Disguised as a man, she returned to the military academy and was forced to study again.

Late at night, tens of thousands of night owls were surfing the White Lion Academy forums. The chats in each section were constantly updated, and the forums were calm.

Until an ID named Night Owl logged in.

Unlike other accounts that log in silently, he automatically generates a one-minute loop that plays throughout the entire platform upon entering the forum system:

Administrator: Night Owl, logged into the forum at 2:11 AM.

Administrator: Night Owl, logged into the forum at 2:11 AM.

……

When forum friends from all over the universe who were still surfing the internet late at night saw this news, they were like a drop of water dropped into a frying pan, and they exploded immediately.

Because everyone knows that the person behind this ID is the vice-president of White Lion College and one of the ten marshals of the Federation, Hugh Grosvenor.

"Administrator refreshes from time to time, capture!"

"Where's the new post about how many times a year the Marshal can log in? Send me the link, urgent!"

"The Marshal hasn't been here for a long time, and I unexpectedly ran into him today!!"

"Of course he's on a mission. He's always gone for a long time."

……

Night Owl did not respond to the discussions in the forum, but a large number of posts continued to become popular or were included in different sections.

Ma Xiu had just emerged from a military exercise at the core of the universe. He sat upright in a starship protected by the Empire, his graying hair neatly combed back, and the British-style vest he wore gave him a scholarly air.

But no one could have imagined that the hobby of a dignified federal marshal was to enthusiastically browse posts in the forum late at night.

Ma Xiu had graduated from the academy 62 years ago and had climbed the ranks from private to marshal.

Over the years, he was only the vice-president of White Lion Academy in figurehead. As his military rank continued to rise, his affairs became busier and he was unable to find time to go to the academy.

But whenever he has some free time, he will log on to the forum immediately to see what his lovely juniors are doing.

This is certainly not for gossip!

Ma Xiu glanced at the forum with a smile. He noticed that the most frequently appearing phrase this time was "midnight sad pig intestines." Every once in a while, some influential figure would appear on the forum, but Ma Xiu was not interested in this type of person, so he quickly flipped through the pages.

He is even more curious about whether there will be any new romantic scandals recently.

For example, a college teacher was secretly photographed having a tryst late at night.

If there really isn't one, then observing the history of interspecies reproduction isn't impossible...

Finally, Ma Xiu looked at the various strange information in the life gossip section and smiled with satisfaction.

I can't help but sigh that young people's lives are so colorful.

This girl's selfie is also good, it can be included in the most beautiful campus scenery...

His adjutant stood behind Ma Xiu, looking at the posts constantly refreshing on the marshal's screen with a look of indifference.

Until Ma Xiu saw a hot post on the forum titled "Uncovering the whole story of the mysterious Class A command question appearing on the forum" and clicked on it, he paused for an unusually long time.

The next morning,

The alarm clock rang, Yan Qi struggled to get up in bed, turned off the alarm clock and fell down silently again.

Repeated several times.

Until a shadow appeared at the head of her bed and completely turned off the alarm clock. Without the noisy ringtone, Yan Qi rubbed her pillow in satisfaction and squinted her eyes at the figure standing next to her.

When Yan Qi saw the figure clearly, his mind suddenly became much clearer.

Ji Li was standing by the bed, watching him. His expression was a little unclear in the dim light. Yan Qi was so frightened that he almost sat up, but then, remembering that he wasn't wearing any tight underwear, he quietly sank a little deeper into the quilt, and said hello with a dry laugh:

"What a coincidence, Admiral. You're up so early too."

"It's unfortunate. I was just lucky to be woken up by your alarm clock." Ji Li said with a cold face, and casually put her electronic board back on the bedside table.

He had never seen anyone who could lie in bed peacefully while the phone rang repeatedly for fifteen minutes, and at a volume that would wake even him who was next door.

Ji Li looked down at the person still motionless in bed, and took a step closer with a hint of dissatisfaction. The light from the window just happened to hit Yan Qi's pillow, outlining her delicate jawline. Her black gemstone-like eyes, surprisingly bright in the dim environment, stared at Ji Li as he approached, a little dazed.

Finally, after a long standoff between the two sides, Yan Qi slowly sat up, with the hair on the back of his head half-tilted up and a little messy.

Ji Li saw him get up and reach out to turn on the bedside lamp, but Yan Qi held it down and said, "Don't turn it on yet. Wait a minute. Your eyes hurt." He lowered his eyes to look at the boy who was still a little absent-minded, and withdrew his hand: "Come down within 20 minutes, or walk back to school by yourself."

After Yan Qi watched Ji Li leave, she was so frightened that she quickly covered her collar. Fortunately, she was quick-witted, otherwise she would have been doomed if the light had been turned on.

After quickly washing up, Yan Qi went downstairs carrying the box containing the dagger. Butler Tu stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking at Yan Qi with a smile. He handed the bag in his hand to Yan Qi and said with concern, "Master Yan, this is the breakfast I prepared. Take it with you on the road, don't go hungry."

Of course Yan Qi would not refuse such a delicious breakfast and happily accepted it.

Yan Qi was about to express his gratitude to Tu, the housekeeper, when he was interrupted by Ji Li, who appeared with a cold face and asked, "Are you not in a hurry to start class?"

His tone was cold and he exuded a very unhappy aura.

Yan Qi knew he was in the wrong, so he stood beside Ji Li in a daze, as quiet as a chicken.

Then Yan Qi got in the car. Ji Li looked at Yan Qi's aggrieved expression, turned his head away and looked out the window, then instructed the driver:

"Drive to White Lion Academy."

The journey was silent, and Yan Qi wasn't bothered by it. He kept rummaging through his bags, trying to figure out how to fit the box containing the knife inside. Arriving at the entrance of White Lion Academy, Yan Qi's head started to get a bit heavy again. Ji Li's cars were always at the forefront of aesthetics, and the price was obviously very expensive.

Every time he stopped at the school gate, he would attract a lot of attention, which doubled the pressure on Yan Qi.

Could the world please respect those who truly want to keep a low profile?

Fortunately, it is morning now and there are not many people at the school gate.

Yan Qi looked at Ji Li's indifferent profile and greeted him with a smile, "I'm here, I'm going to school. Be careful on the road." After that, he stuffed a small box into Ji Li's hand and jumped out of the car without waiting for his reaction.

When Ji Li turned around, Yan Qi had already gotten out of the car quickly.

He picked up the box that had been stuffed under his hand and saw that it was one of the breakfasts prepared by Tu, the housekeeper—a caramel soufflé. He then looked at the figure trotting into the school, as if afraid of being seen.

I don't think it's funny.

But Ji Li still kept a cold expression, looking at the box of things, not knowing what he was thinking. Then he picked up a piece of the cream puff and tasted it. After a while, he spoke: "Let's drive. We're going to inspect today."