After returning to my biological family, I was arranged to marry

The counselors have told them the meeting place and time for military training in advance, and they will gather at the designated place at 05:30.

The west area of ​​the school is the training base specially set up by Feige University for the Mech Academy, and it takes about ten minutes to get there by flying school bus.

During military training, everyone slept in multiple rooms, without exception.

When Lin Zimao came to the meeting point for guidance, many students had already arrived. They sat on desks or chairs at random, and each of them was quite casual. They gathered together to chat in twos and threes. His arrival seemed a bit abrupt, but , He didn't care about other people's eyes, so he found a seat and sat down.

Before taking the admission letter, Lin Bei asked him what he wanted to learn. He said he wanted to learn mecha combat. Lin Bei looked at him like a fool. Lin Zimao said it was simple. He was so angry that one Buddha was born and the other two ascended to heaven.

The mech combat major not only has high requirements for physical fitness, but also has a good understanding of the structure of the mech. Who is not a good seed with outstanding grades when applying for the mech combat major? When driving an ordinary aircraft, there is a safety manual tens of centimeters thick. Needless to say, how could he get into this major if he didn't get a high score when he applied for the college entrance examination? Even if he used a special quota, the college would not dare to accept it.

As far as Lin Zimao's test scores were concerned, if it weren't for the Lin family, he would be laughing at being able to enter Feige University as a security guard.

Lin Zimao insisted on studying mecha-related majors. Seeing that he was very persistent, Lin Bei finally enrolled him in a mecha-related major, and was also arranged in the Mecha Academy.Of course, Lin Bei is also preparing for Lin Zimao to switch to other majors after failing to study, and to study languages ​​or humanities and social sciences, etc., which are easy to graduate.

Therefore, Lin Zimao is now assigned to his current major, and his current class - the second class of mecha maintenance.

"Hey, my name is Wang Yi, what's your name?"

As soon as Lin Zimao sat down, the students in the front row turned to him and asked him. He was a rather strong boy with a cut head and a pimple on his chin, but overall he was handsome. In comparison, Xuan is just ordinary handsome.

"Lin Zimao."

The freshmen are all from various planets in the alliance, and those who like to make friends start to chat and learn about the origins of new students.

The same is true for Wang Yi, he took the initiative and enthusiasm, as if he didn't notice the indifference in Lin Zimao's eyes and his alienation towards strangers.

"I took the test from Cross Star, how about you?"

Cross star is a third-class planet, and its resources are at the middle level among the fifth-class planets classified by humans. It is a pretty good livable planet.

Lin Zimao didn't feel that he should hide anything, and said directly: "Alpha Star."

As soon as the voice fell, the noisy voice beside him suddenly became quieter. The students who heard him looked over curiously. Lin Zimao did not have the inferiority and cowardice from the Alpha star. When the other students saw him, he directly replied. Looking over, three seconds later, they resumed the original topic, and deliberately raised the volume to cover up their surprise and embarrassment in the few seconds just now.

Lin Zimao didn't feel embarrassed. Wang Yi realized that his chatting skills needed to be improved. He scratched his head and apologized to Lin Zimao: "I'm sorry, I just asked casually and didn't think too much about it."

Lin Zimao didn't pay much attention: "It doesn't matter, you will know sooner or later."

Wang Yi originally wanted to ask the other party how many points he got in the exam, but after thinking about his own question, he seemed too sensitive, so he decided to give up and talk about military training instead.

Wang Yi said: "I see that in the military training regulations, there is also a mecha-boarding session. I have never touched a mecha when I grow up."

Someone whispered, "You bumpkin."

Lin Zimao answered indifferently: "Who are the bumpkins talking about?"

The other party replied in seconds: "The bumpkin said you."

There was a roaring burst of laughter in the classroom.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Guo Xingwei, you are so stupid hahahahaha!"

Wang Yi originally felt aggrieved, but who knew that the new classmate in front of him had a character of taking revenge directly, which was a bit likable.

Guo Xingwei, who originally wanted to laugh at others but was mistaken by his cleverness, turned pale.

He stared at Lin Zimao angrily: "You wait."

Lin Zimao hooked the corners of his lips, but didn't respond, and didn't take him seriously.

There are several young people around Guo Xingwei. Judging from the clothes and accessories they use, they are either rich or expensive.

It is estimated that those who can be assigned to this class are not serious. These days, Lin Zimao has frequently visited the school’s forums. He knows that there is such a major in the School of Mechanical Armor, and such a class is dedicated to accepting special students. Lin Zimao is very lucky After entering this major and this class, I have to say that Lin Bei is really miraculous in his ability to choose accurately. He thought it was a good major, but the alternative majors provided by the school were originally tailor-made for them.

Just as the opponent's hatred was full, another wave of freshmen came in, followed by a counselor in his 30s, surnamed Yu.

Teacher Yu has a round and pale face, and looks kind.

The classroom was almost full, and it was estimated that everyone had arrived, so Teacher Yu began to roll the roll.

"Are you all here? Let me roll the name first, so that everyone can get acquainted with each other."

"He Yangxia... Guo Xingwei... Wang Yi..."

The names were read one by one, and finally Lin Zimao who was sitting in the last row was read.

As we all know, the list is ranked according to the entrance grades. Lin Zimao is ranked last. Doesn't it mean that he has the lowest grades?

Generally, those with low grades go to other schools to enroll. For a while, everyone was not sure about Lin Zimao's identity.

He is from Planet Alpha, but his ranking is lower than that of Guo Xingwei who was chattering with him just now.

Who doesn't know that Guo Xingwei is from the Guo family, his high school grades are unrecognizable, and if he was not born in a good family, he would not be able to get into Feige University.

Regarding Lin Zimao's ranking, Guo Xingwei and others couldn't understand it. Could it be that Feige University has started to help the poor now?

After the counselor finished counting and confirmed that all the students in the class were present, he asked everyone to bring their luggage and go to the training base where they will stay tonight.

There is already a flying school bus waiting downstairs in the teaching building.

Everyone packed their luggage and hurried downstairs, Lin Zimao and Wang Yi walked behind.

Wang Yi passed the exam with integrity, but fortunately he didn't make a second stupid question about Lin Zimao today.

Lin Zimao didn't reject him, but he was not enthusiastic.

Wang Yi and his brothers asked Lin Zimao, "I was interrupted just now, have you ever boarded a mecha?"

Lin Zimao hesitated for a moment: "It should be regarded as going up."

Wang Yi felt that he had found a confidant: "Is it the kind of exhibition, that is, scrapped mechs for people to take pictures? I have climbed up to take pictures before, but unfortunately I can only take pictures."

Lin Zimao didn't say yes or no, Wang Yi just made up a lot of brainstorming on his own, he talked densely, and even told Lin Zimao about his own affairs.

He comes from a mediocre family, and he thought about becoming a mecha warrior before, but later found out that there were many brothers in his family, and there was not enough money for him to go to a mecha training class. In the end, he had to settle for a mecha-related major. With a good memory, Wang Yi gritted his teeth and studied hard for three years, which actually allowed him to be admitted to the most powerful university in the capital city, making his ancestors shine.

Although he can't become the mecha operator of his dreams, Wang Yi, who is professionally related to mecha, feels very satisfied.

Lin Zimao listened to him chirping and quacking about how he was admitted to Feige University, and he calmed down after getting on the school bus.

After the whole class sat down, Teacher Yu also got into the car.

The school bus passed through the tall buildings of the school, and 10 minutes later, it stopped on a parking lot without green shade. The surrounding buildings were so simple that they were completely inconsistent with the style of Feige University.

The freshmen got off the bus one by one, full of longing for the collective life of the next fifteen days.

This is the training base of Feige University's Mecha Academy!

Wearing a military uniform designed to fit the waist is the dream of many people.

However, the materials used in the mechas are world-class, and a mecha is expensive to manufacture. Those who can use high-end mechas are all mecha operators trained by the alliance.

Feige University established the Mecha Academy because the Mecha Academy was just a small military flight school a hundred years ago. Later, it was merged into Feige University. major.

Mecha Academy has a history of hundreds of years in Feige University, and became a popular major in Feige University during the war, including today, people's love for science and mechas has never stopped.

Regarding mechs, ordinary people used to only see them on the news and on the Internet, but now, children from ordinary families have the opportunity to gradually learn about mechas, how can it not be yearning.

School buses carrying freshmen flew into the training base one after another, and the open ground became noisy.

Teacher Yu took the freshmen in their class there first.

Sure enough, as the regulations said, they lived in a multi-person room, with six beds in one room, and the space didn't look spacious.

Wang Yi is from a third-level star, and he seems to feel that he has a common language with Lin Zimao from Alpha Star, so he clings to him. He chose the lower berth next to Lin Zimao, and the students in the same room as them are all students with higher student numbers. They are all obedient babies who love to read.

There are uniform quilts in the dormitory, and three sets of summer training clothes that are almost the same size as them are placed on each bed.

There are more boys than girls in their class, and there are exactly six girls in one room.

Lin Zimao was still suffering from a cold, and there was not much space in the room, so he felt stuffy when there were too many people.

Next is their free time, they can eat and take a bath, he chooses to eat and breathe fresh air by the way.

Lin Zimao and Wang Yi met Guo Xingwei and the others as soon as they entered the cafeteria.

Guo Xingwei deliberately stepped out when Lin Zimao passed by. Lin Zimao was so dazed that he didn't notice.

Wang Yi said angrily, "Why are you standing with one foot on purpose?"

Guo Xingwei shrugged and said, "I'm blind and can't see the way, and I blame others, or do you mean that all of you from low-level stars have blindness?"

Wang Yi clenched his fists and was about to rush forward, but Lin Zimao held him down and said to Guo Xingwei, "Your name is Guo Xingwei?"

Guo Xingwei smiled triumphantly: "Remember Grandpa's name firmly!"

Lin Zimao glanced at him indifferently, and pulled the angry Wang Yi away.

Wang Yi said angrily: "I'm so mad! I must be sick."

Lin Zimao: "Eat first, you will have the strength to curse when you are full."

Wang Yi hummed twice and Lin Zimao went to line up for dinner: "Why are you so good-tempered? He's already like that, I really want to beat him up!"

Lin Zimao said in a hoarse voice, "There will be a chance."

Wang Yi didn't hear clearly, but Lin Zimao seemed uncomfortable: "Are you feeling unwell? You look very bad."

Lin Zimao nodded: "A little bit, I'll go back to take a shower and sleep later."

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to bring cold medicine.

At the same time, the President of the Student Union of the Mecha Academy made a concluding speech at the meeting: "This year's military training for freshmen will start tomorrow. It's all arranged."

He looked at Cao Jiangxuan, the high school student who was sitting across from him, and everyone wanted to be in his group. As the president, he was also difficult to behave, so he could only change the rules for the sake of the school: "We will draw lots this year, and we will draw students from the same freshman class. as a group."

Of course, everyone has no opinion. Whether they can spend two weeks alone with the school grass depends on today's luck. After all, luck is also a kind of strength.

One by one took turns to draw the slips in the box. Everyone didn't believe in the lottery software. They were afraid that someone would adjust the data for personal gain, so they simply used the most primitive manual lottery method.

When it was Jiang Xuan's turn, everyone's eyes fell on his slender and fair fingers, even the fingers were too beautiful to be bothered.

Jiang Xuan opened the note, and the president leaned forward and said, "Second class of mecha maintenance?"

He Ling, who was drawn into the same class as Jiang Xuan, exclaimed, "Wow, it's me!"

No, mech maintenance team two?

Isn't that the most difficult special class?The special class is also called the stabbing class.

It is the last one in military training every year, every freshman is like this, it seems to be the tradition of Feige University.

With the school grass here this year, it should be different... right?

The author has something to say: Jiang Xuan: I will be able to see my wife every day soon.

Lin Zimao: I don't want to see you.