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"Mingmou," Shen Fan said after taking two mouthfuls of porridge, "help me check the special recruitment requirements of Blue Star University."

Shen Fan himself was originally a special recruit, but the civilization of his home planet Fengyu Star was much more advanced than that of Blue Star.

Moreover, it has been eighteen years since he took the college entrance examination, plus the three years since his "death", which makes it a full twenty-one years. The current education system may have been turned upside down.

He needed to get reacquainted.

"Master, this will consume an additional 50% of my power, the boot time will be shortened to fifteen minutes, and the update progress will be reduced to 0.2%..." Mingmu reminded kindly and said "reluctantly".

Shen Fan put down the porridge bowl, crossed his arms, and snorted coldly as he looked at his idiot AI who repeatedly disobeyed and bargained with him.

"Just check it if you want. There's so much nonsense."

"Okay, Master," realizing that Shen Fan's anger index was rising, he agreed with his bright eyes and persuaded, "Master, I have detected a surge in your adrenal hormones. Please adjust your mood and maintain a good mood."

Shen Fan: "..."

Have time to talk so much but no time to work?

The adrenaline continues to surge.

She shut up knowingly, and the blue light on her phone and watch began to pulse rapidly.

Shen Fan then put down his arms and continued to drink porridge.

Continue to calculate.

Originally, he planned to do a pheromone test for himself and Wang Yong after getting the money last night.

He himself is safe enough to go to a special school, but Wang Yong is still unknown.

If he left, he didn't know how his simple-minded brother would be bullied.

He is a good person at work, but in his behavior and life, he is almost an idiot.

Even if someone sells him, he can smile and help count the money.

Shen Fanchuan has been here for so long, and the only person he can miss is Wang Yong.

But man is not as good as God.

Lin Jue actually did this for him before he could.

Since he wants to be this good person, that's fine, and it won't be in vain.

Anyway, whether in the previous life or in this life, this kid owes him.

What happened to getting him a favor?

If he can recover his "true body" by then, even if he is killed, he will have to endure it.

Shen Fan got a headache when he thought of this, and his legs started to feel numb again.

I had to adjust my posture again and put my foot on the stool.

He recalled what he saw when he touched Linjue's pocket in the morning.

The ID should be a photo of Lin Juegang when he went to the military academy, or he took him to take it.

Wearing a military uniform, he looks quite handsome. He should be popular with the boys in the military academy...

Shen Fan paused and immediately deleted the sentence in his mind.

Damn it, where were you thinking...

Shen Fan changed his hand to support his chin and continued to think.

Recall that badge style.

Being able to obtain this kind of badge means that he has entered the alliance's military group, but the position on the certificate is actually only a major general, not even a lieutenant general.

The group of old boys above are really good at planning.

Let the cows work and not let them eat grass.

Lin Jue, a major general, dared to let him carry out such a dangerous mission.

And Lin Jue, that kid, doesn't look very shrewd. He always yells at him and looks like a cold-faced elite. How come he pretends to be a grandson when he gets there, and he can do such stupid things.

In name only, without name or status, they just shed their blood for these old guys in the Alliance.

Shen Fan was so angry that he really wished he could go back to three years ago and teach Lin Jue the worldly ways by his ears.

But thinking about it again, Lin Jue was only twenty-three years old three years ago, and he was still a little kid in an ivory tower. What could he do if he was taught.

Only those who can understand are ghosts.

Shen Fan sighed again. He never thought that he died so early and failed to pave the way for this little brat, which was why he suffered so much and lived such a miserable life.

The phone's watch responded with a "ding" sound, and Mingmu began to report the information it had found.

"Master, according to the current Blue Star's special recruitment requirements for high promotion, firstly, all cultural courses need to be above 60 points, and secondly, one or two specialties need to be selected. The existing specialties are mecha, biochemistry, and finance. Social management, AI application, etc... The participating professional reviewers are scored by six professors and senior engineers randomly selected from ten districts. The scoring standard is..."

When Shen Fan heard this, he interrupted, "Let's not talk about this for now. First, tell me what cultural courses there are."

Shen Fan didn't need to know how to score. What he urgently needed to solve was the study of cultural courses. Twenty-one years, not two years, required review. He even said he had to pick up the textbook and learn from scratch. For an "old man" like him, It was so painful.

As for his specialty, mecha is his old profession, and he just needs to update the basics.

In terms of AI application, Shen Fan glanced at this "children's" watch.

The fact that Mingmu has not been discovered by the districts and alliances here until now proves that the AI ​​technology he developed himself can still dominate even after three years.

Mingmou began to register the subjects and book titles, and Shen Fan took a pen and note from the table and started writing.

His calligraphy is very beautiful, with a thin golden body that has been practiced.

After a few brushes, I wrote down Chinese, Mathematics, Union Chinese, Science Comprehensive and Liberal Arts Comprehensive.

The special recruitment categories he chose were all in science, so there was no need for liberal arts.

But there are quite a few of these, and he is actually still confident in Alliance Language and Mathematics.

The physicalization of science and technology must be used when making mechas, so it should be okay.

The key is Chinese language... it has to be memorized, and what he hates most is memorizing this kind of thing.

It’s simply forgettable.

In the past, his Chinese language scores were lagging behind.

Shen Fan was so irritated that he died.

Why should we be reborn at this age when it is neither embarrassing nor embarrassing? Can we choose someone who has finished high school or college and let him be reborn?

This damn fate!

I will cry if I continue,

My head will explode if I think too much.

After Mingmu checked this, the battery indicator on the electronic watch started to turn red again, and it was probably close to shutting down.

……

Linjue's eyesight has always been very good.

He watched for a long time, and then he saw Shen Fan slowly drinking porridge and swinging his children's phone watch.

It was like listening to some voice broadcast.

There is no anxious look on his face. I listen and write, but I don’t know what I am writing down.

the most important is,

He actually spread his legs and sat facing the window here.

Really shameless...

Linjue's eyes were dark, he lowered his head, turned on the optical brain, and shrunk it to the smallest screen.

"Intercept the network of the phone and watch over there and read the content."

He wanted to see what Shen Fan was doing.

As soon as the optical computer screen moved, a buffered progress bar popped up on it.

Two seconds later, the college entrance examination subjects and special recruitment requirements began to be announced.

Linjue felt something in his heart. This boy was actually carefully checking the request for special recruitment.

It seems there is no cure.

"Warning! Warning!" Mingmu suddenly began to issue a warning, "Master, it has been detected that the information has been intercepted... pay attention... be safe..."

Before Mingmou could finish speaking, the battery completely ran out.

Shen Fan suddenly raised his head and looked outside.

In the green belt outside the window, a figure moved.

When Shen Fan put on his slippers and ran over to take another look, there was no one else outside except a bird that was being pecked and frightened away.