The convoy stopped in the parking lot outside a barrier. Ling Li went to the luggage compartment under the car and took out his backpack. Although all his important items were kept in the storage ring hanging around his neck, the weapons and equipment he usually used were still placed in the backpack.

There are more than ten buses and dozens of escort armored vehicles similar to Qingyacheng's convoy. It seems that they are convoys from other cities to Xiqin Mansion.

The students and guards from Qingyacheng braved the light rain and entered the barriers.

This barrier is not big, it looks like a large military camp.

The commander led everyone into a courtyard, where the sign of Qingshui Barrier No. 23 Guesthouse was hung on the gate.

The style of the brand should be a guesthouse affiliated to the Western Qin army.

A group of people entered the hall, and the Qingyacheng Guards were registering, and everyone was talking and waiting in the hall. The rooms were arranged in advance, with four people in one room. The fat man went over and said a few words before allocating the rooms. Sure enough, when a lieutenant officer was reciting the list of personnel assigned to each room, Ling Li, Fat Man, Zhang Zecheng, and a graduate of Zhao Puzhen No. 2 Middle School were assigned to a room, and only one key was given to each room.

The room is in a standard military barrack style, which is to replace the upper and lower bunks with four single wooden beds, with a table, two wooden chairs, and no bathroom. The public toilet and public bath are all at the east end of the corridor.

The room booked in Qingyacheng was on the second floor. After allocating the rooms, the officer in charge asked everyone to put their luggage into the room first, wash up, and go downstairs to gather in half an hour to have a unified meal.

All arrangements are similar to those in the army.

After everything was done, Ling Li and the others went back to the house together, put down their luggage first, took out the washing utensils and went to the water room at the end of the corridor to line up to wash their hands and faces. In addition to Ling Li, who was a simple backpack, everyone else brought big suitcases, and Zhao Puzhen actually brought two big suitcases alone.

Ling Li was a little confused. It was understandable that the girls brought more bags. How could this guy have so many things to bring with him?

Perhaps because it was a college student team, the meals served at the No. 23 Barrier Guesthouse in Qingshui City were pretty good, and everyone had a buffet, which was usually a treatment that only officers could get.

Everyone got together for dinner and chatted for a while.

Only Zhu Xiaoxiao, Lan Yu and the other four girls insisted on getting together with them, and Ling Li felt a few hostile gazes again. He looked at the source of the hostility, which should be the two tables where the boys from Qingya No. 1 Middle School were located.

This made him feel a little speechless. These little guys are not very big and jealous.

When we arrived at the dinner table, we met each other again. Zhang Zecheng was actually a freshman from the Western Qin Military Academy, but he was in the Mecha Academy. Ling Li thought it was a human-shaped mecha, but he made a joke again. It turned out that the full name of this Mecha Academy was Mechanical Armor Academy, which was somewhat similar to the armored soldiers on Blue Star.

In addition, the Xiqin Military Academy also has an Aviation Academy, which is the only school with a major in aviation in Xiqin Prefecture.

Ling Li knows a little about aircraft, which is similar to propeller aircraft in his previous life. As for jet engines, it is probably enough, and the latest aircraft research direction seems to be moving towards domain field effect.

As for being kind, in addition to operating in a central safe area, they basically dare not fly manned between dangerous border cities. In the wild, some mutated birds pose a huge threat to aircraft, especially some raptor-like beasts, who especially like to attack artificial aircraft.

Zhao Puzhen was admitted to the Department of Botany, Xiqin University of Humanities. This university is famous throughout the Federation for its research on history before the catastrophe, archaeology and excavation of past science and technology.

This future botanist is a bit introverted, with only a level 6 martial arts practitioner, and he will blush when talking to girls.

He should be a reluctant man.

His martial arts level is at his level and he can be admitted to the Xiqin Humanities College, and his academic performance should be particularly excellent.

After asking, this was true. The kid scored 638 points in the cultural course exam with a total score of 700 points, and the average score was more than 90 points per subject.

If this is placed on Blue Star, it will definitely be at the level of Shuimu and Yanda.

After dinner, everyone went back to their room to take a shower and sleep.

There was nothing wrong all night, it seemed that the officer in the team usually spoke to scare people.

After breakfast the next morning, Ling Li came to the restaurant to smoke, but saw Zhao Puzhen stammering and holding an open-mouth envelope in her hand.

"Ling Li, can you ask for something?"

Ling Li looked at him, first vomited a cigarette ring, and then asked, "What's the matter, say!"

"This... can you help me hand this letter to Lan Yu?"

Ling Li smiled and looked at Zhao Puzhen: "Is it threatened by No. 1 Middle School? Who is this to run errands for?"

Zhao Puzhen shook her head first and nodded again.

His martial arts skills are low, and it is normal to be threatened by others. Ling Li did not make things difficult for him anymore. He took the letter from him and put it directly into his pocket, without further questioning.

The children's tricks are meaningless.

After breakfast, it was just dawn that day, everyone came down with their luggage and started to board the bus.

Some people obviously didn't wake up, and were yawning while walking.

The bus left the barrier and everyone was napping. Ling Li sniffed for a while after getting on the bus. At around 7 o'clock, the dazzling sunlight shone on his face from the window, and then he opened his eyes.

Then he saw Zhao Puzhen gesture at him in the seat in front of him, and then he remembered that he was still holding a love letter in his pocket. So he took out the letter from his pocket, stood up and looked at Lan Yu from the side.

Lan Yu opened her eyes: "What's the matter?"

Ling Li stood beside Lan Yu and handed the letter to her when some classmates around him: "This is for you!"

The carriage suddenly became much quieter. A few guys opened their mouths in surprise when they saw this guy dared to deliver a letter to Lan Yu publicly.

Is this toad going to eat swan meat?!

Lan Yu frowned slightly, but still reached out to answer the letter, and actually opened it and read it.

But the more you read, the ugly her face became. However, she turned around and smiled, and said softly: "Thank you for the love letter you gave me. I'm really happy..."

Although she said this as light as a mosquito, it was sent out with source power, so that everyone in the car could hear it clearly!

After hearing this, Ling Li's face changed drastically. Damn, fairy, don't we bring such a trick?!

He immediately glared at Lan Yu angrily, but the girl actually snorted, half raised her head and turned around, ignoring him.

Ling Li raised his right hand and wanted to punch the evil spirit on the head.

Just eliminate the harm for the people!

Although we are not Wukong, we also have wheel sticks...
Chapter completed!