Interstellar Empire, Your Highness, please don’t get sick.

The mecha's firepower was too high to be displayed in full, but the lightsaber alone amazed the audience.

The mecha was ejected into the air, and under Guan You's control, the huge lightsaber was waving in the air like a toy.

Several aircraft pulled out a white cloth in the air. The mecha waved its arms several times, and four characters were burned on the white cloth:

Congratulations on your birthday.

The Qianqiu Festival is actually the birthday of every current emperor.

After the mecha performed several tricks in the air, it rushed into the sky and disappeared.

The audience applauded enthusiastically, and after a while, Guan You went up to the tower, picked up the microphone and began to speak.

The content of the speech was nothing more than an oath of allegiance to the empire. The loudspeakers had already been installed in the central area, and every audience member could hear the Crown Prince's voice clearly.

Two hours later, the crowd gradually dispersed, and StarNet was already full of praises about the Crown Prince.

The advantage of being good-looking is so obvious that the people have already praised him as a talent for governing the country without even knowing his background.

Yan Zhao discovered that Wei Shaojie was actually here, happily chatted with him, and then asked: "Do you have a job? We can go out to play together."

"I think he shouldn't be able to go out to play now." Lu Yunqi said, "He is so red."

Wei Shaojie took out his sunglasses and hat and said, "I brought my equipment."

After Guan You exchanged greetings with the nobles on the tower, he came to the three of them.

He said: "Yan Zhao, I will send someone to escort you back to school."

"Is there another killer?" Yan Zhao was puzzled.

Lu Yunqi rarely laughed: "If no one protects you, you will be eaten by those young masters and ladies."

The secret guard flew the aircraft and personally sent them back to school. During the trip, Wei Shaojie went shopping with them, and even agreed with Lu Yunqi to go to his house next week.

"Zhao Zhao, you must go there next week." Wei Shaojie grabbed Yan Zhao's hand and shook it.

The aircraft that came to pick up the big star was parked on the top floor of the Empire State Building. It was actually the most luxurious civilian aircraft, where you could sleep, bathe and entertain.

Yan Zhao remembered his mother's instructions. When he saw Wei Shaojie's current treatment, he became less worried and told him about Yan Wan's coming.

"Tsk, tsk, your mother gave Yan Wan to you again. You are her brother, not her father."

"You know, my dad doesn't care about anything." Yan Zhao raised his lips and smiled bitterly, "I can only ask you, otherwise my mother will hunt me down."

Lu Yunqi listened on the sidelines and somewhat understood why Yan Zhao said "each other to each other" to him that day. Even though he has a mother who loves him, Yan Zhao's parents are not responsible for it.

Because Song Tingxi and Guan You wanted to find out the details of the killer, Yan Zhao could only stay in the dormitory by himself that night.

After Lu Yunqi accompanied him into the school gate, he immediately felt the change.

Every student passing by came to say hello to Yan Zhao.

"Study God, do you remember me? My name is Wang Jian, and we took a galaxy geography class together!"

"Hello Yan Zhao, I am Zhou Zhiyuan from the Department of International Politics. It doesn't matter if you don't know me, you know me now!"

……

Faced with these proactive conversations, Yan Zhao could only smile and nod.

Even the passing faculty and staff smiled kindly at Yan Zhao. The social interactions from the school gate to the dormitory were more than what Yan Zhao had experienced since he entered school.

The situation in the dormitory building was even more terrifying. People I knew and didn't know gathered at the door of dormitory 405.

As soon as Yan Zhao arrived, they rushed up and even wanted to shake hands with him.

Yu Xi and Tang Shijie, who had taken the lead in bullying Yan Zhao, did not appear here. But their friends surrounded Yan Zhao with shy faces, apologizing and bowing.

This made Yan Zhao very uncomfortable.

Weapons are not allowed in the academy, but Lu Yun's clenched fist was very intimidating to the students.

"I count to three, and if anyone blocks the door, I don't mind sending him to squat in the corner."

The students dispersed reluctantly, smiling playfully at Yan Zhao before leaving, hoping that he would remember them.

Yan Zhao opened the door, sat down on the chair tiredly, held his chin and sighed: "This is much worse than when I was ostracized before."

Lu Yunqi casually dragged the unused chair in the four-person room over, looked around and said, "Fortunately, there is an empty space in your dormitory. I will bring my things over later and stay with you for the night."

"Is it that serious?" Yan Zhao asked worriedly.

"Of course, otherwise I'm worried that when you open the door tomorrow morning, you will be pressed to the ground by the crowd."

Yan Zhao couldn't imagine how he would be surrounded when Guan You himself returned to the academy. Just being my roommate has already given me a warm welcome.

Lu Yunqi stayed with Yan Zhao very well. He looked at everyone with a pair of white eyes and was afraid. Yan Zhao had a leisurely two days.

He had not seen Tang Shijie or Yu Xi in the past two days, but Huang Rongxuan, who had previously attacked him in the mecha practical class, was still so confident.

In the mecha theory class, Yan Zhao even heard him joking with others.

"I really don't understand why those people are trying to please Yan Zhao. With that kind of status, the Crown Prince is just being polite to him."

"Shh, stop talking."

Yan Zhao never looked back and didn't care.

Two days later at noon, when Yan Zhao was eating with Lu Yunqi in the cafeteria, Yu Xi, who had skipped several classes, suddenly came to him.

"Yan Zhao, I'm sorry!"

A standard 90-degree bow made Yan Zhao unable to even swallow his food.

Lu Yunqi put down his chopsticks and stared at Yu Xi critically.

"It's all my fault." Yu Xi wiped away her tears and listed all her faults sadly, "I shouldn't laugh at you with others, and I shouldn't speak arrogant words to you. I am a villain. You, sir, have a lot of money. Don't argue with me..."

For some things he did secretly, such as instigating people to throw paint at the Mid-Autumn Festival party, he guessed that Yan Zhao had no way to know about it, so he naturally wouldn't say anything about it.