The artist pulls out a weeping willow tree

Jixiang, who took the opportunity to earn a lot of extra money, boarded the school bus reluctantly, and the desert trip ended peacefully.

Losing two suckers, bah, the good fortune of the two financial sponsors is lost...

Not long after he was lost, Jixiang was surrounded on the left and right by the two brothers who had come to stir up trouble.

"Jixiang! You actually ran away on your own!" Mo Xingfeng looked at Jixiang unhappily.

"He actually ran away!" Mo Zuolang frowned.

"...Who ran away?!" When did she run away? She wasn't with these two!

"You!" the two brothers who were causing trouble said in unison.

"...Shouldn't we gather and get on the bus when the school bus arrives?" Jixiang said gritting his teeth.

The pot fell from the sky! The reincarnation of Dou E from the interstellar world! She died unjustly!

"You're the one who left us both behind!"

“It’s dropped!”

"Run faster than a rabbit!"

"rabbit!"

"We still consider you a friend!"

"loss!"

"..."

Jixiang covered his ears with a painful look on his face. Destroy it!

"Don't cover your ears!"

"No!"

auspicious:"……"

After a tormented journey, Jixiang got out of the car and ran away immediately after returning to school. He said goodbye to those little devils. No, goodbye forever!

The two brothers who were making trouble looked at Jixiang's hasty escape and smiled at the same time. An inexplicable chill blew...

Jixiang, who was riding a balancing car, felt a chill on her back and subconsciously increased the speed to the highest level. She had to go back and bathe in the Buddha's light! She always felt particularly unlucky!

Jixiang, who was often plagued by bad luck, went back to the dormitory to take a shower, and then went straight to the mecha manufacturing room, where her latest Buddha statue was! She had to go there to chant some sutras and burn some incense!

At this time, a familiar fiery red mecha was placed on the mecha platform in the center of the manufacturing room.

Guan Qingyue was standing on the lifting platform to maintain the mecha.

"You're back."

"Ah, I'm back." Jixiang said dejectedly.

"...What happened?" He didn't look very well mentally.

"It would be good if it can get rid of the bad luck." Jixiang said absentmindedly. She had to put this large golden incense burner of wealth and honor in a suitable place.

Guan Qingyue silently watched Jixiang set up the incense burner and then devoutly burn incense and worship Buddha, muttering something in a completely unfamiliar language.

"When the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara was practicing the profound Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and was able to overcome all suffering. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form. Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. The same is true of feeling, perception, impulse and consciousness." This is the only content of the Heart Sutra that Jixiang remembered.

Guan Qingyue looked away with a complicated expression. He didn't understand the language, but he could tell that Jixiang was repeating the same thing over and over again. He heard that many planets have some strange and special rituals, and he hoped that Jixiang could face these problems and believe in science more!

Unexpectedly, Guan Qingyue, who didn't understand superstition, accidentally found out some truth...

But Jixiang is not that superstitious. She just likes to be superstitious...

Jixiang, who likes superstition, finally calmed down after bathing in the Buddha's light. Keeping a solemn look and posture, Jixiang insincerely wrote a text experience, and directly copied and pasted the whole text to Hongpeilu. She didn't believe that Hongpeilu, the king of slacking off, would really read it!

After finishing her homework, Ji Daxiang started to work as a blacksmith. She came back early today and had no classes in the afternoon, so she could work a little longer.

She had received quite a few notices for make-up classes, which was really wonderful! She was touched! She cried! Jixiang cursed in her heart.

When Jixiang finally returned to the dormitory, Duan Bai was projecting a live anatomy teaching video. When Jixiang opened the door, he was immediately met with the malicious compound eyes of the insect in the video...

"Buddha's light shines everywhere!" Jixiang shouted with his eyes closed.

Duan Bai was startled by Jixiang: ...

"…Baby Ji? What did you say?"

"...Nothing." Jixiang looked at Duan Bai, who was eating snacks with a cheerful aura, and silently swallowed a mouthful of blood. After not seeing him for a week, she was a little uncomfortable with this scene. It was too exciting...

"Oh, I forgot to wish you happy holidays!"

Jixiang: ...Thank you, but no need, she can’t bear it.

Duan Bai looked at Jixiang's resistance and said meaningfully, "...Don't worry, Zhan Da loves festivals the most! And he celebrates every festival!"

"What do you mean by every festival must be celebrated?" Jixiang, who was walking towards the bathroom, stopped when he heard this and turned to look at Duan Bai mechanically. Could it be what she thought?

"That is, some festivals of the Alliance need to be celebrated, and some festivals of the Watch Star Domain also need to be celebrated." Duan Bai said slowly.

Zhanda, the famous fanatic of the Overwatch Star Region, is a fanatic of celebrating festivals! They are so fanatical that they even celebrate the solar terms. In fact, they use the opportunity to carry out various education and training. Sometimes they celebrate seven or eight festivals a month. There are many ways to celebrate, from killing chickens and growing vegetables to hunting Zerg. Sometimes they are serious, and sometimes they just treat students as fun...

Students of Zhan University, poor kid... Jixiang walked into the bathroom with heavy steps. This Buddha light was a waste of time...

The next day, in the virtual combat training ground of Zhanda, Jixiang was rubbing a bomb with his hands...

That’s right, it’s hand-made bombs! One of the basic contents of the interstellar explosion technology and blasting engineering course is bomb making…

After all, he is a craftsman, and Jixiang is quite good at making bombs! He makes one bomb and throws it, and he makes a bunch of bombs and throws them together, just like in the game, to achieve the corresponding explosion power.

Of course, the so-called bomb throwing is just a general term. In order to achieve dual control over the blasting effect and blasting hazards, Jixiang and his colleagues also have to learn knowledge such as fine blasting.

Normally, everyone is very active in class, throwing bombs one after another. Their excitement makes my legs go weak every time I see it. This place may lack everything except warmongers!

But everyone is a little absent-minded today. It's normal to be restless after the holidays. Jixiang is melancholy while rubbing the bomb and eavesdropping...

"Are you going to participate in the first-place selection battle?"

"Of course! What about you?"

"Ah, I'm still thinking about it..."

"Don't even think about it! You have to participate!"

"That's right! It's an old tradition for all members of the Battle Academy to compete!"

"..."

The first round selection battle? What is this?

With a deaf ear to the world outside, and a heart as pure as ice, the auspicious heart of art skips a beat... It's over, the bomb that I just rolled is about to explode!