Chapter 355 (2/2)
Others, such as the other four members of LIUCai jewelry and jade, as well as Wang Xinyu, ye Weiyang, Xiao Binggan, cangshanxue, Su Xiaoyan and other geniuses, are all here
They got their own rewards.
Some of the students who failed to enter the top ten of the individual challenge arena divided up some wonderful awards, such as the biggest progress award, the most stable state of mind award, the best manners award, the most discipline award, and so on. Naturally, the gold content is far less than those of the formal awards, but it is also better than nothing.
Some people laugh, others cry.
Compared with the third junior college, which has made a lot of money, the sixth college, its old rival, has come to a miserable end. Instead of winning the prize, it has been mercilessly criticized by the education department for cheating with Cao.
Fat pig taught Qiu Tian to die in the temple square that day.
Several others participated in the investigation team's teaching of persecuting Yunmeng students, but they also failed to escape the trial.
The loss of a grade director and several self-taught teachers made the reputation of the sixth college dust, and the overall disqualification of the next Tianjiao competition. A series of blows made the sixth College ”even worse for the originally poor families.”.
It can be said that the trend has gone.
In the extremely lively atmosphere, the award ceremony of Tianjiao competition for supremacy has finally come to a perfect end. Good people are rewarded and bad people are punished.
If we have to pick out a flaw, it is that we didn't attend the award ceremony in the early morning of the first day of Yunmeng city. In fact, since we lost our personal challenge to Han, this bright and beautiful girl has completely disappeared from the public's view.
The lack of this man of the moment award ceremony, like a perfect crown, the lack of a most brilliant pearl, slightly regret.
While the citizens are still immersed in the lingering charm of the grand celebration, Han Buqi has already embarked on the journey to the front line of the northern border.
evening.
The sea breeze blows on my face.
Lin Beichen, MI Ruyan, Yue Hongxiang and Bai Qingyun made a special trip to Yunmeng port to see their friends off.
Wearing a light armour uniform, Han Bubei looks valiant and calm. It feels like a veteran who has been in the army for many years. Standing on the deck of the Taijin class warship, he waves goodbye to Lin Beichen and others.
Along with Han Buxiao, there are 300 other young soldiers who have joined the army. They come from different backgrounds, including teenagers who have reached the age of 14 in major colleges and some outstanding young people in Yunmeng city.
They were all good men, with blood flowing in their bodies. They were called upon by the Empire to go to the front line and defend their country.
Lin Beichen feels inferior to himself.
”Really don't think about it any more?”
Ling Chi stood beside Lin Beichen and seized the last chance to persuade him: ”although your Xuanqi cultivation is temporarily abandoned, your physical strength is strong. The northern battlefield is the vast world where you can volatilize your talent and bloom your glory. In three years, you can reproduce your father's heroic posture... You have the posture of God of war.”
Lin Beichen laughed: ”unless your sister marries me.”
It's just a joke.
Ling Chi naturally understood.
He sighed and said, ”I hope one day you won't regret your choice today.”
Lin Beichen said nothing more.
”Brother, you must be careful. My mother and I are at home, waiting for you to come back.”
A 11-year-old girl, with two sheep's horn braids, glossy hair and wheat complexion, was wearing a simple cotton robe. There were more than ten patches of different colors, big and small, on it. The stitches were fine, and the clothes were clean and starched. The edges of her clothes were worn out with some white edges.
She was bouncing and waving, reluctantly waving to the warship.
The little girl's face is somewhat similar to Han's. her skin is slightly black, which can't be regarded as beautiful, but her facial features are very neat and pretty.
”Han Buxiao's sister.”
Ling Chi said, ”the woman beside her is Han Bufu's mother.”
Next to the little girl stood an old man who looked very haggard. Her clothes were even shabby, and her hair was gray. Her waist was a little bent, and her eyes were a little cloudy. She was staring at the young man in the warship, who was wearing military uniform, with thick worry and concern.
Lin Beichen was a bit surprised.
I have such a good relationship with Lao Han that I have never met his family.
This guy, I won't tell you.
”Are you wondering why han Bufu's father didn't come to see him off?”
Ling Chi asked again.
Lin Beichen laughs and says casually: ”is it because I work in the city and the harsh boss doesn't give me leave?” He vaguely knows that Han Buqi's family conditions are not good. He is a poor class, and his family all work in the city.
Lingchi said, ”because his father died in the North ten years ago.”
Lin Beichen was stunned.
Lingchi's short sentence is like an electric current. Lin Beichen is caught off guard. He seems to be hit by high-voltage electricity.
And then the ship's siren began to sound.
The huge ship, like a metal monster, quivers slightly and will set sail.
Lingchi's body soared up like a rainbow, across a distance of kilometers, landed on the warship, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Han Buqi.
He didn't see Lin Beichen again.
Instead, he patted Han Bufu on the shoulder and said, ”he is different from you. Give him a little time.”
Han Buqi takes back his eyes from the shore and nods heavily.
”It takes 15 days for a warship to reach the port of Wuhe in hewuxing province by sea, and then it takes 10 days for a warship to enter the northern territory by land. During these 25 days, you can't stop practicing martial arts. You are already soldiers of the Empire. You have to stop them. Do you understand?”
Lingchi's voice was not big, but it was over the sound of sirens and waves, reaching every recruit's ears.
”Yes, sir.”
The recruits yelled.
”From today on, you are yunmengbing of the 37th issue. Han Bubei is the commander of you people. His words are mine, and his orders are mine. Do you understand?”
Lingchi said again.