First Woman Alpha

After throwing the person out of the door, Cen Zhao clapped his hands and slammed the door shut regardless of the mood of the people outside.

He Xiaoxiao came over, dumbfounded: "Why are you so violent? Well, she won't depend on you."

Noticing that the girl was standing less than half a meter behind him, Cen Zhao rolled his eyes and fell to the side as soon as his legs softened.

He Xiaoxiao was really startled, and rushed up with a stride, struggling to hold the person back.

"Zhao Zhao! Are you alright?!"

Cen Zhao raised his hand to cover his forehead, hung on the girl with a dizzy look, carefully controlled his strength so as not to overwhelm her, and said vaguely: "It's alright, it's just a little dizzy just now, sitting down. It'll be fine in a while."

That being said, but she didn't mean to sit down at all, she held He Xiaoxiao and stood motionless, and then put her chin on the girl's shoulder, bending over very hard.

He Xiaoxiao did not suspect him, and even dragged him to the bedroom on the second floor. After ten minutes of work, he was exhausted and sweaty and almost collapsed.

"It's not too early now, you just have an early rest."

Cen Zhao "struggled" to prop up his upper body: "I haven't showered yet, so I can't sleep like this."

He Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and pressed her shoulder to prevent her from getting up, her face full of helplessness: "You lie down for a while, I'm sweating all over, go wash first, and come back after you're done."

Cen Zhao obediently lay back: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come out."

He Xiaoxiao took a set of Cen Zhao's pajamas and went into the bathroom. Cen Zhao heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, so he couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth and wanted to press it down, but no matter how hard he pressed, he could still touch it when he reached out. To the obvious smile, in the end, I can only bury my face in the quilt, so as not to be seen by people who come out for a while.

He Xiaoxiao washed quickly, put on pajamas that were a few sizes bigger and came out, and saw that the person who was arguing about taking a bath just now had fallen asleep.

Standing beside the bed, He Xiaoxiao was a little overwhelmed.

wake her up?

But seeing her sleeping so deeply, what if she wakes up and gives her a headache?

Just let her go to sleep?

Then when she wakes up, will she blame herself for not waking her up, sleeping without taking a bath, and feeling uncomfortable just thinking about it?

Hearing that the girl came out of the bathroom and had been standing beside the bed, Cen Zhao waited for a long time without waiting for her to make the next move. After thinking about it, he pretended to be talking in his sleep and said, "Take a bath... um... uncomfortable..."

Then she heard He Xiaoxiao sighing softly, stepping back into the bathroom with her slippery slippers, and then heard the sound of washing towels coming from inside.

With his face buried in the quilt, Cen Zhao almost laughed out loud, and after holding it back, he held back his laughter and lay still under the quilt.

After a while, He Xiaoxiao came out of the bathroom with a hot and clean towel, and clumsily undressed and scrubbed Cen Zhao, first wiping his face, then down, and when he reached the waist, he took the opportunity to touch it. After grabbing two pairs of Cen Zhao's beautiful vest line, Cen Zhao could clearly hear the little girl's slap in the mouth, and he didn't know if it was because of envy or some other reason, but in short, her expression almost didn't hold back.

He Xiaoxiao skipped the part covered by the boxer **** and continued to wipe down from the thigh. After wiping Cen Zhao's body, he went back to the bathroom to wash the towel, and then came out and wiped her a second time...

It's like serving a critically ill patient who is paralyzed in bed.

After wiping it twice, He Xiaoxiao felt as if she had accomplished a major task, and her tired arms were a bit unable to lift. Thinking about the lean muscles on Cen Zhao's body, she suddenly felt that she really lacked exercise. It's not good to be tired enough to move a little bit.

Otherwise, I’d better take some time every day to do exercise or something, at least I can’t just do some work and get tired.

Thinking like this, He Xiaoxiao took out the quilt that was folded into tofu from the cabinet next to it, covered it with Cen Zhao who was wearing only a pair of underwear, and then fell directly beside her, ready to sleep.

Although the dormitory arranged by the Zhongjing Military Academy is large enough, there is only one bedroom and only one bed. If she does not sleep on the bed, she can only sleep on the sofa. Anyway, the bed is enough for two people, and it is not the first time for them to sleep together. With a bed, He Xiaoxiao fell asleep without any psychological pressure.

After half an hour.

Cen Zhao opened his eyes slightly, looked at He Xiaoxiao who was already asleep, stretched out his hand and gently took him into his arms, hugged him, and finally closed his eyes contentedly.

...

The next morning, when He Xiaoxiao woke up, Cen Zhao was no longer in the dormitory. Military cadets had a very standardized routine, especially when they got up early in the morning and exercised, which was monitored by their portable intelligence. Although many students used plug-ins to cheat and sleep late. , but Cen Zhao didn't plan to do this, so the morning exercise every morning was unstoppable. Unless there were other assignments, she would definitely be seen on the training ground.

He Xiaoxiao didn't know that she was held as a humanoid pillow and slept all night. In fact, Cen Zhao had thought about letting her wake up in his arms, but it was too much to think about it. It's not good to leave a shadow in your heart. In the end, you can only regret to get up first and talk about it later.

On the same day, He Xiaoxiao did some further processing on the information and materials collected yesterday in the renovation laboratory in the basement of Cen Zhao's dormitory, and then said hello to Cen Zhao who was in class, left the Zhongjing Military Academy by car, and returned. Qingyun.

After class, when Cen Zhao went to the competition group, she was warmly welcomed by the team members, and students came with questions one after another. It was at this time that she realized that there were so many engineering mechas that she had designed. Parts that you don't even know how to make.

At the beginning, she was able to get so many patents, and there were too many flukes.

To understand this, Cen Zhao took a more correct attitude towards this competition. Taking advantage of the high level of discussion between everyone and her, she asked a lot about the super-syllabus content that she had encountered in the design, but had not yet learned, and discussed it in one session. , a good harvest.

There is not much time left before the official start of the competition. After finalizing the design, they still need to make a finished product to participate in the competition, so everyone worked very hard, and the design draft was published one after another, and each version was better than the previous one. With more progress, it can be seen that these team members are geniuses.

As someone who has seen semi-finished mechas in the four schools, Cen Zhao certainly understands how big the gap is between these students and the mature mechanical designers of the four schools, but she can't use the designs of the four schools for them. In addition to professional ethics issues, there is also respect for yourself and team members.

Innovation is the foundation of design, and picking up people's teeth has no other benefits other than being ridiculed and leaving stains on their lives.

After today's discussion, Cen Zhao was left to speak alone by the head of the department.

Not understanding what he was trying to do, Cen Zhao was extremely vigilant, almost treating him as Zhong Chenglin, and beware of him doing something harmful to her or Nie Xingli.

The head of the department noticed her vigilance and resistance, but didn't care. As if he didn't notice it, he asked her: "You are an intern in the four institutes, and you should have seen the military mechas designed and researched by experts and professors in the four institutes. What do you think, How far is the difference between the mecha designed by our team and the one designed by Si?"

Is this to make her steal the design?

Cen Zhao secretly frowned, and replied coldly: "It's very far."

"Can you make an analogy, a little more vivid."

"...The difference between DR03 and DR331."

The DR series flying car is the most well-known and popular flying car in the interstellar range. The latest model number is 331, while the 03 model is an old model more than 30 years ago, and can only be seen in the exhibition hall at present.

Such a gap can be said to be very large. Thirty years of technological development and design changes are completely at the level of the gap. Thinking about it makes people desperate.

The head of the department frowned upon hearing this: "Is it that big?"

Cen Zhao's heart gradually rose, and he always felt that his next sentence was "Then you can help me get some design drawings from the four institutes." If he refused, he had already written the draft to his mouth. reject.

However, to her surprise, the head of the department finally sighed heavily and scratched his hair: "So this time we have to lose to Federal University again."

Cen Zhao, who was ready to say the words of rejection, only felt that he almost choked her to death by holding it in his mouth. After two seconds, he answered and asked, "Why are you so sure?"

The head of the department smiled bitterly: "Because I know a senior who is working as a professional guide in the group at Federal University. He worked part-time at the four universities for a period of time last year, and then told me that the design brought out by the competition team of Federal University this time is almost It’s time to catch up with the finished design drafts that the four institutes took out last year.”

Cen Zhao raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "The team at Federal University also designs mechas?"

The head of the department looked at Cen Zhao with some amusement: "The advent of engineering mechas is too exciting, and now I don't know how many research institutions are staring at mechas and want to make a second shot. The competition between the two schools is such a good opportunity. , who will let go?"

Cen Zhao thinks about it too, if she is not the designer of the engineering mecha, the moment she sees the engineering mecha, she will think of designing a mecha herself, right?

In fact, although Nie Xingli proposed to design the engineering mecha, wasn't it also stimulated by the mecha of the four institutes?

"Then what should I do now?" The head of the department didn't make any request, so Cen Zhao took the initiative to ask.

"What else can be done other than continuous improvement?"

The head of the department looked at Cen Zhao with a half-smile, as if saying "I know what you're thinking, but I won't say it", which made Cen Zhao very uncomfortable.

Did she think too badly about people?

But what if you lower your guard at this time and get scammed later?

Cen Zhao thought about it and decided to be cautious, so he let go of his expression and followed his words: "Indeed, the only way to go is to continue to improve."

"Um."

There is no other topic to talk about, and the conversation between the two ends here.