After forming a covenant with the interstellar bosses

Two days passed like this. Because they arrived early, a large number of students came to register two days later. They were all boys. Song Yu stood in front of the glass window of the dormitory and watched as the students with different appearances were all changed into the same hairstyle and clothes in less than half an hour. Some were happy, some were proud, and some were slightly lost.

Because we knew these rules before registering, no one cried or dropped out because of them.

Song Yu also got his own uniform, which was actually almost exactly the same as those boys', except for slight changes in the cut of the clothes.

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The teaching assistant dormitory is actually no different from an ordinary male dormitory, except that each person has a room and does not need to share with others.

Jiang Yan had very few belongings, and with the toilet included, the room, less than 15 square meters, seemed quite bare. He took off his shirt, his abdominal muscles making him look exceptionally strong, but the bloodstain on his back was particularly glaring, making it hard to imagine he could still move freely.

After being flogged, Jiang Yan did not get even a single day of rest, and only the doctor in the prison gave him some medicine.

He didn't have a single star coin on him, and although he later contacted He Nuo, he didn't say anything.

This is what he deserves to endure. The meaning of flogging is pain, including the exploding pain during the punishment, as well as the endless torture during the recovery period after the punishment.

Jiang Yan is a man who will not compromise. Whether in training or fighting, he tries his best to be perfect. Even now, when he is being tortured, he will not cheat for himself.

He looked at the one million star coins that Song Yu transferred back to him. Jiang Yan was from the Jiang family and had been living a luxurious life since birth. When he grew up, he bought the Fire Crystal Manor with his own ability. He knew how to enjoy himself and how to make his life more comfortable.

But he doesn't want to do that now. This little house is pretty good.

"Jiang Yan, why are you so stubborn? You have done everything you should and shouldn't have done. Commander Qiao has invested so many favors to get you into the Imperial Military Academy. What's wrong with you saying a few soft words to your appeaser?" It was He Nuo's voice on the other end of the communicator.

"Besides, Miss Song has been nice to you. Ultimately, you're largely to blame for the current situation. If I were you, the first time I saw her, no matter where—no, the more people who saw her, the better. The more people who saw her, the more sincere I was. I would kneel before her, hug her legs, and beg her to forgive me and give me another chance."

"Miss Song is not a woman like your mother. Look at her. She is willing to take risks repeatedly for the sake of ordinary people she doesn't know. This time, she was even seriously injured for Tang Zhishu. She forced herself to advance. We are all matched. She will give you a chance."

"Even if you don't give it to her, won't you pester her? You're her teaching assistant now, and I heard Tang Zhishu can't cook, but your cooking is a hundred times better than the school cafeteria's. Starting tomorrow, you'll send her food in different ways. Keep doing this for a hundred days. After a hundred days, if you don't send it to her anymore, will she still be able to bear to eat in the cafeteria?"

"For the sake of her own stomach, she has to renew her bond with you. Besides, she has so many places now. Aren't those two from the Ouyang family just a little rich? Ouyang Jin is a well-known playboy, but she doesn't despise him, let alone you who have always been chaste."

……

He Nuo seemed really anxious and said a lot in one breath until he saw Jiang Yan lying on the bed with sweat on his forehead and a painful expression.

"Jiang Yan? Is the whipping and caning so unbearable? Are you still not well?"

"Fortunately, I can't die."

The wound just heals and then cracks, and then heals again, and it never has a chance to heal.

"You should rest. I'll send you some medicine."

"You cannot use medicine privately for injuries caused by torture."

"..." He Nuo was speechless. "It's up to you. This injury isn't fatal anyway. Remember what I said, spend more time with Miss Song. She's a good soothsayer. If you don't take action now, I'm afraid those SS-level or even SSS-level monsters will take action."

"He Nuo." The low voice sounded a little impatient.

"Ok?"

"My current position is indeed lower than yours, much lower."

"It's nothing, with your ability..."

"But my strength is still higher than yours, much higher."

He Nuo shut up.

Before hanging up, he added, "Not only am I watching you, but Commander Qiao is also watching you. If you can't get Miss Song back, his efforts will be in vain."

……

A busy tone sounded, and Jiang Yan's world finally returned to peace.

The teaching assistant's dormitory building is just opposite the girls' dormitory building. In the entire Imperial Military Academy's freshman area, there is only one dormitory building whose top floor is a girls' dormitory. It is also the only dormitory building with an elevator, and the elevator only goes to the ninth floor.

The eight floors below are all boys' dormitories, but it is still called the girls' dormitory building.

There were only four suites, and two of them had lights on.

From Jiang Yan's perspective, he could see that the lights in one of the master bedrooms were on, and the lights in the other two single rooms were also on. That was Princess Luo's suite, and her three matches were all here today.

In the other suite, only the master bedroom of the owner had the light on, while the rest was dark. It was obvious that they also lived together at night. With Jiang Yan's insight, he figured this out without much thought.

This made him think that if there weren't so many misunderstandings, perhaps he would also be in that suite now, sleeping alone in a room, or in a room with Song Yu.

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Song Yu hadn't seen Jiang Yan again until the day before school started. She and Tang Zhishu had eaten in all the canteens of the Imperial Military Academy, and finally found sadly that they could only fill their stomachs and had no taste or aroma.

It was already past noon, and Song Yu had no motivation to go out for dinner. He rolled around in bed, not wanting to move.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Tang Zhishu went over to check, but found that there was no one in the corridor, but there was a lunch box at the door.

When the lunch box was opened, there were four dishes and a soup inside, including meat and vegetables, cold and hot dishes. The most important thing was that it not only looked good but also smelled delicious.

This can't be made in the cafeteria, and it doesn't look like it was bought from a restaurant.

"Who is so nice?" Song Yu almost cried as he looked at the table full of delicious food.

"Master, you can't eat it."

Tang Zhishu hurriedly stopped him. If he had been a second slower, Song Yu would have put the chicken leg into his mouth.

Song Yu looked up, glanced at Tang Zhishu with dissatisfaction, and put it down obediently. Of course, she knew that she couldn't eat it, but she was just pretending.

Tang Zhishu took the chicken leg from Song Yu's hand and silently stood between Song Yu and the table full of delicious food, with his head lowered and a face full of guilt.

"I'm sorry, Master. It's all my fault, but I really can't eat food of unknown origin." He spread his hands in front of Song Yu, "Or, you can hit me."

Song Yu pursed his lips, holding Tang Zhishu's right hand with his left hand and raising the other hand high, "Okay, then I'll beat you."

"Really?"

"Of course." Song Yu pretended to be fierce and patted Tang Zhishu's hand lightly.

"Oh, it hurts so much."

Song Yu suppressed his laughter and looked at him.

Just as she laughed out loud, her communicator rang.

It was a voice message from Jiang Yan.

"Ms. Song, there will be a class meeting at 2:00 PM. It will be chaired by the only professor in the Department of Pacifier Combat and Research. Please attend promptly. Also, I left the food box outside the door. Please feel free to eat."

Still as formal as ever, but...

Song Yu finally has something delicious! As a school assistant and an S-level master, Jiang Yan can be trusted.

Tang Zhishu stood silently by the side serving food to the head of the family, feeling as if something was about to be lost.