The child, who has been growing up recently, rushed over as soon as he saw Jiang Hui and others, as excited as if he was going on an outing.
He didn't notice that all of them looked serious, as if they were talking about some important topic.
But soon he also realized that something was wrong: "Ah Hui, why, why didn't you look like you lost a lot of weight all night?"
The people next to him also looked worried.
Because it was really obvious that it had only been one night - yesterday they had gathered together for a while to rush for class, but today when we meet again, Jiang Hui seems to have lost a lot of weight overnight, and the bones on his face are becoming more and more jagged due to dehydration and obvious weight loss.
This symptom seems quite bizarre even in the interstellar world. Something must have happened to her yesterday that had a huge impact on her body functions.
"Classmate Jiang, do you want to take a leave of absence and go to the medical office? I won't go to class today." Zhou Xiuwen said seriously. Yesterday, he saw something was wrong with Jiang Hui's condition, weak and tired.
Unexpectedly, she seemed to be even more serious after one night, and her whole body was a little out of shape.
The medical conditions here in Interstellar are very good. Basically, most diseases that are not caused by genes or viruses can be treated. There is almost no concept of terminal illness here. More people die from organ failure or pathogens. various sequelae.
Moreover, most interstellar humans have very good physical fitness, and even children rarely get sick. For someone like Jiang Hui who lost more than five or six pounds in one night, there is something wrong with the body that is visible to the naked eye.
Under such circumstances, today's class naturally becomes irrelevant.
Jiang Hui waved his hands and expressed for the third time that there was really nothing uncomfortable about him.
By the way, she was shocked when she woke up in the morning. She was top-heavy, sweating a lot, and her whole body was sticky. Her feet were also light. She thought it was because she slept for too long, because she lay down at about 7 o'clock last night and slept until about 6 o'clock in the morning. After eleven hours, her head felt heavy.
She saw that the time had not passed before she got up and washed up. She planned to pack up and go out early. She didn't want to look up in the mirror and almost didn't recognize who was in the mirror. Who is this? !
It took a while for Jiang Hui to accept that the person in the mirror who was so thin that her cheekbones were almost showing was her. She thought she had traveled through time again after sleeping.
But who can tell her what happened last night? How can she lose so much weight after sleeping for more than ten hours?
Jiang Hui looked at his arm with only a handful of bones left and the empty uniform on his body, and fell into deep thought. Is it really because of what happened in the consciousness space last night?
However, apart from the sudden weight loss and a slight feeling of deficiency of Qi and blood, Jiang Hui had no other discomfort. On the contrary, she was quite energetic, much better than the inexplicable lethargy she had suffered a few days ago.
So this morning she took care of herself and went out as usual. As expected, she was questioned by her friends. Jiang Hui himself couldn't explain what was going on. Naturally, he didn't know how to explain it to several people. He could only try his best to tell them that there was really nothing wrong with him.
And Hillman's arrival obviously didn't bring her the slightest buffer. There was one more person talking about her, but how could she be willing to turn back after she had come this far?
"Didi——"
Jiang Hui lowered his head and looked at it. It was a letter from Stark. The other party told her that Therapist Lu would come back early from business today and would be on duty in the afternoon, and asked her to go over and check him out in the afternoon.
This coincided with her intention, and Jiang Hui quickly used this as a "gold medal to avoid death", temporarily blocking the protests of his friends.
However, a few people were a little dissatisfied with her perfunctory approach, but they couldn't say anything to her, so they had to give up.
A few people just walked towards the Great Hall without a ride. This major class is probably the largest class ever launched by the school. Ordinary classrooms and even conference rooms cannot meet its needs, so the school has approved dedicated auditoriums for major events for teachers and students to use.
Yes, there were teachers and some specially invited members of the public attending the class this time, so Hillman would have regretted that his father happened to be on a business trip and could not make it to this event, otherwise the other party would have been among the spectators.
"This class is too difficult to get. Only a few hundred people in the first grade got the quota. I heard that there were a few class teachers in the mecha department who helped get a quota, but they only helped get a hundred or so. Some classes only had a fraction of the quota. Someone grabbed it." Hillman, a PHS person, really knows a little bit about everything, but in one day, he found out all the anecdotes related to this class-stealing incident.
"Is it really the teacher who is trying to help? I thought they were just joking." Zhou Xiuwen didn't pay much attention to this kind of thing, and he didn't explore the truth after hearing about it.
"Yes, isn't that right? Otherwise, why would the school's network crash? I heard that except for the random part, the rest are distributed through separate ports, just to allow teachers of each grade to operate according to their needs." Although this is a bit false, but Seats are limited, and they cannot really let students operate freely.
You must know that there are experts among students. If the loopholes are exploited and abused, it will be really unfair, and it can easily lead to uneven distribution of resources. Therefore, the school has set up two different ways of allocating quotas.
The first is the truly random part, which is selected by the system in advance so that they can smoothly enter and check the courses. The ports for this group of people are set up and there will be no obstructions, and the so-called blurry screen is the unselected part.
The remaining postponements will be allocated according to points, and representatives from professional teachers of each grade will be sent to pick and choose. Those with fast enough hands and more flexible operations can choose more first, and those who are slower will not be unable to choose none. There is an upper limit and a lower limit, which is fair.
This Hillman was also heard from his father during a phone call later. Fortunately, they had Huan Xian, otherwise they would have resigned themselves to fate in the end.
"Classmate Jiang, who is in your class? Those are the only ones in my class. I think you are familiar with them." Hillman asked.
There are many students in the Department of Combat Individual Soldiers, and it is not a key course that needs to be taken, so naturally there are not many students assigned to it. If we divide one point into each class, it is already very good to have a few students in each class.
Class 1, Class 2 and Class 3 are each allocated five places. Class 1 naturally selected the ones with the best overall scores, and they were not even selected. There is no doubt that those students were familiar faces, so Hillman would say that they were familiar faces. Because Jiang Hui had already been selected, she didn't pay attention to how the seats were allocated in the class. She only knew that there were a few familiar faces. She and Clarence both got their own seats, so there were seven more in their class. The above quota.
Jiang Hui was about to say something when he noticed a familiar figure in front of him, that was——
"Didn't you read the notice from the school and it said there is no restriction on majors? Can't you see it now?"
(End of chapter)
