Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

What Ji Jiexing wants to take is the manuscript he recorded earlier.

In the era after Xingyuan [-], few people will write with pen and paper unless there are special requirements.Many people have a lot of writing and thinking on the star network, but when writing the words, they seem to be half illiterate, crooked and out of shape.

Although practicing calligraphy is also a compulsory course in noble education, these freshmen who are heirs of the family are also trained to have perfect handwriting, but they will never use paper and pen when they are free on weekdays.

strenuous.

Ji Zhaixing is different from them. He has gone through many small worlds, and some planes have no communication network, so he uses pen and paper to write the story.

Even the world of cultivating immortals that he was most impressed with was mostly done with pen and paper, but it was slightly different from the current form.In comparison, Ji Zhaixing is also more used to pen and paper.

Luo Xun tapped the table lightly with his hand.

His expression was still indifferent, but he didn't dismiss Ji Zhaixing's words, he just took out a metal object, touched it with his fingertips, and the object turned into an exquisite robot.

Then the robot flexibly climbed up to Ji Zhuixing, and the two mechanical arms, which were as thin as bamboo poles, raised slightly, making a gesture of heart to the black-haired boy in front of him - but Ji Zhuixing soon knew that the gesture was what do you mean.Because the instructor asked him to print his fingerprints and gave the little robot one-time access permission to let him get what Ji Jiexing wanted.

This is also faster.

Ji Zhaixing lowered his head slightly, looked at the little robot of "Bi Xin", and pressed his fingerprint on its arm.

After the little robot climbed out, the classroom became quiet again.

Many people quietly watched Ji Zhuixing, but they saw no emotional ups and downs on the handsome and thin young man's face.His expression was neither guilty nor fearful, nor was he angry and sad after being framed.

It seems that this is just an ordinary thing, and the malice he bears is just a casual question.

His calm attitude made those freshmen who were thinking too much at first feel that it was no big deal, and looked away a little embarrassed.

On the contrary, Tan Driftwood still frowned, biting his lip unconsciously.

Ji Zhaixing still looks so calm until now, as if this matter has no effect on him at all.

Tan Driftwood thought angrily.I just want to see if you have any excuses and sophistry. If you don't even dare to ask the third prince to confront you, you are guilty of guilt.Just wait to cry.

But to Tan Driftwood's disappointment, mentor Luo Zun didn't question Ji Zhaixing anymore, but asked him to sit down first.There is also leisure time to read the analysis strategies submitted by other people during the time when the robot goes back and forth.

Today's instructor seems to be more tolerant than last time, no more sarcasm, but a few key points in each article.

But right now, no matter which freshman he is, his mind is a bit distracted, and he doesn't even care to listen to what the instructor has to say.

"Zhou Denghan." Luo Xi said suddenly, his tone a bit cold.

Alpha in the audience was a little stunned, but his excellent reaction made him stand up instantly, and he was still in the mood to grin at Luo Xi: "Teacher, what's wrong?"

The left and right are just poorly written policy and theory, and they will be scolded.Zhou Denghan is born with thicker nerves and a thicker skin than other noble young masters. He is not afraid of scolding at all, and is very active in admitting his mistakes humbly.

Luo Zong suddenly felt a little headache.

"The analysis is written like this, and there is no merit other than the accurate description of the battle. You will still be at this level next time, so you don't need to submit it, lest I have to brainwash myself every time I read it, or I will have nightmares at night."

Zhou Denghan was extremely pitiful, and he swore to the sky: "Teacher, this is really my true level, no paddling, no water mixing."

After he finished speaking, he realized that this sentence had a bit of "connotation" meaning Ji Zhaixing, so he couldn't help but glanced at the fair-skinned young man again, a little cautiously.

Luo Xi was even more angry, and sneered: "Of course I know your level, which is not enough for me to waste time on calling your name—but what are you doing staring at Ji Zhaixing, your eyes are almost glued to it, you Did you come to see him or come to class?"

In fact, many freshmen secretly glanced at the young man. He understands that because of what happened just now, the freshman's temperament is uncertain, but Zhou Denghan is definitely the most arrogant one among them.

Pei Ming, who was sitting near Zhou Denghan, froze slightly, and looked away calmly.

Luo Xun's words made Ji Zhuixing tilt his head slightly, and looked at Zhou Denghan with some surprise.

His demeanor was very calm, but his side face was slightly turned to look extraordinarily white with the light from the window.

The crow's wing-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and the slender neck was exposed at that moment, making people seem to be able to smell the fragrance floating over from a distance.The boy's dark eyes seemed to be rippling in the deep sea, because of the teacher's words, there were doubts and inquiries.

It was like asking why Zhou Denghan kept staring at him.

Zhou Denghan's heart trembled suddenly.

Alpha, who was criticized by everyone before without blushing, suddenly became hot under Ji Zhuixing's gaze.

The kind of burning red to the neck.

"Cough." Zhou Denghan said self-destructively, "I didn't keep staring at classmate Ji... well, I didn't... out of concern for my classmates."

Luo Zun was not in the mood to take care of a fragile young heart, and said indifferently: "You'd better be."

Then, on to other strategies.

Zhou Denghan sat down with a heavy heart, feeling ashamed to live in the world.

With the precedent of Zhou Denghan being publicly executed, the other freshmen restrained themselves and listened carefully.

Until the little robot that was sent out walked in nimbly.It climbed up to the operating table, with a stack of thick snow-white manuscript paper stretched between its head and its two arms.

Luo Zong glanced at it, his eyes paused on it, slightly stagnant.

Although it was only for a moment, those who are familiar with Luo Xun should know that his expression just now was actually a little surprised.

"You come up." Luo Zun's eyes fixed on Ji Jiexing, he raised his head slightly, the light in his eyes was shining, "Now, let's prove it."

Luo Xun's choice of words is a bit strange.

Not an "explanation", but a proof.

But Ji Zhuixing didn't notice anything unusual.

When he stepped onto the stage, he was in the middle of the crowd, where all eyes met.

The white-skinned, black-haired boy narrowed his eyes slightly, his frame was thin, and his white gold-edged uniform made him extremely slender, grabbing everyone's attention unscrupulously.

The cuffs were slightly folded, revealing the snow-white wrist that seemed to be made of frost and snow.

Ji Zhaixing's fingers were also very beautiful. When flipping the stack of manuscript paper with his fair fingers, most people's eyes were focused on his hands, and instead ignored the manuscript.

The black-haired boy quietly looked down at the manuscript paper. He was used to being watched so much, so he was not nervous. He just studied the operating system in the classroom, and then projected the manuscript on the white wall behind him.

When the stack of manuscripts was showing the whole picture, there was a clear hissing sound from behind Ji Zhaixing.

It wasn't these first graders who seemed to be making a fuss.At first glance, Ji Zhaixing's manuscript is really shocking.

Ji Zhaixing's handwriting is beautiful.

Even if he came from a backward and poor desolate star, people have to admit that his handwriting is more elegant and beautiful than those heirs of noble origin.

The title is a rather large line "Analysis of the Battle of the Phyllis Rose", written in bright red ink, followed by several rows of neat text.

It was written by Ji Zhaixing, a record of strategic and theoretical materials related to the analysis of the battle.

Compared with the two complete and mature policy analysis presented on the light screen a week ago, the words recorded in this stack of manuscripts are obviously more casual, almost writing where they think of, and it is just a very broad concept.

On this neat and beautiful manuscript, the only thing that is a little discordant may be the occasional corrections in dark blue ink - its owner probably has a bad temper, and the writing is flying like a phoenix, swimming away from the occasional pause A little bit of ink that soaks through the paper; it may also scratch the back of the paper due to too much force.

And very messy.

Occasionally, the handwriting collided with the neat and thin handwriting, which annoyed the first graders, why they were so careless and ruined such a beautiful and neat manuscript.

But Ji Zhaixing introduced softly beside him.

"The comment in dark blue is Senior Bai's suggestion to me," Ji Jiexing said, "I am also revising in this direction, and have made many adjustments to the strategy."

The more they turned to the back, the freshmen discovered that the stack of manuscripts was not just written records, but also a lot of hand-drawn drawings, scattered marks, and notes filled in from time to time.There is also the research on the mech formation mentioned in the theory of Ji Zhaixing's strategy, and a very large amount of information is mixed in this stack of manuscripts.

These Ji Zhaoxing didn't mention much.

He just introduced the correcting ideas that Bai Chengchi marked on the manuscript in a very detailed way, and the freshmen below him also began to think that although the things written by His Highness the Third Highness are strangely destructive to the aesthetics, they hit the nail on the head, which shows that they have extensive knowledge.

And because of his identity, Bai Chengchi often had to sign by hand, and some freshmen below could recognize that the blue handwriting was indeed written by the third prince.However, he only gave some guidance, and the other major changes in thinking were presented in the extremely thick stack of manuscripts.

And this manuscript was written by Ji Jiexing.

Policy theory can be ghostwritten, but these materials cannot be credited, as long as you look at it, you can see it.

Just like others say that there is a poetic spirit in his belly, Ji Jiexing can reveal a lot of information while explaining the ideas of this stack of manuscripts, which is difficult for people who plagiarize or write by others.

Ji Zhuixing didn't give a positive explanation at all, but everything was obvious.

Those malicious speculations about him were as ridiculous as they were before.

——Luozun already knew.

He even suspected Ji Zhaixing earlier than anyone else.Because with his knowledge, he can discover the perfection and shock of that policy theory, and know the value it represents.So Luo Xun suspected at the time that this answer sheet was not from the hands of Ji Zhaixing.

But he didn't question it directly, but asked Ji Zhaixing a lot of related questions.

The boy's answer made him very satisfied.

It was also at that time that Luo Xun was certain that he had discovered a piece of uncut jade... No, it was not considered uncut jade. At this time, Ji Zhaoxing could already be very dazzling.

Luo Xun also knew long ago that Yiji's background and his reputation as a student would probably attract many doubts about his excellence, but he didn't expect the doubts to come so quickly.

He is not a good mentor, he can even be said to be very bad.So he didn't warn the heir of the Tan family who had misunderstood and stepped into a misunderstanding, and didn't tell him that the possibility of Ji Zhaixing asking someone to write for him was infinitely close to zero, but told him that he would "handle it".

What will be processed will be Tan Driftwood that he uses as a whetstone.

Once there are rumors, they must be resolutely suppressed, and they must never be given a chance to recover, and this rumor must not be allowed to spread among students in the form of "rumors".

It's okay to be a new student next to him, the aristocratic family checks and restrains each other.But Ji Zhaixing... he himself is just a student from a commoner background, and the third prince cannot be relied on as his background.

Such undeveloped shark beads are too easily destroyed by rumors and sharpen their talents.

Luo Xun does not allow it.Even willing to sacrifice it, a freshman who is not favored by him.

But what Ji Zhuixing did was better than he imagined.

The manuscript was a rough, unformed idea, but in a way, it was quite meticulous.

The handsome young man on the stage turned the manuscript to the last page, summed up the main points in a very simple way, and came up with some arguments at his fingertips.What was introduced in the final manuscript has nothing to do with the Battle of the Roses itself, but some very vague fragments of information.

From the local climate legend of Phyllis Star to the seventh factor that affects the battle.These are all investigated and researched by Ji Jiexing, but not written in the policy theory.

A staggering number of scraps.

It was also under these waste manuscripts that a perfect answer sheet was born.

No one would want to be jealous of him anymore, after knowing that the price of hard work behind Ji Zhaixing was ten times more than what they imagined.

In his heart, Luo Xun was actually very satisfied.

But the expression on his face was more solemn and severe, and he said impersonally: "It's not enough just to have these."

The first graders below all showed shocked and accusing expressions, as if they were questioning, "Is this not enough? How much did you charge, tutor, I will give you double!"

Ji Zhaixing also turned his head slightly to look at him, looking a little dazed.

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The ruthless instructor said indifferently: "I am assigning a topic now, and I will give you half an hour."

The subject assigned by Luo Zong is a classic battle similar to the Battle of Felice Rose, the patrol battle of the Lodia Winery.However, in this battle, there will be much less analysis and discussion on the star network.

"Now, in the classroom, I will open my star network authority to let you check information." Luo Xun said, "Start."

So Ji Zhaixing was a little dazed, and left the stage holding a stack of manuscripts.While other students were listening to the lecture, they sat in their seats and began to look up information in a hurry.

Looking at Ji Zhuixing's pale cheeks and slightly frowning brows, the freshmen couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

——This is too miserable, it’s nothing but a disaster.