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

At the end of October, the First Military Academy entered the tense and exciting stage of preparation for the midterm exam.

In the mecha training ground, even Song Zhi's cursing voice rose two decibels. This group of novice pilots who had just driven mechas for two months were about to face their first mecha test in their lives.

It’s like taking the second part of the exam for the first time, feeling excited but also scared.
Song Zhi's critical voice was like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head; a closer look at every word showed clearly that with your level, you're going to fail the course.

But Sheng Jiayu has never passed the second part of the driving test, so she doesn’t know who is more terrifying, Song Zhi or the driving school instructor.

All he knew was that the intensity of training had increased since the exam was approaching, and he couldn't stay in the mental chamber, so he had to use the few soothing drugs he had sparingly, lest he enter a temporary drug resistance state due to excessive use, and not be able to rest well before the exam.

So I could only train despite the exhaustion caused by excessive mental strain. Every day when I got off the mecha, my legs were so weak that I could hardly find my way.

"Help - Dad, please bring me some lunch back to the dormitory. I can't walk anymore." He finished his get out of class early, and the training ground and the cafeteria were in two different directions. When he arrived at the dormitory, he was like a piece of paper and couldn't even move his fingers.

The mental conduction system consumes more than just the human spirit. Under this control system, the mecha will be integrated into the human body. Although it seems that the hands and legs are not moving, and the brain has to be used to control the weapons depot, in fact, the movement of the mecha will be transmitted back to the whole body, as if it were fighting in person.
This is also why military academy students have particularly high requirements for physical fitness.

The exam is approaching, and everyone is working harder for better grades.
However, because the overall teaching progress of the third year was divided, and there was a student who skipped a grade, the school for the first time cancelled the class competition points system that had been used for decades, and only recorded individual scores and counted them into the final comprehensive test.

But even so, students are still very enthusiastic about the midterm exam.
Except for the freshmen who have not experienced this kind of tit-for-tat atmosphere yet, all the sophomores and above are in a posture of revenge.

Especially now that the sophomores are in their sophomore year, due to all the grudges from the last semester, they are already gearing up for a fight before the day even arrives. They are impatient and start blocking the door and hurling threats as soon as the tutoring class is over.

I heard that Zesong and Cui Ye almost had a fight when the AD classes were taking Basic Common Language 3 together this morning. The BC students sighed with regret, because there were not enough large classrooms for them to use this semester, which made it a pity that they could not witness some public classes together.

Some people even suspected that the class scheduler in the Academic Affairs Office did it on purpose, specifically to bring them together for fun.

When Sheng Jiayu got up from the bed unconsciously to greet his good father who brought back lunch, he also liked the melon and commented: "So energetic!"

However, as soon as the afternoon arrived and the talent theory class started, as soon as I walked into the classroom, I saw several people sitting diagonally on the table at the door. Ze Song was sitting in the middle of them, with his legs stretched out as if to trip someone.

"Hello." Zesong said to Sheng Jiayu who had just walked in.

Sheng Jiayu did not have any theory classes in the morning. He spent the whole morning at the practice field. After coming down, he did not take any relaxing medicine. He was extremely sleepy and could not see the road clearly. He happened to trip and fell, but Fu Mingcheng helped him up.

"Are you sick? Why are you blocking my way?" He was still asleep, with no expression on his face. He seemed to have lost some weight these days, and the baby fat on his cheeks had faded a lot. He looked less cute and more cold.

Especially since he originally had a pair of red eyes, which would have diluted the cuteness and softness of his appearance before. But when the baby fat was not so obvious, eyes of this color would eventually make people feel a little cold when they stared at people without tenderness.

Ze Song was also frightened for a moment by his appearance, and it even reminded him of some bad memories.
He touched his empty chest and said directly: "Come and compete with me in the midterm exam."

"Don't make it sound like I cheated the last time you lost to me." Sheng Jiayu frowned. He was really in a bad mental state today. The intensity of training increased and the mental consumption increased. He couldn't go into the mental chamber to recharge. He was listless and had no time to talk to Ze Song about useless things. "Besides, I won't take the exam, so you can save your face."

He waved his hands, then yawned with his hands covering his mouth, thinking that he might as well just sleep in this class, it wouldn't make a big difference if he had one more class.

Ze Song hadn't figured out how to refute his last sentence when he heard him say that he would not take the exam. He didn't have time to care about Sheng Jiayu's last half of the sarcasm and asked directly: "What do you mean by not taking the exam?"

"It means exactly what it says. If you don't understand, go see Dr. Cen and have your brain checked out." He was very annoyed today. He went from being a cute rabbit who could only speak sarcastically on weekdays to a big devil whose every word hurt his heart.

Sheng Jiayu pushed Fu Mingcheng and hurried inside to find a hidden seat at the back. "Take a seat. I'm so sleepy."

Zhang Chencheng was playing games with headphones on in the last row, so he didn't hear what happened in front of them. But when he saw Zhang Chencheng staggering over to him sleepily, he kicked the classmate who was playing games with him in the front seat and said, "Brother, go to the front row and play the same game. Block him and let him sleep."

Although Zhang Chencheng was ruthlessly abandoned by Sheng Jiayu during the final exam last semester, the good thing is that the child is not stupid. He can understand what is going on when Ning Rong mentions it, and the relationship between the two is still pretty good.

The brother in the front row didn't care which row he sat in, so he stood up and made room for Sheng Jiayu.

They arrived a little late and there were no connected seats in the back row, so Fu Mingcheng and Tang Zhi had to find another place to sit.

Sheng Jiayu hadn't even started to sit still and was just about to lie down when she saw Cui Ye running towards her from the front.

Knocking on his desk, "What do you mean by not taking the exam?"

Sheng Jiayu was really angry now. She didn't care how many people were in the class or whether anyone was listening to their conversation. She stood up and frowned, angrily saying, "Ah? Don't you understand what I'm saying? I just don't want to participate. It's none of your business."

Why don’t these people let him sleep? It’s so annoying.

Cui Ye, however, was like a brainless fool, not realizing the anger in Sheng Jiayu's tone at all. Instead, he said like a villain, "Of course I care about you. Are you in any trouble?"

"Huh?" Sheng Jiayu had a question mark on her forehead, and the expression "Are you sick?" was written on her face. "Do I know you? Do I need you to care about me?"

and many more……
It seems that during the midterm exam last year, Cui Ye also tried to get close to him in this way, and what he said at that time made him remember him.
Then after the exam, Zesong and Cui Ye had a huge fight in the forum, and it was hard for him not to remember it, but they seemed to have no contact after that.

Cui Ye seemed to have shut down and never mentioned any nonsense to him about whether to remember him or not, so he almost forgot about him.
Today he came over again and started chattering, and if you looked closely, his expression was like that of a young wife who was exposed for her love affair and was furious. It was creepy.

Sheng Jiayu was half awake at that time.
It's really not his fault that he has wild thoughts. His mind is really a mess right now and he can't think of anything interesting.

But Sheng Jiayu, whose brain was working a little, seemed to understand something and quickly spoke to stop him, but it was too late. "Don't talk!"
"I like you!"

Help!
Sheng Jiayu shouted in her heart.

Everyone in the classroom turned to look at them, and he was so embarrassed that he almost dug out a mecha.
Why are you so sleepy? Wake up everyone.

He really didn't know how to respond to this sentence, especially when looking at Cui Ye's expectant look, Sheng Jiayu even suspected that he had drugged him at some point. How could he still be so confident?
However, he does have more romantic opportunities this year than before.
Last semester they were only willing to express their feelings in the forum, but this year more than one person has dared to actually confess their feelings to them.

Before, he could still refuse by himself with Yishi's badge, but ever since he awakened and became a rabbit, those from other colleges were no longer afraid of him. The seniors also asked for his contact information several times, but he was always busy with classes and had no time to chat with them.

He glanced at Cui Ye, and the big brown bear lowered his head shyly even more than he did. To say that he was in love was an understatement. “I’ve actually liked you for a long time, since the first time I saw you at the beginning of the school…”

"Stop, wait a minute." Sheng Jiayu immediately stopped Cui Ye from talking and glanced at the door. The talent theory teacher who was keen on eating melons was already at the door. He didn't even dare to go in because he didn't want to disturb them. "The class is about to start. Let's talk about it next time. It's better not to have a next time."

Hearing him say this, everyone snorted in disappointment. Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the teacher had to clear his throat regretfully and said in a pretentious manner: "Silence and get ready for class." Then he looked in their direction with resentment.

There were not many seats for Cui Ye in the back, so he could only stiffen his neck and go back to his seat in the front, looking back every few steps, reluctantly looking in Sheng Jiayu's direction.

No, what are you looking at!
I won’t like you even if you look at me twice more!

Sheng Jiayu was speechless and knocked on Zhang Chencheng's desk. "Is there a seat available? Pull me one."

"You're not going to sleep?" Zhang Chencheng, the little fool, had never thought of love. While saying this, he directly sent a game invitation, "Oh, by the way, what's the matter with you not taking the exam? I was wondering if I could play with you once."

Although they had all heard about Sheng Jiayu's loss to Fang Chen, there weren't so many big devils who ruled everything in the military academy. Everyone was the same, and winning and losing was normal. After all, Sheng Jiayu was still a strong man in their eyes. They had to try it themselves to know whether he was a mule or a horse.

Sheng Jiayu was refreshed by Cui Ye's trick, but his brain was a mess due to lack of rest. While thinking about answering Zhang Chencheng, his subordinates locked the wrong mecha type. The last one he chose didn't fill the position, so he was short of a heavy mecha output. "Sorry, I'll take the large-caliber weapons arsenal later. I have to take the mecha test with the juniors, and the time conflicts and I can't make it, and they can't change the time just for me. I can only skip the test here, it's just a midterm exam anyway."

"It's okay, it's just entertainment, just play casually." Zhang Chencheng just hummed after listening to Sheng Jiayu's explanation. Apart from feeling a little sorry, he didn't have any other reaction. Anyway, he still had the final exam.

They couldn't be too conspicuous during class. Playing games in the back row with their heads down was already outrageous enough. It was only because the talent theory teacher was not so strict. If it were Su Weiwei, they would have been picked up one by one and made to stand in the corner as punishment.

Sheng Jiayu was just a girl whose sleepiness had been driven away but she was too stiff to turn around. She couldn't concentrate on a single word of the boring theoretical knowledge on the screen, so she came to play games with Zhang Chencheng.

For him, playing games is a way to relax. He doesn't strain his brain or think too much for games. But at the beginning, he accidentally locked the wrong mech, so he had to concentrate and use his brain.

In the game, you have to fill your mecha arsenal yourself, and the upper limits of different mecha arsenals vary. They don't have heavy mechas, which means they lack vitality and can only play an operational game.
Although the game mode is similar to MOBA, the mecha's arsenal is fully set up when it appears on the field and cannot be changed after leaving the resurrection point. The arsenal can only be changed when it is returned to the factory for repair.

The upper limit of the light mecha's arsenal is very low, and mainly carrying large-caliber arsenals will result in fewer types of weapons. Although it makes up for the firepower, it lacks an operating model.

The mecha class's actual combat tactics are taught together with the skills. The application of tactical skills in actual combat in the game is simply a dimensionality reduction attack. Even though Sheng Jiayu now has a chamber pot head, it does not hinder his thinking too much. At the beginning, he only brought a large-caliber laser turret and filled the rest of the weight with a few grenades. He started the game and wrote a line of words to the team.

Within three minutes, I destroyed the enemy's heavy artillery, pushed it back for repairs, and then covered me while I went back to change the armory.

The remaining teammates also understood and tapped "1" for him and did as he said.

The advantage of light mecha is its strong maneuverability, and Sheng Jiayu has been practicing light mecha for the past two months. No one knows the performance of light mecha better than him.

The performance of the mechas in the game are mostly based on the real mechas, and the upper and lower limits of a major category will only be roughly the same. From time to time, he would type a few words in the game to guide his teammates, and in three minutes, he successfully killed the opponent's heavy artillery.

The difference between passive repair and active repair lies in the time. Complete scrapping means longer time, while Sheng Jiayu's light mecha is only 23% damaged. Even if it is forced to start repairs when returning to the city, the time used is less than a quarter of that of a scrapped mecha.

What's more, Sheng Jiayu chose a light mecha, which has a moving speed 1.5 times faster than that of a heavy artillery.

After clicking Return to City, Sheng Jiayu was about to relax his fingers when a drop-down bar popped up from the top of the smart computer screen, requesting to add a friend.
After returning to the city and landing to start repairs, the armory interface popped up. Sheng Jiayu didn't look at it carefully, but just clicked "Agree" to clear the message pop-up, and began to rearrange the armory and change the assault strategy.

The number of weapons that a light mecha can carry is limited. If he keeps using the same set, the opponent will definitely figure it out, so he must change.

The maintenance process was over quickly, and the messages on it kept popping up, which was annoying. He didn't have time to switch to the shielding mode, so he could only use his finger to press the top of the screen to swipe away the pop-up messages in time.

Fortunately, the progress of the game was not slow. Although all the members were in light mechas and were running around throughout the game, they mainly relied on constantly returning to the city to change the arsenal to cooperate in output, but they still won this victory.

When settling the bill, the message popped up again. Sheng Jiayu saw the disgusting message and clicked on it to reply:
I will never like you in my life! Give up!
After replying, he clicked back into the game, collected the settlement rewards, and felt sleepy. He told Zhang Chencheng that he didn't want to play anymore and closed the game.

When he switched back, the system automatically jumped to the chat interface for him. The dialog box was still the same one, with an innocent and confused question mark lying beneath his question.

Sheng Jiayu immediately felt something was wrong and looked up at the other party's notes.

Lu Zhexue is the dean.

What the hell!

(End of this chapter)