The artist pulls out a weeping willow tree

"……Why?"

"Because... there was a bug." Suerya shrugged.

Bug's original body is auspicious: "..."

"That can't be the last one..." Jixiang muttered, she worked so hard!

"Ah... there's a bug in the rating system..."

Don’t talk as if it’s as easy as going out to buy a bottle of Coke… Jixiang’s eyes widened.

"...I heard it was because of your last slash." Ji Wu Ce said nonchalantly while sitting on the sofa, "The technical department of the virtual battlefield is currently repairing the system loopholes."

"Uh... then..."

"Excluding the overall score, you're third! Congratulations, Oono Xiang!" Surya said with a smile.

Surprisingly... she wasn’t the first... Jixiang felt a little disappointed, as she had always dreamed of getting the first place!

"…Who are the first and second place winners?"

"Of course we are the first place!" Mo Xingfeng laughed wildly.

"The second place is Gao Zhi." Su Erya shrugged.

"...Where is Zhang Weiwei's team?"

"Fourth, one point behind you."

"...Why do I feel that this competition is the home field of the Mecha Battle Academy?" Jixiang was a little confused when she heard the ranking. If it weren't for her, the top three would all be from the Mecha Battle Academy...

"That's the case this year. But don't forget that the top student in the second grade is Senior Duan Bai from the Insect Academy." Su Erya tapped Jixiang's forehead.

"Nice?"

“Surprisingly good!”

"Oh..."

Jixiang returned to the dormitory with a worshipful attitude and received a warm hug from senior sister Duan Bai.

"Baby Ji! Not bad!"

Jixiang, who was suffering from the aftereffects of the photo-taking activity at the orphanage, smiled reflexively. Duan Bai patted Jixiang, who was a little stiff.

After the brief hug, Jixiang said politely, "Thank you, Senior Duan!"

"The voting results will come out tomorrow. The seniors all like you very much!" Duan Bai said.

"...Hey? Is...is that so?" Jixiang was a little flattered. Is she so likable?

"Yes, as long as they are not from the Battle Academy, everyone likes them!" Duan Bai affirmed.

So... "It's mainly the seniors from the Insect Academy and... the Mecha Manufacturing Academy, right?"

"Very smart!" Duan Bai, who had already climbed onto the bed, said casually while looking at the computer.

"Senior Duan, you back then?"

Duan Bai turned his head and glanced at Jixiang who was sitting below, raised his eyebrows and said: "Why don't you go check the information?"

"Those fragments of information that have been processed countless times are meaningless." One's own psychological process is more worthy of in-depth exploration, Jixiang looked at Duan Baidao with sparkling eyes.

"Well... since you are so interested, I will take you to see it as promised by Bai Gong this week." Duan Bai turned his attention back to the optical computer.

"…Isn't it a story?"

"Stories are boring."

"…Thank you!"

Jixiang, who almost forgot the promise he made to work for a week, is feeling a bit depressed. It really is true that you should not provoke people who are grumpy when they wake up!

The next day, Jixiang went to class with two panda eyes. He had a nightmare last night about being chased by a bug with the head of Senior Sister Duan Bai. He kept shouting "Let me sleep again". It was so sour and refreshing!

The voting for the top student selection will end at 12:00 noon today. In fact, the top student selection was over after the virtual competition yesterday. After all, voting is just a matter of moving your fingers. Therefore, although the overall atmosphere today is still a little agitated, it is much calmer than before.

That is, Jixiang was keenly aware of many different gazes, some implicit and some overt.

"Auspicious! Her last knife move was so cool!"

"But that's still a bit problematic..."

"Her skill in picking out tendons and veins is real. That kind of precision is not something that ordinary people can do!"

"Her tolerance for pain is ridiculous. She didn't even blink when her skin was corroded by the blood of the worms."

"Besides, his hands are always steady! People like him will have a higher chance of survival on the battlefield even if their mecha breaks down due to their willpower and physical strength."

"The last knife is such a mystery. I heard there was a system loophole. Is that true?"

"It's very likely. Who knows? Anyway, it's normal for virtual battlefields to be hacked."

"Is it normal?"

"I heard that when the people in the technical department get annoyed, they will secretly attack the firewalls of certain systems of the other three alliances. It's just a matter of reciprocity..."

"secretly?"

"These are all entertainment activities after get off work, let's play together."

"..."

Jixiang, who suddenly fell in love with Tang Hengdao, was squatting behind a building in the abandoned urban training ground with his sword in his arms. The huge mecha was huddled together in a wronged manner.

As expected, people are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being fat. Now her classmates are full of curiosity about her, which makes Jixiang feel uncomfortable. When she first became a Chinese painting artist, she was not so popular...

"Good luck!" the mecha practical class teacher shouted with a loudspeaker.

Jixiang covered his ears and walked to the starting point carefully. Today's course content is urban obstacle training, which trains the flexibility of mechas. Running flexibly in urban streets without damaging buildings, all of which are specially built narrow streets and various strange-shaped buildings. The reason for the strange shapes is that every student who damages a building must repair it himself after class in a mecha... This is much more humane than playing with embroidery needles.

Although Jixiang wanted to show off her architectural skills, she didn't have the self-torturing hobby of doing extra work after class. So, Jixiang regretfully decided to complete the training seriously.

The silver-white standard mecha dodged obstacles like a dancing master, exerting the maximum flexibility of the joint design of the mecha to the extreme. The swaying posture was like the wind blowing the willow branches, and the unignorable sense of power was like the strong pine trees in the mountains, giving people the illusion that this was not a machine but a real person.

"... passed." The mecha practical class teacher nodded.

After completing the training, Jixiang returned to her Feng Shui treasure land again. The gazes of these classmates were too enthusiastic. Jixiang just wanted to think about life quietly by herself...

After the chief student selection competition is over, she will have to fight with Xingfengzuolang and the others. This is a good opportunity to earn points!

As a worker, you need to be flexible. There is no such thing as a good boss. Behind every boss's friendly smile is actually a dirty face of a capitalist. Therefore, cherish every opportunity to make money happily!

Jixiang, who had experienced the beatings of society, had a vicissitudes of life look. It was not easy to find a job where he could beat up the boss openly!