Military training continues.

But after a hard day's work, the freshmen returned to the dormitory, lay happily on the bed and browsed the forum after washing, when they suddenly discovered that the wind direction in the forum was a little strange.

"Huh? How come it's only been one day and the focus in the forum suddenly changed. Isn't it possible that there was no winner or loser the next day?"

Cao Zhengrong, a talented student in the command department, frowned and muttered to himself.

As a general, Cao Zhengrong attaches great importance to the collection of intelligence, and casual conversations often reveal a lot of information.

The visit of Solon College has been the absolute hot spot in the past two days.

But the heat has gradually cooled down since noon today.

With 11:50 noon as the dividing line, there are obvious gaps in the posts discussing the outcome and the discussion of the exchange match.

There are two reasons why a hot topic has become less popular.

First, the technical factors were dealt with by the school management through technical means.

Secondly, due to human factors, the school issued certain instructions to silence the contestants.

"Will it be the former or the latter?"

In the dormitory, Cao Zhengrong muttered, and then he typed such a title according to his own ideas.

"Why is there no post discussing the exchange match? Does anyone know the status of today's match?"

Cao Zhengrong deliberately posted after a wave of post peaks.

He wanted to test his idea.

However, after Cao Zhengrong posted the post, the expected automatic post deletion process in the background did not appear, nor was there any notification.

Instead, other users entered this post to reply.

"Floor 1: Stop asking. If you ask, you will lose."

"Level 2: Ask me, who should I ask? I only know that today's battle situation is very mysterious."

"Floor 3: Is the A-Zi Club still recruiting people? Host, I'm surprised at your bones. Why don't you come with me to sign up for the A-Zi Club? These new big guys can take care of this poor little guy like me - a certain person from the university

A humble old bird of two.”

"Fourth Floor: A big boss from the competition appeared upstairs."

"Fifth Floor: Worship~ Please be kind and tell us some news, otherwise I have reason to suspect that you have been brainwashed by aliens."

The more Cao Zhengrong looked at it, the more he frowned.

Why are these people saying incomprehensible things?

Why was that person on the 3rd floor identified as a live audience after asking about the recruitment information of Jiazi Club?

Just when Cao Zhengrong was about to reply in person, more and more people were in this post.

"Floor 32: Finally, a brave man dared to ask. Even the best-tempered goddess Su Tong didn't reply to this topic today. We are feeling uncomfortable because we can't see the result."

"33rd Floor (Su Tong): Is the result really important?"

Suddenly, a name that shocked everyone appeared.

"Oh my God, Goddess!"

"Goddess Su Tong!"

Immediately this post went viral because people discovered that Su Tong’s real self had actually entered the venue.

Those old divers were blown out one after another and began to lick the back of Su Tong's posts desperately.

All kinds of disgusting words abound, and they actually form a routine.

Start with greetings, and then directly ask if the club is still recruiting people?

Cao Zhengrong's brows almost knitted into a knot as he looked at the rapidly gaining popularity of the title.

He finally saw the complete change of the forum's trend...

That is, no matter what kind of post, it can eventually turn into a large-scale community job search site.

"These people are so sick!"

Seeing that several of his replies were directly submerged in the sea of ​​job postings, Cao Zhengrong closed the computer with a bang.

"Zhengrong, what's wrong with you?" Concerned greetings suddenly came from the bunk next to him.

"It's okay." Cao Zhengrong replied in a dull voice, throwing the laptop aside and lying on the bed looking at the ceiling.

Military experts have long asserted that if there had not been an invasion of fog, there would have been a war between the earth and the moon in the future.

That is a conflict of consciousness and resources.

Nowadays, fog fills the world. Although there is a buffer zone between the moon and the earth, the original conflict has turned into cooperation.

However, in the simulated wars conducted privately by the militaries of many countries on Earth, the moon bases were all imaginary enemies.

Therefore, it is very necessary for Cao Zhengrong to obtain information about Sauron Academy.

It has now been a quarter of an hour, and the number of replies to the post has exceeded 20 pages. The administrator has not shown up at all, and has no intention of deleting the post.

Therefore, Cao Zhengrong's inference came to nothing.

The white ceiling is exceptionally clean.

Cao Zhengrong looked at it, and finally the name Jiazishe flashed in his mind.

He shook his head violently.

Are you hallucinating?

It is impossible for me to join the Jia Zi Club, as I have different ideas and will not work together.

It is impossible to join in this life!

【Ding dong, you have a new text message.】

Cao Zhengrong raised his wrist, private message, source: [Ding Cheng].

Cao Zhengrong immediately straightened up and opened the message carefully.

Senior Ding Cheng, as the leader in commanding the battle at Hurricane Academy, is from the same hometown as him, and the families behind the two have hidden connections.

[What does Senior Ding Cheng want to do with me?]

While thinking, Cao Zhengrong saw the message.

[Is it you who posted that post on the forum, Zhengrong? If you have the chance, you must join the Jia Zi Society. I have never been so sure of one thing as I am today.] - Ding Cheng

Cao Zhengrong's cheek muscles twitched.

He really wanted to be violent.

You are all poisonous, right?

Soon, Cao Zhengrong calmed down again, because Ding Cheng had a calm personality and would never joke about this kind of thing.

So, if you want to know the truth, you have to go to Jiazi Society?

I……

Cao Zhengrong closed his eyes in frustration and fell asleep like a piece of wood.

A, A, A...

Cao Zhengrong opened his eyes, jumped up suddenly, pulled his notebook over as if resigned to his fate, and re-entered the forum.

…

[Hello, Senior Sister Su Tong, I am Cao Zhengrong from the Command Academy. These are my college entrance examination scores... these are my professional skills... these are my honors... I want to join your company and contribute to the construction of your company.

】

As he typed these words, Cao Zhengrong's heart was bleeding.

When did he, the dignified queen, fall to using such a flattering tone to please others?

However, when he thought of the message Ding Cheng sent him, Cao Zhengrong's eyes showed determination again.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! [Classmate Cao Zhengrong, since you are already on the second-level list compiled by the president, you will directly pass the first round of screening and become a member of the A-Zi Club

Preparatory members.]

Cao Zhengrong felt like his temples were beating.

He reported his family status, and with such excellent results, he did not choose to found his own club, but chose to join another new club.

"What a great honor this is to you."

"It turned out to be just a preliminary member... A little impatience will mess up a big plan."

Cao Zhengrong had a resigned look in his eyes, forced himself to smile, and typed his reply in the most peaceful manner.

"I have no opinion."

[Okay, you are welcome to make the most correct choice. During the lunch break tomorrow, please come to the second floor of Guangming Building. You need to fill in the form in person. 】
To be continued...