Chapter 25 Communications
Mulian, Cui Xiaoduo and Mingyu are all celebrities in the school, but the first two are known as the chosen ones, while Mingyu is clearly labeled as a "pretty waste".
The news that the three of them appeared together in the Chuan Chuan Canteen soon appeared on the school chat board.
Mingyu didn't care. After dinner, he went back to the dormitory to watch a movie, pausing it from time to time, searching StarNet for comments on related scenes, and scratching his head while doing his homework for the film appreciation class.
He'd written one of the three-page film reviews he was supposed to write, and he couldn't muster another word. Just as he was at a loss for what to do, the communicator on his wrist began to vibrate. Mingyu glanced at the pop-up communication screen and saw it was a call from his mother.
Mingyu was a little surprised.
His mother usually only came to see him for a physical checkup, and he had just finished this month's physical checkup last week.
Mingyu's finger hovered over the communication connection button, knowing that the only reason his mother called now was because he appeared in the school cafeteria with Cui Xiaoduo and Mu Lian an hour ago.
Mingyu pursed his lips.
Before dining with Mulian and Cui Xiaoduo, Mingyu had a premonition that he would be questioned. This communication proved his suspicions correct.
But his parents both work in the military and are usually busy with their work, and it's still working hours. Mingyu didn't expect his mother to know about this so quickly.
It's so fast that it's strange.
Mingyu lowered his eyes, a hint of sarcasm on his face.
Not to mention his junior high and high school years, even after entering college, he had appeared on campus forums at comprehensive universities more than once. Mingyu had delayed his enrollment due to health reasons, and when he first enrolled, because his health had not yet recovered, his performance on the physical examination was terrible.
He hadn't awakened his spiritual power, and was surrounded and criticized by his classmates. Because he was studying the history of space navigation, a major that relied heavily on connections, his efforts to get into university were denied. He was also criticized by those whose interests conflicted with the Ming family...
Although Mingyu ignored ordinary gossip, someone said something so unpleasant during the midterm of last semester that Mingyu even got into a fight at the classroom door.
Even though both parties were injured and went to the infirmary, their parents didn't make a sound.
Mingyu was quiet for a moment, putting aside the bad mood in his mind, picked up the phone, pretended to be well-behaved, and said in a dragging voice: "Hello, Mom?"
Today was a workday. Zhao Ying was wearing a military uniform, her long hair neatly tied up, and was clearly in the military office. She looked unhappy and asked Mingyu, "Who did Xiaoyu have lunch with?"
Mingyu pretended not to hear the question in her words and said lightly, "A few classmates."
"Two classmates!" Zhao Ying was enraged by his understatement. "That's the Mu family's heir and his personal starship designer!"
"Your father and I had an argument with the Mu family at a military meeting this morning, and then I heard that you were talking and laughing with Mu Lian and Cui Xiaoduo. What do you mean? Do you think they're here to make friends with you? The Star Navigation Competition is coming up recently, and your brother's performance in the first round was far better than the Mu family's. The Mu family must be desperate to come to you for information!"
Mingyu: “…”
He curled his lips imperceptibly, leaned back in his chair, pushed the screen further away, and listened to his mother continue to ask, "What did you say to them?"
"Nothing." Mingyu turned his head and pulled the light screen he used for homework in front of him, pretending to be busy looking up information. "We just talked about the history of starship design class."
Zhao Ying snorted coldly.
"What's there to talk about in that class? I think Mulan just wants to ask you about your brother's battle strategy. Stay away from them next time and don't be so rude!"
Mingyu didn't raise his eyes and said nonchalantly, "I don't know my brother's battle plan, Mom. What information can be leaked? Senior Mulian is not good at studying the history of starship design, so he just came to ask me some questions."
Zhao Ying laughed. "Ask you questions? You believe random excuses? You're such a fool! Who knows what they'll say to get information out of you that you don't know is useful but could benefit them... Stay away from them! Our family and the Mu family are competitors. If you get too close to them, even if you don't get any information out of them, what will happen if it gets out?"
Mingyu sneered inwardly.
"Don't worry, Mom." He said seriously, "Although we are rivals with the Mu family, we have always maintained a superficial peace. You would nod and greet the person in charge of the Mu family when you met them, and we even had dinner together at the commander-in-chief's birthday party. And no one would think anything of it if Senior Mu Lian and I occasionally had a meal together."
Zhao Ying was almost pissed off by him: "There's a huge difference here! You're simply..."
"I won't go to Chuan Chuan Xiang with them next time." Mingyu stopped while he was ahead and promised obediently, "Mom, I still have homework to finish, so I'll hang up now!"
He hung up the phone amid Zhao Ying's dissatisfaction and accusations.
If there is a next time, I will not eat Chuan Chuan Xiang, but just change the restaurant.
Mingyu let out a long sigh.
Although he hung up on his mother and repeatedly convinced himself that it was not worth getting angry about this matter, he was still in a bad mood after half a day, and he had no idea how to start his homework, which he had been unable to finish in the first place.
After wasting an entire afternoon, Mingyu gave up rewriting the excerpts and opened the Star Network to enter the Star Navigation Competition module to change his mood.
It is now off-season, and the starport in the virtual space of the competition is not open. Only the public lounge can be entered.
Mingyu pushed open the door of the lounge behind the Starry Rose Corridor and found that the spacious room was empty.
Mingyu was disappointed for a moment.
He then opened the communication list. The status of everyone in the team was gray, but two messages were flashing in the team channel.
Mu Baixing: "Add my contact number online, number: 0012210x."
The first message was sent this morning. Mingyu was in a hurry to take the exam and did not open the Star Navigation Competition panel, so he did not see it.
He scrolled down and found that he had set his personal information in the Star Navigation Competition to be completely confidential. Even his teammates could not see his communication information, so Mu Baixing could not initiate a friend request.
The sender of the message the next day was still Mu Baixing, and the time was a few hours ago when he was having lunch with Mu Lian, Cui Xiaoduo and others.
Mu Baixing: "Set sail. Return in three days."
Mingyu: “…”
It is already evening in the capital star standard time, there are five minutes left until eight o'clock in the evening, and the questions for the second round of competition will be distributed soon.
It seems that during the early stages of the second round of preliminary rounds, designing the starship, he lost contact with his pilot again.
Mingyu remained calm: After all, it’s all for life.
Mu Baixing runs an exploration team and needs to go sailing to make a living.
He then sat down on the sofa in the common room, looked at the fire burning in the fireplace for a while, and began to worry again.
Sailing in the Outer Port Star Region is very risky, and if you are not careful, you may never come back.
But with Mu Baixing's strength and his familiarity with the colorful hairy people...
...Even though the starship's observer will make a lot of noise and cause chaos in the communication channel, and won't be able to establish a mental connection with the pilot, it should be... okay, right?
"bite--"
While he was lost in thought, the second hand of the clock hanging on the wall moved to the last tick of the last minute of seven o'clock. With a crisp sound, the clock struck eight.
"Ding—the rewards for the first round of the Star Navigation Competition will be distributed—exchanged according to team contribution points—"
"Designer LUCE, contribution ratio: 50%, exchange amount: 2,000 star coins."
Mingyu's eyes widened instantly when he saw the prompt.
The rewards for the first round of the preliminaries were not much, but two thousand star coins were enough for his food expenses for a month, so he had to make the most of it.
But this was not what Mingyu was surprised about.
The system prompts that his contribution in the first round of qualifiers was 50%.
...Why are there so many?
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