All Stars Are My Food Fans

Most of the mechs of the Federal Military Academy are fighters.

In the biweekly plan of the Mecha Academy, everyone is basically fighting.

A freshman is about a sophomore, a sophomore is about a junior, anyway, the lower grades like to date the upper grades.

You can't beat it, but you can't beat it! Because being beaten is also a way to progress!

Then the highest grades are not easy to make appointments. Some awesome people can invite coaches or tutors to fight, and those who are fast and idle will squat in group pk matches of their age and other departments.

For example, the previous holographic competition and the mecha competition.

But these places are always limited. There are always people who are placed on orders, and they have to be trained. It is too boring to play robots.

These people sometimes go to the dormitory building to provoke people, and then have a fight with them. If they win one battle and the other party refuses to accept it, they will definitely come to the second battle.

In the second game, if he refuses to accept it and asks for an extra match, the opponent will agree to it out of contempt for the loser.

Then--

what! One day has gone by!

At first, everyone didn't realize that this operation was so irritating, or later, a certain person felt that this kind of appointment was cool and there were no shortage of people, and they provoked several people in a row, and everyone was such a pair.

The product was unusual, and they all felt that this set of methods was too dirty, so I stopped playing it!

So this group of people can only go to the boring computer again.

The group leader did not expect that the methods of this group of people would be updated so quickly, and they even used Jiu Jiu as a raft!

He was furious and sent three more sentences in a row.

【Why, don't you dare to speak? 】

[If no one wants to hit you, don't hit me, and go to the virtual mecha if you are full of energy! ! ! 】

[Pretend to lie, which class are you from? 】

The conversation suddenly sharpened.

A question mark appeared in Qiuqiu's head, "Can't I post such an appointment post here? 】

[Yes, you can tell me which class you are in first, and who is your name! 】

[I am Jiang Qiuqiu from Class 1 of the Spiritual Healing Department. 】

[Hehe, do you think I will believe it? 】

...So, many people have disguised her here?

Qiuqiu thought for a while, only to realize that she didn't have her real name yet.

Hiss, no wonder the other party deleted her own post. She quickly launched the conversation, entered the school's personal center, and collected information and real-name. Then just switch back to chat.

[Hello, I am now my real name, my real name, can I post? 】

Not far away, in the training plaza of the Mecha Academy, a shocking trough centered on a squad leader of a certain class quickly spread out to the surroundings.

It's too loud to be noticeable.

A boy who just got off his mecha shook the sweat stains on his t-shirt, and his honey-colored muscles flashed water. ?"

"Yeah." Another male voice with slightly longer hair also leaned over, "Which class, ignorant stuff."

"If you want to be beaten so much, let Lao Tzu beat him."

Principal:  …

No, no, no! He screamed wildly in his heart, this time it's not fake, it's real!

I make up! Chiu Chiu actually hasn't had time to real-name.

so--

[Private training, with healing food. 】

...

He glanced at a few roommates beside him.

Take another look at the sky.

It's almost 10 o'clock, can't training take so many people?

He immediately made a decision in his heart, sorry brothers! I'm going to be rich and rich!

"It's dealt with, I deleted the post."

He was also vicious, "I privately messaged that kid and won't return to me."

"I warned him to see if he dares to joke around next time."

"Yes, next time someone asks the president directly like this, I'll find them even if they don't have their real names!"

Everyone complained about one person.