Even after getting on the hovercraft, Moran was still checking his face left and right with the mirror.
Fu Qin couldn't stand the smell of his perfume and sat far away, "Don't look, it's not broken."
This was simply adding fuel to the fire. Moran put down the mirror in his hand and said with a forced smile: "Fortunately it's not broken. If it was disfigured, are you going to compensate me with yourself?"
"I refuse."
After Fu Qin finished speaking, he thought for a moment and said, "But I can consider supporting you."
The word "support" immediately hurt Moran: "I worked so hard to come to the airport to pick you up, and this is how you repay me?"
Fu Qin was silent for a moment and replied, "Oh, thank you."
Then, the next sentence is: "Where are the teacher's belongings?"
It turns out that it was only because he had Mr. Miller's belongings that Fu Qin was being polite to him.
Moran was almost laughing out of anger: "No more, no more!"
Fu Qin clenched his fists.
Seeing Fu Qin rushing over and killing him, Mo Lan didn't care about being angry anymore and quickly changed his words: "I'm in my office. I'll give it to you when we get to school!"
"Okay." Fu Qin stopped and sat back in his original position.
In the second half of the journey, Moran didn't dare to bring bad luck to Fu Qin again. The two of them sat at the two ends of the hovercraft and lived in peace.
When he arrived at the Federal Military Academy and looked at the familiar school gate, many memories flashed through Fu Qin's mind.
The predecessor of the Federal Military Academy was the Imperial Military Academy.
This is the place where Fu Qin and his three friends used to go to school in chaos and get into trouble.
After the fall of the empire and the establishment of the Federation, the school was renamed the Federal Military Academy. The overall furnishings remained exactly the same as they were back then.
Moran's hovercraft drove directly into the school and soon arrived in front of the administrative building.
Moran led Fu Qin upstairs and back to his office.
The principal's office in front of him was transformed into a magnificent one by him. Once the chairs were removed, it could be used as a banquet hall.
Moran remembered what Fu Qin wanted, and as soon as he entered the room, he walked to the desk and took out a few books from the drawer.
"Here, these are Mr. Miller's notes. I'll leave them with you. Keep them carefully and don't take them out of the school."
Fu Qin took it carefully and gently stroked the rough cover of the book, "I will."
In fact, there was no need to remind Moran, he also knew that Fu Qin would cherish it, but seeing how much Fu Qin cherished it, he couldn't help but want to snatch it back.
However, due to the difference in fighting power, Moran just thought about it and did not dare to take action.
After delivering the relics, Moran took Fu Qin to where she would live next.
Fu Qin originally thought that Moran would take her to the staff dormitory, but Moran's hovercraft actually arrived in front of the boys' dormitory building.
Mo Lan pointed at the dormitory building, very satisfied with his arrangement. "The previous dorm manager retired a few days ago, and I was just worried about finding someone suitable to take care of these bastards, and then you came back. From now on, this whole building is yours!"
Fu Qin: "I remember you told me that your job was just opening and closing doors."
"Yes, the dormitory building gate is locked at 11 pm and opened at 5 am. The rest of the time is up to you. But…" Moran touched his chin, "If there are any ignorant brats making trouble at the door, you can beat them up."
"The people living in this building are all students of the Mecha Combat Department. They are very tough." Moran said with a hint of pride.
It can be seen that Moran must have been driven crazy by these energetic little wolves in the school, which is why he came up with such a stupid idea of letting Fu Qin be the dormitory manager.
And Fu Qin really agreed.
For her, this job is easy and has a high degree of freedom, which makes it a good choice no matter how you look at it.
The two hit it off immediately.
Moran even took out the contract on the spot, fearing that Fu Qin would go back on his word.
After signing the labor contract, Moran happily took Fu Qin into the dormitory building.
The dormitory management office is located in the lobby on the first floor, with glass partitions inside and outside, allowing people inside to monitor movements outside the door through the glass at any time.
One door further inside the office is the dormitory manager's bedroom. It's not a big place, but fortunately it is fully furnished.
After looking around inside and out, Fu Qin had already made a list in his mind of the things he needed to buy.
In the next few days, in addition to purchasing necessary daily necessities, Fu Qin kept reading Teacher Miller's notes and forgot about the virtual battle on Star Network.
The Star Network onlookers who had been waiting for her for a long time thought that she was busy with work and had already started to dig out which military leaders had been on foreign missions recently.
There was even a vote.
Fu Qin, who was not on the voting list, was actually reading a book.
She found a packet of seeds tucked away in the lining of one of Miller's notebooks.
Fu Qin checked and found that they were seeds of a plant called rose that grew on the ancient blue star.
According to Miller's records, she seemed to have been trying to sow seeds but had been unsuccessful.
Miller also mentioned it many times in his notes, expressing regret each time.
This gave Fu Qin an idea.
She wanted to plant a garden full of roses as a gift to Miller.
Just do it.
After making up his mind, Fu Qin asked Moran for the highest authority in the library, and spent every day in the ancient book room on the top floor of the library looking through materials related to flower planting.
I didn't leave the library for several days.
If anyone who knew Fu Qin saw him studying so hard and living a peaceful life, they would definitely be shocked.
It was not until the first day of school at the Federal Military Academy that Fu Qin was persuaded by Moran to return to the office with the ancient book he had not finished reading.
Unlike the previous few days, the campus is particularly lively today, with everyone coming and going with luggage.
Fu Qin was holding a book and walking slowly. The military cadets walking beside him were all strong and tall.
Even when walking next to students from the Mecha Manufacturing Department, Fu Qin looked too thin.
When several first-year students saw her, they all guessed that she was from the Mecha Biology Department, because only those people who risked their lives for research would be so thin.
It was not until they followed Fu Qin and watched him enter their dormitory building that the students realized that this person was the new dormitory manager.
"Is this the Shinjuku manager?" someone whispered.
"What can such thin arms and legs do? I think I can break them with one hand." Someone expressed disgust.
"I thought that after Mr. Rhodes retired, the school would find a retired soldier to take over as the dormitory manager, but they found this guy? There will be something interesting to watch in the future." Someone was gloating.
Fu Qin never cared about outside opinions. She took the book and went into the office, ready to continue reading the remaining parts.
The students outside the house thought she was timid and became more arrogant.
Soon, the news spread throughout the entire building. Those who had returned to school and those who had not yet had time to return knew that the new dormitory manager was a soft persimmon and was easy to control.
The energetic cadets were eager to try, feeling that they had finally found an opportunity to violate school rules and regulations.
Just look, at the entrance of the dormitory building, a military academy student with exaggerated muscles who looked tough was walking in. He was annoyed that the person in front of him was walking too slowly, so he bumped into him and knocked the student in front of him who was carrying a lot of bags and had an unstable center of balance to the ground, and his luggage was scattered all over the floor.
There were several glass jars inside, all of which were smashed, and the soup in the jars was also splashed all over the floor.
The muscular man didn't even raise his eyes, stepped on his things and walked over, still cursing: "You're dawdling like a little girl, carrying so many things to go to the military academy, why don't you go next door and learn how to cook."
Next door to the Federal Military Academy was a former aristocratic school, where only those of pure Imperial nobility were eligible to attend. After the fall of the Empire, the bloodline rule was abolished, but the tuition remained staggeringly high, keeping all but the wealthy from attending.
The student who was knocked down was called Bai Ya. He came from a remote galaxy. The journey from his home took him half a month and required several spaceship changes.
If it weren't for the ideal in one's heart, who would come all the way here to study?
The muscular man's words were an insult to him.
As for the smashed bottles and jars, although they were not valuable, they were all gifts from his family. He had worked hard to carry them all the way here, but now they were all gone before he had a chance to share them. How could he not be angry?
Seeing that the muscular man was about to walk away, Bai Ya suddenly stood up and pounced on him.
Unfortunately, the opponent's physique was completely different from his. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't shake him at all.
The muscular man even turned around angrily and swung his fist at him, "You're looking for death?"
Bai Ya closed his eyes subconsciously, but the pain did not come.
The surroundings suddenly fell into a mysterious silence.
When Bai Ya opened his eyes again, he saw the rumored thin female dormitory manager holding the muscular man's wrist and blocking him.
The muscular man's arms were probably as thick as three of the dormitory manager's arms.
"Students are prohibited from fighting on campus," said Fu Qin.
The muscular man looked at Fuqin who had suddenly appeared, and then he remembered that there was a new dorm manager in the dormitory building. He sneered at the small figure in front of him: "Are you the new dorm manager? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. My fists have no eyes."
"Are you threatening me?" Fu Qin's eyes did not change.
The muscular man was extremely arrogant: "I'm just threatening you, so what? Get out of here!"
His family is powerful and no one around him dares to disobey him. This also cultivated his arrogant and domineering temper, and he dares to contradict anyone.
But this time I hit a wall.
Fu Qin didn't say any more nonsense. She pinched the muscular man's wrist and twisted it, twisting his arm behind his back. Then, as the muscular man screamed in pain, she raised her leg and kicked him in the butt, kicking him out of the dormitory building.
The muscular man fell face first onto the ground, flat on his face.
Seeing this, a short burst of laughter broke out around, but everyone was concerned about the muscular man's face and quickly suppressed it. They only communicated with each other through eye contact, and some people quietly turned on the computer to record the video.
When the muscular man got up tremblingly, his whole face turned red.
"You're fucking dead!" He gasped and rushed towards Fu Qin, raising his fist.
Fu Qin stood still, not taking a single step back. He caught the opponent's swinging arm and threw the muscular man to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.
The tile floor beneath the muscular man shattered into pieces in an instant.
At this point, the hall fell into absolute silence.
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