MTL - The Earth People are so Fierce (Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!)-Chapter 3 I want to take an undergraduate course!

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The information flashed away.

The pale gold text turned into a little star burst and turned back into a magnificent flame.

No longer ignore Meng Chao.

Meng Chao worked for a long time, and did not call up the system description or novice teaching.

Bell Bell Bell Bell Bell.

"After class!"

Yan Dongxing glanced at Meng Chao blankly, frowning slightly, saying nothing, packing up the swords and monster specimens, and turned to leave the classroom.

The students remembered that Meng Chao was still at the penalty station.

When I looked back, they all opened their mouths and couldn't believe their eyes.

Meng Chao, really persisted?

The pile station is right, and it is good for refining the spirit.

At this moment, Meng Chao, like a rusty sword was re-polished again, exuding a sharp breath again.

It was as if people were seeing him before he was injured in his sophomore year.

Faced with the surprised eyes and whispers of the classmates, Meng Chao was indifferent.

The corners of the eyes and mouth twitched slightly.

Somehow, suddenly I was so hungry that my stomach burned through. I couldn't move in half a step, and my eyes went black for a while.

"Oops, does Tinder help me repair my body and awakening skills, and I need to replenish the energy I consume?"

He was about to faint, and a big white bear flew towards him.

"Meng Chao, you actually carried Zonglong Zhuang so strongly on your back!"

Big white bear is a big fat man with more than two hundred catties.

The expression of grievance and the voice of grievance made people goosebumps.

Meng Chao shuddered, this voice that would never be forgotten as a gray, not his high school-era buddy "Chu Fei Xiong", who else?

"Quick, fat bear, I forgot to bring my money today. Please ask me to rub it in the shop. Tomorrow the day after tomorrow, I will ask you for two meals."

"No, borrow one and pay two. My food is three times your size. When Meng Chao is so generous, there must be a trap."

"What pitfalls can I lie to you? We are half-brothers!"

"Also, hee hee, all the classmates heard that, forgive you for not being scornful, go, shop, today I invite!"

five minutes later.

A kiosk on the corner of the campus.

The big white bear cried like a child of more than two hundred pounds.

"Meng Chao, I beg you to be a person, even if it's an animal, you can't eat my living expenses for two weeks at a stretch, me, I fight with you!"

He rushed toward Meng Chao fiercely.

"Don't make trouble."

Meng Chao peeled off the last piece of chocolate and shook his arm at random.

More than two hundred pounds of big white bear flew out.

The two looked at each other dumbly.

"Just now..." Chu Fei Xiong turned dizzy.

"It's an illusion."

Meng Chao's noodles didn't change color, swallowed the chocolate, and looked at the shelves with endless meaning. "Today's instant noodles are quite fresh, and the color and fragrance are quite complete."

"Go away, I have lost half of my dime. Go away and start class!" The big white bear fled.

Meng Chao was trying to catch up, but saw the gray-haired handyman next to the trash can accidentally spill a large bag of trash on the ground.

"Ma'am, I'll help you." Meng Chao picked up all the garbage.

A corner of the eye twitched, and a message popped out:

[Your behavior of helping others, promotes social harmony, promotes the righteousness of Longcheng, contribution value +0.001]

[You protect the environment and promote the sustainable development of Dragon City, contribution value +0.001]

[In order to avoid lengthy information, the contribution value increases below 1 and will no longer be displayed, but every contribution you make can make the Dragon City stronger and promote the spread and sublimation of the fire of civilization, please continue to work hard]

The information flashed away, but Meng Chao froze for a long time.

...

Teaching building, stairwell.

Meng Chao leaned on the armrest and looked up at his head forty-five degrees, doing a pensive look.

He looked deeply at the girls in short skirts in the summer and went up the stairs with a smile.

The girls' calves were round and trembling under the wrap of knee-length white cotton socks.

"Do you want to die?"

Chu Feixiong dragged him in the back, "You really want to see it, just pretend to be casual, just sneak a few glances with Yu Guang, how can you keep staring at others, so rogue?"

"Fat bear, you don't understand."

A layer of vicissitudes shrouded in Meng Chao's eyebrows and said with emotion, "It wasn't until now that I realized that the life I used to take for granted was so beautiful that it was worth our utmost protection."

"Meng Chao, I really admire you, every time I am so shamelessly so fresh and refined."

Chu Feixiong dragged Meng Chao aside, "Don't read it, I want to borrow your latest download of the learning materials, or talk about the matter just now, you really killed Yan Motou in your dreams, and even took the dragon The city is perishing? Then, am I a general and fighting to the last moment?"

This big white bear has dreams since childhood, to be a majestic general, commanding the steel torrent of Dragon City, sweeping the whole world.

Of course, this is also the dream of every Dragon City teenager.

"What caused me to perish, I only saw a few shattered pictures in my dream, as for you..."

Meng Chao stared at the face of the dead party and searched deep in his mind.

Past memories are like butterflies dancing in the storm, mottled and unpredictable.

The feeling of a hangover reappeared, and he could not capture clear details.

Just when he wanted to give up, a flash of lightning suddenly brightened his mind.

With a strong headache, he saw it!

Meng Chao saw the depth of the thunder and thunder in the cloud, which he had never seen before. A huge monster, like a slowly moving hill, rolled over towards the Dragon City.

I saw countless soldiers and citizens rushing up like a tide, collapsing, retreating and crushing like a tide hitting a giant rock.

I also saw myself holding a chrysanthemum in a huge square, and weeping all around me.

In front of the two large screens, one is a list of fallen soldiers, and the other is a list of killed civilians.

Meng Chao saw himself searching for Chu Feixiong's name, and a photo jumped out on the screen. The big white bear wore a standard soldier's uniform and smiled brightly in the black and white portrait.

"Good brother, rest assured, I have cut and pasted all of your study materials into my computer, as well as your Internet access and download records. I will also delete all of them for you. Just go all the way!"

He heard himself crying and said, "My parents are also going down. You see them and help me with a sentence. I will take care of my little sister and let the two elders rest assured..."

Meng Chao awakened from the nightmare again.

Covering his heart, he slowly sat on the steps, sweating.

Even the girls ran around and could not divert his attention.

Chu Feixiong was startled: "What's wrong, I was shocked."

Meng Chao stopped talking.

What can he say?

Say in a nightmare, the dead party did not enter the military academy, let alone become a general, just the frontline big-headed soldier?

It is said that monster war will soon be upgraded, there will be bigger, more and more fierce monsters, which are constantly emerging?

It is said that Dragon City will suffer heavy losses in this battle, including Chu Feixiong, countless soldiers and citizens have sacrificed, countless strong men have fallen, and they have yet to go out of the novice village, they have scheduled the end of the destruction?

Even, even my parents...

Meng Chao dare not think about it.

Angry because of fear, and unwilling to be angry, he clenched his fists and looked grim.

"You will not be scared by nightmares?"

Chu Feixiong slapped heavily on his shoulder and grinned, "Relax, nightmare and reality are opposites. Even if Dragon City is really in crisis, with our brothers, we are still afraid of a fart, but I want to be big General man!"

"……Correct!"

Meng Chao recovered his mind and threw his fist heavily. "This is not the future, but a **** nightmare. If you want to change everything, start with the college entrance examination. This time, you will be admitted to the military academy, and I will also be admitted to the undergraduate."

I heard that in the earth age, the number of undergraduates has increased year by year due to factors such as university expansion.

However, after the Dragon City traversal, it faced a lack of resources and various crises.

At the time of life and death, all citizens must fulfill their duties, and young people should try their best to reduce the time of education and start working and fighting positions as soon as possible.

The ideal of ordinary citizens is to enter a two-year college for vocational training and find a good job in the future.

As for the undergraduate, only train the extraordinary.

No matter now or in the future, the transcendents are the mainstay of Dragon City's hegemony in the world.

It is also a highly respected existence of the public.

Whether in politics or in the army, the big boss or the emperor superstar who is in the spotlight, nine out of ten, are extraordinary.

To break the scenes seen in the nightmare, Meng Chao must be extraordinary!

"Are you really going to take an undergraduate exam, are you kidding?" Chu Feixiong became serious.

He knew that Meng Chao was seriously injured last year.

I also know that there is a reason for good brothers to let themselves go.

But now, the big white bear saw in Meng Chao's eyes, extinguished the whole year's fire, and rekindled.

"No kidding, you must be an undergraduate."

Meng Chao paused and couldn't help but laugh again, "I have been a stupid fork in the past year, right?"

"Yes, large."

Chu Fei Xiong Chao Meng Chao stretched his fist, "However, if you stupid fork really made up their minds and want to use the last fifty days to sprint well, buddy will definitely help you."

Meng Chao took a deep breath and stretched his fist, hitting Chu Feixiong hard.

"Go to military school, be a general!"

"Undergraduate exams, become extraordinary!"

The two brothers strode back to the classroom.

The next section is a Chinese class.

The students cheered.

"Great, finally wait for the language class!"

"Quickly, I will recite "Mulan Ci", I will recite "The Moonlight of the Lotus Pond", I will analyze the creative background and meaning of "Diary of the Madman", can't wait!"

"Chinese teacher, where did our dear Chinese teacher go?"

Students are looking forward to it.

It is a pity that I did not wait for the Chinese teacher, but for the cold face of the class leader Zuo Haoran.

"Teacher Huang is sick today."

Zuo Haoran stood on the podium and said, "This lesson is changed to self-study. Everyone will form a team and follow me to the training room."

"No?"

"Come here again!"

"I want Teacher Huang and give back my Chinese class!"

The unexpected bad news triggered a wave of wailing.

Dragon City is a lonely army in a foreign country, and implements blood-blooded education.

From kindergarten to university, physical education, training, and fighting courses account for a large proportion of the killing and killing.

Mathematics classes for calculating ballistics and sword trajectories, biology classes for studying monster structures, and physics and chemistry classes for modulating spar and outland minerals are all important.

Language courses with limited time cannot directly improve combat effectiveness, but can only be reduced repeatedly.

As of today, high school students only take two Chinese lessons per week.

The third grade sprint, these two Chinese lessons, should give way to the main lesson.

As a result, Chinese teachers can only get sick and ask for leave on both ends of the day, giving the class time to the physical education teacher, or classmates to study by themselves.

Things are rare, and high school students have been overwhelmed by heavy training this year. Don’t mention the Chinese class.

I heard that in the hometown of the earth, people of the same age can take a dozen or twenty Chinese lessons every week, recite hundreds of ancient poems, can do several sets of Chinese papers every day, and write compositions of two or three thousand words. no.

What a happy day!