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Turan College has a small-class teaching system, with [-] students in each class. Most of the courses are small classes led by teachers.However, large courses such as public courses are not limited to majors and grades, and anyone can take them.

Such a small class system enables teachers to pay attention to each student and constantly adjust the teaching progress according to the actual situation.

"But you will find that every time the school starts, there are not a few classes with a total of twenty students! Some are missing one or two, and some are tragic, directly losing half!"

Xia Zhiyang sighed in an exaggerated tone, "Tulan's teachers are all devils! Are there many students enrolled each semester? Is it easy? My grades are not good enough, and I paid the money to come in, and there are also those like you who transferred in the middle of the semester." , paid money and came in. But if you count the graduates every year, sometimes one-third of them can’t graduate!”

Prayer: "What about the person who was expelled?"

"It will be absorbed by Leto or the central school, but after entering Turan, who wants to go out again?" Xia Zhiyang walked towards the teaching building with prayers, "But this is also very good. It is really good to learn from Turan. Those who graduate must have some real talents. It’s just that the elimination mechanism is too cruel, and many people can’t accept it.”

As he walked, he remembered, "By the way, Qiyan, which class are you in?"

Qi Yan read the message received on the personal terminal: "Artificial intelligence major, second grade, class 137."

"137?" Xia Zhiyang raised his final voice high, and immediately, a bright smile appeared on the baby's face, "I'm in the same class as Chen Mingxuan!"

He excitedly wanted to reach out to pat Qiyan's shoulder, remembering that Qiyan didn't seem to like physical contact with people, he stopped halfway through the movement, and said happily: "At the end of last semester, our class lost four people, If you add it in, at least there are seventeen people!"

Qi Yan nodded: "Yes."

Lu Fenghan quietly followed Qiyan, listening to the conversation between the two, and finally his eyes fell on his employer.

It can be seen that Qiyan's personality is naturally cold, his mood swings are not strong, and he seems to have little contact with his peers in the environment where he grew up, which made him always appear a little dull and clumsy when getting along with Xia Zhiyang and Chen Mingxuan.

Xia Zhiyang was careless and didn't care about these details. Chen Mingxuan was much more sensitive. Whether he was talking or playing games, he would take care of Qiyan intentionally or unintentionally.

Lu Fenghan evaluated it in his heart, and felt that these two people... were barely within the passing line.

The classroom is on the eleventh floor. When Qiyan arrived, there was no one in there. The holographic projector was turned on, and the blue light flickered slightly.

Lu Fenghan recognized it: "You Turan, every classroom is equipped with a holographic projector?"

Xia Zhiyang is proud: "Of course! Some professors are not in Leto at all, not even in the central area. Some professors travel far and wide, 360 days a year, every day in the remote areas of the Kepler and Messier regions. The planet is wandering. If people are not around, the class must be held, so, here," he pointed, "we can only rely on holographic projection."

Lu Fenghan roughly calculated how many classrooms there are in Turan College, and then calculated the price of each instrument——

Hey, sure enough, the most prodigal son in the alliance!

He couldn't help but glanced in the direction of the First Military Academy, thinking that a river divides the rich and the poor, and what he said was true.

Xia Zhiyang stared at Lu Fenghan for a few seconds before realizing: "No, why are you still here? Non-students and faculty members cannot stay in Turan."

Qi Yan was observing the layout of the classroom, and replied after hearing the words: "I submitted the application, and the principal agreed that Lu Fenghan would follow me in the school to protect my safety."

"That's okay?" Xia Zhiyang was shocked, and immediately thought again, "Then if I get fired one day, can I be your bodyguard and return to Turan to take classes again?"

Lu Fenghan crossed his arms and raised his chin, extremely arrogantly: "Just by you?"

Xia Zhiyang felt despised!But when he saw Lu Fenghan's gaze, he always felt frightened for no reason, so he had to change the subject: "But bringing bodyguards to school, it doesn't seem to have happened before."

Qiyan found the school rules from his personal terminal and projected them in the air: "School Rules Chapter 11 No. 90 Eight Articles. Under special circumstances such as serious threats to students' lives, security personnel can be deployed in the campus."

After reading it, Xia Zhiyang thought to himself, could it be that the enemies of the Qi family want to attack the heir of Qi Yan, or, is it the stepmother Jiang Yunyue that Qi Yan is defending against?

Well, it's not impossible!

There must be a reason anyway.

At this time, the classroom door was pushed open, and a boy in a black jacket walked in with a portable recording board. Seeing Xia Zhiyang, he sneered, "I thought I wouldn't see you this semester."

The implication is that you were not fired.

Hearing Laurent's yin and yang words, Xia Zhiyang immediately rolled his eyes: "I didn't expect that after a holiday, some people still can't learn to speak human language."

Laurent didn't look at Xia Zhiyang again, but turned his attention to Qiyan, contemptuously: "You are the transfer student who successfully transferred to Turan because his family donated a building?"

He put the recording board on the table, and made a crisp "knock" sound, "Then, don't be expelled because of poor grades before the semester is over."

Knowing that Qiyan is not very eloquent, Xia Zhiyang quickly counterattacked: "It's better than some people's homes where a floor can't be donated!"

Laurent snorted, turned and went to his seat.

"Don't be angry, this guy is called Laurent, and because of his good grades, he's always eccentric." Xia Zhiyang lowered his voice, "However, did your family really donate a building to Turan? Where did he know and be so sure?" The point is, I don't even know!"

Qi Yan shook his head and explained: "No."

Xia Zhiyang thumped his palms: "I know, I didn't donate a building!"

Qi Yan was about to nod, when Xia Zhiyang continued: "Two buildings were donated!"

Prayer decided to remain silent.

No formal classes will begin on the first day of school.When the class time came, the blue light of the holographic projector became darker, and then a "person" appeared on the podium. Except for the slightly lighter color at the edge of the image, the visual effect was not much different from that of a real person.

The lecturer, surnamed Fu, is 60 years old. He has a unique gentle temperament and speaks without rush or slowness.He first welcomed the arrival of the prayers, and then began to explain the teaching plan for September, and listed the bibliography of the literature to be read and the experiments to be carried out.

The list is so long that there are already murmurs of moaning in the classroom.

"Although it is the first day of school, time is tight and cannot be wasted. I will send a data packet to each of your personal terminals. These data are raw data collected without purpose. After you have completed data mining, Submit the final results to me. Deadline...tomorrow at this time."

The classroom was full of wailing, Xia Zhiyang slammed his head on the table, sat up straight again, covered his forehead, and grinned, "Professor, is the first day of school going to be all night? Can you allow more time?"

Professor Fu liked to see the students sighing after being hit hard. He said with a smile: "If you can write a better processing model, such as upgrading the RN3 model you learned last semester, then you don't have to stay up late tonight. gone."

Xia Zhiyang's grief and indignation: The point is, I want to be able to write!

Qi Yan opened his personal terminal and looked at the data packet. It was indeed very large, and it took almost 20 seconds to decompress it.

At this time, he heard Professor Fu call his name: "Prayer, can you finish it?"

Qi Yan closed the display interface of the data package, and replied: "No problem."

In the classroom, someone mocked in a low voice: "Slap a swollen face to pretend to be fat."

Qi Yan turned around and found that it was the man named Laurent.Seeing him looking over, the other party smiled at him slowly.

Definitely not good intentions.

Qi Yan didn't care, and looked away.

Others in the class were taking the time to ask Professor Fu about the upgrade of the RN3 model, and Qi Yan stared at a certain point in the air, gradually becoming dazed.

The shoelaces tied into a bow follow the movements of his feet little by little.

After a few minutes, Qi Yan leaned closer to Lu Fenghan and asked in a low voice, "On the way to school today, did you ask me if I had enough for breakfast?"

Lu Fenghan was thinking about something, when he heard Qiyan ask, he shook his head after thinking about it: "I didn't ask. You ate three slices of bread for breakfast, according to your usual food intake, you won't be hungry."

So it's my own fictional memory again.

"That's it." Qi Yan sat down again, continued to be in a daze, and at the same time distinguished in his mind which memories were real and which were fabricated by himself.

Lu Fenghan couldn't help but think back to the question that Qiyan asked just now.

This is not the first time that Qi Yan has asked him similar questions.

Ever since Qiyan started taking medicine, he would ask him some questions from time to time.

Some have happened and some have not.Lu Fenghan was determined and seldom wavered, and he would not suspect that his memory had made a mistake because of Qi Yan's inquiry.

He was just thinking, did Qiyan ask for a certain purpose, or did Qiyan simply not be able to tell which of the things he asked were real and which were fake?

Lu Fenghan turned his head and saw that Qi Yan was in a daze, with his hands casually resting on the table. The joints were well-proportioned and white as frost. Compared with the table, it was very conspicuous, and it always made people unconsciously focus on it.

Lu Fenghan subconsciously twirled his fingers: I hope he was thinking too much.

After the class was over, when Qi Yan was about to go home, Xia Zhiyang quickly stopped him: "Qi Yan, wait!"

Chen Mingxuan played the game too late the night before, and entered the classroom on time. Now he also has dark circles under his eyes, and stands aside with a listless face.

The prayer stopped: "Did you call me?"

Xia Zhiyang was worried that Qiyan came to Turan and didn't know: "Have you read the data packet sent by Professor Fu? The volume is very large. If you use the RN3 model to mine data, ordinary equipment cannot carry it. You must use the large optical computer in the computer room. It’s okay, that thing is super expensive, but digging data is very useful!”

He sighed again, "I don't know if I can successfully upgrade this model, otherwise, I will spend the whole night in the computer room tonight."

"Okay, I see." Qi Yan thought for a while, "If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask—"

Before the word "I" could be said, it was interrupted by Xia Zhiyang.

"You haven't touched this model before, I'll send you my previous notes, you take the time to read it. If you don't understand it, just look through the first grade book. If you really can't finish it, Professor Fu will definitely not blame it Yours, after all, you missed a whole year of class."

Prayer can only answer: "Thank you."

"You're welcome! We are all friends!" Xia Zhiyang was still a little embarrassed, and scratched the back of his head.

Laurent, who was approaching, heard the conversation between the two, holding a portable recording board, without squinting: "Sorry, I'm in the way, let me go."

Qi Yan originally wanted to go home directly, but remembered that at the celebration banquet of Qi’s family last time, Principal Caroline mentioned that there is a library in the library dedicated to storing paper books collected by the principal. He asked the principal to get the password. I went to the library first.

Lu Fenghan asked Qiyan: "Why don't you go to the computer room and use all the computers to dig data?"

At this time, he subconsciously made a comparison.

Judging from Xia Zhiyang's tone, there must be more than one large optical computer in Turan's computer room, there should be many, and they are open to students.

And the First Military Academy across the river——

Not to mention.

Qi Yan answered his question: "I don't need to go to the computer room, I have it at home."

It was rare for Lu Fenghan not to react: "What?"

"Optical computer," Qi Yan said in more detail, "The one at home is an optical computer, so I can go home and dig data."

Lu Fenghan: "...Oh, so."

Qiyan opened the door of the library with the password.

Lu Fenghan has no interest in paper books. In his opinion, paper books, a fixed carrier that will disappear as soon as it is poured on fire, are too fragile and have extremely low practicability.

Just like this library, when you open the door and come in, it is an empty cubicle—it is said that the original design was for fire and explosion protection.Then push open a door, and there are rows of bookshelves.

Therefore, Qi Yan was reading a book inside, but he didn't follow in, and waited in the cubicle through a transparent glass wall.

The personal terminal vibrated, and Vincent sent a communication request.

Seeing that Qiyan bowed his head and flipped through the book seriously, Lu Fenghan leaned his back against the wall, clicked on the connection, and turned on the "personal mode" by the way, so that only he could hear the other party's voice.

At the same time, "Boom—"

The clock tower in the center of Tulane College chimes the hour.

Vincent changed his words: "Commander, are you at Turan Academy?"

"Well, it's in their library." Lu Fenghan stood lazily, looking through the glass wall from time to time to see what Qiyan was doing.

"Library? Didn't the alarm system at the gate of their school throw you out just because you are across the river?"

"Get out, I came in aboveboard." Lu Fenghan briefly explained the application submitted by Qiyan.

Unexpectedly, Vincent was particularly excited: "Commander Lu, as an honorary graduate of the First Military Academy, you have successfully penetrated into the enemy's interior! You will surely shine brightly in the history of the First Military Academy!"

Lu Fenghan rolled his eyelids, but didn't answer his words: "Tell me something, there's too much nonsense."

Vincent's tone became serious: "Commander, last time you asked me to find out who was the person who transferred Wise Will to the expeditionary force two years ago, and the results have been obtained."

Lu Fenghan lowered his eyes: "Dead?"

"How do you know?" Vincent was surprised, and continued, "This Wise is from the Messier region. His parents died in a waterway accident when he was 16 years old."

Lu Fenghan briefly ordered: "Tell me."

"There are some relatively remote waterways in the Messier region, and the maintenance may not be in place. You know, the countless planetary explosions caused by the technological destruction before have left a mess of hidden dangers. His parents traveled far and took a civilian starship, Just happened to encounter a particle flow storm, the channel was severely damaged, the entire starship was blown up, and few people survived. This incident had a great impact. That's what the headlines are all about."

Lu Fenghan finished listening: "Continue."

"Later, he was admitted to Leto's military academy and entered the military according to the procedures. His superior was Disson, a lieutenant colonel, who had been promoting Wise. When Disson was transferred to the front line, Wise naturally followed the officer. Joined the Expeditionary Army. It is easy to accumulate military merits on the front line. Wise’s military rank has risen faster than ordinary soldiers. He is now a lieutenant colonel. Almost three months ago, because of injuries, Dyson reported that he was transferred back to Leto for retirement, but Just two months after returning to Leto, he died in a suspension car accident."

"A suspension car accident?"

"Yes, the official report is that the fully automatic operating system of the suspension vehicle is malfunctioning. But I speculate that it is more likely that the system has been hacked. If someone wants him to die, he will definitely not survive."

Vincent said with emotion, "There are very few people who don't operate fully automatic suspension vehicles. How easy it is to hack into the operating system and fake accidents to kill people."

Lu Fenghan's eyes fell on Qiyan who was looking for books on the bookshelf—this person was one of the "very few" who always asked to manually drive.

"Disson's line, you can stop. Since the person is dead, all traces must have been cleaned up." Lu Fenghan thought for a few seconds, "Don't move any more these days, so as not to be noticed by interested people."

"Yes," Vincent replied habitually, and then remembered, "By the way, I did it by hand. I really just did it by hand. I checked the prayer."

"Prayer?" Lu Fenghan's tone was somewhat dangerous.

After all, Vincent had been Lu Fenghan's adjutant for three years, and he knew his boss's tone very clearly. As soon as he heard it, he immediately knew that Lu Fenghan was a little displeased, and quickly said: "It's really just a matter of course! Another meaning! However, it turned out that it was a bit... strange."

Before Lu Fenghan could speak, Vincent quickly continued: "The information on Qiyan is very easy to find. He left Leto at the age of three and was sent to a very remote planet in the Messier region, where he lived with his grandparents. Live together. Then go to school and take exams step by step.

In his information, there are all transcripts, medical records, purchase records, and consumption records of entertainment activities, large and small, all of which are very detailed.Similarly, the information including his grandfather and grandmother is the same. "

Lu Fenghan's eyes moved slightly.

"Commander, have you noticed it too? The military has always done this kind of operation of deliberately making a person's information inconspicuous and written in detail."

Vincent was a little serious, "Besides, from the data, it is uncertain whether Qiyan's grandpa and grandma exist or not. If Qiyan didn't accept the care of his grandpa and grandma, then more than ten years ago , who is taking care of him? And in the end, does Qi Yan live in the Messier region, or has he always lived in another place?"

"and also--"

"There's no need to check any more." Lu Fenghan interrupted Vincent, and habitually fumbled for the pocket, but failed to find the cigarette.

Vincent still wanted to say something, but the words swirled around his mouth, and then he took it back.

He remembered that when he was on the front line of the Southern Cross region, he was suspected of leaking military secrets during an emergency mission.

In this case, the person with the highest title present has the power to execute on the spot.At that time, the person with the highest title and who judged him to have leaked the secret had just been transferred from Leto to the front line, and he didn't deal with Lu Fenghan very much.

Kneeling on the ground with his hands cuffed behind his back, he thought he was going to die.

Unexpectedly, Lu Fenghan dialed a video chat.

The image was disturbed by cosmic electromagnetic waves, making it somewhat blurred, but still clearly visible. Lu Fenghan's military uniform was a little wrinkled, with one hand leaning on the black metal gun barrel, the corners of his lips curled up, but his eyes were extremely cold.

He said every word: "The life of my subordinates is mine. Even if they are executed by shooting, I will do it myself. Otherwise, whoever dares to kill him, I will kill him."

That's why many people would say that Lu Fenghan is a standard jungle animal, extremely territorial and protective.

As for Qi Yan, he has obviously placed him within his protection range.

The people he protects are his.

There is no room for anyone to comment.

Overly conceited and submissive.

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Heart than a holographic projection~~

It's a little late today, but, look at my word count!Half an hour late for a reason! [Xian Xian has a strong desire to survive] I love you! ! !

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Continue to 300 red envelopes ~ Mijiu

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: GWH1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: analyze 1;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Abao Yaya Yaya Yaya, Tao Xiaochun, Nanshan Jimu, Yan Gu 2; Gong Changluo, Li Zeyun., blindliar, Ah Jiu, Changjiu, Shi Wen, Qcumber, Gu Lan, Chi Yanzhi, amp, and Wuwu have no name duck;