Don't I Have a Name? Only Know to Call Me Strategic Level!

The captain of the guard gave Feng Qing enough face.

However, people still have to take it away.

With a wave of his hand, the four guards were immediately ordered to surround Zhong Yuan and move outside.

They are also puzzled.

The little guy has delicate features, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like a vicious thug who breaks off people's arms.

In fact, to commit a crime of wounding, in addition to putting him in a mental cage, he should also be handcuffed and put on a metal restraint belt.

But these guards were also turned around by being super cute, and none of them mentioned the matter of being tortured.

Feng Qing was stunned, not sure whether they were acting impartially or releasing the water in private.

Perhaps, there is still room for turning things around?

Feng Qing said loudly, "Yuan Yuan, don't worry, you will be fine!"

Zhong Yuan was not affected by the mental cage at all, he followed the guards out of the classroom, turned his head and said to Feng Qing, "Don't let my sister know."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine!"

Feng Qing said loudly, "When you enter the confinement room, don't say anything! I promise, if they dare to touch a single hair of your hair, I will..."

The captain of the guard frowned and interrupted, "Young Master Feng! Please be careful in your words and deeds!"

Feng Qing had no expression on his face, and put down his harsh words, "Zhong Yuan is my man, whoever dares to touch him, I will fight to the death with anyone!"

The captain of the guard smiled helplessly, not daring to contradict him, and hurried out of the classroom.

After that, Zhong Yuan was really put into the confinement room of the academy.

Students who make mistakes but have not broken the law will be thrown in to meditate behind closed doors.

If a student in a special class commits a crime with his ability and is caught by the guards, he will be temporarily detained here before being handed over to the relevant department. Moreover, once judged as a dangerous element, one must restrict one's freedom so as not to use one's ability to escape.

This time, the guards had a rare dereliction of duty. They didn't handcuff Zhong Yuan any restraints, and didn't take his mobile phone, they just closed the door and left.

After entering the confinement room, Zhong Yuan checked his mobile phone first, but there was no signal, no wonder he didn't confiscate it.

Then look at the small room.

About ten square meters, the layout is similar to that of a prison cell.

A small bed, a desk, and a lamp. Opposite the bed is a squatting pit, which is clean and free of dirt.

There is also a small window in the door for delivering food.

In addition, four monitoring probes are hung on the top of the head, which can observe the movement in the room in all directions without dead ends.

If you don't turn on the light, and then close the small window on the door, it will be a dark, narrow space with almost no light.

For ordinary people, this kind of place is as depressing as it is; if you stay for a long time, you will inevitably feel depressed, anxious, and panic.

Ultimately insanity is possible.

Zhong Yuan is very familiar with such an environment.

His soul had wandered in darker and deader worlds than this.

Turn off the lights as soon as the guard leaves.

Embracing the darkness again, a sense of peace of mind arises spontaneously.

Zhong Yuan took off his shoes silently and lay down on the bed.

Put your hands on your chest, and then quietly close your eyes.

The small bed, which is 0.9 meters wide and 2 meters long, leans against the wall on both sides.

If there are two more walls to surround the bed, it should be more comfortable.

Such an idea suddenly popped up in his mind, even Zhong Yuan himself was startled.

All in all, the brig is a good place. Although small, it feels safe and more comfortable than a dormitory.

Visually, no one will come over for the time being, so lie down for a while.

Zhong Yuan sank his mind into the darkness, and turned on his super perception by the way, so that he would wake up automatically as soon as someone approached.

On the ceiling, four surveillance probes transmitted his every move to the surveillance room.

The guards in charge of guarding him looked at each other.

This kid has a big heart!

Turn off the lights and go to sleep?

and also! He sleeps in a strange posture, he doesn't even turn over, like a mummy.

The guards simply joked about it.

"I bet, he must be too nervous to fall asleep, just pretending to be calm!"

They're all in the confinement room, it's impossible not to panic. If he committed such a serious crime, he might be sent away and locked up tomorrow, and finally tried in a court-martial.

"Why don't we bet on how long he will move! One hundred per person, come, come, bet!"

A big gamble hurts the body, but a small gamble makes you happy.

Gambling is all about making quick money.

"I bet three minutes!"

"I bet ten minutes!"

"I bet for a quarter of an hour!"

"The layout is too small! The layout is too small! I bet... for half an hour!"

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In the evening, Principal Chen finally dragged his tired body back to school.

The annual college league selection has begun, and the school must promote the work in an orderly manner and strive to create a better ranking in the league.

In this way, a whole day's meeting was held, mobilization and various spirits were conveyed.

In addition, the worrying school style rectification has really come!

It is not a moral quality assessment, but the military region requires all students in special classes to have an average score of no less than 85 in all cultural courses!

For the midterm exam, the exam papers are unified by the above. If the grades are not up to standard, there is one more chance for the final exam.

If you still fail the final exam, sorry, you will not be allowed to participate in any college league games, nor will you be allowed to graduate!

A bolt from the blue!

The college league is the best stage to show their strength in front of the major military regions.

If you don't participate, you will have no exposure, and no matter how powerful you are, it's useless.

All the warrior teams don't know your existence at all, so it is impossible to take the initiative to hand over olive branches.

The team's vacancies are one carrot and one hole, if someone preemptively fills them up, there will be no chance!

After getting the news, Principal Chen was in a bad mood.

Why did the higher-ups suddenly pay attention to cultural courses?

Physicization outside of language and mathematics,

It is true that Chinese is good, but mathematics has a fart?

Going out to buy things, do you still need to calculate trigonometric functions with the clerk?

What is English for? Isn't it good to bring a real-time translator?

For other questions, you can find them by searching on your mobile phone.

Principal Chen returned to school in a hurry, and went to check Shangguanyi's grades first.

He last semester,

Language: 53

Math: 29

English: 12

Physics: 0 (did not take the test)

Chemistry: 6

Seeing this, Principal Chen's face turned ashen, and he slumped on the chair.

Stupid!

I've seen bad ones, never seen such bad ones!

Chinese can fail!

Then, he suddenly remembered something, and searched for Zhong Yuan's grades from the computer.

Because I just entered school, I only have the record of the junior high school graduation exam.

Then, Principal Chen's eyes went blind.

Full marks in all subjects!

Zhong Yuan is a top student!

Principal Chen was sweating profusely.

Undoubtedly, An Caige's revenge was spot on and hit the nail on the head.

In fact, he misunderstood.

Because An Caige couldn't understand English, he almost died in Fangjie.

After discussing with the staff, they felt that the cultural courses of the warriors must be passed, so they set the tone for the rectification of the study style.

Then, Principal Chen browsed the results of several major league players in the college.

Su Wanying has excellent grades, with a score of 90 or more in each course.

Feng Qing is quite satisfactory, with an average of more than 80 points, and he can reach the standard even if he works hard.

As the saying goes, the support of iron, the c of flowing water.

As long as these two are around, Chengying Academy's performance in the league will not be too bad.

"Oh, Xiaoyi, you will really cause me trouble."

Principal Chen was having a headache, and the director of academic affairs hurried in from the outside.

"Principal! Something is wrong!"

"It's not that the market cave has appeared, why are you panicking?"

Principal Chen put on a straight face, acting like a boss.

The director of academic affairs said anxiously, "Shangguanyi was seriously injured! He is still in the infirmary for rescue! Feng Qing refuses to save people!"

"what?!"

Principal Chen's face changed drastically, and he rushed out of the office immediately.