Love at Second Sight [Interstellar]

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This chapter is the No.1 view of the supporting role, and the next chapter will be converted to the third person of the protagonist

New pit!My favorite little angel, ask for a favorite!

My name is Kevin Bulwell, just call me Kevin.

I was born in the southern area of ​​Alpha Star, a commoner, and I am 19 years old this year.In August, I received an admission letter from Suplin Military Academy.

When I got that thin envelope, I was ecstatic. In order to be able to join this first-class military academy in the empire, I put in [-]% of my efforts.And now, fate has finally rewarded me.

This is the first time for me to come to the North District. When I came to Fontainebleau, I carried my luggage and walked on the school's Maple Leaf Avenue, feeling deeply intoxicated.

But at night, everything is not so good.

After enrolling, I couldn’t stay in the dormitory for three consecutive nights, not because of the school’s order, but because all the freshmen who entered the dormitory had to go to the lawn downstairs to receive “baptism”.

The method of "baptism" is very simple. All the first-year rookies stood naked on the lawn, and the water pipes that the seniors pulled out from nowhere were aimed at us and sprayed vigorously. If we were really birds, probably the whole body would include The hair on the penis will be washed away.

On the third day, at nine o'clock in the evening, when the "baptism" was in full swing, a maglev vehicle suddenly drove up from the driveway outside the lawn. The moment this vehicle appeared in everyone's sight, all the seniors began to panic.

"Why is he here?"

"It must be another fucking idiot who took his class and didn't take it!"

"This is only the third day of school!"

"His class started on the first day!"

I looked at the maglev car from far to near in a daze, thinking wow, it is a retro maglev car recently launched by Dick's company, one is enough for me to go to Suplin Military Academy ten times.

At this moment, a senior kicked hard on the ass of the man next to me, and growled, "Quick! Hide!"

We hid in the dormitory building like being driven into the sheepfold by a shepherd dog, and then stretched out our heads to see the people who got off the car.

Under the light of street lamps and car lights, the most eye-catching thing is this man's short pale golden hair, shining with a beautiful luster. The hair was meticulously wiped behind his head with hairspray, revealing a snow-white and smooth forehead. He is slender and well dressed. Well-fitting suit.

He took two steps forward, and the outline became more obvious.The eyes are azure blue, the pale skin is almost transparent under the light, the bridge of the nose is tall and slender, but the lines of the eyes and browbones are soft and elegant of Asians.

Asians no longer refer to the residents living in Asia on the ancient earth. The earth has become a planet in history books, and Asia has become history.Asians refer to the blood left by the ethnic groups that once lived in Asia. Looking at the Thirteen-star District, there are no pure-blooded Asians anymore.

This man's face is very gentle, but unfortunately his expression is not very soft, haughty, fierce, it is the most annoying kind of reserved and rigid aristocratic demeanor, his whole body seems to say "common people stay away" .

The man stood still, and then his indifferent voice resounded through the silent dormitory: "Where is Zhao Xiaowang?"

The seniors who showed off to us just now stood side by side on the lawn like little chickens. After hearing their names, the tallest senior among them clasped his hands in front of him, and walked out with his feet almost moving. The little girl at the ball was still coy.

The man's blue eyes swept over, and he sneered, and the senior's body was crumbling.

"Mr. Zhuang, it's so late, what can you do?"

"Mr. Zhao Xiaowang." The man said, "I have approved your homework tonight. After reading your work, I feel that if I don't come to see you, I will not be able to sleep at night."

Senior Zhao Xiaowang, just now we gritted our teeth and cursed him in our hearts, but now we almost sympathize with him.

The man took the seniors away and watched the maglev vehicle go away. The dormitory upstairs and down simultaneously let out the sighs of the survivors, and then the seniors straightened their backs again and shouted: "The 'baptism' continues! Today will be extended by half an hour !"

The three-day "baptism" was over, and on the fourth day, I got up from the bed, feeling that life was still very good.

Get along well with roommates.Last night, the "baptism" was extended for half an hour. We were so tired that we went back to the dormitory and climbed into bed and fell asleep.Today I was the first to get up, and I asked the three roommates who were still paralyzed on the bed if they wanted to bring breakfast, and then I went out happily.

When I came to the nearest cafeteria in the dormitory, I ordered a creamy twist and Yangchun noodles from the girl behind the dining cabinet. In fact, I can order food with an electronic light board, and the robot will deliver the food.But this girl is very cute, and the freckles on her cheeks are especially cute. I have come here to order food from her every morning for four consecutive days.

She also knew me, and while ordering for me, she asked, "Did you get up early today?"

"I have class this morning." I smiled and glanced at the huge electronic screen mounted on the front wall of the cafeteria, which was broadcasting the news: the Empire established friendly diplomatic relations with the Principality of Andorra, and the Imperial Admiral Zhou Yuchen had a cordial meeting with Princess Helena.

The girl in front of me who was bowing her head and pointing at the photon version was also attracted by the announcement, and then she showed a fascinated expression and said, "Ah, it's Admiral Zhou..."

The man in the military uniform on the screen is being interviewed by the reporter. He is tall and slender, with a handsome silhouette, deep eyes with a hint of melancholy, a tear mole in the corner of his left eye, a straight nose bridge, and the lines of his lips and jaw seem to come from the tallest With Ming's master hand, one bend of the corner of the mouth can drive a woman crazy.

It's too dazzling.Will such a man be targeted when he goes to the battlefield because he is too good-looking?

Of course I was joking, this is the youngest general in the empire. Although he is the son of a marshal, his military achievements are all earned by himself.

The camera switches to the scene where Admiral Zhou Yuchen is talking with Princess Helena. The princess has long, shiny brown hair like a waterfall, and a complicated and elegant dress. The serious face is now smiling at the handsome man in front of him.

It's really a pair of golden boys and jade girls.undeniable.

The girl was disappointed and said, "Is Admiral Zhou and the princess going to have an affair?"

Women are always like this. People who obviously have nothing to do with themselves and are almost impossible to interact with in the future can also affect their minds.Seeing her like this, I couldn't help comforting her: "Shang Zhou will not choose Princess Helena as his partner."

"Why?" The girl looked at him with wide eyes.

"Princess Helena is just an ordinary person." I shrugged. "The admiral is a sentry, and the chief sentry. His mate is destined to be a guide, the best kind."

The girl's face showed that cute silly look of sudden realization: "Yes."

The broadcast on the screen also ended, and the screen switched to His Majesty’s face that looked like dried orange peel. The girl sighed, looked away, and asked me with a smile while ordering for me: "Are you going to class? What class?" I knew she was also a student at the school.

I said: "Sketch teaching and military design." My hobby is painting, and I also like designing things, so I chose this course in the course selection system before school started.

She looked at me in surprise and said, "You chose this course?"

She also knows this class?It seems that this course is really good.I felt very relieved and proud, and said with a smile, "Ah, yes. A senior recommended me to choose."

She showed pity in her eyes and said, "Then you may have been tricked by your senior."

I was taken aback: "What?"

She said: "The teacher of this course is very..." She spoke for a long time, and finally looked at me with pity: "You will understand after you have been there."

I had an ominous premonition, hurriedly ate breakfast, and rushed to the third building for class.

Walking through the promenade outside the classroom, the ground is so smooth that people can be seen. Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, you can have a panoramic view of the fountain garden below, which is really refreshing.

I walked into classroom A512.Unlike the other classrooms I passed that were getting ready for class, this one was exceptionally... silent.

The atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed like a pre-war meeting.

A long-faced, expressionless student in the front row saw me and said, "New here?"

I suddenly felt like I was joining an underground organization during the war.But he still nodded and said, "Hello senior."

The student asked me to sign a form, then pointed to a seat in the back row and said, "From now on, you will sit there and you cannot change your seat."

I looked at the entire fan-shaped classroom, there were only about [-] people in the nearly [-] seats, and said: "There are not many seats, why..."

"It's a professor's habit."

"Ah, good, good."

I walked slowly to the seat and sat down.Five minutes before class started, footsteps sounded outside the door, and then a touch of pale gold entered my field of vision.

The pen I was holding in my mouth fell to the ground.

The man walked up to the podium unhurriedly: "Good morning." The tone was as rigid and indifferent as last night, and there was a kind of strength that made you straighten your back unconsciously and tense up when you listened to him.

The students replied, "Good morning, professor," and the man said, "Let's talk about the homework you gave me the day before yesterday."

By the way, this course also starts on the first day of school.But because I am a freshman, the school stipulates that freshmen do not have to go to class three days before the start of school, to familiarize themselves with the school's environment and rules.

"Let's talk about the one that impressed me the most first." The man called out, "Joe Smith."

The student stood up immediately, very disturbed.

"May I ask how long it took you to finish your homework." The morning light outside the window fell on the pale and thin face of the young professor, and a ruthless ironic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Put a steamed bun on the drawing board, and the dog will eat it better than you."

After class, that Joe Smith and I went to the bathroom together, and we both slipped out of the classroom during recess, stood in the hallway, and got to know each other in a few words.

"Professor Zhuang Yan is the youngest professor in Suplin, he is a genius." Joe Smith said. "And he came from an ancient noble family, have you heard of Mrs. Zhuang?"

"I've heard of it." I replied, and laughed again, "You are really nice. He criticizes you so much, but you still think so highly of him."

"He is very proud, and he also has the capital to be proud. He puts a lot of pressure on people, and when he speaks, um, he is also very mean." In the sound of splashing water, Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, "Aha, but I have been listening for a long time. I got used to it. And he has a lot of class credits and teaches a lot, in a sense, your senior didn't cheat you."

"How old is he?"

"30 years old."

oh.I thought to myself, in fact, Asians usually look younger. Professor Zhuang would look younger if he hadn't had that reserved, frowning look.

"Still single?"

"I've never heard of him having a companion."

"That's right." I nodded, "If his life is the same as he was in class, which woman can bear him."

Qiao laughed and said, "Oh, by the way, I haven't told you about Professor Zhuang's love life. Professor Zhuang has a woman he likes, and he is pursuing her."

"What?" I can't even imagine that kind of person would pursue a woman.

"It is rumored that he fell in love with Princess Helena of the Principality of Andorra at first sight, and has been pursuing her ever since." Qiao sighed, but couldn't hear any sympathy or regret. "It's a pity that the princess doesn't like him."

Princess Helena? !

"By the way, did you read the morning news in the cafeteria?" Joe took out the gum and gave me a piece.The school bans smoking among students.

I took it and said, "You mean Admiral Zhou Yuchen and the princess..."

"That's right." Joe clapped his hands, "So he almost spit out fire in class today, he must have read the news. Haha, poor professor."

In view of the "oppression" in the morning, we both laughed gloatingly, but I really felt a little sympathy for Professor Zhuang. After all, if the rival is Admiral Zhou, there is probably no possibility in this life up.

We popped the gum in our mouths, giggled, and walked out of the bathroom, and then bumped into a figure standing like a pillar at the door.

"It seems that the two of you are very interested in my private life."

The blond man no longer had a sarcastic smile on his face this time, but a smirk.

Joe and I gurgled in our throats at the same time, and we swallowed the unchewed gum.