Inside the grand and solemn circular parliament hall in the First Star Domain.
“Well, since no member of parliament has raised any objections to the Speaker’s final statement, today’s morning meeting ends here. Councilor Seberg, this is your meeting…”
As the man in the main seat closed the document with an indifferent expression, the secretary beside him carefully announced the end of today’s agenda and distributed the relevant information in his hand.
However, even though the meeting had been announced to be over, no one dared to leave their seats early.
In the spacious parliament hall, almost everyone looked at the Speaker, who had not stood up from the main seat.
The man’s lowered brows held an unfathomable emotion, as if he were holding an important proposal in his hands and was considering it. Even the uniform jacket draped over his shoulders added a sense of oppression.
Is this…? Any additional instructions?
They also feel that the Speaker has become more intimidating recently, but he is obviously more amiable than before.
“Why are you all still sitting?”
At this moment, when everyone was silent, the man seemed to finally break out of his thoughts, looked up at the motionless audience, and asked.
“Ah… pardon. Everyone might not be prepared yet, thinking there was something else on the agenda.”
The secretary beside him hurriedly explained.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Jingyu raised the corners of his lips and tapped the laptop in his hand.
“Today’s morning meeting ends here. Everyone, go home early tonight and spend more time with your families.”
“Yes, yes, what the Speaker said is absolutely right.”
“Indeed, work and family stability are both important, not just for the sake of the empire…”
It was not until this moment that the atmosphere in the venue officially relaxed, and many people even cautiously echoed this joke, although no one took it seriously.
After all, everyone knows that this young and unfathomable Speaker is a well-deserved workaholic and is nearly extremely demanding.
Not only is he harsh on others, but he is even harsher on himself.
As everyone gradually left, the secretary gathered up the materials in his hands and prepared to hand them to his boss. He was surprised to see that his boss was actually… actually reading Starblog!?
“Why, are you surprised?”
Feeling the secretary’s unconcealed look of surprise, Qiu Jingyu sat back a little and took the initiative to ask in a not-so-cold tone.
“Oh, no, not really… I just didn’t expect you to also browse this.”
The secretary responded nervously, not expecting that his stare had been discovered. Fortunately, he was not punished.
“It’s just one of the important ways to observe public sentiment.”
After taking the summary materials handed over by the secretary, Qiu Jingyu explained in a calm tone.
“Yes, yes! You’re absolutely right! I’ll check it regularly from now on… Oh, haha, there’s a really interesting trending search today: a younger brother actually helped his older brother with his homework…”
The secretary naturally racked his brains to agree with what his own speaker said, but he got stuck halfway through.
Damn it, how could the trending searches Mr. Speaker be looking at be these civilian ones? They should be those with a broader perspective on interstellar events! [Mask of Pain]
But unexpectedly, at the moment when the secretary was madly regretting his gaffe, the Speaker in front of him actually chuckled.
“Now that you’ve seen it, what do you think? Feel free to tell me what you think.”
Secretary: …?!
What is this, this suffocating feeling of being suddenly asked to speak on current affairs by my own speaker?! I’ve been asked to give random checks just for posting on Starblog! I should have stayed away from this topic!
Help!
Many of the parliament members who were listening to the conversation openly or secretly changed their expressions when they heard this. They all nervously quickened their pace to leave the venue. After leaving the venue, they began to discuss the matter privately with a sense of relief.
It seems that I will have to check the hot searches on current affairs regularly in the future, to avoid being checked by the Speaker and having nothing to say, which would make me look shallow!
Qiu Jingyu, who always had excellent hearing, naturally did not miss the discussions outside the door.
He raised his eyes to look at the secretary beside him, who was somewhat conflicted and afraid, and finally lightly tapped the eighth of the nine pictures on the computer with his finger.
“If you were to do this last strategy question, could you do it so perfectly?”
“Ah, let me take a look!”
Realizing that the Speaker had no intention of making things difficult for him, the secretary took out his laptop and began to read nervously as if he had been pardoned.
But the more he read it, the more incredible it seemed… This, this strategy question is really weird, and most importantly, the answer below is even weirder!
The weird thing is that this strategy question is way beyond the scope of student assignments, and the answer is way too easy!
“To this subordinate, it seems… difficult to do. The logic here is too strict. It hardly seems like something a student could answer!”
Oh my god, I am really too young. I just laughed it off as a joke, but I didn’t expect that the Speaker could see through it. QAQ!
Qiu Jingyu looked at the secretary’s expected embarrassed expression and said nothing. After returning to the office, he let the secretary leave.
In the deserted spacious office, the man, lost in thought while looking out the window, subconsciously stroked the small baby blue candy on his desk.
It looked like the little one helped with the second child’s homework.
However, it is enough to just solve the previous questions. You can understand them as the answers you found one by one in the book.
But the last question should be impossible to solve.
The technique is a bit too mature, and the language is too rational and cold.
What’s more, if the person who wrote the answer had not personally participated in the battle that year, but had come up with so many details purely by inference, then he could almost be called a genius.
It doesn’t matter whether he is a genius or not; the key is that he appeared next to his younger brother.
Does such an existence have any malicious intent?
If there is no malice, then what is the intention?
The baby blue candy was gradually rubbed until the edge of the candy wrapper curled slightly, and was finally placed gently by the man next to the black pen, becoming one of the few soft colors in the dark-toned office.
*
The usually solemn professor’s office at the Imperial First Academy was not quiet at this moment.
“Professor Stanford!! Even though the young guys in the Operations Department you’re teaching this year are all a bit rough around the edges, it seems like one of them has quite a bit of talent.”
A professor knocked on the office door and sighed with a strange look on his face.
In the office, among the piles of old papers that almost formed a small mountain, a bunch of materials slid down with a “rustle”, and the next second, a slightly old-fashioned and aged face rose from it.
“What did you say?”
Stanford adjusted his glasses and looked at his old colleague in front of him with some confusion.
“Alas, Professor Stanford, you have to connect with the Starnet once in a while. We’ve all gone paperless these days…”
“Just now I was talking about you! That holiday assignment assigned to the Operations Department was completed perfectly!!”
The professor opposite was obviously helpless. He started explaining as loudly as possible and took out his computer.
“Look, the strategic question we collectively discussed at the meeting has also been perfectly answered. Honestly, after seeing the answer, I suddenly understood why His Majesty acted that way back then. No wonder that Zerg stronghold—ah!”
But this time, before he could finish his words, the computer in his hand was snatched away by Professor Stanford, who was originally a little slow.
Among the nine photos, except for the screenshot of the circle of friends, Stanford read each one of them almost with glasses.
Until the end, the old man slowly took off his glasses and looked at his colleague in front of him with a serious expression.
“No, it’s much more than that. It’s not just that strategy question. Although the previous content of this assignment is basic and can be found in the textbook, it also contains many traps.”
“If you hadn’t memorized the entire book or had a photographic memory, it would have been impossible to write it in such detail. I didn’t even expect those impolite little beasts in the Operations Department to write it!”
I just thought those little beasts were too noisy and wanted to give them some headaches during the holidays.
Stanford’s tone was slightly hoarse, but it quickly surprised the professors present.
“But this assignment is truly perfect. The basic questions were written with meticulous precision and accuracy, while the strategy questions were a complete reversal of previous performances, delivered with boldness and composure. It’s simply perfect!”
“No, such a genius must be accepted into the First Academy!!”
Stanford slammed the laptop in his hand on the table and even jumped out of the pile of old papers, trying to find something.
“Um…but, it’s said that it was written by one of the younger brothers. Maybe he’s still young, so it’s not certain…”
The professor opposite was obviously stunned and tried to explain a few words to ask his old friend to calm down.
“Since he’s still young, I’ll enroll him in the junior department first! Then he can be promoted directly. I must reserve my spot for this little guy that year!”
However, Stanford’s decisive response instantly interrupted everything. He searched for a long time before finding his admissions plan and began to check it page by page.
This change was so bizarre that even the professors present were a little bit unbelievable.
“You, you are going to recruit students too?”
Back then, the son of the Sixth Star Region’s Senate President was rebuffed when he tried to get a spot, yet now it was given so easily to a young cub he’d never met?
“That’s right, I, Stanford, never joke.”
“Okay…but I heard that the competition for admissions this year is quite fierce. It seems that the Claris Academy is completely locked in a fierce battle with our Imperial Academy. Those high-quality students on the key list are said to be competing head-to-head.”
The professor unconsciously said a few more words while helping Stanford hold up a mountain of materials that was about to collapse.
That little genius, um, should be able to come in smoothly?
After all, the enrollment of the junior department of Claris Academy has never been very good, not to mention the official background and strong financial resources of the Imperial Academy, which have always been unmatched by other colleges!
*
At this moment, in the Prince’s Mansion, in Qiu Yiming’s room.
Qiu Chongshan opened the door with a “bang” and looked at the scene in the room expressionlessly.
Not far away, Qiu Yiming subconsciously turned around and unexpectedly met his father’s eyes. He held the laptop he was typing on motionlessly, and his Adam’s apple moved slightly.
What’s going on with this strange and quiet murderous aura?
O3O [sweatdrops.jpg]
“… Is the little one still sleeping?”
Qiu Chongshan calmly walked to the desk, looked at the still motionless second child with an expressionless face, and then looked carefully at the little guy curled up on the table with his hands tucked in.
