After class, Ye Pei and Mondrian were discussing something in the laboratory. Seeing Qi Yan coming in, Ye Pei waved: "Qi Yan, come quickly!"

Obviously, after a good sleep, the two of them no longer looked like they were on the verge of sudden death.

Qi Yan approached: "What's wrong?"

Mondrian asked: "Do you want to celebrate together tonight?"

Ye Pei was full of energy: "After successfully destroying the enemy's conspiracy, there will be a celebration banquet for future scientific researchers!"

She counted to Qi Yan, "Me, Mondrian, and the two teams of the Roentgen Second Prize, one from Bergson College, and one from the First Military Academy. If you want to go, there will be six people!"

Qi Yan did not answer, but looked at Lu Fenghan first.

Ye Pei and Mondrian were both puzzled by the meaning of Qi Yan's action, but Lu Fenghan understood it somewhat - because someone from the First Military Academy was participating, he came to ask for his opinion?

He didn't think he was overthinking, and he found it interesting. He was obviously a little confused, but he seemed to know a lot.

Lu Fenghan raised his eyes under Qi Yan's gaze: "I'll follow you, you can go wherever you want."

He thought, if Qi Yan was willing, he could indeed go out and play with his friends more often. What if he was bored and unhappy every day, either staying at school or at home?

Ye Pei on the side suddenly realized that Qi Yan was asking the bodyguard for his opinion on whether he could go and whether it was safe.

After thinking about a lot of thrilling plots, Ye Pei felt that his invitation was a bit rash.

After listening to Lu Fenghan's words, Qi Yan nodded: "I'll go too."

The gathering was set at a restaurant near the Sky Diamond Plaza. Several people asked for a private room. Sitting on the chairs, they could look up and see the entire glittering galaxy arranged by the holographic projection on the dome.

The girl from Bergson College was called Platinum Blue, the black-haired girl who led the team to the stage to return the trophy. She was expressing her thoughts after watching the movie:

"There's a reason why Sky Diamond Plaza ranks in the top three of the 'Must-Visit Places in Leto' list! The fountain show is beautiful, and I heard that the performances are different every day. I will definitely go to see it again before I leave Leto! But there are too many troubadours. I met five or six troubadours who were giving speeches when I walked from the fountain to here."

Ye Pei still had her ponytail tied up, and smiled: "The number of troubadours in Sky Diamond Plaza exceeds the standard on a daily basis! I often worry that the words of those troubadours will bring the sculptures in the sculpture group next to them to life. For example, standing next to the statue of General Lu Jun, advocating giving up the war and making peace with the rebels."

When Lu Fenghan heard the name "Lu Jun", the action of pouring water for Qi Yan paused for half a second.

He lowered his eyes and thought casually, Lu Jun should be relieved that he has been dead for almost 20 years and there are still people who remember him.

His death was not in vain.

The topic changed twice. Platinum Blue talked about his team's construction of the entry for the competition. "Our college has never participated in the Roentgen Prize before. When I and my teammates were preparing for the later stage, we found that no matter how we calculated the time, we would not make it in time. At that time, we thought, let's give up."

Ye Pei listened carefully: "Then what?"

"Later, I accidentally discovered that a model that God Y had previously open-sourced replaced the basic model we originally used. The time required for that part was immediately reduced from six days to two days! We narrowly caught up and submitted the work the day before the deadline!"

Lu Fenghan didn't quite understand the basic model mentioned by Platinum Blue, but he knew what "open source" was.

He simply recalled that when deciding to open source PVC93, Qi Yan had said his idea - he hoped that after the open source, everyone who needed it could use it, and it would be good to save a little time for a very small number of people.

Lu Fenghan had heard Y's name countless times, but he had never seen Y in person, let alone Y's age, appearance, and experience.

But he thought that people like Y and Qi Yan might have similar starting points.

Benefiting the world.

Platinum said: "I heard that your team of three came up with the structure of the work in five days? How did you do it?"

Ye Pei still felt a lingering fear when he thought of those days: "It's about the same. I decided to participate at the last minute. I almost died of sudden death from staying up late!"

Mondrian pointed to the blue shadow under his eyes: "I don't know how long it will take to disappear."

The man from the First Military Academy was called Chagall. He was very thin and not strong, but the muscles on the half of his arm that was exposed were tight and well-proportioned. He was concentrating on his appetizers, and looked up when he heard this: "Does it really take five days? People on the other side of the river, what kind of monsters are you!"

Ye Pei took the opportunity to ask his own question: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you never participate in the Roentgen Award in previous years? Why did you suddenly participate this year?"

Chagall thought, he had been training before, who knew that the prize money of the Roentgen Award was so high? The first prize is 500,000 star coins! 500,000! If you knew it before, you would have been the first loser in the alliance and would have been able to show off your power for several years?

He sighed quietly, thinking that the prize money of previous years was like water poured into the river at the school gate, which was washed away in the blink of an eye! His

heart hurts!

But these words must not be said, especially not to the people on the other side of the river, otherwise where would he put his face? So he answered half-truthfully, "I'm in the fourth grade, graduating soon, and I've got full marks in the simulated tactics class. I have nothing to do at school, so I had to participate."

Lu Fenghan raised his eyelids and looked at Xia Jiaer. He

had already got full marks in the simulated tactics class in the first half of the fourth grade, which was just okay. His physical condition seemed to be pretty good, and his mind was clear.

His thoughts stopped, and Lu Fenghan laughed at himself. He was not at the front line, but he was still worried about being the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary army.

Xia Jiaer, on the other hand, was keenly aware of the sharp gaze, and quickly looked over, but found that no one was looking at him.

Was it an illusion?

However, he couldn't help but look at the man sitting next to Qi Yan.

When this man walked in, he subconsciously raised his guard. It was a completely instinctive reaction. However, the other party only glanced at him lightly - he didn't pay any attention to him.

Xia Gaer breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little lost for some reason. He couldn't explain the reason for this feeling. It was probably because this man looked very much like his peers, or even his peers who were much more powerful than himself.

But the other party ignored him.

After Xia Gaer observed the man opposite again and again, a light bulb went off in his head - I know who he looks like!

Seeing Xia Gaer's astonished face, the spoon fell on the table with a "bang". Several people looked over. Platinum Blue was surprised: "What's wrong with you?"

After asking, Xia Gaer pointed at Lu Fenghan with trembling fingers, his eyes widened: "You - you -"

Lu Fenghan leaned back in his chair, quite interested: "I what?"

Chagall finally said: "Why do you look so much like Conductor Lu!" He started, and finally stopped stuttering, "I saw a photo of Conductor Lu in the school history book! You look like him!"

Lu Fenghan tapped his fingers on the table twice, thinking, I have only graduated for less than ten years, less than 30 years old, and I have already entered the school history? Am I that old?

Ye Pei and the others were curious: "Who does he look like? Commander Lu?"

"An honorary graduate of our First Military Academy, and the current commander-in-chief of the Southern Cross Region's front-line expeditionary force!" Chagall stared at Lu Fenghan, a little uncertain, "But the images of current senior front-line officers are confidential, and for safety reasons, they are rarely made public. I have only seen photos in the school history books, and Commander Lu had just come of age at that time. Many years have passed, and his appearance must have changed."

Moreover, this man is Qi Yan's bodyguard, not to mention the expeditionary force, he has no relationship with the Southern Cross Region.

He sighed again: "It's been so long, and Commander Lu hasn't been found yet. He should be dead."

Mondrian and the others also understood who Chagall was talking about. Although they both have the surname Lu, is it possible for a one-star brigadier general of the Alliance and the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary army to be a bodyguard for someone else?

Not even in dreams. They

just look alike.

After a brief silence, Platinum Blue suggested, "Shall we clink glasses?"

Several people raised their glasses in tacit understanding.

The glasses clinked, and in the crisp sound, Chagall spoke, "I hope Commander Lu is safe and not dead!"

Lu Fenghan, who also raised his glass, felt particularly complicated.

After finishing the wine in the glass, Chagall could not stop talking: "As long as the military has not issued a memorial for Commander Lu, in my heart, Commander Lu is still alive!"

His eyes were shining with enthusiasm: "You don't know, Commander Lu was a legend in the First Military Academy! He was admitted as an exception at the age of fifteen, fifteen years old! Not long after entering the school, he began his journey to become a male god! Do you

know the highest score in the simulated tactics class of the First Military Academy? Who is it? For so many years, countless people have tried to surpass him, but he is still the first! There are also Introduction to Hot Weapons, Combat Command, Starship Practice, Individual Combat, and many more. The highest scores in each course will be recorded by the system and everyone can see them. And the first row of these records, neatly arranged, is all the word "Lu"! "

Lu Fenghan rarely recalls his days in the First Military Academy.

At that time, he was competitive and never hid his shortcomings. He wanted to tell everyone that he was the best. How crazy was he? He was so crazy that he was too lazy to write his full name when entering the record. With a word "Lu", he was not afraid that no one would know who he was.

As for those who have the same surname as me, they all entered their full names honestly.

Now it seems that the First Military Academy is really getting worse with each generation. Their own records have been there for many years, but no one has broken them yet.

Chagall said excitedly: "When I first took the simulated tactics class, I was eager to challenge the commander's record."

Ye Pei listened with relish: "Then what?"

"What else is there to say? Think about it, it's over, there is no more, we were completely defeated!" Chagall said, unwillingly and admiringly, "I spent a week in the simulation cabin and still didn't understand. Commander Lu was not yet an adult at the time, only seventeen years old? How did he use only three hours when the enemy outnumbered us, not only blocking the rebels' lightning raid, but also outflanking the enemy's rear? We sneaked into the enemy's temporary base and wiped out 72 enemy starships! All the invading enemies were defeated, and our casualties were less than three digits!"

Mondrian and Platinum Blue exclaimed: "It sounds amazing!"

Maybe it was because he saw a very similar appearance to Lu Fenghan, or because he drank, but Xia Gaer clenched his fist on the table, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"You don't know, when the news of the great defeat came back from the front, we couldn't believe it. Brigadier General Lu, Commander Lu, he was like a copper wall and iron fortress standing on the front line. We never thought that one day, he would fall. We didn't believe it! He almost never lost a battle, but this time, the whole army was wiped out! No one survived!"

His voice was choked with sobs, and he was angry and confused. "The professors at school said that this is not only a war, but also politics. Okay, I don't understand. Why should soldiers be responsible for politics on the battlefield?"

Lu Fenghan pinched the wine glass with his fingers, his eyes deep.

Yes, why should soldiers be responsible for politics on the battlefield?

He took his brothers to the battle, and except for himself, none of them survived.

All turned into wandering souls in the universe. They

can never be found again.

He swallowed a mouthful of wine. Although the alcohol content was not high, it burned his throat.

Lu Fenghan approached Qi Yan and whispered, "I'll be out for a while."

Qi Yan looked at him for a few seconds and nodded, "Okay."

At the end of the corridor was a platform extending out, where you could see the bright lights of the city. In the cold wind, Lu Fenghan got emotional and wanted to get a cigarette, but then he remembered that he didn't have one, so he had to give up.

Vincent happened to call.

Lu Fenghan hesitated for a few seconds before answering: "Speak."

Vincent knew it as soon as he heard it, as if he had installed a detector: "Commander, who made you unhappy?"

"No one."

"Did you serve as my adjutant for three years in vain? If you snort, I know whether you are angry or sarcastic." Vincent did not accept Lu Fenghan's belittlement of his professional qualities.

With his back against the cold wall, Lu Fenghan looked into the distance. The lights reflected in his eyes, but failed to soften the ice: "What's the matter?"

Vincent didn't dare to say any more nonsense, fearing that he would really annoy him, and quickly got to the point: "Have you read the front-page headline of Leto Daily?"

Lu Fenghan thought of Crimo's words "mildarmery", and his anger grew: "I have read it." "

After the first major defeat on the front line and your death, many voices emerged within the military, saying over and over again that General Nie used too much force and was too eager for success. However, at that time, the Expeditionary Force still had its power, so these voices existed, but not loud."

Lu Fenghan replied in a cold voice: "After the second major defeat, those people jumped out again?"

"Yes, this time the expedition retreated to York, and the rebels advanced a long way and suffered heavy losses. You know, not only did they give up planets and several mineral stars, but also the bombed starships and the lost bomb barrels. It was a lot of star coins when converted. All in all, the Alliance hasn't spent so much money in many years.

The Ministry of Finance shirked its responsibilities and said that the military expenditure was too heavy to bear. Crimson's lackeys accused General Nie of being too arrogant and underestimating the enemy's strength. Two consecutive defeats and the sacrifice of the commander-in-chief were all General Nie's own fault. "

"So you're bringing out Crimson's arguments again? Take it slow?" Lu Fenghan lowered his eyes and sneered, "Do you really treat the rebels as brothers? When the rebels fired at us and sniped those on the blacklist, why didn't they care about brotherhood?"

He was silent for two seconds, then spoke without any context, "We can't lose a third time. "

After three consecutive defeats, not to mention whether ordinary people will regard the rebels as undefeatable enemies, the soldiers on the front line will also have doubts about victory.

"Yes, after losing twice, people from General Nie Huai Ting's faction were constantly removed, and people who advocated peace took office one after another. The military was almost overthrown. As for the other four-star general, you know, he insists on neutrality and never wavers. He doesn't speak in every meeting as if he was asleep."

After a pause, Vincent pondered what Lu Fenghan had just said and was shocked: "Commander, you don't want to show up, do you? Hold on, now is not the time to show up! Once you show up, you will be a shining target. Not every time will you be as lucky as last time! "

Vincent became more and more anxious as he spoke," Believe it or not, once you say that you, Lu Fenghan, are not dead, you will be dead within 72 hours! "

How could Lu Fenghan not know?

The conflict between the pro-war and pro-peace factions was known to everyone, and they were fighting fiercely. Nie Huai Ting was once Lu Jun's comrade-in-arms, and he, Lu Fenghan, was an important chess piece deployed by Nie Huai Ting on the front line, a killing trick against the rebels.

If he showed up, who knows how many people's interests would be affected overnight.

He only has one life, which is not enough to die.

But... he was unwilling.

He was unwilling to accept that an explosion on the front line would silently take away countless lives, while he could only offer a glass of wine to see them off in Leto, across a distance of countless light years. The

more Vincent thought about it, the more anxious he became, fearing that Lu Fenghan would not be able to bear the impulse: "Keep calm, think twice, it's your commander who taught me! "

At this time, the glass door behind Lu Fenghan opened. He turned around when he heard the noise and saw Qi Yan coming over.

He put a cigarette to Lu Fenghan's lips and waited for the cigarette butt to be bitten. Qi Yan picked up a metal lighter and with a "pop" sound, the fire lit up in the darkness for a moment and then went out again.

The light reflected the tense jaw of Lu Fenghan.

Lu Fenghan inhaled the cigarette and a light smoke spread out. .

Looking down at Qi Yan in front of him, Lu Fenghan couldn't even taste what the cigarette tasted like for a moment.

After cutting off the communication with Vincent, the sharpness in Lu Fenghan's eyes had not faded, his features were deep, and his body was wrapped in a layer of intimidating coldness.

The two of them got close, and Lu Fenghan pinched Qi Yan's chin with his rough fingers. Because of the cigarette, his voice was hoarse, "Did you buy cigarettes for me specially?"

His movements were less casual than usual, and more tough, but the strength was still controlled very lightly.

Qi Yan tolerated his movements, did not struggle, and replied: "Well, you said that this can make you calm down quickly. "

The eyes of the two people met, and Lu Fenghan felt that what was twirling under his fingers was like the frost and snow accumulated on the plum branches in the winter morning, which was fragrant and refreshing.

For a moment, the lava-like mania was suppressed back under the rock formation.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He

didn't know whether it was because of the cigarette or this person.

In the silence, he heard Qi Yan whisper again: "I feel that you are sad, and I want to comfort you. "