In June 4327, the Earth Calendar, Domir ushered in another summer.

South of Domir Star, Luoshan City, South Eagle College.

In the afternoon, the flames of the sun are like fire, Class C-69, Grade 3, Nanying College...

"The crossroads of life refer to the present. There are many turning points in a person's life. The graduation exam in half a month is the first turning point in your life."

"You guys—have a sense of urgency."

On the podium, the head teacher Li Gang made a generous speech. God knows how many times he has repeated this in his 100-year career.

120 students in Grade 3 C-69 sat upright and listened to the last lecture of the head teacher. As Li Gang said, now is the turning point in their lives. The graduation exam in half a month will determine their future destiny.

Like other classmates, Sun Yan sat in the last row, widened his eyes, smiled on his face, and looked attentive.

"Some of you have gathered Neiyuan to become a basic warrior. Here I celebrate in advance, and the gates of the higher academy have been opened to you."

Following the words of the head teacher Li Gang, the 12 students in the class stood up straight and raised their heads proudly. Their spirit attracted envy to the students around them. The 16-year-old first-class warrior is the target of direct recruitment by higher education institutions, and they are the elites of the future upper class.

"Of course, you can't slack off. The martial arts examination in half a month will also determine which college you can enter. I hope that all 12 of you will enter the Difeng Higher College." The head teacher Li Gang encouraged, and the topic changed. "As for others, you cannot slack off. The results of the cultural course determine your future destiny. If the cultural course is not as good as martial arts cultivation, you can still improve greatly in half a month."

A weak response came from the students here. These days, senior warriors are the pillars of the upper class, followed by special talents, and others can only become the middle class in society at most. In today's society, as long as they successfully complete twelve years of compulsory education, they will at least not starve to death if they find a job.

However, if you want to enter a promising job, such as working on an interstellar flight, becoming an interstellar mercenary, or even entering the army, only warriors are qualified.

"Twelve years of compulsory education are about to come to an end. I hope you will encourage each other, learn from each other, and make progress together. Of course, don't learn from someone..." The head teacher Li Gang suddenly emphasized his tone and stared at someone fiercely.

brush!

The whole class was staring at one person with 119 eyes, followed by a burst of mocking laughter, a scene that was almost every day.

Sun Yan still widened his eyes, the smile on his face was natural, and he still didn't know that it became the focus of the whole class again. The sleeping person would not know what was happening around him. Not only did Sun Yan fall asleep, he was still dreaming. In the dream, he was flying to the edge of the Odin star field. Except for him, the rest of the spacecraft were all kinds of beauties, wandering around him, tsk tsk...

Li Gang's hands suddenly clenched, and the blue veins were exposed. The garbage student was sleeping in his class again, or he opened his eyes to sleep.

Sleeping with your eyes open, watching adult movies in martial arts classes, failing exams, peeping at girls' underwear, and there are no records except fighting, all the bad records are occupied by this pig.

Oh, no, no, this mud martial arts cultivation has not even reached the level of "body training". Of course, he dare not fight, nor dare to mess with others.

The head teacher Li Gang looked at Sun Yan coldly. This pig was the biggest stain on him in the 100 years he taught.

Taking a deep breath, Li Gang smiled again. Soon, half a month soon, the garbage was about to disappear from Nanying Academy. I had been waiting for three years. What can’t I wait for in half a month?

In class, the passionate graduation mobilization of the head teacher Li Gang sounded again.

The bell rang and students flocked out.

Sun Yan walked out yawning. It was so lucky today. Li Gang, the black-faced one, didn't notice him sleeping. Although his magical skills of sleeping with open eyes are unique in ancient and modern times, once people know about his unique skills, they will become the focus of "care" for teachers.

In a daze, Sun Yan paused for a moment, and felt a backpack on his shoulder hit someone. He turned around and was about to apologize, but saw Zhang Xin, who was in the same class, wiping her arms with a tissue, staring and said, "Let's go with a little eyes."

Sun Yan curled his lips and didn't say anything, letting him beside him.

It was clearly this woman who bumped into her, but the evil one complained first. Forget it, a good man won’t fight with a woman. Besides, he has just completed the “body training” stage, and the strength is very different, and the hero will not suffer any loss in front of him.

"Xin, what's wrong?" A boy followed behind him, Gao Jing, who was in the same class. He was as famous as his grand and mighty, and he was one of the 12 basic warriors in Class 69.

Zhang Xin immediately smiled sweetly, "It's okay, let's go." When the two passed by Sun Yan, Gao Jing glanced at him with a squint, and his expression seemed to be looking at a piece of shit in the pit.

Sun Yan lowered his eyebrows and looked down. He was a miscellaneous fish at the bottom of the school, and had long learned his own set of survival rules.

After the classmates were almost gone, Sun Yan slowly shook out and followed the rear of the large army after school.

"Ayan." Someone shouted behind him, and he was the only close friend Mu Tong.

Sun Yan yawned again: "Why are you so slow?"

"Have you slept for another day? You can sleep even with your eyes open, ox." Mu Tong held up thick glasses, "I fill out my application today, so it's too late."

"Does special talents directly recruit volunteers? Alas, it's good to have specialties." Sun Yan said enviously.

In today's society, warriors are pillars of society, and special talents are also highly valued. The best friend Mu Tong's specialty is machinery. With Mu Tong's talent in this area, he is likely to enter a B-level or above military base in the future and become an elite in the upper class.

As for himself, Sun Yan shrugged helplessly. In the future, he might have to rely on government relief funds to live and become what people commonly known as rice insects and social parasites.

Mu Tong patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Don't be discouraged, Ayan, you will definitely become an excellent warrior in the future."

Mu Tong always knew that Sun Yan's dream was to become an excellent warrior and have his own spaceship. Although this dream seemed too ethereal, having a dream was better than having a dream than waiting to die.

Facing the sunset and looking at the vast student team ahead, Sun Yan sighed with emotion: "It's a pity that there has been no girlfriend in three years, and he hasn't even touched the girl's little hand."

Mu Tongxin nodded in agreement with a stern nod. Although he has specialties, he will definitely be a special talent with a good future in the future. However, most girls’ love partners are still placed on warriors.

The crowd in front suddenly became turbulent, and a girl walked out of the A-level teaching building, and everyone's eyes turned.

With black hair and shoulders, amber eyes, and a tall figure with perfect measurements, such girls can always become the focus of people. Not to mention that the words "Three A" (1-1) are printed on the armband of the school uniform.

Grade A1, Grade 3, Chief Student - Feng Lingxue, a genius warrior, the dream lover of all boys in Nanying Academy, and the dream lover of many girls.

Looking at Fenglingxue joining the school troop, Mu Tong tsk out loud and shook his head and sighed: "This is the perfect girl! I have always been very surprised, how could Fenglingxue choose to study at Nanying College?"

Sun Yan looked at the back of the girl who was like a luminous body in front of him and murmured: "Yes! Who knows, these are not something we can know."

These inside stories are not something like him that a school miscellaneous fish can know, and he is not interested in knowing them.

"Bottle."

"Um?"

"Next time, help me expand the player, the capacity is a little larger, the last time the one was already full."

"Your sister!" Mu Tong stretched out his hands and raised two big middle fingers. The player of such a big size was full. How many small movies did this guy put in?

...

When the lights were on, Sun Yan was walking on the street in District 44 of Luoshan City.

District 44 of Luoshan City is located in the south of the city, close to the suburbs.

The real estate in District 44 has always been in a downturn. Most of the residents of Luoshan City are Chinese. In the Earth Alliance, the Chinese have a long history. Of course, the Chinese are also quite sensitive to numbers. The number 4 has never been loved by Chinese people, let alone 4.

On the other hand, the buildings in District 44 are too old. Many of the buildings in this area were built when Domeer Star was first developed. Simply put, they are dangerous buildings.

Sun Yan lives on the 24th floor of a dangerous building. If an accident really occurs, it is basically a floor that cannot be escaped.

When he opened the door, Sun Yan frowned and sniffed his nose. His face changed drastically. He rushed into the bedroom, quickly opened the cabinet, lifted up the baffle, and saw that there was only one bottle of wine in the dark grid. "Oh no! There is still a bottle of wine? This old guy's nose is so amazing."

Behind him, a middle-aged man leaned against the door, leaning against a thin body, carrying a bottle of wine, with messy long hair and shoulder-to-shoulder-faced beard. This is Sun Yan's father, Sun Yat-sen.

"Of course, I don't look at who your kid is." Sun Jiao poured wine and said vaguely: "We have only two houses in total. Where there are a little bit bigger, you can hide the wine there."

Sun Yan stood up with a dark face and roared, "Dad, didn't you promise me to drink only half a pound every day? The doctor told you to quit drinking last time."

The middle-aged man took his ears and said slowly: "Men's words are not credible. Son, you have to learn something. Social parasites like ours need to rely on means, sweet words, soft words, slutty, silly face, do you understand? Otherwise, you are like a boy, you will be destined to be a bachelor for the rest of your life."

Sun Yan raised his middle finger and despised him fiercely, "Brother, I am not born to you, Dad, so what can I show off?"

Sun Jiao turned around and fell on the sofa in the hall, shouting: "Okay, okay. Get ready, let's go and clean the ancestral house later."

After a while, Sun Yan walked out of the bedroom with his bag and pressed Sun Jiao who was about to get up.

Sun Jiao felt pain, "Oh, be gentle, do you still think I am your father?"

"You old guy is tired of working for a day and still clean your ancestral house. Do you want to die early? I won't see you off." Sun Yan cursed, "I'll just go alone. Don't get drunk. My mother's photo must have been ruined when you got drunk."

"Can I blame me? She is my wife, and secondly your mother. Do you understand the relationship first? Do you understand?" Sun Xiao rubbed his shoulders and simply lay on the sofa and stopped moving.

The sound of closing the door came. Sun Jiao stood in front of the window and watched the boy's back gradually disappear into the street lights. His eyes, which had experienced vicissitudes, were extremely deep, "Mu Hua, our son is 16 years old, he has finally grown up. Have you seen it..."
Chapter completed!