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

Yan Qi came out with slightly wet hair, picked up the electronic board on the table, looked at the time, sighed, and fell weakly on the bed.

Time flies so fast, and winter has arrived in the blink of an eye. It was also such a cold winter day when she said goodbye to her teachers and classmates. Who knew that parting was easy, but meeting again would be so difficult.

If I had known she would have turned down this task...

The next day, Yan Qi slowly woke up thanks to Furong's friendly wake-up call. She tilted her head to look out the window at the dark sky, and a moment of sadness washed over her.

She thought he was sick, and when she opened the information on the electronic board, she saw the words "dislike of school" written crookedly inside.

But then he thought about the intense study phase that would begin in a week, the final exam for the "Top of the Command Department: Final Exam." Resigned to his fate, Yan Qi slipped into the Command Department's virtual lobby, ready to search the bulletin board for some information.

Unexpectedly, when she flashed into the virtual space, she found it was packed with people. She was shocked. Is everyone so enthusiastic about learning?

Everyone formed a big circle around the bulletin board. There were about sixty or seventy people crowded in the front. After Yan Qi approached, he vaguely heard a few words and roughly understood that today was the day to announce the results of the concentrated training.

"How come it's not even eight o'clock yet? Time goes by so slowly. If I had known, I wouldn't have gotten up so early to wait!"

"Don't worry, it's almost over. There are only five minutes left. I'm afraid there's no chance anyway. You don't know how the seniors went crazy when the award was announced."

"Don't even mention the seniors going crazy; I'm going crazy too. I worked my ass off to come up with this plan. If I can just get some credits, I'll be satisfied."

By the last minute, everyone had quieted down, and Yan Qi, too, looked at the holographic projection that had popped up on the public notice board. Her gaze darted straight to twentieth place, the ranking she had painstakingly managed.

Until she saw the twentieth one clearly: Li Boqing, a third-grader.

What? It wasn't me.

Yan Qi's eyes widened in disbelief, her gaze frantically searching the list until she saw the ninth place in the top ten: "First-year student Yan Qi." It was not only she who saw it clearly, but everyone else saw it too: among the top eleven senior students, Yan Qi was the only first-year student who stood out.

"Why is there a first-year student in the top ten? Did the teacher make a mistake when announcing the rankings?"

"I remember this name when the results were announced that day. It seems that it was because of him that the results were delayed. There shouldn't be any mistakes. I didn't expect the first grade to be so strong."

"I'm so envious. He can get a letter of recommendation in his first year. Then when he goes out for internship in his fourth year, won't he be able to choose any battleship he wants?"

However, Yan Qi, who had won ninth place, didn't think so. She looked at the ranking again and again. After she found that she was right, her face turned pale, and the color on Dahua's face dimmed a lot.

This matter is too serious, it concerns dignity and academic credits!

Yan Qi was hit hard by this result. Her ability to control points, which she had always been proud of, was now completely shattered in front of this ranking list.

Six credits were lost to her, which was truly devastating! She even received a letter of recommendation that was currently useless to her. She was only in her first year, so why would she need one?

Moreover, the original owner still had three low-scoring courses to retake, but there was only one week left before the end of the semester.

Thinking of this, Yan Qi felt his eyes go dark, and the electronic board in his hand fell to the ground with a "dong" sound. He thought absentmindedly:

It's really a leak in the house that happened to rain in the night.

What went wrong in that link? Her credits gradually drifted away from her and she became a stranger.

If she is guilty, she can be arrested and put in jail instead of letting herself suffer such a blow here.

The electronic board just fell at the feet of the person in front. Zi Jing bent down to pick it up, turned around and said to Yan Qi: "Classmate, you dropped your things." After looking at Yan Qi's big face, he hesitated for a second and asked,

"You are... Yan Qi?"

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, but it was enough to attract the attention of those around him. However, Yan Qi didn't yet understand the seriousness of the situation. He nodded gloomily, took the electronic board, and whispered a thank you.

Zi Jing's eyes immediately flashed with enthusiasm, and he took a step closer to her and asked,

"Are you really Yan Qi from the first grade? That's great! I saw your battle video in the classroom the other day. You're truly amazing! Can we go to the battle platform and have a match? Just one match!"

Her voice was so high-pitched that it echoed throughout the entire virtual hall, and even the students who were about to leave could hear it.

The name Yan Qi immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the combat enthusiasts in the command department. Ever since Wen Qing released the video last time, there have been rumors in the academy that a genius commander has appeared in the first grade.

In this year's ranking of the command department, Yan Qi surpassed all others and became one of the top ten freshmen in the entire academy.

This had never happened before, and the sensation caused by the two events can be imagined. Even students from far away rushed over just to see what Yan Qi looked like.

"Is that Yan Qi from the leaderboard? He's there, right there? Let me see what the first-year star of the Command Department looks like?"

"You mean you beat the ninth-place finisher from the senior class? Is he there too? I want to see it, too! Everyone, stop pushing!"

The students around Yan Qi's eyes lit up and surrounded her:

"Hello, junior! I'm Fang Minran from the fourth grade. I watched your battle video and it was truly amazing. I'd love to ask for your advice and a battle against me. I really want to improve!"

"Get out of the way! I noticed it first. If we're going to fight, I'll start it. What are you doing jumping out like that? Junior Yan, I'm also in the fourth grade! Let me fight you! I really want to improve!"

"Junior Yan, there's me, there's me! Everyone's been circulating your battle video privately like crazy. Was that meteorite on the final blow a coincidence or your own design? How did you precisely control the trajectory of each meteorite? Is there a secret to this?"

Yan Qi looked at the students in front of her with some surprise. She felt that the development of things was like stepping on a banana peel, and if she was not careful, she would slide in an inexplicable direction.

During Yan Qi's moment of daze, someone even pulled out an electronic tablet and frantically took photos, the flashes making Yan Qi's eyes go white again and again. At this moment, Yan Qi never felt thankful that he hadn't changed his avatar.

Looking at the increasing number of students around me, I felt that today's information collection trip was probably ruined.

His heart sank. If that was the case, if he didn't leave now, when would he? Then, in the spotlight, Yan Qi chose to log off in style.

When she was leaving, only one sentence came to her mind:

Can I collect some copyright fees for my own battle videos?