This alpha is disabled and determined [Interstellar]

Chapter 71

The match that ended in nine minutes and 28 seconds became the shortest match on the first day of the Imperial Academy Contest.

It's not a record that was bombarded by heavy mechs, but a new type of mecha that is very different from the mainstream.

Applause and cheers erupted in the auditorium, and the shooting lights of the suspended live broadcast robot flickered.

Baili's three consecutive victories took less than two hours in total, and the battle video was still used as a reference for the freshman courses of the military academy for many years. Heavy firepower bombardment is of course the empire's long-standing mech warfare style, but the impact on the terrain Flexible use is also the quality that a good driver should possess.

The driver on the opposite side of the simulation cabin went down and took off his helmet. The feeling of being stabbed through the cockpit by Bai Li's knife was still there. His face was a little pale, but he still raised the helmet in his hand to Bai Li.

This action was very familiar to Bai Li, he froze for a moment, raised his helmet and touched the opponent.

"I have been a garrison of the garrison for five years." The other party held out five fingers, "You graduated from the military academy a year after you, and I met you, Major General Bai."

Bai Li smiled: "I will fight again when I have a chance."

The other party also laughed: "I was beaten by you in the actual combat class before."

Bai Li didn't have much impression of this, the military academy would occasionally arrange the senior students to give practical lessons to the younger students, and Bai Li beat too many people in the class, so he couldn't remember.

"Excellent," the other party gave a thumbs up, "It's the same as before."

I don't know which nerve this sentence touched Bai Li. When he walked off the main stage, he felt a sense of trance.

It seemed that he walked out of the actual combat classroom of the military academy, and it seemed that he was the last step of the ladder outside the cockpit of the mecha.

Situ and the other researchers in the background had already cheered before Bai Li walked out of the simulation cabin. Now when they saw Bai Li, they were concerned about his legs first.

The assistant wanted a massage, but was rejected by Bai Li: "Hurry up, bring me my personal terminal."

"Won't you go back to the research institute with us?" Situ handed the personal terminal to Bai Li, "Have a meeting, you have a three-game winning streak or something."

Bai Li Zhile: "If you don't hit the last blow, your testimonials are like farting. On the way forward, there are only cursing, and there are no testimonials."

This is very reasonable, after all, at the beginning of Baili's third fight, Situ and others in the background scolded them all the way to the end of the fight.

There is no room for testimonials along the way.

Two legs are used for walking, nose and mouth are used for breathing, not to mention Bai Li, one leg is not as agile as others, let alone free speeches.

So Mr. Si's original fantasies of staged victory meetings were summed up by Boss Bai in one sentence: "Go back to each house, eat and sleep when you are full."

The game in the main star area wasn't over yet, but Bai Li didn't intend to watch it any longer. He explained a few words and told him to send the video and information of the opponent tomorrow's match to his personal terminal, and then rushed out.

Situ stopped him and asked Bai Li to take an assistant away.

"I went to the toilet just now and saw other famous drivers with assistants." Situ Dang did not see Bai Li's anxious expression, and explained slowly, "We have to take them too, not to mention that you are the boss. The two assistants have the cards."

Bai Li didn't bother to talk about his card theory, pushed the door open and walked out along the passage of the contestants, the assistant trotted behind him.

Facts have proved that Mr. Si is rarely correct once.

Although the audience of the Imperial Research Institute's Mecha Contest is relatively small, it has a considerable status in the mecha circle after all.When Bai Li was about to walk out of the contestant passage, he was taken aback by reporters from the Mecha Forum and several related newspapers who were squatting at the door waiting for interviews.

To be honest, Young Master Bai really didn't have a good impression of the reporters. It can be said that he had a strong personal prejudice. Basically, when he saw a reporter, he turned his head and wanted to leave. Scared of reports.

Bai Li has recently been able to admit that he has a psychological shadow. Once he admits it, he has to do self-reflection and self-psychological analysis, mainly for Lu Zhao.

Major General Lu, who has no experience in relationships, likes this very much. He seems to have not noticed Bai Li's self-analysis and self-examination. Therefore, Young Master Bai has to pay attention to and care about, to "coax" and "coax", and to play out occasionally. If it is appropriate, you can also choose the way to be coaxed.

These reporters didn't raise their hands to shoot, and they didn't hold up the recording device to slap Bai Li's face. Instead, they asked angrily, "Mr. Bai, do you have time for an interview?"

"No!" The assistant was very conscientious, standing in front of Bai Li with a sullen face, "The boss said, there is no time for testimonials, only cursing."

Bai Li didn't change his face, thinking that this assistant would be good everywhere, but the assistants who came out of the research institute didn't give the slightest bit of IQ to things other than work.

Fortunately, over the past few years, Bai Li has established a solid and reliable personal image with his wild and unruly style. Several reporters already know him a little bit, and there is no sign of "swearing mother" because of the word "swearing mother". The humanity of the Mecha Forum : "We just hope that Mr. Bai will talk about the research and development ideas of the white01 model, and we will definitely not ask other questions indiscriminately."

"Do you still need to ask other questions?" The assistant was straightforward, "How many people are waiting for the boss to say something, so they can take advantage of the loopholes in the words and make up points. One sentence can twist [-] meanings, I know It's on."

The mecha of Bai's Research Institute has been discussed continuously since the announcement of the research and development direction, mainly because the purpose of Baili is obvious. aisle.

This made many alphas feel dissatisfied, thinking that this kind of behavior would make some groups restless and generate redundant ideas.Otherwise, Gao Hai wouldn't have cursed so long before the game.

And most of the few supporters of the white01 model are indeed B or O, they are the group of people who were rejected by heavy mechs.

The assistant's straightforwardness made the reporters choke, and no one said a word after a few seconds.

Bai Li decided to give the assistant a raise.

cool.

"I can guarantee that we will report the truth," said a reporter a little embarrassed. He still knew how Bai Li was smeared in the past few years. "At least Mr. Bai himself said that it is better than being randomly edited by all kinds of gossip and rumors from the outside world." .”

Bai Li felt that these words sounded familiar. After thinking about it, Si Dao had said the same thing before.

Bai Li's lips moved, but without saying a word, he continued walking with his assistant.

The assistant was conscientious, with a heroic face, and wanted to go ahead and help Bai Li open the way.

However, there are quite a lot of people who want to interview, you can ask me a question, although there is no malicious intention, it still gives Bai Li a headache.

Compared with the headache, what made Bai Li feel more tense was his left leg.

At this moment, the aftereffects of the three heavy mecha bombings are showing a little bit, and the knees are starting to become acidic. After the third round, there is no massage, and there is no relief. Bai Li's temples are throbbing with the soreness.

The people from Mecha Journal are still trying to communicate with Bai Li, and want to do an exclusive interview on the white01 model.

In fact, it wasn't that Bai Li didn't want to save face, it was that he didn't know what to say.It took him many years to say a few heartfelt words to those close to him, and he really didn't have the extra words to discuss what he was doing with outsiders.

Bai Li knew that once he opened his mouth to talk about white01, he would inevitably involve himself.He doesn't want to talk about himself.

Over there, he was still shouting "Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai". Bai Li's patience was exhausted, and he was about to start spraying when he heard someone calling him.

"Bai Li." Wearing a military uniform, Lu Zhao held a personal terminal in his hand. He glanced at the people around him, and finally fell back on Bai Li. "I sent a text message, but you didn't reply."

The military uniform silenced the people who wanted to interview for a moment, and after carefully looking at Lu Zhao's face, someone coughed: "Major General Lu."

Lu Zhao nodded lightly, retracted his personal terminal, and walked straight to Bai Li.

Almost at the moment when Lu Zhao called his name, Bai Li's heart jumped for a while. He watched Lu Zhao approach, and several people around him subconsciously gave way.

Lu Zhao separated everything that was blocking Bai Li and walked towards Bai Li.

"I didn't have time to read the text message," Bai Li said with a smile, "Pick me up?"

Lu Zhao nodded: "Let's go?"

The gazes of several reporters around Lu Zhao and Bai Li turned back and forth, but they had stuffed their gossip back into their stomachs, and said before Bai Li could answer: "Mr. Bai, just a few words are fine. "

Lu Zhao glanced at the speaker, then turned to look at Bai Li.Ever since Si Dong mentioned the interview last time, Lu Zhao knew that Bai Li was not willing to accept such a thing.He subconsciously took Bai Li's hand, and asked again in a low voice: "Let's go?"

The voice was not loud, but Bai Li knew that as long as he nodded, Lu Zhao would push the crowd away and pull him out of here.

Sometimes Bai Li felt that Lu Zhao wanted to do something for him so much that as long as Bai Li asked, he would do everything he could.

Bai Li was filled with an invisible emotion, the throbbing pain in his temple stopped, and he let out a breath.

"We'll talk later when we have time," Bai Li calmly faced the reporter for the first time, and smiled. "Today, my wife is here to pick me up."

After he finished speaking, he felt the hand holding him tighten.

Bai Li looked at Lu Zhao, who pursed his lips slightly, showing no extra expression.

There is only one pair of eyes, and when looking at Bai Li, the eyes seem to be floating with light.

"Let's go," Bai Lihui held Lu Zhao's hand and led him out, "I'm starving to death."

Lu Zhao only felt that the hand holding him was very hot, and the temperature spread all the way up the hand.

The temperature was so hot that his throat was so hot that he opened and closed his lips several times without uttering a single word.

It wasn't until he walked out of the main arena and got on the suspension car parked at the door that Bai Li heard Lu Zhao shout: "Bai Li."

Bai Li closed the passenger door, and when he turned around, Lu Zhao's kiss fell just in time.

Warm, and slightly trembling lips.

Bai Li's heart was softened by this little trembling. He rarely felt Lu Zhao's trembling when kissing, but he vaguely knew the reason for the trembling.

Not a funny "buddy" or a serious "mate."

It is "lover".

It was Lu Zhao who took the first step, it was Lu Zhao who broke the relationship first, and it was Lu Zhao who led one party out of the haze first.

But it was Bai Li who said the word "love" first.

"A fanatic," Bai Li sat sideways on the passenger seat, looking into Lu Zhao's eyes, "You are not a fanatic."

Lu Zhao also looked at him.

"Hand." Bai Li said with a smile, "I'll teach you how to be a fan."

What he said was a bit inexplicable, but Lu Zhao still stretched out his hand, let Bai Li guide him, and propped it against the car window behind Bai Li.

Lu Zhao's body was pulled by this posture and the whole person turned sideways and leaned forward, and his other hand was pulled to support the back of Baili's car seat.

He was hooked by Bai Li, and he assumed a strong confinement posture.

The distance between the two people was too close, and they could smell each other's pheromones in the narrow car.

Lu Zhao stared at Bai Li without blinking. He seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and only knew that the person he was imprisoned in a narrow range was Bai Li.

"A kiss." Bai Li said.

Before Lu Zhao could react, Bai Li's kiss was posted up.

A strong kiss that is completely different from the imprisoned posture.

Can't tell which side is more like a fanatic.