Quick Wear: Out-of-print White Moonlight, Refusing to Fall from the Altar

After saying that, Su Jin picked out another homework from his hand and placed the others on Iriel's desk.

"Rewrite all of these. Be sure to add your own opinions based on the analysis and summary. Don't just randomly think of them. You need to find new perspectives. If I see something like the ones I just copied from the internet, I'll..."

"Break my legs?"

Su Jin paused, and looked at Irel with his dreamy eyes like broken ice. Why did he feel that Irel had some obsession with breaking his legs?

"I'll hire a tutor for you until you can write homework that satisfies me."

Irel snorted coldly and gritted his teeth on the end of the pen.

——A tutor only knows how to hire a tutor. Who does he think he is?

Yrel rolled his eyes, but lowered his head and continued to do his homework seriously.

After all, his schoolwork is the only thing that can prove him now. Even if he dislikes Su Jin, he will never be careless when it comes to his schoolwork.

As for the fact that Su Jin had criticized his carefully written homework as worthless, Yirel said that it was Su Jin who was too arrogant! Did he think everyone was as talented as him?

He is a beta, not an alpha, and is naturally less focused and less interested in mechas than an alpha.

This life is destined to be mediocre.

As Yirel wrote, his mood became a little low. He grimaced as he wrote, and began to curse Su Jin in his heart, calling him a pervert and a control freak.

But while cursing, Iriel accidentally caught a glimpse of Su Jin who had finished his homework and did not leave, but was sitting on the sofa.

The dim blue light reflected on Su Jin, making him look as ruthless and ascetic as a machine.

But I have to admit that his brother does have a good-looking appearance.

The morning light streamed in through the window, forming two streaks of light that spread out at his feet. He sat there casually, his glasses, which he had put on at some point, casting a shadow over his icy eyes.

Beneath the reflective, transparent lenses, a face of cool, refined elegance was revealed. He wasn't wearing his military uniform today, but a simple casual outfit. A crisp white shirt framed his lean waist, and the graceful curves of his legs were faintly visible beneath his pure black trousers. He looked even more elegant than at school.

No wonder he could have turned that idiot Xiangzhou into a mentally retarded person!

Irel swallowed and thought with disdain.

— Damn! (Write, write, write!) A control freak! (Write, write, write!) Why is he so abstinent? (Write, write, write, write!)

Su Jinke had no idea what Yirel was thinking. He was sitting on the sofa, looking at the electronic file that Soft Candy sent to him.

Soft Candy processed some of the simple ones and sent the ones that needed to be selected to Su Jin.

He quickly scanned the letters, first reading a few from the same conservative school, then picked up the electronic pen next to him and imitated Mr. Ippert's handwriting to write a reply.

Then he looked at several recent proposals, and when he saw one of them, Su Jin was stunned.

This is a proposal to allow non-first star alphas to enter the First Star Academy. You must know that the First Star Military Academy is the cradle of military commanders. Allowing other star alphas to enter the First Star means allowing other star alphas to enter the central army commander position.

This is clearly a proposal to protect the rights of civilian alphas, and the proposer is Crown Prince Xiu!

Su Jin adjusted his glasses and did not sign the proposal immediately.

Logically speaking, the Berkeley family, as conservatives, that is, the aristocratic family that protects the interests of the aristocracy, should have signed the veto.

But the problem is that after Su Jin entered Smotley College, he became too close to Crown Prince Xiu.

No matter what the Crown Prince thinks, the politicians outside will think that Su Jin has joined the Crown Prince's reformist faction.

After all, in addition to being close to the Crown Prince, Su Jin is also a civilian alpha from the third star.

If he signs the veto, it means that he will continue to stand on the side of the conservatives, but his identity and his position will be questioned, and it will be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the government in the future.

For example, the original owner was also a very wise person. After Mr. Ipet's death, he resolutely stood on the side of the civilian faction.

If Su Jin signed the letter of consent, it would mean that Berkeley had completely broken with the aristocratic faction and stood with the neutral reformists.

For a long time afterwards, he not only had to distance himself from the conservatives, but also had to get to know the reformist politicians and gain their trust.

This is a completely different path from the Berkeley family in the past.

Su Jin clicked the stylus in embarrassment, planning to report to Mr. Ipet first and seek his opinion.

Thinking of this, Su Jin stood up, put away his laptop and said to Yirel:

"I'm going out for a while. If you're not back by noon, don't wait for me. Put your homework aside and read it when I get back."

When Iriel heard this, he was delighted and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

——Great! The control freak is leaving!

As Su Jin walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned around and said:

"By the way, I've hired a physical training instructor for you. You'll have an hour for lunch from midnight to one, and then go to the gravity room with the instructor to train from two to eight. You'll have lunch as usual. But if you don't finish your morning homework, you can't sleep at night until you finish it."

When Iriel heard this, the corners of his mouth immediately fell and he could no longer bear it!

Throw the pen to the ground! Stand up and say:

"Su Jin, are you done yet? You even control my sleep time. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Su Jin looked over coldly: "Huh?"

Irel's chest heaved with anger, but under his brother's cold gaze, he remembered that his brother could now subdue him at will and break his legs at any time.

He lowered his head spinelessly, gritted his teeth and picked up the pen on the ground, almost buried his head in the desk, and said in a muffled voice:

"nothing."

Seeing that he was still honest, Su Jin said:

"Write well, and wait for me to come back and read it when you're done."

Then he walked out and closed the door for Iriel.

As soon as the man left, Irel threw his pen to the ground and cursed, "This is too much!"

Then after cursing, he picked up the pen and continued writing.

While writing, I cursed Su Jin in my heart for being a perverted control freak. As I wrote, I unknowingly wrote a long row of Su Jin's name on the homework.

When Iriel came to his senses, he frowned and cursed himself, scolding himself for having his mind full of that control freak.

Then he quickly took a new piece of paper and copied it again.

On this side, Su Jin rushed to the hospital and reported the proposal to Mr. Ipet.

Ipet was very tired. He lay on the bed and thought for a while before asking, "Su Jin, what do you think of the Crown Prince?"

Su Jin answered truthfully, "He's not completely on the side of the reformists (commoners), nor is he completely on the side of the conservatives (aristocrats). He's simply protecting the rights of the royal family and balancing the struggle between the two factions. This is the royal family's usual style, so they're pretty much on the side of the rules."

"I mean his ability, what do you think?"

Su Jin raised his eyes and said, "If he were in power, the Federation would maintain the status quo and not see any major changes in the next 150 years."

Ipet closed his eyes: "That's enough, Su Jin, what's important is the interests of the Berkeley family, not the interests of the nobles."