Xiang Minghua stared at it closely for a long time, and finally pointed at a few people from the Damocles Military Academy in the photo and said: “It’s probably their fault. Look at how happy these people are smiling.”
After saying that, he sighed a little. Putting aside the competition, these students are still a group of teenagers. They should be so happy and play around.
“They went to Ji Ci’s former residence.” Jie Yuman scrolled down and saw intermittent live videos from different tourists.
Before, Jie Yuman did not click on it first, but clicked on a video that was being broadcast live. Now there were many people watching it, and the teachers in the cafeteria were obviously watching it too.
“What are they looking at?” Xiang Minghua looked at the five people from Damocles Military Academy in the live broadcast.
The people from other military academies walked around the studio casually, raising their hands to take pictures and wander around. Only the people from Damocles Military Academy followed Ying Chenghe and stared at Ji Ci’s manuscript without moving.
Xiang Minghua shook his head: “Let’s just let Jin Ke watch the nonsense. Can those three mecha soldiers understand?”
Jie Yuman didn’t understand what they were up to, but these five people always had a lot of fun. She turned her eyes around the camera, it landed on Ying Xingjue, and she questioned in surprise: “Why is there a bandage on his palm?”
Xiang Minghua glanced at him and said, “Maybe these brats are deliberately imitating Ying Xingjue.”
In the camera, Ying Chenghe walked towards the next manuscript. The four from Damocles Military Academy followed immediately, with their hands behind their backs, and some with their hands crossed on their chests. In short, the four people looked at the manuscripts extremely seriously.
Yu Puxin, who was reading the manuscript next to him, turned his head and stared at them for a long time, obviously unable to understand what these people were thinking.
After Ying Chenghe finished walking around, Liao Runing breathed a sigh of relief, he was almost unable to breathe.
“Why did you change your light brain?” Jin Ke was the first to notice the difference.
“I just bought it at the library.” Wei San picked up her sleeves, “Does it look good? Ninety thousand star coins.”
“Isn’t it a cultural and creative store over there in the library? Are light brains so cheap?” Ying Chenghe turned around and asked.
When mentioning this matter, Wei San coughed and raised her chin: “The boss is my fan, 90,000 star coins, buy one get one free.” At this price, even the Empire Star can’t get it.
“Buy one, get one free?” Huo Xuanshan questioned after hearing this, “Sell the other 45,000 to me.”
“There’s none, I gave it to Ying Xingjue.” Wei San lowered her hand.
Liao Runing was in disbelief and countered sourly: “You gave it to Ying Xingjue? Why did you give it to him? Did he pay?”
Wei San was stunned: “……The boss pushed the light brain in front of him, so I gave it to him.”
The four people from the Damocles Military Academy looked at Wei San with questions in their eyes.
“……He said he would treat us to dinner later.” Wei San’s eyes dodged their questions.
“Really?” Liao Runing felt a little better, “That’s pretty good.”
Huo Xuanshan asked her: “Does the light brain have a shielding function?”
“Yes, this light brain originally cost 600,000 yuan.” Wei San felt the light brain in her hand and cherished it, “I will definitely use it for sixty years.” ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵