Become a Two-dimensional hero

"You look like a dog in military uniform." Mo Er commented on Mozart on the opposite side of the screen.

"If you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them!" Mozart rolled his eyes.

"My Chinese score is A+, where is the toy I lent you?"

"Here, here, look at the head of the bed, is it conspicuous?" Mozart moved his wrist lightly, turning his view to the toy peregrine falcon beside the bed.

Mo Er was satisfied.

"Mo Er, come and help." Mo Jun flashed across the video screen carrying the box.

Mozart asked suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

"Moving! We're going to Jupiter."

Mozart felt a little regretful: "Shouldn't Baishaxing's house be abandoned?" At least he had more than ten days' memories there.

"How is it possible? It's only temporary. Maybe I will go back in the future."

Mo Jun called "Mo Er" again, and Mo Er hurriedly said goodbye: "I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to help."

Mozart waved to him: "Be careful, don't break your thin arms."

The conversation between the two ended when Mo Er rolled his eyes.

Not long after hanging up the communication, Mozart stretched, and Wei Qian opened the balcony door on time.

Seeing that Mozart was still dressed, Wei Qian urged, "Why are you still not well, go quickly, General Wen Mu will come in person, you must not be late."

The summer training has ended, and today is the first Friday of the school year. As usual, Admiral Wen Mu, who is the star of this year's galaxy, will give a speech for freshmen as the school's honorary graduates.

Mozart put on his military uniform jacket unhurriedly: "What's the hurry, it's still early."

"What a ghost! Gather at a quarter past seven, there are still 15 minutes!"

Mozart: "??? Isn't the speech starting at eight o'clock!"

Wei Qian gritted his teeth: "Eight o'clock is the time for Admiral Wen Mu to arrive. If you can become a galaxy star in the future to give a freshman speech, you can also arrive at eight o'clock."

Mozart looked down at the time on his watch, and another 3 minutes passed between the two of them talking nonsense, and there were only [-] minutes left. Mozart finally realized that time was running out, hurriedly put on his clothes, and followed Wei Qian out like the wind. up.

After more than ten days of physical training, especially Chen Chong's special care, not to mention Mo Zha's special aspects, he has definitely improved in quality in running. He still has 3 minutes to go to the cafeteria to buy an omelette after [-] minutes. dangling.

Wei Qian was dumbfounded. All the S-ranks in the past were dragons and phoenixes. Is the one next to him mutated?It's just a mess.

When the two ran to the auditorium, Chen Chong was blocking the door and watching the countdown. He looked at the two people rushing over and said: "Three, two, one."

Mozart stepped on the word "one" and swallowed the omelette in his mouth, and walked into the auditorium.

Chen Chong didn't catch the clue and could only stare at him.Mozart had suffered so many days of sniping, and his face had improved a lot. Under Chen Chong's intimidating gaze, he slowly chewed the cake in his mouth.

Wei Qian watched the whole process from the sidelines, and couldn't help sighing that he still underestimated him. After all, he is an S-level, at least in terms of thick skin, there is no one who can surpass him.

The two found their positions and stood up. They were still at the end of the line, and Mozart saw Qin Tian, ​​who was at the head of the line, in the distance.He couldn't help feeling in his heart: "Although I didn't catch up with Qin Tian's speech 20 years later, it's not bad to listen to the speech with the male god 20 years ago."

The freshmen were divided into three squares, led by Chen Chong, Lu Zhen, and Wu Lin respectively.Everyone, whether students or teachers, was dressed in a very uniform, uniform dark green military uniform.The micro-patch on the chests of the freshmen is the school badge, which is a lifelike sculpture of a young eagle with half-open wings, as if it is about to soar into the sky at any time.That's why the First Federal Military Academy is also called Eagle's Nest.

The teachers wore medals representing their respective honors on their chests. Mozart took a quick look, and it turned out that Teacher Wu Lin had the most medals.Chen Chong and Lu Zhen were on par.

The pattern on everyone's military caps is the same, it is a silver star, and there are two small stars stacked in the middle of the star. It is the national emblem of the Interstellar Federation Republic, implying a new era of shining stars.

Chen Chong patrolled the queue back and forth, for fear that something might go wrong with these bastards.When he walked up to Mozart, he didn't know if he was deliberately finding fault. He was picky about Mozart: "Shout out and belly in, what does it look like?"

"The center of gravity of both feet should be balanced. If you tilt a little more, you will be in Lu Zhen's class."

"No way, are you boneless? Shall I find a pole for you to stick on?"

Mozart, who had adjusted his military posture several times back and forth, still couldn't get Chen Chong's approval. He gritted his teeth and hated secretly: "It's your fault that you can't win the championship." Adjust your posture.

Lu Zhen couldn't stand it anymore, and came over to persuade him, "It's almost there."

Chen Chong stared: "It's far away, this kid can't do without practice." It's fine to step in, and dare to eat cakes in front of him!He didn't even have time to eat breakfast, the brat!

Seeing the excitement here, Wu Lin also came over, jokingly said, "Hey, what's the matter, this is, let's join a table to play mahjong, will you take me?"

Chen Chong, who had been aggressive at first, lost his temper the moment he saw Wu Lin. It was reflected in the sound volume. The class next door who was training Mozart could hear it clearly.

As Wu Lin got closer to him, his volume became lower and lower.When Wu Lin stood still in front of him, his voice was already too low to be heard.

Mozart couldn't help squinting at what Chen Cong was doing, and then he saw a strange scene of a strong man with wheat-colored skin and a shy face.

Mozart: "..." It really is Concubine Yu, I am really blind.

Lu Zhen explained it to Wu Lin, and Wu Lin was amazed: "Chen Chong, you've really come back from life. You were just scolded by General Cui a few days ago, don't you think it's not enough? Now you're still looking for students to vent your anger." She Turning around to see who this unlucky student was, he saw a somewhat familiar face.

Wu Lin recalled for a while: "Are you...?" She thought about it, but she didn't find the name from the memory to match the boy in front of her.

Without waiting for Mozart to introduce himself, Chen Chong answered: "S-level freshmen, there is no classmate Yu."

Speaking of S-level, Wu Lin suddenly realized, she finally remembered that it was this boy who stood with Qin Tian a few days ago, but... no rain?How does this name sound like it was chosen randomly.

"No rain?" Lu Zhen, who was also surprised, asked first, and then he realized that it was probably a homonym of Mo Youyu. Lu Zhen was speechless for a while: "Mr. Chen...don't give students random nicknames."

Chen Chong refused to accept it: "Why is it blind? Your class is still going to rain. I think this Mecha Fighting Competition is a showdown like the weather forecast."

Wu Lin couldn't help laughing: "There is also a powerful freshman Wu Feng in my class. There is no wind, haha. It really is a duel like the weather forecast. I saw that there is no wind, it will rain next, or it will be sunny and there will be no rain."

Listening to the complaints of the three teachers, Mozart thought to himself that the result is obvious, the champion must be sunny!My fans are so blindly confident!As for myself?Mozart said that as long as he is not eliminated in the first round, it is his greatest success.

The hour hand reached eight o'clock unknowingly, and the sound of uniform footsteps came from outside the auditorium. The three teachers quickly silenced, and each returned to stand in front of their class.

The door of the auditorium opened with a "click". After a month of military training, the freshmen had already possessed the discipline and quality that soldiers should have. No one turned their heads to look around. They looked ahead and waited until Wen Mu and Cui Jian sat down on the rostrum. , led by the teacher, everyone gave a military salute together.

They moved neatly, and their young faces showed the blood of a soldier.Cui Jian and Wen Mu nodded in satisfaction. New blood flowed into the heart of the Republic continuously, injecting enduring vitality into this huge interstellar federation.

With a sound of "Libi", when everyone's military boots touched, there was no noise from the collision of leather boots of more than 3000 people, as if it was made by one person.

As the principal, Cui Jian spoke first: "Students, I am your principal Cui Jian. You are a different class. I can say that since the establishment of our school, nothing like this has ever happened. One of you Thousands of freshmen, in Baishaxing, faced the terrorists - the centipede organization. The situation is urgent, I issued an order to evacuate the people, and you have not even officially enrolled, but you are doing very well, really well, Without you, Baisha Star would have suffered several times the number of casualties. On behalf of the military and the people of Baisha Star, I would like to express my sincerest thanks to all the students who were alive, dead, and injured and couldn’t be present. You are the pride of Eagle’s Nest .”

This middle-aged man, who was always smiling, had a solemn face. He stood up and saluted all the freshmen. Wen Mu stood up and saluted together.

The scene was silent, and Mozart noticed that there were tears in Wei Qian's eyes. He suddenly realized that Wei Qian's indifference all along was just a disguise. That's right, the classmate he was with day and night became a cold one on the death list. The name, how could it not be sad.

Although Mozart did not know those freshmen who died, he was also affected by the emotions of the people present. Wei Qian was not the only one who secretly cried, but they still maintained their military posture. No one wiped their tears. They just raised their faces slightly and let the tears pass by. cheek.

Mozart suddenly felt that he was carrying something heavy on his shoulders, which was a responsibility.For the first time, he realized that with the Peregrine Falcon, he could do things that others couldn't. If he had acted earlier on Baisha Planet, wouldn't those freshmen have died?

No one knew the answer, and Mozart could only imagine the unchangeable result full of regret.

"Mozart, be a hero!" The voice of a peregrine suddenly sounded in his mind.

Mozart murmured: "Are you a hero..." His voice was very soft, only he and the breeze blowing the broken hair on his forehead could hear a little bit.

The author has something to say: There is still a long way to go before being a hero without Yu, probably no one can guess who his real fighting teacher is~