I'm dressed as a rabbit and I'm all over the star system

broken.
Fu Mingcheng and Tang Zhi made such a sound in their hearts at the same time.

Not only was Sheng Jiayu distracted just now, he hadn't even taken Common Language 1, and yet he was the one who was called upon by this teacher.
It's like misfortunes never come alone.

The beautiful teacher's call indeed woke Sheng Jiayu up.
He shook his head and stood up. Fu Mingcheng stood by and pointed out the location of the question in the book.

This is a reading comprehension question, asking what kind of psychological changes the author expresses in the first paragraph of the article.

How familiar and intimate.
It was so familiar that he felt as if he was back in his previous life when he was looking at the college entrance examination questions.

It’s so simple, I can do it easily.

Sheng Jiayu quickly glanced at the first paragraph of the article and gave the standard answer: "Respect and praise for heroes."

"Oh? Why is it reverence? The words used in the article are all distressing." The teacher continued to ask questions.

"Uh..." He couldn't say that he relied on his intuition from years of practice, but he still re-read the text and found a blind spot. "The second line, this grammar should be a derogatory word for a positive one, expressing his admiration for the hero through distress."

Thanks to the college entrance examination, and thanks to him for studying well before.

The teacher finally let him go. "Okay, your foundation is better than I thought. I was worried that you might not be able to keep up, but don't be too proud. Other students should also pay attention. The grammar here is something that people from the Allenville galaxy can easily overlook. Let's continue..."

Sheng Jiayu breathed a sigh of relief and sat down.

It had been a long time since he had been called on by the teacher for being distracted. Before, he had always been the top student in the class, and the teacher didn't like to call on him unless they wanted him to give the answer.

The teacher called his name several more times in the following classes and asked him to stay after the get out of class.

Why is he always left behind today?
"Acheng, what's her name?" He had never taken Common Language 1, and the teacher did not introduce himself before the class.

"Surname Su, Su Weiwei."

Sheng Jiayu nodded, walked to the front, holding the textbook in his arms, and asked the teacher what he wanted to see him about.

His appearance is very appealing to teachers, especially female teachers.

Su Weiwei had a good impression of him during class. When she saw him up close, he didn't have a stern face like he did with other students. "Nothing. I'm just telling you some questions about the Common Language 1 exam. You have a good foundation, but you haven't learned some parts systematically, so you may have missed some of them. Here is my lesson plan from last semester. Take it home and have a look. Although it's enough to just keep up with the language, you still need to prepare for the exam seriously since you have to get credits and GPA."

Just when she was worried about how to pass these exams, the teacher personally delivered the lesson plans. Sheng Jiayu was naturally very happy and quickly said, "Thank you, teacher!"

"Okay, you still have evening training, go now."

"Goodbye, Teacher Su. I'll treat you to candy next time."

The evening training is still the same, and we can only have dinner after the training.
After dinner and a short rest, Sheng Jiayu went for extra practice.

Chen Muyang came to move into the dormitory.
Because Fu Mingcheng was the class monitor and dormitory head, he stayed in the dormitory to help and deal with public items. Only Tang Zhi accompanied him to practice.

It was cold at night, so he put on two more layers of clothes, but he was thrown into Tang Zhi's arms after practicing for a while, "Forget it... It's too hot."

So the days passed one by one, with training and classes during the day, extra training at night, and returning to the dormitory when the curfew came.
I can't rest even when I return to the dormitory, I still have to make up for the theoretical classes from last semester.

Fu Mingcheng and Tang Zhi both had good grades. They would lend him their notes from the previous semester and help him with the parts he was confused about.
Even the great classmate Fu Mingcheng used his excellent memory to draw out the final exam questions of last semester for him.

"Based on my many years of experience in exams, they must be too lazy to re-make the test papers for the make-up exams!"
There were not many students who were going to take the exam originally, so there was not much point in issuing a new one. When they took the exam, they even found the original questions of basic military theory in the final examination paper from three years ago.

Thank God, and thank you to the senior who sold the original question in the forum.

However, I studied too long at night and trained a lot during the day, so I always fell asleep during theory classes.

This is when the disadvantages of having outstanding looks come into play.
Sheng Jiayu's eyes were round and bright. If she squinted a little, the sharp-eyed teacher would notice it and call her to ask questions. She would not be allowed to sit down until she answered her questions to her satisfaction.

Today is Su Weiwei’s class again on Monday.

The weather outside is bright and sunny, and there is finally a hint of spring in the air.
Sheng Jiayu sat by the window, the warm sunlight shining on him, adding more nutrients to his sleepiness.

So Su Weiwei yelled at him fiercely...

……

This was the last class. After the evening training, Sheng Jiayu hung on Fu Mingcheng like a squirrel that had lost its soul, and was dragged to the restaurant.

"Father, I feel like I'm going to die. The late emperor hasn't even started half of his career—"

"The late emperor passed away, but you can't. Get up and eat well. You still have extra training to complete later." Fu Mingcheng ruthlessly interrupted Sheng Jiayu's nonsense. "I have something to do today and can't accompany you. If you can't find the way back, ask your mother to come and get you."

The game Tang Zhi has been playing these past two days is in the full stage of the new season. After training, he would stay in the dormitory to play games. Only Fu Mingcheng had to accompany him every day like an old mother who was worried about him.

Sheng Jiayu sniffed twice when she heard this, "Woo - Mom doesn't love me, and Dad doesn't love me either." "My son has grown up, it's time for him to be independent."

But Sheng Jiayu didn't really need someone to accompany him. After all, Fu Mingcheng accompanied him every day because he was worried about him. He simply didn't want him to get involved in private fights and be punished.

Today, the seniors from the third year were playing a private football game on the playground where we had extra training as usual.

Sheng Jiayu only found out about it after entering the playground. She only heard some shouting outside, but when she got in, she found that there were so many people surrounding it that it was impossible to train.

There were people surrounding the place in three layers, and he could only barely see what was going on inside by standing on the stands nearby.

But even if he saw it, he still had to find an empty playground.
Not knowing whether there were people competing in all these playgrounds, he planned to ask some seniors.

Just then, a senior who was carrying water nearby waved to him, "Junior, can you come over and help me?"

"Okay, shall we move over there?" Sheng Jiayu took the shaky box of water from the senior's arms and followed her to their rest area.

Probably to support the athletes.

After everything was stacked, the senior student handed Sheng Jiayu a wet wipe to wipe her hands.

"Thank you, junior. You can also take a bottle of water." The senior student stuffed two bottles into his hands.

The bottled water was chilled and still steamy.
Sheng Jiayu was not polite either.

The senior invited him to stay and watch the game, but Sheng Jiayu shook his head and said forget it, "No, I don't really understand this."

Although it was already dark, he would change out of his training clothes and put them in the washing machine before extra training. Now he was wearing casual clothes and no one could recognize who he was.
And the ear has already disappeared, it just lingers for a while and won’t cause any unnecessary problems.
But he still has to train more and has no time to watch others play football.

"Alas, it's a rare sight to see Lu Zhe come to play football. What a pity." The senior sighed, "It's better not to watch. For example, we may not be able to remember when we deliver water every time. We just do it for self-satisfaction."

The senior student said that all the water was prepared by Lu Zhe's fan club. He has a great reputation in the school. Although people from other departments are afraid of him, Lu Zhe's face is enough to attract people even at the cost of their lives.

Sheng Jiayu remembered the name Lu Zhe, the man who helped him carry the bag last time. It was possible that his imperial city was in his hands.
But now is not a good time to ask for it, and from what the senior said, the other person may not remember him.

The senior said, "But if you go, it's not certain. You are so good-looking, you will definitely be remembered. We are different. But we are not chasing men. We are just chasing stars for fun in the military academy."

Military academies are semi-enclosed and students are not allowed to leave the school at will. Many girls of this age are still chasing stars to find spiritual sustenance. In her previous life, Sheng Jiayu's female classmates also chased various stars and spent a lot of money just to listen to a concert of their favorite idol.

It is impossible to study in a military academy. From what the seniors said, they just use Lu Zhe as a substitute for star-chasing to satisfy their restless hormones. As for who Lu Zhe loves, it’s none of their business. “So-called star-chasing is just to satisfy spiritual needs. If you want to be a girlfriend fan of this type who won’t give you business, you’re stupid. It’s the right thing to be a career mom fan.”

It is said that this is the unanimous consensus of their fan club.
Because Lu Zhe looks like a straight man who has no love in his heart.

Sheng Jiayu: Okay.

He chatted with the senior student for a while, asked about the usage of the surrounding playgrounds, and left after confirming that the fourth playground was still vacant.

When walking out of the grassland, Sheng Jiayu felt someone was looking at him. He looked up and met that gaze.

Anyone looking over could tell, even from such a distance, that he was much taller than themselves, and that he was only wearing a sports vest in the middle of March, and the bottle of water in his hand was one of the ones he had just moved over.

He just looked at himself like that, inexplicably like a big cat staring at its weak prey.

This feeling is a bit familiar...

He is the type who is not good at remembering faces, so he might have had this feeling before. Could it be... Lu Zhe?
Why are you looking at him?

Sheng Jiayu was confused and didn't know whether the other party recognized him. He just pretended not to see him and looked away and walked away.

Following the instructions of his senior, he went to the fourth playground for tonight's rational training.

The fourth playground is quite remote, but you can still hear the cheers from the game over there, some are happy while others are sad.

Sheng Jiayu had just finished a set of strength training and was about to take a break when she heard some fragmented conversations mixed in with the cheers.

The conversation got closer and closer, and then stopped behind him.

He turned around and saw three people standing behind him. Except for the tall man who was surrounded in the middle, the others all looked at him coldly, as if they wanted to eat him.

After thinking for a long time, Sheng Jiayu still couldn't figure out what the problem was between him and them. He thought he was blocking the way and was about to move out of the way when he heard the person next to him speak to him in a bad tone: "Hey, are you practicing secretly? What's the point of practicing more? I don't understand why you are asking for trouble."

Sheng Jiayu frowned, turned around, and looked them up and down.
Ask: "Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)