Congratulations to the lazy worm for being a father [Zerg]

Looking at the picture of Sugar seriously opening the lid, the time seemed to go back half a month ago, Victor couldn't help feeling how fast the days passed.

Perhaps because of professional reasons, the new roommate has a "shy" personality (Dawu), and he will bow his head in "shyness" when greeting (Dawu+1). Except for class, he spends the rest of the time in the room quietly "reading and studying" (Dawu +2), and Morey are completely two extremes.

Victor would not look at other bugs with colored eyes, nor would he look down on liberal arts or research students like some reserve members of the Joint Operations Department, thinking that they were timid and afraid of death, and would only hide behind and play tricks.

Xiongfu said that there is no distinction between good and bad majors, but different responsibilities. There is always something worth learning from other insects. Victor deeply agrees.

In actual combat, he has the upper hand, and doing research is indeed inferior to research-oriented talents.

On the other hand, Sugar was so excited beyond words when he ate the boxed lunch brought back by his good roommate.

As the empty stomach was filled, the energy was replenished, the body and heart felt warm, and the whole worm came alive.

Because of the oolong when we first met and Victor is the super-insect idol of the third hospital, Huger had to desperately reduce his sense of existence. Every time he opened the door, he wanted to lie on it to hear whether Victor was there, for fear that he would settle accounts with him.

It wasn't until the two worms met again that Sugar realized that he was worrying too much.

Blessed by the Goddess of the Starry Sky, my good roommate didn't know that I saw his insect pattern.

This is life-saving good news. Finally, I don't have to worry about being rubbed on the ground by the military female.

Since then, Sugar no longer avoids Victor, but because of the guilt caused by peeping, he always feels guilty in front of Victor, making Victor mistakenly think that Sugar is a shy female.

The alarm in the dormitory was successfully lifted, and once the mood stabilized, the laziness came up again.

Looking at the steaming heat in front of my eyes, and eating less and less food, I couldn't bear it.

Huge subconsciously slowed down his movements, savoring every bite carefully, as if he was eating some rare delicacy, even swallowing it seemed reluctant to part.

Only when you have been hungry can you know the value of food.

A boxed lunch in the canteen of the military academy gave the impression of a ten-star palace banquet.

It's a pity that no matter how slowly he eats, the meal will always be finished.

Sugar put down his chopsticks and licked the corner of his mouth.

Stomach is full but heart is empty, and the days are terrible when there is only one meal left.

The lunch box was thrown into the trash can casually, and Sugar was just about to go back to the house, when Victor happened to come out to pour water, those black eyes immediately seemed to be smeared with super glue, and they stuck firmly without blinking.

Victor was very vigilant, and when he noticed that someone was looking at him, he turned his head and met the round and bright black eyes.

In the bottomless eyes, the light called longing couldn't help flickering, but Ben Chong seemed hesitant to speak, which made Victor feel "so shy as a roommate" again.

He thought that Sugar was not full, but he was reluctant to open his mouth, so he took out two chocolate bars from his pocket and handed them to him—the instructor forcefully stuffed them for him when he was an assistant teaching assistant in shooting practice in the afternoon.

"I'm full." Although he said this on his mouth, his body was very honest.

Sugar graciously accepted the chocolate, held it in his palm, and made an important decision at the same time.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "If possible, can I trouble you to bring me lunch tomorrow?"

I have class at [-]:[-] in the morning, and I have to get up after [-]:[-], rush to the cafeteria to have breakfast, then go to the teaching building for class, go to the cafeteria to have lunch at noon, return to the dormitory, go to the cafeteria for dinner, and then go back to the dormitory. I run several times a day. The key is The thief is far away.

From the dormitory to the cafeteria, you need to cross the entire college diagonally, eat for 10 minutes, and walk for an hour. The precious time is wasted on the road. Huge has reason to believe that he has overslept and missed dinner many times. The main reason is that his subconscious mind is too far away. Reject the cafeteria.

The military history research major belongs to the Department of Literature and History, a type of social science. Except for professional courses and public basic courses, it does not involve the practical courses of the Department of Joint Operations.

If you only want to graduate, do not do research, and do not publish papers to enter the research institute—such as Huge, you have half a day of class every morning, and the rest of the time is free.

In the past, Sugar always felt that campus life was almost meaningless, but he didn't know where the difference was. After eating two lunches, he finally understood!

A truly nourishing campus life should be: go back to the dormitory after class and take a nice nap, casually flip through books in the lazy sunshine, take a short rest after dinner, take a bath and climb into bed.

There is no cafeteria!

There is no difference between the two, except for a good roommate who can bring him meals!

Keeping a low profile until graduation is the small goal Huge set for himself, and he is too lazy to care about the goals. Only the two-point and one-line life in the dormitory classroom can reflect the true meaning of "mixing".

Victor didn't know what Sugar was thinking. He thought that the roommate who was bored in the house all day was a research-type worm. He had seen similar worms when he was on a protection mission last year. One word, house.

So when Sugar asked to bring a meal, Victor was only taken aback for a moment, and then relieved: "I'm busy tomorrow morning, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back at noon, so I can only bring you dinner."

Originally, he asked casually with the idea of ​​"success, no loss", but he didn't expect Victor to agree.

The surprise came so suddenly, Sugar opened his eyes incredulously, his little heart was pounding with excitement, he looked back at his good roommate, showed a satisfied and sweet smile, and nodded vigorously: "Then I will trouble you."

With a polite and polite attitude, paired with cute facial features and small dimples, it is easy to make Chong feel good.

Especially those dark and bright eyes, as bright and deep as a starry sky, seem to be sucked in after staring for a long time.

Victor didn't realize that he lost his mind for a moment, but he even believed that Huger was a simple-minded young worm. He smiled so contentedly when he brought a meal, and everything he thought was written on his face. Fortunately, he was engaged in military history research, otherwise he would be bullied .

What a worm, the best roommate in the college, I don't accept any rebuttals, I feel so happy to have such a worm by my side!

Sugar watched his good roommate leave with a water glass, gave him 520 likes, and made up his mind at the same time not to reveal the identity of the male bug anyway, otherwise it would drag Victor down.

At this moment, the principle of leaving nothing to chance quietly opened a tiny invisible crack where the deity didn't pay attention.

Sugar didn't notice that this was the first time since he pretended to be a female, from the perspective of other bugs, he firmly kept the idea of ​​​​a secret.

Research Institute of the Third Military Academy——

In a certain office, a stack of test papers lay crookedly against the table legs like waste paper, floating everywhere.

Noah, who was wearing a white coat, was lying on the table. A corner of the wide, barely tidy desktop was emptied, and a test paper was spread on it.

The test papers he prepared for Sugar did not follow the rule from simple to difficult, but a mixture of difficult and easy, with peaks and valleys. How to quickly judge the degree of difficulty and make a choice is the key to taking the test.

Only in this way can you get a high score in a limited time.

Solving the problems in order is the most stupid way, there is no one, because the first half of the questions are not particularly difficult, they belong to the kind that can be solved, but not easy to solve, step by step will waste a lot of time, it is better to skip and choose the latter is simpler and more Questions with the same score.

Sugar lived up to Freeman's praise in front of Noah. He answered seven of the ten questions in the entire test paper.

Don't think that there are only seven questions, and graduates from the mathematics department of the Third Academy have to be top-notch to survive at this level.

The remaining three questions, one of which is the subject branch of Noah's Blue Star Bella Award, is not something that can be solved in just 10 minutes. Huge found the general direction in 10 minutes, and the rough start is already over. It was a surprise, and the other two were nonsense traps, and it was impossible to solve them at all.

After reading the test paper, Noah leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, raised the corners of his lips proudly, pinched the corner of the test paper with his right hand and lifted it gently.

With the help of the light, it can be clearly seen that there is no trace in the blank space of the trap question, which means that the answerer gave up immediately after reading the question, without even trying.

Judgment is pretty good.

The job of an intelligence analysis expert is to make accurate judgments within a given time or scope, to ensure the absolute interests of one's own side, and it is most taboo to grasp everything at once.

Knowing the trade-offs is an essential quality for intelligence analysts, and even in some aspects, the priority of trade-offs is higher than that of screening.

Sugar obviously met Noah's request, and the next step can be planned.

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The author has something to say:

It is said that there will be fewer messages from little angels during long holidays, so let’s try another chapter~

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival + National Day together!

One more at 12:15, two more at [-]:[-]