Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

Liang Tingnan always felt that the relationship between their general and Wen Chu was unusual, but he never thought it would be so unusual.

At this moment, he looked at Wen Chu, and then thought about that general who was ruthless in the army like a living king, and immediately felt a surge of respect for Wen Chu from the soles of his feet, straight to the top of the sky.

And sighed in my heart: Warriors...

When Wen Chu walked over with a dark face, the two of them took a step back in unison, giving way to others.

Wen Chu: "..."

He said helplessly, "I don't have the relationship with him as you think."

Liang Tingnan looked at him with a very subtle look, then said "Oh" meaningfully, raised his chin slightly and nodded: "I understand, I understand."

You know what!

Knowing that he couldn't explain clearly to them, Wen Chu glared at him and left the dormitory with his schoolbag to attend class in the teaching building.

The two put the unpacked things on the ground and followed.

At this time, there are still about ten minutes before the start of the first class, which is the time when the flow of people is the largest.

Wen Chu took a look around and saw that there were quite a few people.It is estimated that the scene just now will soon spread throughout the campus, and there are so many witnesses and evidences that he can't clear it up even if he jumps in.

But Liang Tingnan didn't have any eyesight, so he hooked Wen Chu's neck and asked in a low voice, "Are you both Alphas, or..." He looked Wen Chu up and down, and his voice dropped again, "Are you an Alpha?" Pretend to be an A?"

After he finished speaking, he realized something, and slowly let go of the hand hooking Wen Chu's neck. After all, AO can't be kissed, and this is the general's man!

Wen Chu glanced at him: "How about I punch you to see if I am an Omega?"

Liang Tingnan touched his chin and seriously thought about it: "Yes."

"...I'm Alpha," Wen Chu said seriously, "Pure and pure Alpha, don't use your mind to think about anything, ok?"

Liang Tingnan nodded immediately, hooked the man's neck again, and continued to ask: "How did those two Alphas get together? Are you in that..."

Wen Chu couldn't bear to shake off his hand, and walked forward quickly.

This matter spread faster than Wen Chu thought. When he first arrived in class, someone was discussing it.

"My God, I just said why I came to give him a water glass last time."

"He seems to have been living in someone's house."

"I don't know how to put it, this kind of food and drink relying on the face..."

"And he's still an Alpha, he really doesn't want anything for money."

"I guess it won't last long. How could someone like the general really fall in love with such a useless little boy."

Those people were sitting in the middle of the classroom discussing, Wen Chu didn't seem to hear, went straight to the corner of the last row and picked a seat.

I used to hear similar words from time to time when I was in school. At the beginning, I would be so angry that I wanted to punch someone.But then he probably listened too much, he couldn't just hit people whenever he saw them, and realized a problem - there are so many mentally retarded people in this world, there is no need to waste your precious time and energy on them.

Just as he put down his schoolbag, there was a loud noise behind him.

You don't have to look back to know who did it.

Liang Tingnan's carefree voice sounded in the classroom: "Hey, what are you talking about?"

Wen Chu turned his head and saw the arrogant Liang Tingnan and the arrogant Liang Tingbei, the table with a big hole in it, and a group of scattered people who instantly turned into quails.

Wen Chu: "..."

this scene.

Liang Tingnan seemed to want to continue looking for trouble, but Wen Chu went over and pulled him back: "It's not necessary."

Liang Tingnan said: "The general ordered at that time, if someone bullies you, let us fight back, anyway, the general will take care of you in the end. And they all said that, so I have to express it?"

When he heard Song Baifeng say this at the time, he didn't think much about it, he just thought it was the elder's love for the younger generation, and now he savored it carefully, it clearly had the sour smell of love inside and out.

"Class is coming soon," Wen Chu said, "don't waste time on it."

"Okay," Liang Tingnan leaned on the back of the chair, raised Erlang's legs, "I listen to you."

The table with the hole was carried away by those people, and then replaced with another table. It was finished just before the teacher came, and the class was not delayed.

Wen Chu originally thought that this matter would be over like this, but he forgot one person.

At noon, he had just packed a meal and put it on the dining table, and was about to call the two people over, but he caught a glimpse of several people coming towards him from the corner of his eye.

Wen Chu frowned, he looked at Song Zhi, picked up his plate and was about to leave.

"Don't dare to see me?" Song Zhi said.

"Who are you?" Liang Tingnan walked over while eating, with his head hooked indistinctly, and said vaguely, "Why don't you dare to see you?"

Liang Tingbei put the dinner plate on the table: "Let's talk after eating." He also put down the dinner plate in Wen Chu's hand.

"Oh, I'm starving to death," Liang Tingnan said, "No matter how you pick things up, you can't find a good time. It's time for me to eat."

He swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at Song Zhi: "What's the matter with you? Tell me quickly, finish talking and leave."

Song Zhi went to Wenchu's side: "No wonder my uncle is so weird recently, it's all because of you..."

"What is this?" Wen Chu was a little puzzled, "You said he was so weird recently, he just came back from the border recently, how did you know before? Don't make him seem to know you very well, don't put gold on your face .”

Liang Tingbei was next to him to make up the knife coolly: "The general basically doesn't talk to his family when he's at the border."

Song Zhi clenched his hands: "He is my uncle, of course I know what he was like before!"

Wen Chu laughed: "I remember you probably didn't spend as much time with him as I did. You said he was uncle, do you really treat him as a relative? Or is it an existence used to increase the family's prestige?"

Song Zhi blushed and said, "Of course they are relatives!"

"That's really nice to say, did you also treat me as a lover when you were in love with me?" Wen Chu said, "At the beginning, I was hanging on people and refused to agree, but in the end I picked and picked like an object. When I went bankrupt, I ran faster than anyone else, even if I had to play for one more day."

Every time Wen Chu said a word, Song Zhi's face turned pale, and he looked at the people around him who kept looking at them, but he didn't know how to refute, his chest heaved violently.

"Song Zhi," Wen Chu said, "you are really stupid and wicked."

"You..." Song Zhi was so angry that he stretched out his hand and waved it over.

The distance between the two was very close, but Song Zhi's hand stopped an inch away from Wen Chu.

With a "click", the bones of Song Zhi's wrist were dislocated, and his cold sweat immediately flowed down.

Liang Tingnan threw away Song Zhi's hand like throwing rubbish, threw him on the ground, then wiped Liang Tingbei's body in disgust, and said to Song Zhi in extreme horror: "Big guts! How dare you Dare to hit the general's wife!"

Wen Chu: "..."

Sometimes he really wanted to pry open the man's head to see what was inside.

Perhaps Liang Tingnan's appearance was so funny that the people who followed Song Zhi didn't think to help Song Zhi who was lying on the ground, and all lowered their heads and held back their laughter.

The people coming and going looked down at Song Zhi, then walked around and left.

As for Song Zhi... the expressions on his face can be described as wonderful.

The white and empty room was filled with hoarse quarrels, any proposal or reform, each word could have hundreds of meanings, and then the debate continued endlessly.

These people can quarrel over anything big.

Song Baifeng was lazily leaning on the soft chair, tapping his fingertips on the round marble tabletop in front of him boredly, listening to the noise around him, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Outside the window are lush trees and beautiful flowers, and occasionally the chirping of birds can be heard.This cry reminded him of Wen Chu talking in his ear.

Song Baifeng glanced at the clock hanging on the wall next to him, it was already lunch time, and if the quarrel continued, these people's spitting stars would flood the place.

Those people seemed to be tired from the noise, their voices gradually faded away, and they still didn't forget to glance at Song Baifeng, they had lost track of the time because of the quarrel just now, shouldn't this person usually feel impatient and want to end the meeting, how come now Nothing at all?

There was only one voice left in the room: "The amount of taxation is already high enough. If it is raised further, it will definitely affect the quality of life of the people."

Another retorted: "Where does the money come from if we don't raise it? The treasury is empty, the borders are disturbed, and the war alone costs a lot of money. You put it lightly, and you don't know how to save money."

"Speaking of which, I am also a little confused." Song Baifeng raised his eyelids and looked at the person who spoke just now. "The money allocated to us every year is only a little. There are pitifully few weapons, no funds for research and development, and the wages of soldiers hit a new low. We take The military department has already saved so much money when aiming at the enemy's cannon while holding a rifle/gun. Members, where did the money go?"

"Oh," Song Baifeng laughed, and said straight to the point, "Didn't it go into everyone's pocket?"

The voice fell, and the room that was a little quiet just now became noisy again.

"Major General Song," the man emphasized his position, "that's not what he said."

"The general sent me back," Song Baifeng said, "meaning that I can act as his representative."

"Ha, that general is really crazy, what can a person who has just turned 30 understand?"

Song Baifeng tapped on the table, making the room gradually quiet: "I'm in a good mood today, and I don't want to argue with you."

He stood up: "The Freedom Army is still rampant in the imperial capital. According to investigations, they have recently purchased a large number of weapons. The military transfer order was given to me. I have to transfer part of the army. At the same time, I need some funds to prepare weapons."

Before those people could refute, Song Baifeng said again: "If you don't agree, there is nothing you can do. Anyway, the military has no money and no weapons, so you can continue to guard the border. You don't have to die when the Free Army comes over."

There was silence in the room, whether it was asking for money or a military transfer order, it was not a pleasant thing for them.

They knew about Song Baifeng's ability, otherwise they wouldn't have sat with a group of gray-haired people at such a young age.The military transfer order is undoubtedly a huge threat to him.

Money can be allocated to the military...

And reluctant, I don't know when the war will start or end, who knows how much it will cost, this is a bottomless pit.

But you can't let the enemy hit you.

If the Freedom Army hadn't been too rampant recently, threatening their safety at close range, these people might not care at all.

After a lengthy silence, someone finally said: "Weapons are not enough, you can send more people over, the Federation soldiers can't even beat a small free army."

It means that if the military transfer order is given to you, people can come over, but if you give money... it won't work.

Once they touch the more important bottom line, they will not hesitate to abandon the last "bottom line" they insisted on.

Song Baifeng laughed in his heart, which was exactly what he wanted.

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