Xiao Wu also didn't expect this person to hand over the food directly, so he asked, "How much? I'll buy it."
Meng Huai asked Zheng Yiran, "How much? He'll buy it."
Zheng Yiran had never thought of doing business here before, so he looked at Meng Huai and asked, "One hundred a string?" www.kanshuwu.net
Meng Huai said nothing, but Xiao Wu directly said, "Okay, I'll take them all!"
The commander of the Twelfth Military Academy touched his head and thought to himself, what a simpleton.
"This is what they are eating. If you take it all, what will they eat? Don't buy it. I'll treat you to a meal when we get out, okay? My dear ancestor!"
Xiao Wu actually pondered this question and then said to Zheng Yiran, "Then I'll take half!"
He was about to transfer money to Zheng Yiran but noticed that his Guangnao had no network connection.
"There's no network connection in the arena. I'll transfer it to you when we go out. I won't default!"
Zheng Yiran found this young man so funny that he directly handed him half of the skewers: "Here you go, no rush to pay."
While they were eating, Jing Yuancheng shouted, "Why aren't you helping!"
"Southern Neighbor Military Academy has eliminated one solo soldier. Their score of thirty-five thousand one hundred and sixty-five now belongs to Imperial Military Academy."
Jing Yuancheng saw that these people were truly unable to help, so he decided to deal with them one by one. At the same time, the broadcast sounded again: "Congratulations to the Seventh Military Academy for winning third place, with a reward of fifty thousand points."
Since all the flags had been pulled down, the first match was over.
Officials sent people to escort the students out of the arena. Reporters were already waiting at the exit.
If they went out in order, although Imperial Military Academy did not win any rankings, their points were indeed the first.
Next were those who pulled down the first-place flag, ranking second in points, the Twelfth Military Academy.
Third place went to the previous year's champion, the Fourth Military Academy.
The reporters watched as the students walked out one by one, having already prepared to start asking questions as soon as they saw them.
"Imperial Military Academy's student Meng Huai, why is your strength so strong, yet you are in the logistics department? Are you hiding your abilities?"
Meng Huai said helplessly, "If I were hiding my abilities, would I still be standing here?"
"Twelfth Military Academy's student Xiao Wu, are the grilled skewers delicious?"
After the reporter finished speaking, the other reporters looked at him as if to say: What are you asking?!
Student Xiao Wu, however, nodded sincerely and seriously answered the reporter's question: "Yes, they are very delicious! I heard they were brushed with honey, very sweet!" kanshuwu.xia
The reporters were surprised by student Xiao Wu's seriousness and thus began to throw questions at him.
At this moment, the reporters welcomed these two young people, Meng Huai and Xiao Wu, who shone brightly upon their first appearance, by asking them questions in their own way.
The championship team from last year, who came out later, was neglected, causing Wu Fei and others to leave in embarrassment.
When the remaining teams, who came out later after eating, appeared, the reporters were also very enthusiastic.
"Student Murong, what are your thoughts on this failed alliance?"
"Student Xiang Man, what are your thoughts on this alliance?"
"Student Wan Ji, what are your thoughts on the failed sneak attack on Imperial Military Academy, which resulted in your entire team being wiped out?!"
Student Wan Ji just wanted to say, he had no thoughts!
They had been eliminated long ago, but they had to wait until the competition ended to release the people from their Fifth Military Academy together! What kind of ridiculous rules did the organizers think of! They were simply not treating them as humans, no human rights!
Student Wan Ji just wanted to cry, he felt wronged!
Next time, if anyone talked about alliances with him, he would kick their ass! Annoying!
Wan Ji did not say a word and left the sad place with his team!
Because of the continuous questions to Meng Huai from the reporters, the Imperial Military Academy group took some time to leave. When Teacher Wang received the five of them, he gave them a thumbs-up. kanδん
Although Teacher Wang was strict, he still praised them when he should. At the same time, he greatly disapproved of their behavior of eating instead of pulling down the flags at the finish line!
"The finish line was right in front of you. If you had all gone together, the first place would have been no problem!"
Zheng Yiran did not make excuses and directly told Teacher Wang, "We will work harder next time."
"Mm."
Hearing this, Teacher Wang was satisfied.
"Good, good. You didn't flinch even when facing attacks from three sides, which is quite good."
"However, it would have been even better if you could have saved the time spent eating!"
Every day, they spent an hour preparing a feast. Whenever this time came, he, watching from outside, would feel an urge to hit someone!
"We need to eat to have the strength to fight! Don't worry, Teacher Wang, we know what we're doing!"
Hui Xingxiu said this, and Teacher Wang's heavy slap on his back was his answer. Hui Xingxiu no longer dared to be cheeky.
After the competition, the participating teams from the military academies began to leave one after another.
When Imperial Military Academy left on the spaceship, there was one more person than when they arrived. Everyone looked at Marshal Meng sitting in his seat, and no one dared to make a sound. It was indeed the case that wherever he was, the aura was too strong.
Meng Huai frowned even more tightly as he saw this person board their spaceship.
At the same time, the driver who came to pick up Marshal Meng for 'work' every day looked at the empty spaceship in front of him, then at the message he had just received, and helplessly drove away in his empty spaceship.
Marshal Meng sat opposite these youngsters and asked in what he considered a friendly tone, "How was it? Was the competition tiring?"
The group felt goosebumps. Why was Marshal Meng doing this!
At this moment, it was Zheng Yiran, the commander, who took charge. All diplomatic matters were handed over to her.
"Not tiring, Marshal Meng. We are honored to compete for the academy and feel very energetic!"
Marshal Meng chatted casually with Zheng Yiran for a while, then changed the subject and asked Meng Huai, "Student Meng, your strength is very strong. It looks like you've been training diligently since you were young?"
"It's alright."
Meng Huai did not want to pay attention to the father of this original host.
Hearing Meng Huai's answer, Zheng Yiran and the others felt that something was not quite right. Meng Huai was usually very friendly to people, not to mention someone of Marshal Meng's noble status, but even to an ordinary person, she would be very kind.
It was a bit strange.