Because there is only one student in the Department of Literature and Art, Situ Molan, in the corner of this joint military academy, there are more than ten teachers in the Department of Literature and Art in the building of the Department of Literature and Art. Of course, these more than ten teachers also know a little bit about literature and art because of their hobbies.

I have a part-time job, and I rarely come to teach. Fortunately, this is the high-tech era, and the equipment in the teaching building of the Department of Literature and Art is all top-notch in the world, including vocal music, dance, painting, etc., everything is top-notch.

Audio-visual equipment... Then only Situ Molan, now Ye Molan, has the authority to run around in this teaching building of the Department of Literature and Art. The access control is all intelligent, with fingerprint, voice, iris recognition, and identity scanning...

In such a huge high-tech fortress (the teaching building of the Department of Literature and Art), Ye Molan is the only one wandering around in it.

After having dinner in the school cafeteria, Ye Molan ran here, which was more interesting than going back to the dormitory.

She is also a coward and doesn't think there is anything scary about being alone... In the memory, she used to be so withdrawn. At that time, she was faced with several dolls, and Ye Molan could happily play with them.

All day long... chatting, joking, singing and dancing with the puppets... Because of the companionship of the puppets, the lucky Ye Molan did not suffer from autism during the years when she stayed with relatives during her childhood, even though she was often isolated.

, even though he was locked up in a dark room, he did not lose the ability to communicate with others.

This girl is just weak on the surface, but always strong on the inside. She knows how to entertain herself in desperate situations, and she also knows how to recharge her batteries. There is no limit to learning, and there is no end to learning. It is the same as the path of cultivation.

Nowadays, every day, Ye Molan's schedule is not only in the school cafeteria, but also in the teaching building of the Department of Literature and Art. Campus life is simple, but not boring.

On this day, Ye Molan bought food in the cafeteria as usual and found a seat in the corner of the cafeteria to sit down and eat. Because the amount in the meal card was too small, Ye Molan was used to a bowl of rice and a plate of dishes.

Even though this girl is good at food, she is not picky about food, and she will not complain about these trivial things due to the environment. Moreover, because Ye Molan didn't understand Situ Molan's poverty on the first day, he bought 6 dishes for the first meal.

Are you still worried about food shortages in the last few days of this month? Huh? At worst, you can just eat white rice or eat white bread. There will always be a way.

Ye Molan was immersed in eating, and felt that the light was blocked. When she looked up, she happened to touch someone's nose.

Because he has never received the memory of Situ Molan's ghost, Ye Molan certainly doesn't know who the man in pure black military uniform is in front of him. He looks at the stranger with a blank expression.

Xia Houli stared at Situ Molan (Ye Molan) for a long time, then looked at what she was eating, and shook his head: "Situ Jian, you are really harsh on your sister... you are dressed in a shabby way, and you eat pig food, pig food.

I can only afford one plate of food..."

Ye Molan asked eagerly: "Excuse me, all the classmates are wearing military uniforms, how can you tell that I am shabby?"

Xia Houli was quite patient and explained: "The style of military uniforms is the standard prescribed by the school, but the materials are very different. High-grade materials have strong defense. Do you understand? The clothes you are wearing are the cheapest materials."

As he spoke, Xia Houli stretched out his hand to grab Situ Molan's (Ye Molan) white military uniform, and heard a tearing sound...

It was indeed the cheapest material, so it was torn open by Xia Houli.

Ye Molan was stunned!

Xia Houli said calmly: "Do you understand?"

Ye Molan was stunned and nodded: "I understand! I am very poor!"

Xia Houli said: "Your brother Situ Jian is too mean to you."

Ye Molan raised her eyebrows: "Huh? No matter how harsh it is, it's okay. At least I'll give you clothes and food money, so it's okay!"

For Ye Molan, Situ Jian is just a stranger. It is already good for a stranger to give him clothes and food. Therefore, her thinking mode at this time has entered Ye Molan's long-standing habit, thinking that since I am so poor

, and you have to live here temporarily, then you should think of ways to make money on your own, at least to support yourself in order to survive.

Xia Houli looked at Situ Molan (Ye Molan) with disappointment and shook his head: "How stupid... The young lady of the Situ family has fallen into this kind of virtue and is so stubborn. Are you deceiving yourself? You still insist on defending like this.

Situ Jian? He is really hopeless."

Hearing this, Ye Molan was curious again. Would Situ Molan commit suicide because of Mao? Is it because he is ugly and poor?

Ye Molan smiled at Xia Houli and said, "It's okay, thank you for reminding me!" Then he ate the food in a few bites and left the restaurant, thinking about changing places and asking if he could work-study?

Xia Houli was a little surprised by Situ Molan's expression. He felt that this girl seemed to be different. Could it be that she was seriously stimulated? He originally wanted to stimulate her, hit her, and make her suffer.

Ye Molan has already left the restaurant.

Xia Houli's friend next to him, Nan Rongyu, looked confused?

Nan Rongyu murmured: "Why do you feel that your sister is a little strange?"

Xia Houli thoughtfully said: "Huh? It's quite strange. She used to hide when she saw me and never talked to me. What's so strange now? She actually talked to me so calmly? What do you think of her?

Did you hit something evil?"

Xia Houli was hired as a command instructor by this joint military academy. He was originally serving as a combat staff officer with the rank of brigadier general under General Spamer, one of the five leaders.

Nan Rongyu scratched the back of his head: "Is Situ Molan possessed by a vixen?"

Xia Houli was confused: "Really? Why do you say that?"

Nan Rongyu hesitated for a moment: "I have always thought Situ Molan was extremely ugly. Today I feel that he doesn't look so ugly anymore. He seems to have become better-looking?"

Xia Houli held his chin with one hand: "Huh?" He thought, ugly? Everyone seems to say that Situ Molan is ugly, but? I never think that my half-sister is ugly, she is just stupid.
Chapter completed!