Chapter 175 There is no such thing as gentleness

The way Meng Si searched made people feel sad.

Liu Mianmian reached out directly, took away the big piece left in his hand, and then ate it in one bite in front of Meng Si.

Meng Si:!!!

Meng Si almost shed tears.

After coming to his senses, he quickly stuffed the remaining half piece into his mouth, fearing that this bit would also be taken away from him.

When Ying Jiao saw that there were no more donuts, he said to Lu Yuan and the others, "I have a few more boxes, and I'll have them delivered to you on campus tonight."

"Um."

Lu Yuan is still looking forward to Yingjiao's craftsmanship.

Liu Mianmian just tasted a little and liked it very much: "Thank you."

As soon as Meng Si swallowed half of the donut, he looked at Liu Mianmian eagerly, hoping to get some from him.

Liu Mianmian completely ignored his look and sat down to prepare for class.

"Mianmian..."

"It's time for class."

As soon as Meng Si opened her mouth, it was time for class.

The teacher of the geographical analysis class walks into the classroom.

"I heard that your practical teaching went very smoothly." The teacher on the podium smiled kindly: "Teacher is really happy for you."

Teachers who teach geographical analysis classes always like to chat.

Therefore, everyone in Class A1 did not notice anything unusual.

She also happily shared with him interesting things that happened during practical teaching.

The teacher listened very carefully.

And because he has rich experience, no matter what topic the students talk about, he can pick up the conversation very calmly and say from time to time:

Really?

How interesting.

Everyone is so awesome.

Something like that.

Let a group of teenagers and girls who want to show off float in the clouds.

After everyone had finished speaking, he glanced at the extremely inactive area in the corner and said, "I heard that classmate Ying Jiao is already a lieutenant colonel?"

Ying Jiao, who had just been wandering in his mind, was suddenly called upon.

She didn't come back to her senses until she was secretly pushed by Lu Yuan next to her.

"Well, yes, teacher."

"It's really amazing."

The teacher of the geographical analysis class is called Xuan He, and he is a very easy-going person.

The students in class A1 like him very much.

So no one expected that his next sentence would hit everyone hard: "It seems that all the students in our class are excellent. Then, teacher, I don't have to worry about your final exams."

Everyone in Class A1:......

What...final exam?

After participating in practical teaching, don’t you need to take the final exam?!

Even though everyone was stunned, Xuanhe smiled very gently.

He said: "This was your first time on the battlefield, so the teacher didn't have the heart to tell you: You still need to take the exam at the end of this semester.

"The reason why students who participate in practical teaching in their senior year do not need to take the final exam is because the content they must learn has been completed in the first three years. They have finished learning, but you have not. So, the teacher has some teaching materials here, you can kill them another day

When you are tired of killing insects, don’t forget to study.”

When you are tired of killing insects, don’t forget to study?

Listen.

What terrible words.

Class A1 always thought that the only teacher in the geographical analysis class was really gentle.

But now, the filter is shattered all over the place.

It's them who are naive.

There is no such thing as gentleness among teachers at the First Military Academy!

"This classmate, please help the teacher distribute the information."

Because some of the information is confidential and cannot be uploaded to the Internet, this part of the information is in paper form.

Many people felt desperate inside when they received the information.

The most conspicuous among them is Meng Si.

The news that he was about to take the final exam was a very heavy blow to him.

His face turned pale with fright.

Because of practical teaching, their class has missed many geographical analysis lessons. Not only that, they will also have to participate in practical teaching later, and there is simply no time to go back to school.

Therefore, in the next two months, they not only need to go to the battlefield to kill insects, but also need to teach themselves geographical analysis?!

oh.

Not just geographical analysis.

There is also Zerg analysis.

Zerg analysis also requires taking the final exam!

Moreover, the reference book on Zerg analysis is thicker and heavier!

Xuanhe: "Teacher knows that practical teaching is not easy. It is indeed a bit unkind to ask you to take the final exam in your current situation. But, students, you have been fighting on the front line for so long, you should realize that——

The interstellar has not been so stable in recent years.

"The Zerg are ready to move, and a large-scale war may break out in the interstellar space at any time.

"As students of the First Military Academy, as elites of the combat department, what you carry on your shoulders is the hope for the interstellar future.

"Your generation will surely write a new history of the interstellar world!

"Maybe you will become historical celebrities in the future and be included in the basic interstellar textbooks, so that all future generations of interstellar will know the contributions you have made to interstellar."

Xuanhe's voice was very steady.

However, everyone in Class A1 tasted a hint of passion from it.

Writing history?

Become a historical figure?

Is there anything more exciting than this?

there is none left!!

Xuanhe's cake is very big.

Ying Jiao looked around and saw classmates who were immersed in the aroma of cakes.

Even Meng Si, who was so frightened by the final exam just now that his face turned pale, now has a silly smile on his face.

There are 49 people in class A1.

Most people can't help but fantasize about the day when they will achieve great military exploits and become famous among the stars.

Only Ying Jiao was calm from beginning to end.

Even when Xuanhe talked about her hopes for the future, there was a hint of boredom in her eyes.

But soon, the drooping eyelids covered that trace of emotion.

"The dessert made today seems to be new?"

Lu Yuan suddenly asked her in a low voice.

"Yeah." Ying Jiao put one hand on the desk and twirled the pencil in his hand casually, "I've never made donuts before."

Lu Yuan: "Second Young Master hasn't come to school yet."

The pen in Ying Jiao's hand suddenly stopped.

"Yeah." Ying Jiao responded, and the pen on his fingertips began to move again.
To be continued...