Fall in love even with low EQ [Quick Transmigration]

Arriving at the Imperial Military Academy on the outskirts of the capital at two o'clock in the afternoon, the freshmen got off the car one after another to pick up their luggage and report.

Walking along the tree-lined road of the campus and following the signs, Ouyang Ting had to pay attention to the "one deer and one tiger" who were eager to try and didn't know what they were excited about.Just as he was about to turn around the intersection in front of him, something suddenly rushed out of the bushes in the green belt on the left side of the road.Before he could see clearly, Zhou Luxi, who happened to be standing on that side, kicked his feet reflexively——

With a loud crash, the thing fell to the ground. Ouyang Ting took a look and could barely recognize it as a portable household robot.

Ahu squatted down blinking his eyes, tentatively reached out and poked the broken parts all over the floor: "Hey, the model I haven't seen before, is it the latest model?"

"Shouldn't this look be a vintage one?" Zhou Luxi also squatted down and poked, "But you shouldn't be allowed to bring this?"

"Of course!" Ah Hu looked upright, "We are military students, not here to enjoy."

Zhou Luxi nodded again and again: "The original words of the model Boss Ou! I can recite them too!"

"If you have time, it's better to memorize more books." Ouyang Ting sighed and raised his head to look around, "Also, mecha design."

"What?"

Ouyang Ting looked at the four round eyes: "Did you forget that there is an armor design department in the military academy?"

"Uh...it seems there is, Ou Xiaohu?"

"Don't ask me, Luyou, I will fill in whatever my brother reported. As for the others, is there any need to read them?"

"What a coincidence! I too—"

Ouyang Ting looked at the two people who were laughing very brightly (bai) and shook their heads speechlessly, and was about to check carefully when someone hurriedly ran and shouted: "17781? 17781?"

Ouyang Ting glanced at the broken breastplate of the robot, and raised his hand as a signal.

The person who ran over was relieved, but when he saw the deformed, distorted and completely scrapped robot, he was surprised: "This, this is..."

Ouyang Ting glanced at his light blue school uniform tie and nodded, "I'm sorry senior, I accidentally broke it."

"It should be fine after repairing it." Zhou Luxi held up a part and shook it.

"Don't move!" the man yelled.

Zhou Luxi, who came from a paramilitary family, straightened his body almost immediately, but he didn't want the part in his hand to fall to the ground with a clang.He blinked hesitantly, trying to bend down to pick it up.

"Don't move, don't destroy the scene!" The man frowned, staring straight at the pile of junk and muttering, "S9930, it shouldn't be..."

"Theoretically, the general material of a household robot can withstand most physical impacts." Ouyang Ting tentatively continued, "But that generally refers to the situations that may be encountered in household labor. For example, suddenly falling furniture , dropped items, etc.”

"So it really is a matter of materials. 17781 is designed to serve campus cleaning. It was originally predicted that it would only be hit by uncertain people coming and going." The man tilted his head and nodded the optical brain on his wrist, adjusting it to The video mode started to shoot, and at the same time, he seemed to be talking to himself, "Improvement points: first, the input of the running route in advance is not complete enough, and the response to emergencies is insufficient; second, the removal of the automatic induction and repellent system to reduce weight proved to be a failure; the second Three, the start-up program still needs to be debugged; fourth, the small problems that occurred during the start-up today have been eliminated..."

Ouyang Ting glanced at the man who had entered the voice recording test mode, and then glanced at Ah Hu.

The moment Ahu received the question from his eyes, he jumped onto Ouyang Ting's back with a smile on his face, poked his head forward and said, "Senior, a certain 'little' problem of yours caused a robot under test to run amok on campus A 'big' adventure. Almost hit us, senior!"

"Ah yes! I thought it was an attack, so I subconsciously kicked... Sorry, senior!" Zhou Luxi was still a little nervous. After all, when facing seniors in the military academy, many "rules" are similar to those in the military.

"No, no, it must be the problem caused by the conflict between the switching program between the activation and the energy supply. Good! Go back first and then take it apart and study it carefully." The man finished the video and also finished his self-study, and then he looked up a little surprised Looking at the three people standing in front of him, "So, who are you? Why are you standing here? Does it have something to do with my 17781 being broken?"

"...Freshman, senior." Ouyang Ting patted Ah Hu, signaling him to stand up too.

"I broke your design, I'm sorry senior!" Zhou Luxi bowed deeply.

"You can make 17781 like this just by kicking it, damn Alpha..." The man frowned and squatted down, took out gloves and a single-sided micro-disc electronic instrument mirror from his pants pocket to put them on, and used No. [-] tweezers picked up the outermost fragment and observed it closely. "Freshmen should report and don't block my research."

"I'm willing to compensate you for breaking your mech design, senior." Ouyang Ting took a step closer to him to discuss compensation.

"Don't come here!!!" The man was impatient, and he waved his hands again and again to push him, "Go, go, don't try to cause secondary damage! This is my homework this year, if you want to harm me in the second grade, you can stay and declare that you can't Are you graduating?!"

Before Ouyang Ting could say anything, he was dragged away by the concerted efforts of Zhou Luxi and Ah Hu.

"After a year, will military students be mentally disturbed due to excessive academic pressure?" Zhou Luxi pinched his aqua blue tie in horror, "No wonder two-thirds of them fail to graduate on time every year."

"And he can't possibly be an Alpha." Ahu cast a pointed glance at Ouyang Ting.

"That's right, the tone of his words just now was really—" Zhou Luxi responded first, "So he's a Beta?"

"Why don't you guess it's an Omega?" Ah Hu squinted at Ouyang Ting who was frowning and silent.

"If so, it would be too scary! Even if you kill me, you won't get married." Zhou Luxi rolled his eyes, "And do you think I'm stupid? How could an Omega be admitted to the Imperial Military Academy."

"Who wants to take the exam here because the Imperial Academy of Arts is right next door?" Ahu rolled his eyes and began to taunt him mercilessly.

"Is it okay to be young and ignorant?" Zhou Luxi laughed at himself bitterly, "Think about it, we are so close, what if a cute, beautiful and gentle Omega gets lost?"

"So are you here for training or to find your other half?"

"Grasp with both hands, both hands must be hard!"

Ouyang Ting, who had no words to say, finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Okay, I'll apologize to that senior after the report."

"What?!" Zhou Luxi opened his mouth wide, "But we don't even know who he is, boss."

"ZY106...Maybe the surname is Zeng." Ouyang Ting recalled the nameplate he had just glanced at, "Anyway, let's report first."

"Ok boss/big brother!"

"The major subjects of the command department are really a bunch of command XXX, as well as various strategic studies. Why is politics a compulsory subject?! Well, administration and management, fighting... oh boss, melee combat or mech melee combat? I I like to say it all." Zhou Luxi lay on the side of the form filling table muttering, peeking at Ouyang Ting's form before filling out his own, "I said Ou Xiaohu, why don't you fill it out?"

Ahu proudly played with the freshman nameplate and epaulettes he had just received while shaking his head: "Anyway, I'll just copy it after my brother fills it out."

"laugh!"

Two taunts in unison.

Zhou Luxi turned his head in surprise, and immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Wu, are you eavesdropping on us?"

"Where is the strange stench coming from?" Feng Wu, who was still coming alone, waved his hand in front of his nose, and glanced at them disdainfully, "Like the third-class citizens from Wei Ke Xing, you are making loud noises as if you have your own amplifiers. I want to tell the world that my IQ is so low that I can't even complete the simple task of choosing courses, where did I find the courage to slander others for eavesdropping?"

"Then why are you standing here?! Isn't it waiting for our boss?"

"...I want you to take care of it!" Feng Wu rolled his eyes and said, "Zhou Luxi, I don't think Admiral Zhou has the power, power and money to buy the reporting hall of the teaching building of the Imperial Military Academy and use it as your private living room."

"you--"

Ouyang Ting gave him a hand: "Select courses."

Zhou Luxi hummed twice, but still lowered his head honestly and swiped a row.

"That's right. Obediently surrender and admit defeat, everyone is happy." Feng Wu clapped his hands and laughed complacently.

Ouyang Ting turned a deaf ear and quickly finalized all the first-year courses according to the credit requirements.The course selection form in his hand was taken away as soon as he finished. He thought it was Ahu who was lazy, but he didn't want it to be Fengwu.

"Melee combat and mecha melee combat?" Feng Wu looked surprised and contemptuous, "Ouyang Ting, have you really been spoiled by these two strange servants? Are you in the command department?!"

"I am indeed in the command department." Ouyang Ting quietly took back his course selection form, "but the combat course gave two choices, and the course selection instructions provided by the command department did not say that you cannot choose both." He said and walked away Go to the corner of the hall, scan and enter on the registration computer that is hardly used by freshmen, and the word "Confirm" appears on the screen after a white light flashes.

Feng Wu's eyes widened and he rushed over, seeing that he had really chosen both courses, he immediately stood in front of the computer next to him and began to revise his elective schedule: "Hmph! Afraid of you? You can change it within two hours."

Ah Hu, who leaned over to record for himself, saw that he had actually taken part of the courses in the Command Department, and couldn't help but rubbed his chin and shook his head and said, "So, Master Feng, are you planning to transfer to another department? The Imperial Military Academy has never had a freshman." The report is a precedent for applying for a transfer."

"Don't think that I will be intimidated by you taking the mecha class!" Feng Wu pressed "Confirm" fiercely before turning to stare at Ouyang Ting, "I'm not like some Alphas who are greedy for life and afraid of death, choose command as their first choice Fasten and hide behind the main force, a cowardly act without courage or dignity!"

"You are proving with practical actions that a guy with only brute force and no brains is only worthy of going to the mecha department, right? What a noble spirit, I praise you." Zhou Luxi clapped his hands pretending to be surprised.

"But are you sure you can pass the courses of the command department? Kindly remind me that if you fail a course, you have to retake it, and even if you pass the retake, there will still be a record on the file." Ahu blinked obediently, with a pure, kind and worried look .

"Hey, Ou Xiaohu, you forgot that the young master in front of you is going to continue his father's hypocritical politician career in the future. How could he allow his flawless report card to be stained?"

"So—you're implying to me that some sort of hand-turning-hand-turning-hand-turning-rain trick may be appreciated in the near future?"

"Otherwise, why would a guy who should have applied for the Imperial Academy of Administration come to the Imperial Military Academy?"

"Shut up! Zhou Luxi and Ouyang Hu!" Feng Wu raised his chin and sneered, "Obviously your negative IQ is impossible to understand other people's actions. It's better to just give up and admit defeat."

Zhou Luxi lowered his face and rushed to stand in front of Feng Wu. Feng Wu snorted and raised his eyebrows in disdain.

"The conversation is over." Ouyang Ting handed in the course selection form for Zhou Luxi, and went straight to grab him and dragged him to the screen and pressed his hand to the computer to complete the fingerprint confirmation, "Very well, gentlemen, now I suggest going to the dormitory to clean up the housework. After dinner, I will There is not enough time to carry out the grading test according to the course selection schedules we submitted."

Feng Wu was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward from embarrassment and grabbed Ouyang Ting's tie, gnashing his teeth: "You coward!"

Ouyang Ting frowned: "Feng Wu...student."

"What?!"

"You are my classmate now, not my enemy." Ouyang Ting raised his hand, and calmly opened each other's fingers one by one, "As a person, I welcome healthy competition that is fair and well-reasoned."

"you--"

"What are you doing?!" A roar came from the other side of the hall along with the sound of military boots stepping on the ground.

A group of people dispersed immediately, Ouyang Ting quickly glanced at the man's uniform epaulettes and nodded, "Report to the lieutenant colonel, we are discussing course selection."

The lieutenant colonel stood in front of them: "Lie!"

"No, lieutenant colonel." Ouyang Ting said without changing his face.

"Shut up! Everyone stand at attention!" The lieutenant colonel stared at the nameplate on Ouyang Ting's chest and said, "New student OYT295!"

"To!"

"Exit!"

"Yes!" Ouyang Ting took a step forward and stood still.

"Freshmen FW027 come out!"

"Yes!"

"I intended to fight and cause trouble when I first entered school, so I have to drop out of school according to the school rules!" The lieutenant colonel said after seeing the expressions of a group of youngsters change, "Otherwise, twenty laps of the playground!"

"But Lieutenant Colonel—"

"Twenty laps more!"

"Report to Lieutenant Colonel, can we start running now?"

"Okay, 295! As for you, 027, do you still have questions?!"

"...No, Lieutenant Colonel!"

"implement!"

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel!"

After Feng Wu walked out of the hall, he gave Ouyang Ting a vicious look, and took the lead in sprinting towards the playground.

... Forty laps are not enough for a young man?Ouyang Ting shook his head, and ran forward resignedly.

"Boss (brother) come on! Don't lose to that bastard Feng Wu——"

Ouyang Ting's feet almost slipped, and he always felt even more unmotivated, hehe.