Fu Que got up and took a shower, and opened the door of the dormitory at five o'clock in the morning on time.

Today is the first day of school, and the opening ceremony will be held in the morning.

At this time, most of the people were still asleep, and only a few students stood guard at the door early and prepared to go for a morning run.

"Morning teacher." Someone greeted Fu Que.

"Morning." Fu Que replied, and went back to sleep after opening the door.

This time, didn't dream again.

Because Mo Ran had greeted her in advance, Fu Que got up again after not sleeping for a long time, changed her clothes, and went to the opening ceremony.

When Fu Que arrived at the school auditorium, the auditorium was already full of people.

After taking a look, Fu Que turned directly to the corner of the last row, and found a random seat to sit down.

Mo Ran on the other end was still sending her a message, asking if she had arrived.

Fu Que yawned and replied to the message:

"Your father: here we come."

Then she saw Mo Ran sitting in the first row looking back frequently.

Many students thought that Mo Ran was making a surprise inspection, and they were so frightened that they quickly sat up straight and did not dare to whisper to each other.

When Mo Ran's eyes swept to Fu Que's side, Fu Que waved his hand slightly to show that he was here, regardless of whether Mo Ran saw it or not.

But Mo Ran had a good eye, and he still saw her among tens of thousands of people.

After all, only Fu Que was sitting, leaning against the back of the chair, as comfortable as possible.

After confirming that a dormitory supervisor had indeed obediently attended the opening ceremony, Mo Ran turned around and stopped checking from time to time.

At nine o'clock, the opening ceremony officially began.

As soon as it came up, the principal spoke.

Mo Ran stood up from his seat.

He obviously dressed up on purpose. His golden hair was permed and parted into a parted hairstyle, which made his whole face small and delicate, and his beauty was indistinguishable.

Further down is a slim white suit. If you look carefully, you can find that the suit is covered with dark lines, which appear and disappear with his movements.

Like a beautiful peacock, he walked onto the stage gracefully shaking his feathers.

As the focus of attention in the auditorium, Mo Ran scanned the audience with satisfaction. Just as he was about to deliver his opening speech, he discovered that a dormitory supervisor in the last row was fishing openly.

The smile on Mo Ran's face froze for a moment, but his super professional ability allowed him to start the speech as planned.

While he was speaking, Fu Que only glanced up at the stage, otherwise he was concentrating on the book in his hand, not paying attention to the difference between Mo Ran today and usual.

Just as Mo Ran's speech was coming to an end, there was a sudden commotion at the door.

Some people even stood up excitedly.

This made more people look at it curiously, and then their eyes widened in disbelief.

In Fu Que's ear came small discussions from people around:

"Is it really the Marshal?"

"The marshal himself is here?"

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

When Fu Que looked up, the door had already given way to an aisle.

Under everyone's gaze, Song Tingyun stepped into the auditorium from outside the door. There was no wrinkle on the black and gold military uniform, the buttons on the neckline were fastened to the top, and the golden epaulets shone brightly under the light.It's just the right amount of perfection.

Everyone was attracted to him involuntarily, and Mo Ran didn't even notice when he stopped speaking.

Song Tingyun scanned the audience as soon as he entered.

The commotion crowd fell silent almost immediately, and everyone looked at him with fiery eyes, eyes full of longing and awe.

Song Tingyun scanned the eager faces and found Fu Que hiding behind.

Fu Que was also looking at him with his chin resting.

A smile appeared in Song Tingyun's eyes, and then he turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened, looked at Mo Ran who had suspended his speech on the stage, and raised his hand to signal him to continue.

Judging by Mo Ran's reaction, he probably didn't know that Song Tingyun would come.

Because of the sudden incident, several school leaders quickly got up and invited Song Tingyun to sit in the middle of the first row.

From Mo Ran's point of view, he happened to be facing Song Tingyun's deceptive face.

The corner of Mo Ran's mouth twitched, his eyes unconsciously showed a bit of disgust.

He chopped and chopped the rest of the manuscript, and started the concluding statement directly.

When he finished his speech and stepped off the stage, Mo Ran completely gave up his expression management after sitting down next to Song Tingyun, snorted coldly, and didn't save Song Tingyun any face.

Song Tingyun had never attended the opening ceremony of the Federal Military Academy in the past 20 years. This time, no one invited him. Instead, he came eagerly. What else could it be for?

Others may not know it, but Mo Ran knows it all.

How could he give the other party a good face.

Facing the cold face of his friends for many years, Song Tingyun was calm and sat down for a while. After listening quietly for a while, he was invited onto the stage.

Standing in the middle of the stage, Song Tingyun could have a panoramic view of the audience, including a certain person who started fishing again.

In the same way, people in the audience can fully see this big man who has only seen it on the star network.

Song Tingyun's height of 1.93 meters is also outstanding in the army, and he is even taller when standing on the stage. Coupled with his face with superior bones and deep eyebrows, he is a standard handsome guy with thick facial features.

But to say that the most haunting thing is Song Tingyun's blue eyes, which are not as sharp as those of other bigwigs in the military department, but gentle and affectionate.illusion.

It's no wonder that Song Tingyun is able to reach the top of the "Federal Golden Bachelor" voted by the star network every year, attracting countless people, and the military department is filled with gifts from suitors.

It's a pity that Falling Flowers Yearn For Love, But The Heartless Brook Ripples On, although Song Tingyun has many admirers, but it has never been heard that he is too close to anyone in the past twenty years.

He focuses on his work every day, and his dedication is comparable to that of an ascetic.

This made many people secretly guess what Song Tingyun would look like after falling in love.

Fu Que didn't know anything about the above gossip, and he didn't want to know about it, but there was always someone whispering in his ears.

Since the appearance of Song Tingyun, similar praises have emerged one after another.

The people around him sat in the back row relying on themselves, one or two were secretly gossiping.

Those who are greedy for good looks, those who eat CP, and those who talk loudly are all indecent topics.

Fu Que's ears have always been good, even if he didn't think about listening seriously, he almost listened to everything.

After a while, someone nearby whispered again: "Is it my illusion? Why does the Marshal seem to be looking at us all the time?"

Another person directly poured cold water on her: "Be sober, who among us can make the Marshal pay attention."

Someone else provided a new idea: "It's broken, the Marshal didn't realize we were whispering, did he?!"

The topic changed completely. Although several people were not sure whether Song Tingyun would find out, but in order to make a good impression in front of the other party, no one dared to speak up.

Fu Qin didn't raise his head, and turned another page.

Song Tingyun's speech was much shorter than that of Mo Ran's. He didn't make any drafts before he came, he just said some routine motivational words, and then he left the stage.

But even sitting in the audience, he is the most watched existence.

At this time, who still has the mind to listen to the lecture.

After the opening ceremony is over, the military students will return to their respective classes for class meetings.Under the urging of the teacher, they had no choice but to look back at Song Tingyun reluctantly while walking.

The road didn't go very far, and looked back a lot, which directly led to congestion at the entrance of the auditorium.

Song Tingyun and Mo Ran at the center of the storm were stuck inside and couldn't get out.

Fu Que has no such troubles at all.

She stood up, easily squeezed out of the auditorium, and then walked against the flow of people towards the men's dormitory.

When she left the auditorium, she was the only one left around.

As he walked, there was another person beside him.

Fu Que didn't speak, neither did the man.

When he was almost downstairs in the dormitory, Fu Que asked, "Are you going to visit my office?"

Song Tingyun, who was supposed to be stuck in the auditorium, looked sideways at her: "Is it okay?"

The question was very polite, and the pace did not stop.

"Let's go." Fu Que replied.

Fu Que led Song Tingyun into the dormitory building and came to her office.

Song Tingyun looked around for a week, touched his chin and came to a conclusion: "Not bad."

"Yeah." Fu Que sat down in his seat, and then pointed to another chair for Song Tingyun to sit in as well.

Song Tingyun followed suit and sat down.

After a moment of silence, Song Tingyun asked, "So you decided to work in the military academy?"

Fu Que didn't answer directly: "I think it's a good place here. The work is easy and the time is free. You know, I wanted to find a job like this before."

Regarding the future, they did talk about it once, on this planet.

At that time they were still sixteen or seventeen years old.

After the day's training, the three-person team sneaked over the wall and went out for supper in the dark.

They sat on a small bench in the open air, eating skewers and chatting. Although they were physically exhausted, they were all a little excited.

Chatting and chatting, inevitably talked about ideals.

Song Tingyun said that he has no ideals, and the road he has to walk has been paved since he was born.

After graduation, he will follow the arrangement of his family and join the military, and work hard for the glory of the family.

Mo Ran didn't take it seriously: "You will listen to them obediently? I don't believe it."

"My dad still wants me to inherit his mantle and start a business. Don't you see that I also sneaked to the military academy to study? I am going to become the number one mecha maker in the universe!"

When talking about his ideals, Mo Ran's amethyst-like eyes sparkled.

In terms of mecha manufacturing, he does have a very high talent.

When it was Fu Que's turn, Fu Que thought about it and said, "I don't have ideals either. If I have to say it, I want to find a stable job after graduation. I have enough money to spend, sleep enough, and eat enough.it is good."

Her ideas have always been simple, and she doesn't ask for much.

Before the other two teammates said anything, Zhou Xu, who also jumped over the wall to earn extra money, listened to him from a distance, and sneered: "Nothing."

Mo Ran slapped the table, filled with righteous indignation: "What did you say?!"

Zhou Xu approached, not giving an inch: "I said I'm not promising. If your ears are not good, I can speak louder."

The two war scums fought like this.

Song Tingyun reluctantly wanted to call Fu Que to fight the two together, only to find that Fu Que also joined the fight.

Song Tingyun had no choice but to pull Fu Que first, after all, his destructive power was not at the same level as the other two.

In the end, the barbecue stall was turned into a mess by the three people, and the boss directly reported the incident to the school.

The four of them liked to submit a review and were asked to read it aloud in public.

The school also recorded a video at that time.

However, this video was destroyed by Mo Ran after he became the principal.

The four of them were young and immature at that time, with the innocence of teenagers in their hearts, their future has endless possibilities.

No one thought that there would be new encounters that would bind them tightly together. Some people gave up their dreams because of this, and some were abandoned by their families.

"That's right." Song Tingyun obviously thought of this past event, his eyes revealed a bit of nostalgia: "I don't know if that barbecue restaurant is still there."

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door.

"What are you whispering behind my back?" Mo Ran stood at the door with folded arms, like a husband who came to catch a rape.