The competition venue was already packed with people, as audiences from various star systems and supporters from each school took up all 560,000 seats. The cheering waves, heart-shaking like a tsunami, swept over in relentless succession.
In such an environnt, one would involuntarily get caught up in the atmosphere, becoming wildly excited and blood boiling.
Even the calst of individuals would find themselves clenching their fists with excitent.
The center of the venue featured a massive display screen resembling a Rubik’s cube, which was surrounded by many smaller screens, all displaying information about each military school’s competing teams.
A male and a female host stepped out of thin air and onto the stage, which imdiately ignited another round of cheers.
"Oh my God! It’s ng Keqin."
The whole venue erupted with cheers for ng Keqin, more excited than if they had seen a national idol.
Even the judges seated high in the chairman’s stand whispered among themselves.
"First Military Command College really pulled out all the stops, not only inviting a host of bigwigs to the opening ceremony but also getting ng Keqin as the host. It’s going to be tough for any military academy to top this."
"This edition is destined to beco a classic."
"Now we just hope that the freshn competing can deliver an outstanding level and live up to the expectations of the organizers."
"There are quite a few promising talents in this edition."
"It’s a pity for rvin; he missed it."
While the chairman’s stand was abuzz with discussion, in the front row seats reserved for the major military academies, the topic of conversation revolved mostly around ng Keqin.
Instructor Omnia pulled Lin Fu, who was sitting behind her, closer with a sneer, "See that woman? She’s your enemy. Kill her every ti you see her."
"Okay," Lin Fu agreed straightforwardly, without a hint of hesitation. "How do you want her to die?"
"Blow her to ashes?"
"Isn’t that too comfortable? It doesn’t reflect any sense of tragedy at all," Lin Fu shook her head in dissatisfaction.
The classmates and teachers sitting on both sides of them unconsciously shifted away to distance themselves a bit more from the two madwon.
Ji Xiu, Anton, and He Xi huddled together, whispering quietly.
"If anyone else said that, I’d just sneer, but when Lin Fu says it, I admit, I’m scared."
"Is it surprising? Who in the Military Departnt doesn’t know ng Keqin likes Major General Fu Xing? I’ve heard that many have tried to set them up."
"The public wants to match Princess Therese with Major General Fu Xing, but the Military Departnt prefers ng Keqin for him. After all, ng Keqin is the most beloved military goddess, and nobody would dislike her."
"Would you dare to have feelings for her?"
The three glanced at Lin Fu sitting beside them and shook their heads simultaneously.
"Dare not, dare not."
"If Lin Fu ever goes against ng Keqin, and we have to pick a side, we’d definitely stand with Lin Fu," they said in unison, then laughed together.
"Won’t it be awkward for our Lin Fu if she enters the Military Departnt in the future?"
"The awkward ones will be the officers who’ve attempted to set up ng Keqin, right?"
"In my opinion, the most awkward position is Major General Fu Xing’s, caught between two won like that."
Ivan, from the front row, turned back, "What are you guys talking about?"
"Captain, you’re the most well-inford of us. You give us the scoop," they urged.
"About what?"
"About ng Keqin!"
Ivan looked puzzled, "Such a famous person, who doesn’t know her? What’s there to say?"
"Isn’t she serving in the Special Mobile Team? How co she’s back on Capital Star?"
Ivan glanced at Lin Fu and said with a smile, "Perhaps she sensed the crisis and hurried back?"
"Oh..."
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