This leisurely state was interrupted when the cell phones of the professor on the podium and all the students in the classroom vibrated or sounded a notification tone at the same time.
Such an obvious movement was obviously not an ordinary thing. While the students were still stunned, the professor on the podium was the first to take out his mobile phone to check. After reading it, he immediately became serious: "All first-year students with grade B or above, this semester's war The internship class is ahead of schedule, please report to the general command room of the library immediately!"
Caesar stood up and was about to leave his seat when he felt a tap on his shoulder, and then a tone that sounded very familiar: "Hey, my dear friend! Can you lend me your phone?" What?"
Caesar was stunned for a moment. I understand the truth. Why are you so familiar and translator-speaking?
But after being stunned for a moment, he still handed his phone to the person who spoke.
This person was naturally Mo Qiuran. The unusual movement broke him out of his distracted state, and his keen sense of smell made him realize that something big might be about to happen... He looked like he could move his muscles as soon as he heard the war practice class. !
[Dear first-year students:
I am very glad that I can inform you about this. After Professor Schneider’s application and Norma’s assessment of the danger level of the mission, some students’ war practice classes originally scheduled to start next week will be rescheduled to start today. Dear students of grade B and above, please Immediately go to the main control room of the library to hear the mission objectives and details. Your uniforms and equipment will be delivered to the dormitory by the school engineering department. Warm reminder, please read the instruction manual carefully before use.
good luck.
your friends,
Angers
PS: Stay safe and I hope to see you all come back alive and intact. 】
Caesar took the mobile phone handed back by Mo Qiuran and saw the solemn look on his face. He wondered if he was frightened because he saw the last PS sentence. He didn't know that he was stuck before. Are your lives in danger if you attend classes at your college?
Then he saw Mo Qiuran turn his head. He couldn't see his face, but just by listening to the tone, he could imagine an indignant face and said to Chu Zihang: "You didn't send this message to the two of us." , this is simply naked discrimination, I want to accuse this unfair, fair and open behavior! This is simply a lack of education, a corruption of morals, and a loss of humanity!"
Caesar was lost in thought.
He was wondering how Mo Qiuran escalated the problem from a text message to this level.
Is this the strength of his future opponent, an S-class freshman that Cassel College has not seen in forty years?
Also, did he overlook that the letter had a first year prefix at the beginning?
…
The main control room of the library is very large. Although most of the space is occupied by computer cases and screens, the free space is completely enough to accommodate more than 30 people from the next grade without making it appear crowded.
Due to the special nature of the profession, there are many differences between Kassel College and ordinary universities. One of them is the number of students. The total number of students in the four grades of the entire college is just over 1,000, and there are more than 270 in the first grade. number, but in the end there were only thirty-two people standing here.
This is because there are only thirty students in Grade B and above in the first grade, twenty-five in Grade B, and five in Grade A.
Wait, thirty?
Since Professor Schneider was absent, Professor Manstein, the director of the Discipline Committee in charge of the general command room of the library, carefully counted the number again and confirmed that it was thirty-two.
"It's very interesting. I don't know when there were two more B-level students in the first grade. The principal should be very surprised." Professor Manstein said.
He is a little old man wearing thin round-framed gold-rimmed glasses and a shiny bald head. His favorite thing all day long is to catch students with a straight face, so few students can laugh when facing him. ...Besides, what he said was just a joke he thought.
So a man raised his hand, attracting Professor Manstein's attention. When he saw the man's face, he was stunned for a moment.
As the director of the Discipline Committee, Professor Manstein often dives in the Night Watch Forum to monitor whether students violate school disciplines and rules, so he recognized who this familiar face belonged to immediately.
"S-level freshman Mo Qiuran?" Professor Manstein couldn't help but ask, "Why are you here?"
After he finished speaking, he subconsciously wanted to ask another person, and then he saw the person next to Mo Qiuran who also raised his hand.
"A-level freshman Chu Zihang?" Professor Manstein frowned, "You two shouldn't be here. Although one of you is an S and the other is an A and has met the bloodline requirements, this war practice class is taught by freshmen. , your war practice class should be at this time next year!"
"But, Professor Manstein, we have a special permission from the principal to observe the class," Mo Qiuran replied calmly, "The war internship course is also a course, right? The principal didn't have any special permission when he gave us this permission to observe. Explain that this privilege does not apply to war practice classes."
"This is no joke, the Executive Department..." Professor Manstein was about to persuade the two freshmen in front of him, who he considered unruly, when the big screen behind him lit up, and most of his face was covered with Professor Schneider's face appeared on the screen behind the mask, and a sound like a rusty knife scratching on a steel plate came from the speakers along with the sound of breathing like a broken bellows.
"Professor Manstein, I heard from Norma that the assembly has been completed, right?"
"Yes, Professor Schneider, but something unexpected happened and two specially recruited freshmen also came here." Professor Manstein looked at him, "They seem to be your students. I hope you can persuade them..."
"Oh, Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang? Then let them come together." Professor Schneider said lightly.
"Professor Schneider!" Professor Manstein looked shocked. "This is a war practice class, and they are only students who have only been in school for a few days! Your behavior is undoubtedly..."
"Calm down, Professor Manstein. If I remember correctly, they have special permission from the principal to observe. Even as their tutor, I cannot refuse their 'auditing' at will." Professor Schneider interrupted him.
The expression on Professor Manstein's face suddenly looked like he had eaten something... Being blocked twice in a row for the same reason was really disgusting.
Still mentor and student!
Is this the legendary saying that one family does not enter the same house?
"Moreover, both of my students have surpassed their seniors in terms of practical combat ability and past achievements. Excellent bloodline is not the only one, the facts speak for themselves." Professor Schneider added the knife smoothly, and All the first-year students present were also chopped down.
"Okay, let's get started." Seeing everyone quiet down, Professor Schneider nodded with satisfaction.
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