Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

When he was temporarily given permission to be a mentor, Ji Zhaixing discovered how much information he could obtain from the Xingwang.com.

Those secret, precious and rare knowledge, perhaps just because of different objects, are strictly guarded and only shown in the eyes of some people.

The vast sea of ​​knowledge made him a little obsessed, and he wanted to start researching it, but his rationality calmed down Ji Zhaixing, and he honestly went to check the information on the patrol battle of Lodia Winery, and began to set up arguments.

The time limit of half an hour was so tight that Ji Zhuixing had no time to take care of other information he wanted to know. The dark black ink flowed on the clean white paper, recording line after line of text without hindrance.

Occasionally someone turned to look at him.You will find that Ji Zhaixing is frowning slightly, and the thin and thin right wrist is not stopping, writing many strokes smoothly.And his eyes even lowered his head to focus on the virtual light screen, a slight light reflected on the bridge of his nose and between his eyebrows, making his facial features extraordinarily delicate and beautiful.

Ji Zhaixing frowned occasionally, and the freshmen seemed to be afraid of disturbing him, so they consciously reduced the noise, and the sound of breathing was extremely weak.

All of a sudden, the huge classroom was filled with only the rustling sound of paper and pen rubbing, and the voice of Teacher Luo Zhan giving a lecture.

Those freshmen all looked at Luo Xun with their eyes and couldn't explain what they said, as if it was an unforgivable event for him to disturb Ji Zaixing's strategy.

Luo Xun: "..."

These stupid freshmen.

However, in the last 10 minutes, he still made some compromises, and just stood on the stage to pick out some excellent strategies and theories, and let the first graders record their advantages or learn lessons.

Ji Zhaixing's policy theory is also coming to an end.

Although there is no limit on the number of words, half an hour is only enough for him to expand.There are many places that can be written in depth, but the past can only be vaguely omitted.

And after the manuscript was finished, there were only 7 minutes left.

Ji Zhaixing turned on his personal terminal, set up a virtual screen, and then transcribed the contents of the manuscript—while transcribing and summarizing, polishing the strategy and theory, it took a little more effort.

The young man's lips were pursed bright red, because the last job might be too stressful, his hands that worked so fast were slightly convulsed and trembling, and there was extremely thin sweat seeping from the tip of his forehead.

This still doesn't damage his appearance. It seems that the young man is staring at the light screen tightly and his eyes are focused.It's hard for someone to have the heart to bother him.

It's almost time.

Luo Xun glanced at him, but didn't make a sound to remind him.

Anyway, his half hour was just casually set, and now it seems that the workload of Ji Zhaixing is far more than half an hour.

He didn't limit the time limit so tightly, but could relax it... But at this moment, the stopwatch of the last second arrived, and Ji Zhaixing suddenly let go of his hand dancing on the keyboard, and heaved a sigh of relief .

The voice was low, like a sigh, long and soft.

Falling into one's ears, it can almost soften half of one's body.

Ji Zhaixing's white fingers slightly lifted up, and because of the excessive operation, they were slightly bent and trembling.His fair cheeks were even dyed a little bright because of the high tension and oppression, and the corners of his eyes were red.The outlines of the exquisite facial features are outlined more beautifully and vividly.

"I'm done, tutor." Ji Zhuixing said.

The dark gray windbreaker trembled slightly, and Luo Xun looked extremely stern and cold.Without hesitation, he took a big step from the stage and came to Ji Jiexing, looking down at him.

Although Ji Zhaixing has drawn a lot during this time, but in terms of height, of course he cannot compare with Luo Xun.Therefore, his figure was completely shrouded in the shadow of Master Luo Zhan, and when he raised his head slightly, what he saw was the thin chin of the other party.

He was slightly confused——

But it was only a moment before Ji Zhuixing came to his senses.

He logged out of the Xingwang account, and the one-time permission given to him became invalid.Then Ji Zhuixing obediently passed the content of the policy analysis to Mentor Luo Zun.

There was a soft beep from the personal terminal on Luozun's wrist, but he didn't look at it.Instead, his gaze focused on Ji Zhuixing's entire body, and then he said coldly, "Give me the manuscript."

So the beautiful black-haired boy, after a little silence, handed the manuscript to the tutor.

Holding the extremely full stack of manuscript papers recorded by Ji Zhaixing, the kicking sound of mentor Luo Zun's military boots falling on the ground was extremely loud, almost like stepping on people's hearts rhythmically, which made the freshmen flustered for no reason. , pulled the heartstrings nervously.

When opening the policy information about the siege of Lodia Winery, Luo Zong also showed the manuscript by the way.

The same elegant handwriting, but because of this time, it has to be written in a hurry, and the occasional consecutive strokes can be seen from the master's casualness.

But the manuscript is very organized, even if it is only a beginning, it basically determines the direction of analysis.

It is almost the same as the personal style shown in those two policy theories.

In short, from this half-hour manuscript alone, it can be seen that Ji Zhaixing's previous analysis on the Rose War was not just honed out by time-of course, those detailed analysis and detailed investigation should be.

The text of the policy theory is much more formal.The text has been polished and is very flexible.

There are still some very secret mistakes in it, but Luo Xun knows that this is only because of the time limit. If it is really regarded as a formal research project, according to Ji Zhaixing's carefulness, he should find the mistakes, and then correct and adjust them.

Luo Zong talked about this policy theory in an extremely unremarkable manner.

Of course, the content of his words is not ordinary, but extremely enthusiastic, highly respected, and unabashedly praised.

Ji Zhaixing even felt a little shy because of these straightforward compliments, lowering his eyes slightly.

The eyes of the freshmen below gradually became hot.

It wasn't until Luo Xun was halfway through his speech that he found that Ji Zhaixing hadn't extended a very important point.He frowned slightly, and flipped through the manuscript recorded by the boy, but found that there was no mention of it.So he frowned and asked Ji Zhaoxing.

Ji Zhaixing: "It's too late to finish writing, I'm very sorry, mentor."

At this time, Luo Xun recalled the fact that Ji Zhaixing had only written for half an hour.

He asked Ji Zhuixing to sit down.

After such a high-quality policy theory, it is really a very painful thing to face the disorganized answer sheets of those newborns.So at this time, Luo Xun found Ji Zhaixing's second revised policy on the Battle of Roses.This was supposed to be the first homework he looked at - but because of what happened later, it was delayed a bit.

One week is enough for Ji Zhaixing, so this time he combined the analysis directions of the previous two strategy theories, and combined the feasibility and success rate to write a new strategy theory.

While Luo Zong praised it, he hesitated slightly, and opened it backwards.

...and then discovered Ji Zhaixing, and submitted three policy theories.

Luo Xun: "..."

He should have known earlier that this student was a bit of a monster in some respects.

Under the stage, the freshmen were a little absent-minded.

But some couldn't help but look at Ji Zhaoxing, admiring and envious.Some people's foreheads were covered with cold sweat, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and the coldness spread from their hearts to their limbs.

Tan Driftwood is very scared now.

He originally thought that he was just not afraid of power, and exposed Ji Jiexing's fraud.

Even the third prince has no reason to suppress him because of this.

But now it has been proved that he just couldn't contain his jealousy and unscrupulously exposed his ugly face to everyone.

Tan Driftwood bit his lip slightly, and even tasted a bit of blood on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't dare to show his panic, and even when his friend looked at him worriedly, he smiled reluctantly: "No, I'm fine, I just stayed up late last night It's not very comfortable."

He is now praying in the bottom of his heart that Luo Zun will not expose him.

After all, he just misunderstood, and it was unintentional.Who would have thought that the third prince and Ji Zhuixing were so close...but he wouldn't even write a policy theory for him!

Ji Jiexing's background is not high, so it is not possible to take revenge on Tan Driftwood.But when this incident was exposed, it meant that Tan Driftwood's contacts in the academy would be cut off, and he would even be rejected by the heirs of the same family.

After all, none of these arrogances would want to have a jealous person lurking beside them, who would secretly attack them.

Even these friends who are beside him now will gradually alienate him.

Tan Driftwood raised his eyes, looking at his mentor secretly and imploringly.

Rozun didn't mention the report at first.But near the end of the course, he said lightly: "I'm sorry for questioning Ji Zhaixing at the beginning."

In the audience, the black-haired freshman raised his eyes slightly because of the instructor's words.

His lips moved slightly, it was an unspoken tone.

"It's ok".

Luo Xun looked at Tan Driftwood again very indifferently, saw the begging, fear and flattery in the eyes of the heir of the Tan family, but still said very coldly: "I think that the classmate who wantonly framed my companion to me should also apologize .Imperial College is a place to teach knowledge and export better talents for the empire. I don't want you to stab your excellent companions because you are jealous of them on the battlefield or anywhere."

Tan Driftwood's lips turned pale in an instant.

"You guys should deal with this matter privately first." Luo Zong said, looking at Ji Zhaixing, "If you don't receive the apology and compensation you deserve, you can come to me. I will report it to the school, after all, it is still involved Slandering the prince—I don't want things to get too serious."

From death penalty to death sentence with reprieve.

Tan Driftwood's heart seemed to be crushed inch by inch. He knew very well that what his mentor said did not really protect him, and he didn't want to make things too "serious".

but the real threat.From now on, he will be subject to Ji Zhaixing, who will provide "apology" and "compensation". If Ji Zhaixing is dissatisfied, he will be investigated for slandering the prince, and at best, he will be expelled from the Imperial Academy.

What he thought before was being excluded and having no connections, it was still too light.

The fate that Luozun offered him was almost twice as cruel.

Either he becomes a "slave" of Ji Zhaixing, or he is expelled from the academy and becomes a joke in the aristocratic family. Tan Fumu even chooses to degenerate himself, and has no chance of dragging him into the water by continuing to target Ji Zhaixing.

His whole body was extremely cold, and he was trembling uncontrollably all the time, and he couldn't hide it anymore.So much so that Tan Driftwood's friends seemed to have sensed something, and kept away from him silently.

But Tan Driftwood didn't care at all.

In the face of worse choices, the previous collapse is nothing.

Ji Zhaixing was completely unaware of someone's despair in this classroom.

For him, a private settlement is just a private settlement.