This batch of new recruits had good qualities. When Lu Zhao changed into training uniforms and went to the mock cabin training room, the new recruits had already played a round with several instructors. After warming up, they were very excited and in good condition.
Han Miao and Huo Cun came to watch, and several officers from other dormitories also came to watch. They had seen Lu Zhao training many times and had played with him several times, but this was the first time they saw Lu Zhao leading new recruits.
Lu Zhao didn't mind being watched. He threw his personal bag into Huo Cunhuai's, picked a mecha simulator and walked over without even looking at the dozen recruits. He said as he walked, "Follow me in groups of five. I'll give you three minutes to form groups."
The recruits were stunned and looked at each other. Someone said, "Major General Lu Zhao, do you mean you can fight five people at a time?"
"Yeah, hurry up." Lu Zhao glanced at the suspended clock on the wall of the training room and repeated, "Form groups."
Han Miao explained to the recruits who were looking at each other, "He meant to tell you to stop talking nonsense and form groups quickly."
The recruits were eager to try, but now that they saw Lu Zhao in person, they didn't know why they all backed off.
The name Lu Zhao was too intimidating. Back then, he single-handedly drove a mecha to sink three interstellar pirate speedboats, and then led a five-man team to massacre the C41 satellite planet occupied by the rebels, becoming famous in one battle and gaining a firm foothold in the military.
To this day, when the military mentions the C41 satellite planet, it seems that they can still smell the blood and hear the sound of the wind passing through the holes of the mecha wreckage.
The new recruits pushed each other, and none of them wanted to be the first five-man team to fight against Lu Zhao.
Amid the shoving, a round-faced young man walked out of the line and saluted Lu Zhao, his voice trembling with excitement: "Major General Lu Zhao, my name is Zhou Linshan, and I am honored to receive your instruction!"
Lu Zhao looked up and nodded. Zhou Linshan was very excited and waved to the few new recruits who were having a good time behind him. Four young men walked out of the line and sat in the mecha simulation cabin with Zhou Linshan.
When Lu Zhao also put on the helmet used to strengthen the connection between the mecha and the mental power, the six mecha simulation cabins that were in battle quickly closed and locked, and the six people entered the simulated battle space.
In the training room, the simulated battle space where the six people were located was projected in the air by the machine so that the rest of the people who did not participate in the battle could watch the battle.
The virtual battle space has more than a dozen maps of different environments and galaxies, simulating several common battle environments.
On the screen is an endless black and twinkling stars. This is the universe.
Not far away is a satellite star that is being invaded. Several large warships pass overhead. Mechas are constantly detaching from the warships and fighting with the satellite star. The light of the lightsaber swinging and stabbing and the explosion light of the small ion cannon on the mecha telling everyone that this is a battlefield.
After Lu Zhao entered the space, he immediately called up his digital panel, and then realized that this was a simulation cabin prepared for the training of new recruits. The simulated mecha was also the most common and ordinary KL-766 type, which was no longer used by officers. This model was not suitable for rapid combat, the fuselage was heavy, and it was not flexible.
The other five recruits also entered the space one after another, and were immediately refreshed to land at different points on this map.
Unlike Lu Zhao, these five people entered the simulated combat space as a team, so they could communicate by voice in the mecha simulation cabin, which is also a function equipped by real mechas.
Lu Zhao did not move at the refreshed location and waited for a few minutes. The other five people did not approach rashly. They should have communicated privately and formulated an action plan.
The monitoring device made a series of "beeping" sounds, and in reality, a mecha was approaching quickly from behind.
The monitoring device installed on the KL-766 was already a bit outdated, and the monitoring range was not large, which also meant that the time from detecting the enemy's approach to being attacked was greatly shortened, which added a certain difficulty to Lu Zhao's evasion.
The mecha behind was approaching rapidly, and the speed of the mecha tested the driver's tolerance. During the operation of the mecha, not only did he have to endure the pain brought by the overload, but he also had to concentrate his mental strength to ensure the normal operation of all parts of the mecha.
As a new recruit, the driver of this fast-approaching mecha was already very good at raising the speed of the KL-766 to this gear. Before Lu Zhao could react, the small ion cannon mounted on the shoulder of the mecha fired from the air.
Lu Zhao's mecha turned around instantly and fired back an ion cannon almost at the same time, meeting the opponent's cannon directly in mid-air, and blocked this attack midway.
Before the crowd outside the simulation cabin could admire Lu Zhao's control over this old model, two mechas rushed out from behind the light ball produced by the collision of the shells and attacked Lu Zhao directly.
The monitoring device design of the KL-766 model is not as user-friendly as the latest mechas. When the two ion cannons intersected in the air, the monitoring device had already issued an alarm. The following mecha seized this gap and attacked directly, causing a brief time difference in the monitoring device, and it took a few seconds to issue an early warning of the approach of the new mecha.
Although it was only a few seconds, it could determine success or failure in actual combat.
At the same time, a mecha attacked from behind Lu Zhao, attacking from the front and back in an attempt to shoot him down.
The two mechas in front of him approached at an extremely fast speed and simultaneously fired small ion cannons directly at the cockpit where Lu Zhao was. The mechas behind him also closed the distance and fired ion cannons at the same time, attacking Lu Zhao's back.
The old model used for training has many shortcomings, one of which is that the ion cannon is too short in range. Once the range exceeds the controllable range, it is very easy to miss. In order to make up for this, the five-man team chose to close the distance with the mecha before shooting. In order to cover this purpose, the attack of the first mecha was also a bluff, just to cover the two mechas that approached later, and the two mechas that approached later were also to divert attention from the fourth mecha that attacked from behind Lu Zhao.
It seems that the locations where these five people refreshed at the beginning should be quite scattered, and Lu Zhao happened to be in the middle of these five people.
The three ion cannons in front and behind hit Lu Zhao at an unimaginable speed, and the piercing sound of the alarm in Lu Zhao's cockpit almost pierced his eardrums.
The next second, Lu Zhao's mecha, which was originally suspended in the air, suddenly sank, and the body fell vertically at an extremely fast speed, and it barely dodged the ion cannon just one second before it was about to hit.
The three recruit mechas that were also speeding forward did not react at all, and continued to move forward without stopping. Three shells crossed in the air, and because they lost their attack targets, they penetrated each other. The two shells in front hit the head of the mecha behind them, and the shells fired by the mecha behind them just hit the cockpit of one of the two in front.
The crowd of onlookers burst into exclamations, followed by another round of exclamations.
While Lu Zhao's mecha was falling, a recruit mecha had been waiting for a long time below. The first four mechas were all preparing for this mecha. The fifth mecha had not appeared from the beginning and had been wandering outside the range of Lu Zhao's monitoring equipment, waiting for an opportunity.
Seeing Lu Zhao falling, the fifth recruit mecha quickly drew out its lightsaber and stabbed Lu Zhao.
The Lu Zhao mecha, which was falling like a kite with its string cut off in mid-air, did not dodge. Instead, it shook suddenly and accelerated downward, as fast as a swooping falcon. The speed was so fast that the light of the sword left a long trail in the air and struck the fifth mecha below like lightning! The
recruit mecha, which was originally on the active side, fell behind half a beat because of Lu Zhao's sudden acceleration. The attack turned into defense, and it only had time to hold the sword in front of it to forcibly block Lu Zhao's attack.
"Fuck, I don't want to do this downward charge," Han Miao couldn't help cursing, "I'm sure I'll feel dizzy and want to vomit."
The inertia of Lu Zhao's mecha's sprint caused his lightsaber to hit the lightsaber of the recruit's mecha, and he still took the two of them and dived a long distance. The recruit was not willing to be outdone, and the moment he was pushed up, he opened the small ion cannon on his shoulder. Such a close-range charge, even if it didn't hit the vital parts, was enough to paralyze Lu Zhao's mecha.
Lu Zhao didn't have time to turn around in mid-air. After noticing that the opponent had opened the ion cannon firing port, he immediately fired a ion cannon to the side, using a little recoil to tilt the fuselage, and the right leg of the mecha curled up to press against the opponent's abdomen, causing the fuselage of the recruit mecha to move slightly. The fired ion cannon deviated at an extremely good angle, rubbing against the side of Lu Zhao's fuselage and projecting into the endless universe.
Without giving the opponent a chance to react, Lu Zhao slightly tightened his hands on the two control grips on his left and right sides in the cockpit and pushed forward. Under Lu Zhao's powerful mental control, the old KL-766 model was at full speed, bursting out with huge power, and crashed into the fast battleship below with the recruit mecha.
In the midst of the debris and smoke, Lu Zhao's mecha held the lightsaber in reverse and stabbed it straight into the cockpit. A burst of cremation lightning burst out. Even if it was just a simulation, the feeling of being stabbed directly by the lightsaber was too real. The new recruit who was driving let out a terrified scream. The other five people, including Lu Zhao, saw their vision darken and were disconnected from the simulated combat space. When they opened their eyes again, they still saw the semi-transparent cabin of the simulated cabin.
"For the sake of the recruits' mental and physical strength, once someone's mental power fluctuates strongly, everyone's connection with the simulated combat space will be disconnected." The instructor in charge of the main training of this batch of recruits explained to the other officers who were watching, and then ordered the simulation cabin to be opened.
As soon as the door of the cabin opened, one of the five recruits ran down from his seat, but he had barely taken two steps when he began to vomit, covering his mouth.
Several assistants came forward and carried him down. There was a medical room near the simulation training ground, and recruits were carried there every time. It was commonly known as the "recruit dormitory."
The remaining four recruits did not vomit, but their faces did not look very good.
Lu Zhao still sat in his seat in the simulation cabin, took off his helmet, and there was no expression on his handsome face.
"Major General, eight minutes and twenty-one seconds!" Huo Cun held Lu Zhao's coat and personal terminal, and did not forget to raise his hands to gesture.
Han Miao also raised his hand to Lu Zhao to show his admiration: "Okay, I say, it's not time-consuming and laborious for you."
The instructor in charge of the main training was not as high-ranking as Lu Zhao, and did not dare to joke with Han Miao. He just turned around and talked to the remaining four recruits about the serious mistakes in the battle just now, and then turned to Lu Zhao: "Major General Lu Zhao, do you have any instructions?"
Lu Zhao leaned back in his seat under the eager gaze of a group of people and put on his helmet: "Next group."
Don't ask, just do it again.
In the future, when Lu Zhao talks about rushing time, no one will think he is joking.
Half an hour later, Lu Zhao came down from the mecha simulation cabin and glanced at the suspension clock in the training room. He thought that he had to train until the afternoon, but it was over in half an hour.
A dozen recruits were weak in the legs and feet. Some were half-squatting on the ground, and some were bending over and holding their knees to catch their breath. This was mecha sickness. They trained too hard and didn't have enough physical strength. They had to slow down. There were also a few who had poor physical strength and had already gone to the "recruit dormitory" to lie down.
The chief training instructor had nothing to say. What could he say? They were trained like this. All were wiped out in half an hour. These recruits should be thankful that Lu Zhao didn't have to go to the simulation cabin during the assessment.
The head instructor cleared his throat and said to Lu Zhao, "Well, how about you give me some comments?" You have trained these young people to such an extent that their self-confidence has collapsed. You won't just walk away without saying anything
. Lu Zhao then looked at the new recruits and said, "Practice more." He turned around and took Huo Cun away.
Very cool, very cool, and very disrespectful.
No one has face in front of Lu Zhao.
Of course, I have to say here that Bai Li is different. Bai Li is shameless.
Han Miao had no other intentions here, so he said hello to the instructor in charge, ran over in two or three steps to walk with Lu Zhao, and teased: "Okay, Lu Zhao, is it because there is no war recently that you are too idle, so you come here to bully the weak and feel the majesty of the strong?"
The two of them have a good relationship, and Han Miao doesn't care much when speaking.
Lu Zhao really didn't think Han Miao was looking for trouble, and looked at him: "One against one is called bullying, one against five is called weeding."
Han Miao: "..." You kid is quite arrogant.
It's okay to be arrogant, Lu Zhao is used to it.
It's still early, Lu Zhao and Han Miao are going to go to the second training room for a major general level simulation battle. Huo Cun hasn't been to the simulation cabin for a few days, and he also wants to do some training.
In the morning, no one usually comes to touch the mecha simulation cabin. Not everyone is like Lu Zhao, a warmonger who feels uncomfortable if he doesn't take care of something in a day. He has no omega consciousness at all and is more ferocious than many alphas. Unexpectedly, as
soon as the door of the second training room was opened, there was already a person standing in front of the simulation cabin facing the door.
Han Miao saw the person clearly and saluted quickly: "Lieutenant General Jiang Hao, you are here for training too?"
Lu Zhao and Huo Cun also raised their hands and saluted.
The man standing in front of the simulation cabin was looking at his personal terminal. From the suspended screen, it can be vaguely seen that he was browsing the Empire Forum. Before anyone could see clearly, Jiang Hao closed the door, turned around and glanced at the three of them, and smiled: "It's just over, you guys came quite early."
Jiang Hao didn't often show up in the legion, and Lu Zhao had only cooperated with him a few times, all of which were major battles, or the more important Battle of Wild Star. We didn't know much about him, except that he was a very gentle person with no airs, and his subordinates were quite convinced by him. Jiang Hao is also well-known in the military circles, because he is a rare person in the lieutenant general level who is not an alpha. Jiang Hao is a beta.
It is quite rare for a beta to reach the position of lieutenant general in the military. Although Jiang Hao was able to get to this point partly because of the help of his family, his own strength is beyond compare.
Han Miao replied, "I just came out of the first training room and played with that group of new recruits."
"Okay, this group of new recruits is grand enough, and we'll have two major generals to practice with us." Jiang Hao put the person in his trouser pocket, and it seemed that he had finished training and was about to leave. He walked over and patted Han Miao on the shoulder, "Okay, you guys practice yours, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Lu Zhao and Han Miao responded, and each took a step back to make way for Jiang Hao to pass through the door.
Jiang Hao glanced at Lu Zhao and said with a smile, "I was not on the main planet on the wedding day, so I am here to congratulate you now."
Lu Zhao had never had much friendship with Jiang Hao, so he nodded after hearing this.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Hao had not left yet and asked again, "How are you and Bai Li?"
Lu Zhao looked up at him, and Han Miao and Huo Cun were also stunned for a moment.
Is this considered a superior caring about his subordinates? I have never heard that Jiang Hao is so gossipy.
"Don't get me wrong, I don't want to inquire about privacy or anything." Jiang Hao was very calm. He didn't look very good, but his facial features were gentle, and his words also revealed the elegance of a rich kid. "I just want to tell you that Bai Li is not what people say outside. He is a very good person."
Lu Zhao's expression was still the same, and he said, "I know."
Jiang Hao smiled again, and said nothing more. After saying hello to Huo Cun, he walked out of the second training room.
After Jiang Hao completely disappeared from his sight, Han Miao let out a breath and patted his chest to calm himself down: "I don't know what's going on. I haven't seen Lieutenant General Jiang Hao so nervous even when I met the Marshal."
"I was nervous too. When I first joined the First Army, I witnessed a match between Jiang Hao and an officer of the same rank from the Second Army. In the real-life martial arts match, Jiang Hao was beaten by the guy from the Second Army so hard that he almost went to the hospital. My goodness, it left a huge shadow on my weak heart," Huo Cun said as he handed Lu Zhao's personal terminal to him. "Major General, your personal terminal is ringing like a bell. What's going on?"
Han Miao also looked at Lu Zhao: "Are you familiar with Lieutenant General Jiang Hao? Why did I feel something was wrong with what he said just now?"
Lu Zhao held the ringing personal terminal in his hand without raising his head: "We have worked together a few times, but we are not familiar with each other."
"Well, he is probably afraid that you look down on Bai Li," Han Miao chose a mecha simulation cabin to sit down, "Didn't you realize that Lieutenant General Jiang Hao actually takes good care of his old boss and specifically helps to say good things about him."
Lu Zhao raised an eyebrow and said, "Old boss?"
"You don't know?" Han Miao was putting the helmet on his head. When he heard this, he also raised his eyebrows like Lu Zhao, but he raised it as if he was making a face, "Jiang Hao used to be Bai Li's adjutant. He was promoted to major general after Bai Li retired from the military, and was promoted to lieutenant general only in the past two years. Isn't Bai Li his old boss?"
Lu Zhao nodded.
His understanding of Bai Li may be less than the tip of the iceberg, but Lu Zhao doesn't care. The part of Bai Li that is exposed to others is Bai Li, and the part that others can't see is also Bai Li. Now the two of them are very comfortable with each other. It is not their character to explore other things too much, and it is not what they should do in their current relationship.
But Lu Zhao thinks it is okay to treat Bai Li as a brother. Lu Zhao doesn't dislike people like him, although his words are a bit rude and his actions are a bit shabby... Damn, he doesn't seem to be a good person.
Lu Zhao couldn't help laughing when he thought of the phrase "once-in-a-century slut" on the forum.
The personal terminal in his hand kept ringing. It was not noticed in the first training room where there were people, but it was clearly heard in the empty second training room.
Han Miao and Huo Cun were curious. To put it nicely, Lu Zhao was devoted to training, but to put it bluntly, he was a loner. He didn't have many friends and didn't seem to have any hobbies. They had never seen his personal terminal so noisy before, so they stretched their necks to watch.
Lu Zhao didn't think too much about it. He opened the personal terminal casually, and the virtual screen was thrown in the air. Then hundreds of pop-up windows swarmed out, crowded in the middle of the screen and kept covering each other.
"Fuck, what's going on?" Han Miao was shocked. "Virus? That can't be right. Our personal terminal uses the antivirus system provided by the army."
Lu Zhao looked at it for a while and knew what was going on: "I posted a blog this morning, and these are all replies."
Huo Cun was also shocked. He had been looking at Lu Zhao as an old antique who didn't know how to use entertainment social platforms for so long, but he didn't expect that this ancestor would post a blog. He quickly opened his personal terminal and ran to Lu Zhao's blog. He let out a shocking howl: "Fuck!"
Lu Zhao frowned and looked at the comments that kept refreshing. The flashing made his eyes hurt. Huo Cun's shouting gave him a headache. He said angrily: "Fuck him if you want to."
"No, Major General, I C..." Huo Cun couldn't organize his words, his face flushed and his neck thickened, "You, this is the meal that Bai Li made for you?"
"Forget it," Lu Zhao nodded, "He wanted to eat, so he made my portion." Seeing Huo Cun holding the personal terminal and looking at it non-stop, he asked again, "No?"
Han Miao also saw the photo on his personal terminal, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This is not a question of whether it is okay or not. How many alphas have you seen who are so...virtuous?"
"My god, look at these comments," Huo Cun yelled as he flipped through the comments, "Let me read it for you, 'As expected of Major General Lu Zhao, this alpha is well married.'"
Han Miao also flipped through it and read along: "'It's reasonable to suspect that Bai Li is setting up a persona. If it doesn't work, just admit it. What kind of warm A image is this? He even lets his omega post a blog. Ha, just to attract attention. Do you think everyone else is stupid?'" He couldn't read any more after halfway through, shaking his head and laughing helplessly, "Fuck, this personal attack is terrible."
Lu Zhao sat on a lounge chair and flipped through the comments below.
Of course, there were positive comments, but most of the replies that were pushed to the top of the most popular levels were some weird replies.
[It's good, Bai Li has been promoted to a househusband, so strong A hahahaha. ] [
Oh my god, is this true? Major
General Lu Zhao is so boastful. As expected, an O like you deserves an extraordinary A~] [This skill is quite good. To be honest, I still admire Bai Li. He is a man of integrity.]
[I finally saw my idol post a blog. Woohoo, Major General Lu Zhao, look at me!]
[This blog tells everyone that as long as your fists are strong enough, there will always be an A who will surrender to you...]
...
Lu Zhao couldn't understand. He just posted a photo of his dinner, why didn't anyone pay attention to the meal itself?
"Oh my god, look at this," Huo Cun said with his eyes wide open, "'I have a bold guess, could it be that Bai Li asked Major General Lu Zhao to post this? After all, Bai Li's image has been quite bad recently. My family members have done this before. In order to make people around them think that they are very good to their O, they let O post on social platforms every day saying how happy he is, but in fact O is beaten at home every day..."
Han Miao called him a good guy: "Does anyone believe this?"
There are quite a few people who believe it!
Maybe because the guess is too close to reality, there are actually quite a few people who think it makes sense, and they even brought up quite a few family tragedies in real life. Not long after, messages in the format of "Major General Lu Zhao, if you are threatened, just blink" began to flood the screen.
Whether they were made out of genuine concern, or just for fun, or with the intention of taking advantage of the situation to step on others' feet, these kinds of comments multiplied rapidly under Lu Zhao's blog like bacteria.
Han Miao couldn't stand it anymore and closed his personal terminal first: "Zhao, what were you thinking? Why did you suddenly do such a thing?"
Lu Zhao frowned: "Huo Cun said that we could post some daily photos to change the outside world's views."
"Then I don't know why you brought this up." Huo Cun was speechless, "I thought you would just post some training photos at most, who would have thought that you have such a rich nightlife and even the food is so good."
Han Miao interrupted Huo Cun and said to Lu Zhao: "You know your adjutant is stupid? He tells you it's daily life, so you just act like it's daily. Who are you? You are Lu Zhao, half a public figure. Public figures don't have daily lives."
It was rare for Lu Zhao to be humble and learn from Han Miao.
"You should think more about what you post in the future," Han Miao said earnestly, "You are already very eye-catching because you are an Omega. Now that you are married and have the special situation of Bai Li, have you forgotten the first few years when you joined the First Legion? If you say something casually, there will be a lot of people waiting to find fault with you. It is better not to say anything. Think more before you post this kind of blog in the future."
Lu Zhao looked at the comments of "Major General, if you are threatened, just blink your eyes" and fell into deep thought.
He really didn't expect that one of his blogs could have such power. Han Miao was right. He should think more and act before he acts.
After thinking for three seconds, Lu Zhao clicked on the column of editing content and started typing.
When Bai Li got off the mecha simulation cabin, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He took a sip of the restorative nutrient solution, and Situ's assistant, who was standing nearby, came over with a new towel and reached out to wipe Bai Li's sweat.
As soon as he raised his hand, Bai Li wiped off the sweat on his head, and also brushed away the broken hair stuck on his forehead, and smiled at the assistant: "I don't need this, thank you for your concern."
This face and this smile made the assistant blush and his heart beat fast.
Situ took a look and found a random reason to send the assistant away. After the assistant left, he said to Bai Li, "Okay, Master Bai, you've become alert after getting married and don't even want a towel. That's good. You have a high level of ideological awareness and deserve praise."
"Don't you know who your boss is?" Bai Li finished drinking the nutrient solution. "You're so good. You can handle both the kitchen and the kitchen."
Situ quickly stopped him, "Come on, come on, come on. You're never going to stop praising yourself. I'm in a good mood today. Don't let your nagging make me so angry that I can't sleep well."
Bai Li laughed.
"How is it?" Situ asked, subconsciously looking at Bai Li's legs.
Bai Li said, "It's better than last time, but it still feels quite different when I simulate driving. The fuselage can't keep up with my reaction speed."
"Maybe there's still a problem with the connection." Situ said, "I don't dare to adjust the data drastically at once. The nerves in your legs are very sensitive and the bones are seriously damaged. I'm afraid that I'll put too much pressure on your legs when driving. If it happens again like last year, you'll definitely have to go to the hospital."
Bai Li nodded, his expression didn't change much, "It's okay, follow your own pace."
"Have you tried more treatment methods?" Situ knew Bai Li very well. He chattered while looking at his own terminal. "The doctor has told you many times to reduce the intensity of exercise, but you are not in the top position and I don't know why you are so active every day."
Bai Li wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "Do you think I'm like you and never pay attention to body maintenance? Forget it, I have nothing to say to a researcher like you who relies on nutrient solution to survive when he gets busy. I would rather exercise more and eat braised pork ribs, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, steamed buns and pot-stuffed meat."
As he spoke, Bai Li felt empty in his stomach and was hungry.
He came to the institute early in the morning and drank a bottle of restorative nutrient solution. He smacked his lips and began to think about the small vegetable garden in the backyard of Situ's institute: "Well, let me pick some potatoes today?"
After saying that, he waited for a long time but didn't see Situ's response. He didn't even scold him. Bai Li was quite surprised. He looked up and saw that Situ was staring at someone very hard.
"What are you looking at?" Bai Li was very rude to Situ and stretched his head to look.
Situ turned his head, his eyes revealing a hint of subtlety, and he glanced at Bai Li from head to toe, then he picked up the personal terminal and moved it towards Bai Li: "Come on, come on, take a look for yourself, 'Peerless A'!"
Bai Li saw the photo at a glance. This was the photo he sent to Lu Zhao this morning. When he first sent it, he was still wondering what happened, because he was too busy and forgot about it. Now he saw it again, and it was on someone else's personal terminal. He immediately had a bad feeling.
Looking again, the column of the blogger who posted this photo had these two words written on it, "Lu Zhao".
The avatar was a slightly blurred profile, but Bai Li still immediately recognized that it was Lu Zhao himself.
Lu Zhao posted this photo on his blog, with a line of words: "Bai Li's cooking is delicious."
Bai Li looked at these words and thought that Lu Zhao was actually cute because of his honesty.
Although Lu Zhao's stern face was not cute at all, Bai Li felt that he was touched when he thought that Lu Zhao asked him for the photo in the morning in order to post such a blog.
He could guess what Lu Zhao was thinking. In fact, Lu Zhao didn't think much about it. He just thought that Bai Li was good, which was different from what others thought.
Bai Li was very happy.
Some people thought he was good, without any big reason, just because they thought Bai Li was good.
Bai Li thought about it and realized that no one had posted a blog specifically for him for many years.
Seeing the comments section full of comments like "Major General, if you are threatened, just blink your eyes", Bai Li was amused: "Our Major General brother is still too young and has not seen the bloody storm on the Internet." "
Don't be so happy here," Situ was very dissatisfied with Bai Li, "Hurry up and post something to divert the firepower and let them scold you."
Bai Li glanced at him, thinking that Situ might have forgotten who invested in his research institute.
"What are you posting?" Bai Li said lazily, "Just keep silent now, no one will remember it in two days. The more you say, the more room for their imagination. You are pouring fuel on the fire, understand? You are still an intellectual, it's embarrassing."
Just after he finished speaking, Lu Zhao's blog was updated.
Lu Zhao posted: "I volunteered."
Bai Li: "..." Damn!