Yuan Xi looked at Luo Xiaolou with a sullen face for a while, and finally stretched out his arms for Luo Xiaolou to support him, putting most of his weight on Luo Xiaolou. Because Yuan was too tall, the two moved to the bed with great difficulty.
When Yuan Xi sat on the bed, Luo Xiaolou brought a big towel to the wet Yuan Xi, asked him to dry his body, and then looked at his injury. Yuan Xi's waist was bruised in a large area, and the most serious thing was that his knees were very red and swollen. There were also some bruises in other places, but they were much lighter than these two places.
No wonder he has been soaking in the bathtub, it may be because he can't get up temporarily. Luo Xiaolou couldn't help muttering: "My God, why didn't you tell me that the injury was so serious? Don't move around, I'll go and get the medicine box."
Yuan Xi stared at Luo Xiaolou fiercely, and said impatiently: "Whoever uses you is troublesome, I can handle it myself."
Luo Xiaolou looked at Yuan Xi's legs speechlessly. If he could handle it by himself, what would he do for such a long time just now...
"Just wait, I'll be back right away." Luo Xiaolou walked out, wondering, how did this guy suffer such a serious injury? The only time they separated was when Yuan Xi entered the ancient martial arts training hall, did Yuan Xi fight someone
Digging out the medicine box, Luo Xiaolou deliberately found the square instrument that robot A1 gave him last time. Later, Luo Xiaolou bought it by himself, and the price was really not cheap. Luo Xiaolou hesitated for a long time at that time, but later bought it by mail order because of its powerful functions.
"Well, as expected, you get what you pay for, and such a serious injury will heal immediately." Luo Xiaolou sighed, gently rubbing Yuan Xi's knee that had recovered from the original, and at the same time looked at Yuan Xi, and found that he Apart from his ugly face, there was no sign of pain.
"Hey! Can you stop being so lecherous, how long are you going to mess around!" The person who had been silent all this time suddenly roared.
Luo Xiaolou was taken aback, and finally realized that Yuan Xi was stiff because of his fingers, so he quickly retracted his hand. But, but what does this color have to do with it? !
Why is this guy so awkward after being injured...
Luo Xiaolou handed the instrument in his hand to Yuan Xi, pointed to his waist, and said calmly: "Then you can deal with the other parts yourself, the rest should be easy to deal with."
Yuan Xi didn't pick it up, he tried to move his legs, and found that after healed, his tense body finally relaxed.
Yuan Xi raised his eyes to look at Luo Xiaolou, and after a while, he turned his head with a low hum, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm not used to having other people around when I'm hurt."
"Oh." Luo Xiaolou nodded, but he was roaring in his heart, you are explaining, you are explaining! Could it be that after being injured, people will mutate...
"Well, since this is the case, I'll go out first, and the bathroom needs to be cleaned—" Luo Xiaolou made an excuse to leave, joking, if Yuan Xi noticed his own abnormality now, he would definitely become angry and kill him.
"Who told you to leave?" Yuan Xi grabbed Luo Xiaolou who was about to leave, pointed to the bruises on his body, and said as a matter of course: "These, and these, are all dealt with."
"Aren't you not used to it?" Luo Xiaolou couldn't help reminding him, "Besides, you said just now that you don't like me touching you."
"Oh, now I'm used to it." Yuan Xi said with certainty.
Luo Xiaolou had another idea of killing him and then killing himself, but in fact he caused many troubles himself! What Yuan Xi said was right, he should throw Yuan Xi in the bathroom and ignore him!
Yuan Xi completely relaxed, lay on the bed casually, and said softly to Luo Xiaolou: "Come on, you treat the wound first, and then give me a massage. I had a fight with that person today, it was really comfortable .”
Luo Xiaolou looked at this shameless guy in disbelief, and finally surrendered under Yuan Xi's innocent and persistent eyes, and it seemed that he was not going to let go until he finished dealing with Yuan Xi, and he wanted to set aside time at night Preview the new textbook.
A few minutes later, the instrument had already healed Yuan Xi's injuries, at least on the surface there was absolutely no problem. Yuan Xi frowned and said that there were some injuries inside, and it would take a few days to fully recover.
Then Luo Xiaolou began to massage Yuan Xi, whether it was due to injury or overwork, Yuan Xi's body had already relaxed as much as possible, but the muscles under his hands could still feel stiff.
Luo Xiaolou had learned two-handed massage before, so the technique was good, and Yuan Xi hummed comfortably.
Luo Xiaolou couldn't help asking: "Who did you fight with?"
Yuan Xi's half-closed eyes suddenly lit up, obviously excited, "It's the president of the ancient martial arts school, um, he's very strong."
"You lost?" Luo Xiaolou asked casually.
"How is it possible, I have never lost."
"Then it's not much better to be beaten like this?"
"Do you want to be beaten?"
"..."
Yuan Xi's skin is very fair, and his hands are full of thin muscles, full of strength and beauty. Compared with Luo Xiaolou, he is completely different. Is this the difference between perfect genes and low-level genes
Luo Xiaolou's eyes involuntarily wandered over Yuan Xi's body, from the slender legs to the white chest, and then - met Yuan Xi's silent gaze, there was no sarcasm, no anger, no order, but more like someone Something gentle and deep that I have never seen before.
For a moment, Luo Xiaolou almost forgot to look away, the lights are too bright today, he actually had an illusion...
Yuan Xi turned his face away first, turned over and lay down on the bed, complaining in a low voice: "Hey, can you push harder? Come up, you just step on it."
Half an hour later, Luo Xiaolou finally returned to his bedroom in a daze. Maybe he was really wrong, how could that guy in the past be blushing.
After Luo Xiaolou went back, he went directly to the virtual Internet, rushed to listen to Mr. Song's class, and consulted the problems encountered in the first-level parts materials he read a few days ago. Teacher Song was also very pleased to see that Luo Xiaolou paid so much attention to the materials he sent out.
In the information compiled by Mr. Song, there are 600 kinds of first-level parts, and the information of each part is very detailed, from processing, to material, production method, principle, performance and so on.
After Luo Xiaolou went back and opened it that day, he knew how valuable these materials were. Although his dream is to be a mech warrior, he initially studied parts only for part-time work and survival, but now, Luo Xiaolou himself can't tell why. He likes these things, looking at these documents, he can imagine the scene of those parts turning between his fingers.
Moreover, since yesterday's mech professional test, Luo Xiaolou has hidden an idea in his heart, maybe he will be laughed at if he speaks out, maybe someone will say he is crazy, but he doesn't care. He can improve his physical fitness through continuous training, but there is no way for Gene Luo Xiaolou to change it. However, why only people with advanced genes can drive mechs
Since he doesn't have one, he will make one himself, a mecha that he can drive!
Therefore, Luo Xiaolou's enthusiasm for learning is very high. So far, he has mastered fifty-five first-level parts. But it is only theoretically mastered, and he cannot touch the actual things, which makes him very regretful.
Luo Xiaolou sighed, even if he went to work, he couldn't really touch all the parts. The processing branch where he works is only in charge of dozens of first-class parts and a dozen kinds of second-class parts.
So, how do you get access to all tier one parts? With such questions in mind, Luo Xiaolou slowly fell asleep.
The next day, the electronic alarm clock woke Luo Xiaolou up on time.
When Luo Xiaolou was ready for breakfast, Yuanxi's door opened very timely.
Both of them are wearing school uniforms today, Luo Xiaolou is wearing the dark green school uniform of the mecha manufacturing department, and the former is the dark blue school uniform. Yuan Xi took more time than usual to look at Luo Xiaolou, and said something in a low voice, Luo Xiaolou didn't hear clearly, it should not be irony, if it was, Yuan Xi would usually say something very loudly.
After breakfast, it was still Yuan Xi who drove to school. Along the way, Yuan Xi didn't look sideways, probably he had made up his mind to forget about yesterday's injury and what happened afterwards. Luo Xiaolou didn't even want to mention it, wishing that Yuan Xi would forget that he knew how to massage.
After arriving at the parking lot, Yuan Xi told Luo Xiaolou to meet in front of the information building between the mecha department and the mecha manufacturing department at noon, and the two went to their respective classes.
The classes in each department of San Milo Academy are from Class 1 to Class 10, Class 2 to Class 9 in the middle are normal classes, Class 1 is mostly top students, and Class 10 mostly comes in through connections or spending money. So in St. Miro College, Class One and Class Ten are equally famous, one is looked up to, and the other is notorious.
Luo Xiaolou's grades at that time were terrible. If Mrs. Luo hadn't used his connections, he would not have the qualifications to enter this school at all. So of course, he was assigned to Class Ten.
Luo Xiaolou's seat was near the front, and beside him was a fat boy. When he saw Luo Xiaolou, he immediately introduced himself enthusiastically: "Hi, classmate, I'm Tian Li, you can also call me Fatty. Please give me more advice from now on." .”
Luo Xiaolou smiled, seeing the fat man's expression, he obviously knew him, but he didn't look at him strangely, so he felt a little good in his heart, so he said: "Hello, I'm Luo Xiaolou."
Like the mecha department, there are not many girls in the mecha manufacturing department, and Tian Li has very strong opinions on this.
The two chatted for a few more words, and as a ball on the desk rang sweetly, a middle-aged man walked into the classroom, and the students immediately fell silent.
"Hello, students. From now on, I will be Carlo, the head teacher who will guide you. Everyone knows what our tenth class means to the whole school, but this does not mean that we can give up our efforts and hope. No matter how you came to this school , but I hope you will go out with dignity. The graduation rate of our class has always been the lowest, but I hope you can break this situation this year, let others mention our class 10, and let us mention our own class , is full of pride and pride, and the teachers of Class 10 will work hard with you."
Teacher Carlo's words fell for a while, and the whole class burst into warm applause.
Carlo smiled slightly and continued: "Next, let me introduce the Department of Mecha Manufacturing. As everyone knows, students of our major don't have to worry about employment. Every year, some companies and families come here to select newcomers. After the next midterm exam, people will start investing in you. So, everyone, come on.”
"Besides, I would like to specifically mention here that Yang Ke, the number one freshman in our freshman year, has already been booked by the famous PDG family, that is to say, his future experimental research will be fully paid by the PDG family. "Following Carlo's words, a student figure appeared on the screen behind him.
The corner of Luo Xiaolou's mouth twitched, Yang Ke was the good-looking boy he met yesterday.
Afterwards, Mr. Carlo praised Yang Ke from Class 1 and asked everyone to learn from him. Finally, inform everyone that there will be a welcome party in three days.
Luo Xiaolou looked at his communicator, it was already noon, so he started to pack his things and prepared to meet up with Yuan Xi.
At this time, Tian Li beside him suddenly said: "Hey, I don't know who it is. I just came in and was taken care of by a senior. I'm so lucky."
Luo Xiaolou looked out while tidying up, and sure enough, a senior student in a white military uniform was watching from the door of their tenth class.
"Luo Xiaolou, wait a minute, I'm treating you at noon today—" Before Tian Li finished speaking, someone shouted at the door: "Luo Xiaolou, a senior is looking for you!"
Tian Li opened his mouth wide, Luo Xiaolou was also startled, hurriedly greeted Tian Li, and walked out.
The senior boy at the door was dressed in a white command uniform, looking handsome and handsome. But Luo Xiaolou was absolutely sure that he had never seen this person before. Thinking of this, Luo Xiaolou's heart skipped a beat. Could it be an acquaintance of the previous owner of the body
Thinking of this, Luo Xiaolou's smile was a little unnatural.
The senior student looked at Luo Xiaolou with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "You are Luo Xiaolou, right? I am passing the message for others. The student council president, Luo Shaojun, is looking for you."