Interstellar Fairy Tale

"Graduate early?"

Austin South folded his hands on his chest, leaned back on a high-back chair, raised one golden eyebrow, and his emerald green eyes revealed a "Are you sure you're not kidding?" color.

"certainly."

"So, tell me, assuming you can graduate early, what are you going to do?"

"what?"

"have not thought?"

Austin's handsome face rarely showed a slightly mocking expression, of course, this mockery was not malicious at all.

"Shang Ping, have you read the student manual carefully?"

"Of course I did! I got excellent in the student ethics test after admission."

"Is that so..." Austin stretched his voice unexpectedly, resting his chin with one hand, and said, "Then, you must know the precautions for students applying for early graduation on page 37 of the student handbook, right?"

"…"

"Don't remember? Still don't want to say it? Then I don't mind reminding you that students who apply for early graduation have only one choice after graduation, to go to the battlefield immediately! There is no room for change. Your ideal is not the logistics supply preparation of the Third Fleet. Officer? If you apply for early graduation, you must immediately prepare yourself as a single-person fighter pilot or a front-line soldier.”

"Austin, I know all this."

Shang Ping has also weighed the pros and cons. Principal Gus's factors are on the one hand, on the other hand, Shang Ping began to reflect on his life and lifestyle in the past fifteen years, although Shang Ping didn't think he had anything too big. Wrong, but he wants to change his way of life.

"I want to go to the Kanon military fortress." Shang Ping bluntly stated his plan, "My adopter is Colonel Edgar, Commander of the Sixth Fleet, and I have a reason to go."

"Do you understand what that means?"

"clear."

"Even if you go it won't change anything?"

"Austin, you don't have to remind me so deliberately, I am an ordinary person, and I have no savior feelings that are arrogant and ignorant. I just want to go to my adopter's side, that's all."

"Okay." Austin nodded. "I'm jealous of your adopter."

"I'm talking to you about something serious, don't joke with me."

"I'm not joking."

Austin never thought that his attitude would give Shang Ping this illusion, or these were just excuses for Shang Ping's unwillingness to answer him directly.

"Shang Ping, I can help you, but..."

"However, there are conditions, right?" Shang Ping knew Austin well. Once the blond boy agreed to something, he would never change his mind, "What conditions? A kiss?"

Austin shook his head, a kiss? Too cheap. You must know that it is not difficult to get through these joints, but due to the attitude that Principal Gus has not yet expressed, it will take a lot of effort. The man who came from a politician may not be happy to let Shang Ping graduate early, after Shang Ping rejected his solicitation.

"I want you to grant me a request."

"any request?"

"I can't say it yet. However, it's definitely not beyond your ability."

"First of all declare, like being your lover or something, absolutely not."

"...Do I look like such a despicable and shameless person?"

"Of course not, because I'm more despicable and shameless, please be more considerate."

"Shang Ping, I want to beat you."

"Beat, come on, eonbaby!"

"Which language are you speaking?"

"Prehistoric Earth Language."

"…"

Austin looked at Shang Ping speechlessly, and finally chose to directly pull Shang Ping up, put his arms around Shang Ping's waist, and put his forehead against the black-haired boy, and said, "I just assume you agreed. You haven't paid me the last time. , I want to cash in now..."

When the words fell, the red lips fell, covering Shang Ping's lips without a trace of aggression, as if eating some kind of sweet candy.

Shang Ping was a little surprised at first, but then he completely relaxed because of Austin's youthful movements. The big boy's kiss was more like some kind of small animal licking his beloved object. Itchy, but not annoying.

Well, Shang Ping is not a person who will default on his debts. He simply closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around Austin's neck, turned his back on the customer, stuck out his slippery tongue, and licked Austin's lower lip, obviously feeling the blond boy's instantly stiff body. When his breathing suddenly intensified, a smile flashed in Shang Ping's eyes, he grabbed the blonde hair behind Austin's head with one hand, and tightly blocked Austin's lips.

Afterwards, Shang Ping couldn't help explaining his apparent out-of-control behavior at the moment, but there was another voice in his heart that despised this very powerless explanation.

Clearly it's an idea!

Shang Ping declined to comment. Fortunately, Austin did not forget to agree to Shang Ping. The next day, two applications for early graduation were handed over to the senior instructor. Madoff Military Academy does not encourage students to skip grades or apply for early graduation. According to the philosophy of the founder, Madoff White, a person can only do the right thing by learning valuable knowledge and accumulating sufficient experience at the right age. Because of this, the student handbook stipulates that students who apply for early graduation must be prepared to go to the battlefield after leaving the school gate. Since he can make such a choice, it is enough to prove that he is good enough.

Principal Gus was not surprised that the Shangping Association made this application. The black-haired young man rejected his solicitation, and used a very clever way to prevent Gus from looking for trouble with him in the short term, and then decisively afterwards. Applying for an early graduation, even if the price is to immediately go to the battlefield - at the moment, the Kanon military fortress, as the front line of the confrontation with the alien fleet that occupies the artificial celestial body of Royce, the outbreak of war is only a matter of time. However, after the government made a large-scale military transfer, this black-haired young man volunteered to fill in the single fighter reserve officer of the Sixth Fleet of the Canon Military Fortress in the graduation application report, which made Principal Gus have to have a trace of this boy. admiration. As for the other application report, Principal Gus had a headache. Looking at the same wishes filled in, Gus' fat fingers tapped the table, like a bloated radish dancing awkwardly on the smooth table.

"Could it be that it is true that the youngest son of the Soth family is pursuing a certain black-haired student?"

Principal Gus is a qualified politician, but not an ardent gossip. In addition to the fact that it is related to his vital interests, he rarely pays attention to other things, even the rumors that set off a heat wave in the academy.

After thinking about it, Principal Gus's slick politician's temperament finally prevailed. He picked up the phone and dialed the office phone of David South, Commander-in-Chief of the Space Fleet at City Hall.

Two days later, Shang Ping and Austin's application report was approved. After Shang Ping got the news, he immediately applied for an independent examination for the introduction to modern military history. Austin and Shang Ping have different ways of choosing courses. The first course to receive credits is close combat, followed by Introduction to Modern Military History.

Both people took the test on the same day. After Shang Ping finished the test paper, clicked the mouse to submit the answer, picked up his belongings, left the classroom, and turned to the place where Austin took the test. From a distance, a group of students can be seen surrounding the doors and windows of the classroom. Exams for physical arts courses like close combat are completely open to students.

It was not easy for Shang Ping to squeeze into the crowd, feeling that it was a little difficult to breathe.

Austin is still wearing a black student uniform, with two buttons on the front torn open, holding an alloy dagger in one hand, golden hair slightly messy on his forehead, and a thin layer of sweat on his handsome face. , The green eyes stared at the instructor who was fighting with him without blinking. Yes, the instructor.

Different from the previous examination methods of this kind of course, Austin's opponent turned out to be the senior martial arts instructor Bode. This is a man as strong as a rock. Regardless of height and weight, or arm strength, they are far higher than ordinary people. If it wasn't for the fact that he lost both eyes in the alien battle before, he could only rely on prosthetic eyes to maintain his vision, and he could no longer board the battleship, and Bode would not be willing to take up the job of teaching this group of hairy young men.

However, today's Austin gave Bird a sense of excitement that he used to only have on the battlefield. It was the **** frenzy that only came about against a formidable opponent that was evenly matched.

Bode is an extremely qualified fighter, but also a dangerous person.

This is the evaluation given to him by the commander of the Broad's serving fleet.

Austin didn't pay any attention to the commotion around him. He concentrated all his attention on the man opposite him. In his cognition, the man in front of him was not the instructor he respected, but the enemy he must defeat, and the enemy he must defeat!

Austin pursed his lips, and when Bode shouted loudly, and the sturdy mountain-like body attacked him at an incredible speed, his body suddenly lowered, one leg used force, and he leaped into the air, his body seemed to be completely out of the control of gravity. , put one hand on Bode's shoulder, crossed Bode's body, and fell behind Bode. Before Bode had time to turn around, the alloy dagger had silently and unintentionally touched Bode's carotid artery. Push forward an inch, and the bright red blood will instantly bloom like the most beautiful fireworks.

Everyone watched everything happening in front of them almost with bated breath. Austin's movements were so fast that the naked eye could hardly catch it. His every move was more like a robot that was precisely calculated and controlled by a program.

After the assistant instructor signaled Austin to pass the exam, there was a burst of thunderous applause and whistles.

Standing in the crowd, Shang Ping stared blankly at Austin, who had confirmed his grades with the instructor and meticulously saluted the students. Before admiring the blond boy's outstanding skills, he tragically remembered that his exam date would be three days later.

If his opponent is like Instructor Bode, he will never even think about getting credits for this course in his life, don't even think about it!