The testing process is long or short. After all, there are still a certain number of instruments tested, and since they are manufactured by the equipment department, each instrument has flaws that make people want to complain strongly. .
For example, a treadmill with a top speed of 360 kilometers per hour.
Mo Qiuran was immediately shocked when he heard Fengel's introduction. A speed of 360 kilometers per hour, converted to a maximum speed of 100 meters per second?
"Is this the speed that a normal person... a normal mixed-race can run without a word spirit and only with boiling dragon blood?" Mo Qiuran's face was full of doubts, and he looked at the treadmill with a huge "body", "They How did you make this thing and install a supercar engine directly on it?”
"It seems that your brain circuit, junior, is somewhat similar to that of those lunatics in the equipment department. Maybe you can consider interning in the equipment department in the future!" Fingel looked at him in amazement, "Yes, according to them It’s said that the supercar’s engine was removed and modified!”
"In this case, it's not impossible to consider..." Mo Qiuran fell into deep thought.
"Okay, let's continue the test!" Fingel said quickly. For some reason, he suddenly felt that he had come up with a very dangerous idea.
The subsequent testing process was basically the same. Chu Zihang tested first and then Mo Qiuran continued. After the test, it was almost noon. Fingel said that he would take them to see the student cafeteria later. Special dishes, so Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang, who were sweating profusely, went to take a shower and change clothes in the training room.
"Is such a test necessary?" After the two left, Fingel looked at Professor Schneider who was flipping through two documents and suddenly said, "Chu Zihang may have tried his best, but Mo Qiuran...he is basically Looking at Chu Zihang's data for comparison, I feel like he didn't even exert any force."
"It's not necessary, but it must be done. Norma needs a result. At least such a test result is absolutely qualified, even excellent." Professor Schneider shook the two documents in his hand. With all the test data of Mo Qiuran, Norma's work efficiency was naturally to complete all the analysis and print it out at the moment the test was over. "Chu Zihang reached A, and Mo Qiuran was rated as S." He's better, that's enough."
"It seems that you have changed a lot, Professor..." Fingel sighed. There was no one else around at this time. In front of Professor Schneider, he seemed to have taken off his thick disguise, and his original frivolity and decadence disappeared. , what is left is despair and heaviness.
"We have all changed a lot." Professor Schneider looked at him, his iron-gray eyes looking at him, looking at each other, speechless, and finally moved away.
"I don't know what you want to do, but the principal has noticed you. I can't stop you, but as a principal, I won't make it too difficult for you." Professor Schneider organized the two documents and put them into a thick kraft paper bag inside.
"It doesn't matter to me... Anyway, that's it," Fingel scratched his head and sighed, "So what about these two students? Do you want to train them to..."
"I will not pursue what they have experienced, nor will I dictate their will. I can only teach them what I know and what they want to learn," Professor Schneider said. "Their future is up to them. up to you."
"Professor, you can only deceive people who don't understand by saying this. A mixed-race needs to ignite the Golden Eyes so quickly under extremely intense emotions. What can the two junior students have experienced?" You know, and even if this training room was renovated by the vice principal himself, it was still affected by some of the discipline effects, and their bloodline..." Fingel said.
"That's their own choice," Professor Schneider said, packing up the kraft paper bag, turning around and dragging the car with the oxygen bottles away, "I'll leave first. In the afternoon, you will take them around the school and introduce various Let’s go somewhere, remember to take them to the principal’s office tomorrow for the 3E exam, Norma will inform them of the specific time.”
"Hey, professor, I'm neither a system NPC nor a professional tour guide..." Fingel said helplessly.
"Haha... Do you want to go to class and graduate?" Professor Schneider sneered and left without looking back.
This sentence left Fingel speechless.
A moment later, Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang, who had taken a shower and changed into their school uniforms, came over. The moment they heard the footsteps, Fingel's decadent and contemptuous temperament resurfaced.
"Hey, where is Professor Schneider?" Mo Qiuran asked.
"Professor Schneider has left early," Fingel waved his hand in a heroic manner, "Come on, juniors, I will take you to experience the food in the school cafeteria!"
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"There is a saying in our country that food is the most important thing for the people, so at first I felt that such a high-end school couldn't even have a super luxurious cafeteria for a meal of Boston lobster or M9 steak..." Mo Qiuran lowered his head. He stared at the dishes on his plate and murmured. Chu Zihang on the side acted exactly the same as him, but his face didn't have as rich expressions as Mo Qiuran's.
"We don't have many people in one grade. Junior, how many hybrids do you think there are in the world? One student cafeteria is basically enough," Fingel said vaguely. The reason for the ambiguity was He was holding a big pig's trotter and gnawing wildly, "As for the Boston lobster and M9 steak, it depends on when the student union will hold a party. Oh, I forgot, junior brother, you seemed to have killed the current president of the student union yesterday. It seems that this way can be I gave up, but it doesn’t matter. As long as you have money, our school will provide higher-end food! However, the school only accepts cards and does not accept cash, so you still have to wait for a while and you can only use my card..."
"Then the question is, senior, are you going to buy these for us?" Mo Qiuran stared at him with dangerous eyes.
"Senior, I have no money..." Fingel looked like he was about to cry.
"When you make such an expression, senior, please stop chewing the pig's trotters first..." Mo Qiuran helplessly held his forehead, and had no choice but to scoop a spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth, "I remember yesterday, I didn't give it to you, senior." Did you leave a lot of money? Didn't you charge it to the card? "
"Actually, it was recharged, but it was quickly deducted because the loan had to be repaid." Finger said, "Student cards have different loan limits, and you, my senior, have also been brilliant, so I owe A lot of debt..."
Mo Qiuran took another spoonful of mashed potatoes and found that although these dishes looked shabby, they still tasted good, just a bit salty.
Of course, it’s fine if you eat it once, but you won’t be able to bear it if you eat it every time.
So Mo Qiuran became more and more determined to play directly in the 3E exam tomorrow... He had a good hand! Even if the opponent has Long Wen's card, can he still beat me in seconds? Is it still possible to pass this 3E exam?
Mo Qiuran is bound to win this S level!
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