Interstellar Fairy Tale

On March 1, 1128, the Galactic Calendar, the capital of the Republic of Seth was in the square in front of the heart of the water capital. Tens of thousands of salutes were fired in unison. The cheers of the citizens and the cannon salute were intertwined to celebrate the Republic of Seth. The creation of a new president.

After the previous President Franz resigned due to the disappearance of the Fourth Fleet, and after the dissolution of the parliament caused by the temporary president of Shesha, as the 1362nd President of the Republic of Seth, Liu Xi, who has just spent two years The black-haired young man on his fourteenth birthday stood at the top of the pyramid of power in the Republic of Seth.

Perhaps it was the calmness and wisdom of this young man after the suicide of the interim President Shesha, and the people had an indescribable sense of trust and strong support for this young man.

In the end, the ticket checking machine announced the final votes of the three presidential candidates in a mechanical voice. The result surprised most of the people with their mouths wide open. The black-haired young man, who was obviously at a disadvantage, regardless of political qualifications or other aspects, actually got the votes. More than 70% of the votes! What is this concept? This means that among the citizens of the Republic of Seth, more than 70% of the voters cast their votes for this 24-year-old young man! This is something that has never been done before! Even Liu Rui, the founding father of the country, only reached the pinnacle of power when he was forty-five years old! Liu Xi has created the miracle of the entire Muse galaxy!

"Is the power of the Republic of Seth about to be in the hands of this handsome young man who is only twenty-four years old?"

This kind of acute question with obvious worries and doubts is put in front of the public. Liu Xi is too young, which is his advantage and disadvantage. Regarding this question, Liu Xi just smiled gracefully and said in a cello-like voice: "No, the Republic of Seth is a great country that advocates democracy and freedom. This is the program of governance set by my ancestor Liu Rui, and no one Anything can be above this program, otherwise, it is an enemy of the entire Republic of Seth. At the moment when I, Liu Xi, took office as president, I solemnly swear to the great motherland and all the people of the Republic of Seth. The right always belongs to all citizens!"

This young man in a black suit was in high spirits, with a confident and modest smile on his handsome face, he raised his right hand, clenched his fists with five fingers, and waved it in midair, "I'm standing here today, just for my motherland! I am young, but my love for my country is unquestionable! I will give everything to the land I love! Long live the Republic of Seth! Long live democracy and freedom!"

Whether it is the citizens in the square or those who saw this scene through the live broadcast, they are involuntarily infected by Liu Xi's words and actions. His passionate words and the enthusiasm of young people make people seem to see a full of A country of hope and vigor!

The people in the square went crazy. They also raised their right arms, hats were thrown into the air, silk scarves were flying in the cheers, and the salutes were fired into the blue sky again, and the cheers were deafening.

"Long live the Republic of Seth!"

"Long live democracy and freedom!"

Among these cheers, there is also a sentence that cannot be ignored, "Long live the president!"

The students of the Madoff Military Academy in Mars, the seventh planet, also watched this shocking scene through the live broadcast of Interstellar TV. As the future supporters of the Mars military regime and the future controllers of the country, these cadets are required to watch this inauguration ceremony. Among the instructors and professors of the Madoff Military Academy, there are many capable people from politicians who have seen a promising future from Liu Xi.

"Ambition, this young man has an ambition that cannot be ignored, but he has done a good job of covering it up."

History class professor Trinide stood in front of the podium. In this history class, the professor gave up the boring textbook, and instead projected the live TV on the huge screen in front of the classroom, and watched it with all the students in the classroom. this inauguration. After the huge cheers came from the screen, Professor Trinide glanced around the entire classroom, and finally returned to the screen, as if speaking to these lads, but also to himself: " This young man named Liu Xi is terrible. He has ambition and enthusiasm like a flame, but it is all hidden under his handsome and calm appearance, and it will not erupt until a certain critical point. He is a successful politician , will also become a leader of extraordinary ability, such a person will definitely leave an indelible trace in history. I hope, boys, among you, there will be such a success that is enough to shock the entire galaxy person."

There was a burst of laughter and uproar in the classroom. These students never knew that the old-fashioned Professor Trinide would say such passionate words.

John stared fascinatedly at the screen in front of the classroom, barely able to see from the man surrounded by cheers and enthusiasm. Shang Ping looked at his best friend, hooked the corner of his mouth playfully, resting his chin with one hand, holding a light pen to draw irregular symbols on the electronic light board boringly.

Yes, this man named Liu Xi is really fascinating. His ambition, his self-confidence, he is like a flaming flame under the glacier, and the hurting heat will be well hidden under the beautiful appearance , enticing people to keep approaching him, hoping to get closer to the warmth beneath the crystal.

However, Shang Ping's little finger slid across his lips and clicked on the center of his lower lip. This man is also very dangerous.

Perhaps Professor Trinide saw ambition from Liu Xi, which most wise people can find, but Shang Ping felt another terrible trait from Liu Xi, and also from this presidential inauguration. Saw more at the ceremony.

The overwhelming popular support, the cheers that almost tear the sky apart...

cult of personality.

Yes, the cult of personality.

The light pen stopped suddenly, looking at the four oriental characters belonging to the earth era left on the electronic light board, a thought flashed across Shang Ping's eyes. If it is what he thinks, which direction will the Republic of Seth go in the future? If Liu Xi was born in Mars, perhaps he would be more successful? Or the other way around?

Forget it, that has nothing to do with him.

Randomly erasing the text on the electronic light board, Shang Ping looked at John, who was still immersed in a certain atmosphere, and began to plan whether he should bring a gift to Uncle Edgar? After all, this opportunity is rare, and before graduation, it is basically impossible for him to have the opportunity to meet Uncle Edgar again.

However, the only gift that can make your uncle with long legs happy is probably wine? But minors are not allowed to drink or buy any alcoholic beverages. This is an express stipulation of the Mars law. It is impossible for him to break the law just to make Uncle Edgar happy, right?

Shang Ping frowned in distress. After the get out of class bell rang, he walked out of the classroom with everyone while thinking about how to solve this thorny problem. Naturally, John, who was still giggling in a daze, was left alone in the classroom. After the big brown-haired boy regained his senses, Shang Ping had long since disappeared. Apart from himself, there were only two or three students left in the classroom who planned to stay and organize their notes.

Scratching his head, John Jonathan began to wonder if Shang Ping was dissatisfied with himself? Maybe it was because he was dissatisfied with his fascination with Liu Xi?

Is this what you call jealousy...

If Shang Ping, who was packing his luggage in the dormitory, knew what John was thinking, he wouldn't guarantee that he would immediately rush to blast the big man's head with a laser gun, even if it would violate the law.

Shang Ping was halfway through packing his luggage, the phone in the room suddenly rang, and the electronic simulacrum of Austin South appeared on the screen. Since Austin told Shang Ping to be his boyfriend, Shang Ping was very distressed for a while, worried about what reason he should find to reject Austin, but it would not cause a fierce backlash from Austin, but let Shang Ping Unexpectedly, after that day, Austin never mentioned a single word on this topic again, and his attitude towards Shang Ping did not change in any way. Except for occasionally pulling Shang Ping to do a single-player fighter simulation actual combat, there was basically no change. The outrageous behavior made Shang Ping relieved and a little lost. As for what he lost, Shang Ping refused to think about it.

"Austin, is something wrong?"

"The departure time is set for the day after tomorrow. Have you gone to the instructor to hand in the class transfer schedule? Today is the deadline. I just went to the instructor, and he doesn't seem to have received your class transfer application form."

"Ah!" Shang Ping put down his half-folded clothes and patted his head angrily, "I forgot! Thank you for reminding me, otherwise my credits this semester will definitely go wrong!"

The rules of the Madoff Military Academy are iron-clad discipline. Including the credits that must be taken in each semester, no reason or excuse is allowed. As long as you are absent from the class without the permission of the instructor, even if there is a legitimate reason, you cannot escape the danger of being brushed off. Three years ago, there was a student who had a fever to the point of unconsciousness. He almost stepped into the gate of hell, but he was still pawned out of a compulsory course because he didn't ask for leave in advance. The average grades in the class have reached excellent, but they still can't escape the tragic fate of being sent to a wild planet to brandish a laser shovel for three years.

It is worth mentioning that in the three years of wielding the laser shovel, this poor student passed the extremely rigorous examination with perseverance and perseverance, and was finally accepted by the Mars Regular Army. He is currently serving in the Sixth Fleet. . And it was none other than Shang Ping's long-legged uncle, Colonel Edgar, who recruited this student into the Sixth Fleet.

Every time, Colonel Edgar used this student's example to teach Shang Ping to take classes seriously. Don't have any luck, thinking that if you skip class, you can escape punishment. face.

This time, Shang Ping got the opportunity to go to the Kanon military fortress with the graduating class for an internship. He had to adjust the courses in these five days in advance, including taking leave before class and making up after class. After returning from the military fortress, he will have the honor to receive the individual tutoring of the required course instructor and professor together with Austin South.

Of course, the application for course transfer needs to be written by Shang Ping himself.

After thanking Austin for the reminder, Shang Ping quickly put away the clothes in his hands, turned on his brain, and printed out the application form for class adjustment. Nearly bumped into John who had just returned.

"Shang Ping, where are you going?"

"Go to the instructor and adjust the timetable."

"Oh, hey..."

Before John finished speaking, Shang Ping had already supported the window sill, jumped out from the window, flexibly used a few force points outside the building wall, knelt down on one knee, and fell to the ground. Standing up from the ground, removing the grass clippings, seeing John looking out from the balcony on the third floor, he waved his hand: "I probably won't be able to come back until after a while, you can solve the dinner yourself!"

When the words fell, Shang Ping ran to the instructor's building. Finally, before the instructor left, I handed in the class schedule, ensuring that no credits for any course would be wasted in the end-of-semester assessment.

After leaving the instructor's building, Shang Ping rubbed his stomach. At this time, there should be no hot meals in the school cafeteria. I guess I have to go to the convenience store to buy bread. Halfway through the road, I met Austin unexpectedly. Austin was walking with two other tall students. They had a similar temperament to Austin. Shang Ping pouted. Well, they were two "noble classes" again.

"Shang Ping."

"Hi Austin."

Austin called Shang Ping, said a few words to the other two students, then left them and walked towards Shang Ping. The other two boys just smiled, with a sense of fun in their smiles, slightly exaggerated to Shang Ping, a nobility ceremony that was no longer popular, turned and walked away. However, Shang Ping always felt that the aristocratic ceremony was a bit awkward. If he knew that the aristocratic ceremony was a way of expressing admiration and admiration for noble ladies in Madoff Whitewhite's era, he would not be so angry that his head would smoke.

Of course, the two young men were not malicious, they were just making a joke with Shang Ping, a very small joke. Austin doesn't mind either, does it?

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"how do you know?"

"Guess."

Austin looked annoyed when he saw Shang Ping, as if he was depressed because of his quick mouth, and said, "There is no hot meal in the cafeteria. You don't want to go to the convenience store to buy bread, do you?"

Seeing Shang Ping's unfortunate appearance of being guessed by you, Austin chuckled lightly, his green eyes seemed to be smiling, and he hugged Shang Ping's shoulder very naturally, and said, "I don't approve of you doing this, then It's not good for your health. Let's go out and apply for a temporary outing. It happens that we will be in the Kanon military fortress for the next two-day short vacation, so we can make some temporary adjustments. "

"That's troublesome, isn't it? And you have to apply for the instructor's approval in advance."

"No." Austin suddenly lowered his head and kissed Shang Ping's mouth, "Because my surname is Soth."

Is this the so-called privileged class?

Shang Ping touched the place where he had been kissed, and suddenly he understood why so many people were chasing things like power.

With a blink of an eye, he seemed to know what to do with Uncle Edgar's gift.