Little Expert Bending Plot Lines Back

"But I didn't come to see you two today." Jeremiah's gaze turned to Ansair, "I'm here to find this little guy today."

"Huh?" Ansell blinked without knowing, and pointed to himself. "Is it me that you said?"

He really couldn't think of why a big man like Jeremiah would come to find himself specially?

"Is there a fourth person present?" Jeremiah asked cheerfully.

"Dean, can you tell me what you have done with Ans?" DeWitt hesitated and asked.

"Ah, don't be so nervous." Jeremiah smiled, "It's about this entrance examination."

About the assessment? DeWitt frowned and asked tentatively, "Is it because of Ans's poor grades?"

No, with Ansi's mental power, he should be able to live quite easily? And, it’s just that it’s not worth it

"No, no, why do you think so." Jeremiah glanced at him in surprise, and Feng Danyun lightly smashed a blockbuster. "On the contrary, he could not perform better. Even Albert, who is currently the best in the yard, was taken down by him."

This bombshell Dewitt was dizzy.

Albert, he knows this man. It is said that he is currently the best student in the hospital, and he is said to be the person closest to the original Garfiel, who has reached the level of their golden generation. The strength of that guy is only half a point inferior to him.

Doesn't it mean that my younger brother's strength in the virtual world is already similar to him, or even slightly overtaken? Thinking of this, DeWitt felt quite shocked.

Although he knew the mental power abnormality of the 3s, DeWitt didn't expect to be such a metamorphosis. For a moment, his eyes changed when he saw Garfiel and Ansair.

It's not human, two perverts

Garfiel knew about it a long time ago, but he didn't look surprised. His eyes kept falling on Ansair, but when Jeremiah said it, his face was a bit proud.

My daughter-in-law is so great, just like me!

Listening to what Jeremiah said, Ansair quickly remembered who Albert Jeremiah said was. After all, such a difficult opponent is quite impressive.

Why is that guy actually the best student of Saint Mia College? Why would such a person appear in the assessment, Ansair is a little entangled at this moment.

He just wanted to go to school quietly, but now it seems to be impossible. If the person he thought was really the so-called Albert.

"Little guy, would you like to be a student of San Mia College?"

There have been cases of cheating that caused a sensation in the entire college in the past, but when I looked back, people disappeared. Therefore, as long as there is a good seed, the college will negotiate in advance.

Undoubtedly, Ansair is undoubtedly the most dazzling star in this assessment, and it has suppressed everyone else.

"However, my physique level is only f, so the Dean is still willing to accept me." The straight boy did not want to hide his shortcomings.

Anyway, Jeremiah will know about this sooner or later, especially when he has done such an arrogant and compelling thing. Rather than waiting for the Dongchuang incident at that time, it would be better to tell him clearly now.

Although I really wanted to enter the Saint Mia Academy for advanced studies, Ansair still didn't want to go in by means of deception and concealment.

The delicate-looking young man looked directly at the majestic elder in front of him, seriously speaking about his shortcomings, and his eyes were clear and translucent, like amethyst of good texture.

DeWitt looked at his straightforward brother, with a slightly tangled expression on his face, and he felt fortunate and sad.

Fortunately, Ans had said this, otherwise he would have annoyed Ans when he came to speak.

However, what if Ans is so innocent, and is deceived by those coquettish **** outside who are so innocent! The good brother who was worried that the whole world would hurt his baby brother began to worry again.

"I know this." Jeremiah's wise blue eyes smiled, and the smile on his face became more loving. Honest children are always likable. "After all, it happened when you were born. But it went crazy for a while."

"Little guy, don't you worry now?"

"Yes, Master Dean, I am willing to be a member of San Mia Academy. The glory of the Academy is my glory." The boy responded excitedly, and his already beautiful eyes seemed to carry galaxies. beautiful.

DeWitt watched the development of this matter, wailing in his heart. He should have understood, how could Jeremiah not know this. At the beginning, it was possible to make trouble in the imperial noble circle.

However, what does it matter? Looking at the bright smiling young man, the brigadier general's eyes were full of warmth. It was the first time he saw Ansi so happy in so many years. The big deal is going home and be repaired by his father, as long as Ansi is happy.

"Come on, I believe you can." He patted Ansair on the shoulder with a smile, and Jeremiah's smile deepened. Abducted a good seedling!

auzw.com What if the physique level is low? The mecha manufacturing department likes this type of genius. Finally, there will be another evil genius who is good at mecha production in the courtyard! The abacus in the old fox's heart was playing ping-pong.

Unexpectedly, his proud protégé wanted to grab someone from under his nose as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Since Ans is going to enroll, then he must choose a major. Our college is famous for combat-type talents, how about choosing the actual combat department?" Garfiel introduced, smiling where Ansair could not see Is as cunning as a fox.

What he taught was the mecha combat system.

"Huh, is it okay?" Ansair looked a little moved.

"Of course! You are the well-deserved first place in this assessment. As usual, you can choose whatever department you want~" The admiral's already attractive voice was deliberately seduced at this moment, his tone The tone was gentle, like a big bad wolf who abducted Little Red Riding Hood.

The prey is going into the net. The cunning hunter held his breath.

"Then I" was about to nod.

"No!" x2

Ansair, who was suddenly interrupted, shrank subconsciously, and then looked at the two people who made the noise a little curiously.

"Huh? Why?"

"Cough cough, that" feeling two pairs of eyes looking at him, the old child coughed twice to hide his embarrassment. How old is he, he is as excited as a young man. Before he could bring the topic over, the young man beside him choked first.

"Ans, you can't go to the combat department!" With a worried brother, DeWitt blurted out without hesitation, pointing to Garfiel, "This beast is a professor in the combat department. I'm afraid he will do that to you with power for personal gain. Kind of thing!"

"Beast?" The dean didn't know what happened before.

DeWitt, who didn't speak through his brain, looked at the murderous gaze from his dark-faced friend Jun, with a faint regret. He hadn't thought about the fact that the combat system is too strong for the omega before, so he said this without knowing how.

But then after thinking about the previous indecent incident, DeWitt became justified again.

Whatever you look at, you are not happy when you say that you are a beast. If you do something like that to a minor (the interstellar law stipulates that the age of fifty is considered an adult), you are a beast!

Ansel turned his head and glanced at Garfiel, the handsome admiral showed (crossed out) a brilliant and evil smile at him.

Ansair just felt the alarm sounded all over.

"Well, I, I should think about it again."

The duck to the beak flew. The admiral who felt very heartbroken once again scratched the culprit a few times, but was glared back by the culprit.

"Yes, that's it." Although it is not clear what happened, it obviously does not prevent the dean who has lived for so many years and has grown into an adult to crawl along the melon vines. "Our Saint Mia Academy, in addition to the actual combat department is famous for the interstellar, the mecha manufacturing department is also quite famous."

Ansair definitely can't go to the actual combat department, if he knows that he let Ansair go to the actual combat system with a high risk factor, the kid Miriam will definitely not give up.

Only Jeremiah, who was quite senior and who was Miriam's mentor at the time, dared to call the Marshal of the Quan Qing Empire a kid. When the others know, they are speechless.

And Jeremiah passed the anger in private with Miriam. If Ansair passed the test, Jeremiah would transfer him to a department with a high safety factor.

The most important point is that a genius with such an outstanding mental power must of course stay in his department. What is very strong but better at is that Jeremiah, who makes mechas, has a meaningful smile, and he also has a little selfishness.

"Mecha manufacturing department is pretty good." DeWitt touched his chin and nodded in agreement. Far away from Garfiel, the safety factor is high.

Although because it is a military academy, even the mecha manufacturing department must have combat capabilities, and there are many people who have always been strong and good at mecha production.

However, after all, the mecha manufacturing department is biased towards making mechas. Obviously, the dangers have to be thrown to remote planets from time to time to fight the Zerg upgrades, which is much better.

Using the example of Ancient Earth, the mecha manufacturing department is a group of it men, who play with computers every day, and the mecha combat department is the sports department, and they are trained as dogs by the coach every day. One uses brain power and the other uses physical power, not one type at all.

"Then the Mecha Manufacturing Department." Ansair thought for a while, and said indifferently. Now that the actual combat department has been eliminated, he has no other department he wants to go to. So it seems that everything is the same. What's more, mecha production or something, it sounds quite interesting.

"That's it." Jeremiah and DeWitt looked at each other, both seeing the satisfaction in each other's eyes.

"Yeah." Ansair nodded.

As for the admiral who disagreed, he was completely reduced to a background board.

Gee, forget it. He had expected DeWitt not to give him such a chance to get close to his little fiancée. In the same college, he always has a chance. Glancing at the two foxes, the old and the young, who had reached an agreement, Garfiel shrugged indifferently.

His little fiancé didn't seem to have a good impression of him, and he should plan how to let him down. The black pupils were shining brightly, and Garfiel looked at the charm of the little lamb who didn't know he had been stared at and smiled.