Chapter 289 Open Competition
Jiang Hui drew several cards in a row and found that they were all similar, with pictures and words. He tiredly piled up a thick stack: "This is..."
"I'll give you my recent homework for your reference. There's no need to return it. I printed it with a duplicator. But if you don't use it, break it into pieces and don't upload it to the Internet." Huan Xian reminded casually. road.
However, the other party rarely talks meaningless nonsense. If he adds such an explanation, then this is probably the bottom line of his requirements.
"Is this all your homework?" It's only been one month since school started. Is it because they have too little homework in the individual combat department? Jiang Hui feels a lot about himself.
But compared with the command department, it pales into insignificance.
Jiang Hui then took a closer look at the stack of information. It was tied very thickly with hemp rope. At the top was a stack of manuscripts as wide as a palm, and at the bottom were three packets of sealed bags of information. , should be used for classification. She couldn't help but be a little impressed. The people in the command department were all talented people, but they had so many manuscripts and homework just after the beginning of school. No wonder we rarely see them going out to socialize, probably because they don’t have time.
However, Jiang Hui was quite happy and thanked her, saying that this was exactly what she needed.
This friend is really reliable.
Hillman and Zhou Xiuwen were stunned, especially Hillman. After getting Huan Xian's consent, he also pulled out one and looked through it. After reading only a few paragraphs, his face became confused... What are these? !
It's hard to pronounce just by looking at it, but Huan Xian and other conductors can actually pick it out and analyze it and give examples. They learn these things day by day. No wonder all the conductors are so unpredictable. They must have been trained for these tasks when they were in school.
Of course, the more terrifying thing is Jiang Hui who asked Huan Xian for homework. Isn't this guy a student of the combat department? Why is he still studying the command department? Don’t they have enough homework? Hillman looked confused.
Sure enough, what is more terrifying than the academic master or the academic god is the academic paper, which will roll everyone to death when you don't know it.
Really, regardless of his strength, he only obeyed Jiang Hui in the individual combat department.
Hillman put the manuscript back into Jiang Hui's hand with awe, then quickly took it back as if he was afraid of disturbing something, grabbed a spoon, scooped up a big mouthful of brown rice, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Jiang Hui also had doubts on his face as he faced a certain manuscript that was almost thrown to the ground with a slap from Hillman's hand that was pulled back too quickly, and a face that seemed to have received a huge shock in an instant.
She shook her head. Hillman was indeed an early-school child who enrolled in preschool. His temperament was not stable enough, and he was a bit fussy.
After thanking Huan Xian again and again, Jiang Hui was about to stuff back the few scattered manuscripts he had pulled out and put them into his own space button, when he saw Clarence taking notes silently next to him. I don’t know when the classmate started looking at the manuscript in her hand.
Jiang Hui: ...
No, do you want it too? But she can't make the decision. Jiang Hui had to turn his head and cast a look at Huan Xian.
The other party did not refer to it clearly: "I will send it to you."
Clarence seemed to be a little unnatural and replied "Thank you", then paused and said with difficulty: "This weekend... ...There is a mecha competition on the main continent, and I happen to have a few spare tickets. Do you... want to go?" It can be seen that this person is not good at saying this kind of things to make friends, and his tone is quite good. He is so tough that people who are not familiar with him might think he is giving orders.
But everyone present has seen how awkward the other party can be, and they are quite used to it.
And what is this man talking about? The kind of mecha open competition that only mecha soldiers of a certain level can initiate? Those are almost all Category B or above events, which are not that common even in inner galaxies, let alone in resident galaxies.
This kind of event can already be said to be a hard-to-get ticket. Even online simulation live broadcast viewing tickets can be sold at high prices, let alone watching the game live. Clarence actually said that he would invite them to watch such a live game... If this was an order, then they would be happy to do so.
Although not all of the people present are fond of mechas, their professions or families are closely related to mechas, so they were all excited when they heard that they could watch the mecha open competition.
“Is it really possible?” Zhou Xiuwen looked at Clarence, his eyes bright.
Clarence seemed a little uncomfortable with such enthusiastic eyes, and nodded uncomfortably: "These tickets were sent by others. I can't use them all by myself. It would be a pity not to go."
Anyway, we are going to watch the Open. It would be a waste if these people don’t go.
After hearing this, the others didn't show any pretense, and the group decided to go watch this open game together on the weekend.
It just so happened that Jiang Hui planned to return to the mainland during the weekend. The Open is on Sunday, so she can go home on Friday night...
Jiang Hui planned carefully, and she didn't realize that several people couldn't help but become more and more different from the original discussion. After calming down, seeing her lost in her own thoughts, she felt a little helpless.
They have long discovered that Jiang Hui is not a talkative person. Although she is a little better than Clarence and Huan Xian, she is also the kind of person who thinks very carefully and rarely speaks when others don't talk to her. Of course, when it was time to explain and give instructions, the other party would not be stingy with his words, as if he were a different person. However, in real life, I am a really quiet person.
Just like this, in daily life, it will be inexplicably a bit out of touch. Sometimes people will fall into thoughts in a short period of time while talking, and you have no idea what she is thinking. Sometimes it's quite stressful to stay with such a person, and I feel like I'm not in the same world at all.
When Jiang Hui got out of her thoughts, she heard Hillman asking if she would also have a mecha practical class in the afternoon.
Yes, today is their first mecha practical class since the beginning of school. I had already taken a theoretical class before, but this time it was a practical class, which lasted for three full weeks.
Although Hillman is in the same squad, he is also fighting in the individual unit. In terms of arranging classes, the pace of classes one to three in the Combat Individual Department is quite consistent, but they each take their own courses. It is said that there will only be joint class exams at the end of the school year.
But as a student of the Department of Combat Individual Soldiers who was about to take practical classes, Hillman felt that he and Jiang Hui had something in common. Of course, so does classmate Clarence, but he is more timid and does not dare to talk to Clarence about this down-to-earth topic.
But it will be different if we invite Jiang Hui to talk. The other party might join in with more interest. Hillman's wishful thinking struck loud and clear.
(End of this chapter)