of teeth from his tone of voice: "Someone likes the taste of green plum sauce, and I'm trying to satisfy him, so I don't believe it won't kill him!"
Yan Hebin: "???"
…
The first club activity of the Mecha Club is scheduled for the weekend of that week.
When Lu Jingning and Yan Hebin entered the club one after the other, they saw the officers inside were busy going in and out.
Lu Jingning caught sight of the female Alpha who Naxin received them at the door that day, and walked over to say hello very familiarly: "Senior sister, what are you preparing for?"
As soon as An Huo turned around, he saw two newly recruited Omega juniors standing not far away looking at her, and introduced enthusiastically: "Today is the first activity of the club, we are going to set up a battlefield, and come to It's time to let a few key seniors in the club show you the live mecha performance."
Actual on-site operations are completely different from virtual fighting. Although all holographic scenes of virtual fighting are almost 100% close to reality, from a sensory point of view, it is not as exciting as real guns and live ammunition.
Lu Jingning raised his head when he heard the words, only the general structure of the venue had been completed, and following An Huo's order, a transparent light and shadow barrier immediately surrounded him.
It looks extremely thin, but anyone who has experienced it knows that this is currently the most important material used for protective shields at the major interstellar sites of the Empire. From this point, it is enough to see how strong the funds behind the Mecha Society are.
"Hey, Yan Hebin, I didn't expect this mecha society to be quite interesting." Lu Jingning knew that he was really planning to take out the big guys when he saw the battle. According to his temperament that he was afraid of chaos, Naturally, they never want to miss this kind of opportunity to watch the excitement.
In comparison, Yan Hebin, who thought he was extremely persistent towards the Mecha Club, seemed much calmer. After a "hmm", his eyes fell on the few mechas that had just been pushed in from the outside, and he said in a calm tone: "This These mechas are models that have just been launched in the past five years. They are not top-notch in terms of lethality, but if they are simply used for stage shows, they are good choices. However, if you are not going to use invisible For mass destruction ammunition, it is actually enough to use a liquid barrier, and there is no need to spend so much time and effort to cover the light and shadow for protection."
An Huo, who was next to him, listened to such a science popularization abruptly, and couldn't help being stunned: "Student, your knowledge is quite extensive..."
"An Huo, how are you preparing now?" When You Zeyang walked over, he also saw Lu Jingning, and his gaze passed by his side lightly, as if there was no such person.
Lu Jingning was so annoyed by the contemptuous attitude of turning a blind eye, he wished he could go up and kick him hard.
But he can!
An Huo quickly reported the situation on the scene, glanced back, saw that You Zeyang was the only one, and couldn't help asking: "Vice president, why are you alone, and the president?"
"I don't know either. When I first came here, Yunlin sent me a message saying that I have something to do and asked me to take charge of the organization of today's event." You Zeyang walked towards the opposite field while talking, "I'll go there have a look."
An Huo responded and watched him leave, still with some doubts in his eyes, he muttered in a low voice: "It's strange, what could be the matter? The president is not the kind of person who will randomly absent from club activities..."
Lu Jingning listened by the side, and hummed twice in agreement: "Yes, if I knew your president wouldn't come, I wouldn't be here today. Isn't it just a vice president, with a nose that grows to the top of his head The way he looks, people who don’t know think he is the vice-principal?”
After finishing speaking, he was still angry and clicked his tongue: "The vice principal is not as good as him!"
An Huo couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this: "Don't say that, don't look at the vice president who is always vicious, in fact, he has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and he is quite a good person. After a long time of contact, you will know."
Lu Jingning sneered: "I really can't see it, it's better not to touch it."
When You Zeyang turned around and left, he didn't let others see the deep eyes. He lowered his head to look at the current time, and his brows furrowed slightly: "I hope it's just a false alarm..."
At the same time, the general meeting hall of the Imperial Navy University was already full of people.
Judging from the attire, there is a high-ranking school leader, an honorary professor who is also an important post in the military, an ordinary in-service teacher, and an outstanding senior student.
In fact, several members of the Imperial Sea Patrol Team were dressed in uniform and neat white military uniforms, which looked particularly eye-catching.
Bing Yunlin, who was absent from the activities of the Jijia Club, was also among the crowd. He received a message on the way to the club and rushed over immediately.
"So, the main officers of each department should have been notified, right?" The huge LCD screen showed a figure in a capable military uniform. It is not difficult to distinguish his identity from the pattern on the medal. Colonel Fei Gang, who is currently the commander-in-chief of the Emperor Sea Galaxy, spoke with seriousness in his eyes, "It is undeniable that the incident happened in a bit of an emergency, and the time given to you is too hasty. However, the air raid information this time Accurate or not, but as long as there is a possibility, we have to prepare everything in advance.”
The old principal Bing Cang was sitting in the middle, and at this time he lost his usual gentle look, and his slightly narrowed eyes flashed with determination: "You can rest assured that every student in our Imperial Navy University is a future student. Soldiers must be ready to go to war at any time."
The atmosphere in the arena seemed a little depressing, no one spoke, and everyone seemed to be waiting at this moment, waiting for a final ending.
And at this moment, a red beam of light suddenly flashed across the sky that everyone was watching.
Like a sharp knife, since then it has completely pierced the sky, and has deeply penetrated into the hearts of everyone.
Wen Ye groaned, and stood up from the chair: "It's still here after all."
This kind of warning signal is not uncommon in the interstellar era. Usually, it will indicate the distance of the enemy according to the color.
The red light signal obviously means that it has completely entered the dangerous distance.
It is very likely that this wave of enemy attacks was directly opened through the space signal gate.
It is no wonder that the military department eagerly received the ambiguous temporary information half an hour before the enemy attack.
Wen Ye could feel Wei Shu, his teammate in the wheelchair next to him, tightly clenched his fists unwillingly, patted him on the shoulder expressionlessly, and said calmly, "This time, leave it to us."
At the same time, Principal Bing Cang's voice rang slowly and solemnly in everyone's ears: "Sound the alarm, everyone is on alert!"