Chapter 286 After the Game
"Didi...Didi——" The display clock had just passed six o'clock and one day, and the sky had just dawned, but there was no one on the bed, and the dark quilts were folded haphazardly. Put it on the end of the bed.
This is a very simple room. There are not many unnecessary decorations. Even the curtains that many students don’t like have not been replaced. The white flowers complement the gray and white in the room. .
The only thing that can be said to be out of place in the room is probably a heavy work table. This workbench occupies a large area, taking up almost half of the dormitory. It is filled with scattered parts, and its original appearance is no longer visible. There are thick books on the corners, but it looks strange from the outside. It looks new, and doesn't seem to have been turned over much.
There are also densely packed tomes on the bookshelf, which shows how much the owner of the room loves reading. However, there is a space in the middle of the shelf, and a small trophy is placed in the middle. It is marked as the winner of the Class D competition of Beskar Intermediate College in XX and the second class of the Combat Individual Department in XX, Jiang Hui.
Next to it is a freeze-frame photo of traditional old culture. The pixels and clarity are far inferior to those of a stereoscopic photo, but it is very artistic.
The above is a group photo of five people, although everyone is in a mess and their training clothes are in tatters. Jiang Hui was even unable to stand up, being held up by Zhou Xiuwen and Hillman, one on the left and the other on the right, like good brothers. However, everyone inside could see that it was quite funny, including the one who seemed to have never laughed before. Clarence.
Jiang Hui came out of the bathroom, freshly washed, her eyes were clear, and she didn't look like she had just woken up. Today was the weekend, so she didn't wear her school uniform and found something more comfortable. She opened the curtain, casually sat on the small sofa next to her and started reading today's Star News.
She habitually slipped the optical brain with her fingertips. Suddenly she felt that her current schedule seemed to rely too much on the optical brain, as if she had become an interstellar version of an alternative electronic waste, and began to consider subscribing to paper. The need for a quality edition of The Star.
However, when she thought about the pricing she had seen before, she felt that it was too wasteful. For her, it was just a passing thing, and the paper version obviously had much less content than the electronic version. It would be too much to throw it away after reading it. Wasted. No matter how much money is made, it's not made like this, not to mention she doesn't have much money at all, it's just enough.
Three weeks had passed since the orienteering race. Later, Jiang Hui's leg injury alone lasted for a week. At that time, she was scolded by the sister of the school doctor, and she was not even given a photon suture when she was doing it. Good look. Fortunately, there were no sequelae in the end, which made Captain Stark, who escorted him all the way to the medical office, look a little calmer and no longer so scary.
However, Jiang Hui was really happy after the simple award ceremony. After all, this was an honor she had earned herself.
The bonus and the quota for customized mechas have been sent to her personal account. The former was quite generous, and it was the first time she had earned money on her own in this new world, which made her feel at ease. As for the quotas for customized mechas, club memberships, and summer camp experience coupons, they all exist in the form of electronic tickets. They are in the same column as the house purchase qualifications sent by Harus before. It seems that there is no real sense in counting them. Anyway, they are not used for the time being. superior.
However, it was a pity that there was no team honor in this game, so everyone was given a customized badge with their team number printed on it. If there is no team, it is just a badge. The school is quite humane.
She shamelessly took the last photo with the help of Stark. After the photo was taken, she was kidnapped and taken away. Jiang Hui still can’t forget that Stark looked at her injured leg. That dark face.
God knows the other class teachers and students looked at it and said, 'Oh, the class teacher of her class is not so happy after winning the first place, who can show this?'... Maybe they thought the two of them were just showing off.
Because this competition is of great educational significance and reflects many problems, the school also specially set aside two weeks to give teachers and students in each class a break and review.
This is naturally another "execution ground". Even Jiang Hui, a guy who thought he had done his best, was criticized and corrected by various criticisms. Naturally, other students were not much better. They didn’t start learning anything new until classes officially resumed in the third week.
Schools are actually the same thing no matter where they are. The same goes for military majors, which are divided into cultural theory courses and practical courses. The latter is still the focus of everyone. So far, they have only taken two shooting practical courses.
However, I heard that there will be a practical class on mechas next week, which they have not experienced since the beginning of the school year. Everyone is very excited. On the last day of the third week of classes, I heard the freshmen discussing and speculating non-stop. .
Jiang Hui was also quite curious, but the person she was closest to was her classmate Clarence. Both of them are very independent and do their own thing. It's really hard to imagine these two people getting together to discuss the new mecha and their expectations for the next mecha class.
However, after experiencing that game, the other party's attitude has really softened a lot, and at least sometimes he will take the initiative to say hello when he sees her. One time she went to recheck the other person and helped leave class notes and assignments.
Of course, Zhou Xiuwen and Hillman came more often during the days when she was at the medical office. Jiang Hui also took the opportunity to ask Zhou Xiuwen about the so-called principles of spiritual power transmission. I didn’t have time to learn it during the competition, but if I start learning it now that I have the opportunity, I can use it directly next time.
In terms of preparation, Jiang Hui never allows himself to lag behind others.
A simple summary is that in the past three weeks of school, Jiang Hui's life has been compact but relatively leisurely.
But she has a problem now.
After finishing reading the Star News column fixed on the optical computer, Jiang Hui came back to his senses. He looked at the time and saw that it was still early. It seemed a little too early to have breakfast, so he took out the workbench and set up the latest That tome above.
The name of the book is "Conducting and the Art".
The name seems quite unreliable, and the content is even more unreliable. It can’t even be called a popular science book, and I don’t know how it got into the school library. Even those who didn't learn to conduct would feel unreliable, let alone those who really learned to conduct.
If there was a suggestion box, she would have to submit a suggestion to kick this book out of the reference library. It's really ridiculous. Even if she is a fast reader, she can't waste time like this. Reading for one more second feels like a waste.
But it’s not the school’s fault. It seems that these are the only books on conducting in the library. Jiang Hui has retrieved nearly thirty related books in the past three weeks. They are either unreliable or have extremely borderline descriptions. There are few books that will increase your knowledge. They are all stories and art...
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