If old man Yan is not satisfied, there will be no part-time job? No, this is far from the only problem that gives Luo Xiaolou a headache. The basic class is too poor, because I can't understand the textbooks that I have to study for junior high school students and high school students every day; I have to listen to Mr. Song's basic mecha course every day; Hundreds of first-level parts are waiting for him to learn.
Although he was busy with schoolwork at the beginning of the semester, Luo Xiaolou did not intend to give up and continue to study first-level parts. It was because of his understanding of these parts that his major was not as miserable as the basic course. Luo Xiaolou has never experienced this kind of incomprehensible feeling at his age, and he doesn't want to experience more.
However, after mastering half of the first-level parts, Luo Xiaolou realized a serious problem that he needed to practice.
No matter how many theories, principles and even the reaction process are in his mind, even if he remembers them in prison, it doesn't mean that he can manufacture such things. Mecha manufacturing itself is a profession that requires extremely high practice.
These days, the students of the mecha department are all talking enviously about Yang Ke, the high-achieving student who was selected by a big family, and now he can buy as many materials as he wants. With such strong financial and material support, he will make faster progress than students of the same grade.
When the students in the manufacturing department tried their best to express themselves and find supporters, Luo Xiaolou, like all the students in class ten, did not take any action.
The students in class ten will never be invested. Thinking of this, Luo Xiaolou was a little depressed. Now he has some deposits in his account, and he had the idea of buying those first-level parts by himself, but the 600 kinds of mecha parts will almost consume all of his savings, Luo Xiaolou still can't make up his mind to buy them.
Sighing, he wrote down all the chapters he didn't understand recently in the electronic book, and Luo Xiaolou walked into the information building. The information building is a place for students of San Milo College to look up materials, which is equivalent to the previous library.
Luo Xiaolou swiped his card at the door and walked in. His current reading authority is only from the first floor to the third floor. It was a little consolation that he hadn't had to go up to the second floor yet.
Entering the public inspection area, Luo Xiaolou chose an unoccupied table to sit down, and input the things he was looking for into the screen in front of him. After a short while, two information cards with numbers appeared in front of Luo Xiaolou. Click to open, Luo Xiaolou began to read.
In the quiet review room, only the occasional sound of someone walking gently, Luo Xiaolou gradually immersed in those formulas and arguments.
After an unknown amount of time, the communicator on Luo Xiaolou's wrist flashed. It was the timed reminder function set by him. It was already school time.
Frowning, he was about to go to the administrator to apply for a copy of the data.
In the administrator's office, Luo Xiaolou and the sunny boy with black hair and blue eyes were startled.
The man was stunned for a while, and greeted warmly: "Luo Xiaolou? It's rare to meet you here. I'm Yatesi, do you remember?"
Luo Xiaolou remembered this person, but couldn't remember the name, so he didn't make a sound for a long time, but he was definitely not ignorant enough to tell the truth, he just smiled: "Of course, we were next to each other during the test, why are you here? ?”
Yatesi looked at Luo Xiaolou helplessly: "Inspired by you last time, I applied to the school for a part-time job, but was sent to the information building. God knows, the mech training room is what I want to go the most."
Luo Xiaolou handed over the electronic notebook in his hand, pointing out the information he needed while comforting Artes: "The work here is easy."
"If I can go to the mecha training room, I will be happy no matter how tired I am!" Yatesi emphasized dissatisfiedly.
"Okay, I understand your enthusiasm for mechas, can't you copy the data for me first?" Luo Xiaolou was not very sincere to appease, are the guys in the mecha department so tiring? The class training of Department A is very scary, and he is willing to face the mecha 24 hours a day.
"No, you don't understand at all, watching Yuan Xi, Luo Shaotian, Lingxu and others training there can also gain a lot of insight..." While saying this, Yatesi finally copied the information Luo Xiaolou wanted to the electronic book superior.
""Beinason's Theorem", "Mechanics of Materials", "Federal Common Language Grammar", "Mecha Maintenance", except for the last one, Luo Xiaolou, you give me the feeling that I haven't graduated from elementary school—" Art S laughed.
Luo Xiaolou blushed, "Is the foundation almost so exaggerated?"
"Believe me, it's not a little bit. Are all the students in your tenth class like this?"
"Well, I don't know, maybe someone is much better than me." Luo Xiaolou is not sure, but Tian Li is similar to him, and every time he goes to class, he suffers from extreme pain.
"Well, in this way, you can ask me if you don't understand anything in the future. Anyway, when I am on duty, I am quite boring here." Artes said enthusiastically.
Luo Xiaolou was pleasantly surprised, it was great that someone was willing to help, he hadn't had the courage to ask Yuan Xi such a naive question.
"That's fine, thank you so much, bad, I have to leave beforehand."
"It's interesting, buddy, treat me to dinner one day—hey, there's no need to run so fast, right?" Yates watched Luo Xiaolou's figure disappear into the corridor with dumbfounded eyes.
Luo Xiaolou didn't hear Yatesi's last words, even if he did, he absolutely has no free time to treat guests to dinner now.
With the electronic notebook between his hands, he quickly clicked on the communicator: What? Want to eat fish? ! Don't you feel tired of eating every day
"I'm thinking about today's menu, you just have to follow it, what do you mean by so many replies?" A quick sentence came from the other side.
Luo Xiaolou choked for a moment, wishing he could crush the villain representing Yuanxi who popped up from the communicator to death.
After giving Luo Xiaolou a special card for living expenses, Yuan Xi found that the contents of the refrigerator had finally increased. While secretly proud that Luo Xiaolou has been supported by him, he has more and more requirements for dinner.
"There are still cakes, I haven't bought them for several days." Yuan Xi continued to order.
"Why do you ask what I mean?"
"What's your tone?"
"..."
The two met in the parking lot, looked at each other angrily, and ignored each other. When they arrived at the shopping mall, Luo Xiaolou was still too lazy to talk to the dictatorial Yuan Xi, and reluctantly opened the car door to go shopping.
Yuanxi sat in the car grinding his teeth secretly, if he didn't make some house rules for Luo Xiaolou, he would go to the house to expose the tiles! Don't think that if he likes him, he will indulge and endure him all the time - there is no need for him to struggle at all, isn't it right for slaves to like their masters
When Yuan Xi began to think about the type and intensity of the punishment to be implemented next, he suddenly found that Luo Xiaolou was carrying a large bag of things at the entrance of the mall, helping an old man out, and was stopped by a tall and strong young man. Yuan Xi frowned, what is the situation, is Luo Xiaolou planning to challenge his endurance again and again, let him wait in his car hungry and then catch up with other men
Yuan Xi, who was furious, soon found out that this was not the case. The old man yelled at the young man harshly. Luo Xiaolou wanted to stand between the two of them, but was easily pushed down. Then, a few people got off a car on the side of the road, grabbed the old man and Luo Xiaolou who was on the ground, and were about to get into the car.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and those who were pressing down on the old man and Luo Xiaolou were startled and almost fell off the suspended road.
The moment a few people looked back, the strong wind had already blown to the face, and the person holding Luo Xiaolou was punched in the face, and his face was covered in blood immediately, and he fainted to the ground.
Yuan Xi held Luo Xiaolou in his hand to look up and down, and finally met Luo Xiaolou who was clearly unresponsive, and asked with a dark face, "Are you injured?" Damn it! It used to be one thing for him to teach his slaves a lesson, but another thing for others to dare to touch him!
"No—" Luo Xiaolou's words hadn't finished yet, Yuan Xi had already gently pushed him back, fell on the car behind him, and then raised his foot to kick the person who rushed over again.
Both sides heard the sound of bones breaking, and another person fell to the ground. Those muscular men who looked extremely strong were so vulnerable in front of Yuan Xi that the tall and strong young man in the lead trembled and turned pale. Obviously received the information that this master appeared in the mall alone, now one or two come out, and there is a monster among them!
Although he is so close to the car now, he has no chance to escape, because Yuan Xi has already come over, and asked coldly: "Tell me, what do you mean by kidnapping my person?"
Under the gaze of those cold eyes, the tall and strong young man didn't dare to have the thought of running away, but trembling and hesitating, what to say, he would be close to death, but if he didn't say anything, it seemed that he was not far from death.
"I—I said, we are here to pick up Master Yan, we have absolutely no intention of hurting him, I, I promise—" the tall and strong young man said tremblingly, it was not that he had no backbone, but that the person in front of him was too ruthless, he It can be seen that the injury caused by this person to his subordinates is a question of whether they can recover within a year.
"Master Yan..." Yuan Xi narrowed his eyes, and turned around to find that Luo Xiaolou was supporting the old man who was completely ignored by him. Since he didn't want to trouble Luo Xiaolou, it didn't seem to be his business.
At this moment, the old man said lightly: "Let them go."
Yuan Xi snorted, "Don't let me see you do anything to my people again, otherwise, I'd like to talk to you in more detail."
The tall and strong young man shivered violently. Hearing that the terrifying man was willing to let them go, he immediately stuffed the fallen man back into the car and drove away.
Luo Xiaolou let go of the hand that had been holding the old man's arm. It wasn't that he didn't want to support the old man, and that the old man was standing upright all the time, his eyes were shining brightly. He didn't look like an old man who had no resistance at all. I'm trembling, it's really embarrassing.
"Master Yan," Luo Xiaolou called out respectfully. After thinking about it, he didn't know whether Master Yan wanted him to know what happened just now, so he could only politely say, "Where are you going? Shall we take you back?" Yuan Xi wouldn't blame him for borrowing his car on his own initiative, Luo Xiaolou thought, and glanced in Yuan Xi's direction nervously.
Yuan Xi was staring at him angrily, thinking, very good, not only dared to go to the house to expose the tiles, but also dared to make his own decisions.
Master Yan looked at Luo Xiaolou's cowardly and embarrassing appearance with a cold face for a long time, and snorted, "No, the person who picked me up is here."
Luo Xiaolou looked up, and sure enough, three black cars drove up to the floating parking lot in front of the shopping mall without a sound.
Before leaving, the old man glanced at Luo Xiaolou and said, "Since you are afraid of death, don't rush ahead." After speaking, he was surrounded by those who responded and left.
Luo Xiaolou stared at the car leaving, feeling extremely depressed, and he didn't want to meddle in other things, but it was so close that it was difficult for him to pretend he didn't see it.
How much does this old man look like the original, why didn't the bloody grandparents recognize each other just now
Hey, forget it, fortunately there is no danger, let's go home first, there are still two days before the old man's face.
Yuan was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and looked angrily at the listless Luo Xiaolou in front of him. Luo Xiaolou might not have experienced this before, and now he was still in shock, his hands and feet were weak, so he piled up the things he bought in a pile. In Yuan Xi's arms.
Yuan Xi looked at the fresh fish and vegetables he had named in the bag, but he didn't throw them out after all. As soon as he looked up, he saw Luo Xiaolou not looking at the road and tripped. Before he could think about it, his hand had already pulled Luo Xiaolou over.
Yuan Xi was at a loss as he looked at the pale Luo Xiaolou who was being pulled into his arms, should he push it out or continue walking? What a troublesome and weak slave, Yuan Xi glared at Luo Xiaolou viciously, but gently supported him with his arms, and walked to the side of the car.
Well, this atmosphere seems a bit unsuitable for punishing him.
Still, let's talk about it later...
Early on Saturday morning, Luo Xiaolou changed into fresh clothes and prepared casual clothes for Yuan Xi to put beside the bed. Last night, he heard that he was going out today, so he put his breakfast in the incubator and went out.
Taking the suspended bus, Luo Xiaolou arrived at Kane Group before eight o'clock. If he was late, the old man would definitely scold someone. After swiping his card at the robot at the door, Luo Xiaolou quickly walked towards the elevator.
After waiting for a while, the elevator finally came down from the upper floors, and Luo Xiaolou walked in. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw three people walking outside, he hurriedly pressed the button to open the door, and said, "Hurry up."
After the greeting, Luo Xiaolou discovered that the person who came was actually a student of San Milo College, and he knew them all. One was Yang Ke, the number one in their department, a black-haired and blue-eyed boy. Luo Xiaolou later remembered that this person had sent him to the shopping mall on the first day, and the other was Ling Xu, a celebrity in the mecha department.
The three geniuses of the mecha department, Luo Shaotian is flamboyant, Yuanxi is arrogant and indifferent, Ling Xu is elegant, and no matter which one they are, they are all unbelievably handsome. Because of this, Luo Xiaolou often suspects that genes and appearance are related.
Ling Xu's skin is fair, his manner is elegant and polite, but he is indifferent and alienated in his bones. This kind of superior aristocratic temperament is undoubtedly more attractive.
Luo Xiaolou has only seen it a few times from a distance, and he doesn't want to provoke this kind of person.
Formerly? It turned out that in Luo Xiaolou's eyes, it was an ancient beast.
Although it has not shown enough sharp claws because it is young, it is by no means capable of provoking its authority at will. When he is hungry, he will be unhappy, he will go crazy, when he is not hungry, he will squint his eyes and take a nap, and he will use his tail to mark out the territory. Undoubtedly, Luo Xiaolou was unlucky enough to be drawn into his own range.
So I have to clean, I have to help him prepare clothes, I have to cook, I have to massage... It really gets darker and darker the more I think about it.
Having such a person is enough for Luo Xiaolou, so he never thought about the intersection with the other two mecha geniuses, let alone one of them is from the Luo family.
When we met outside, Luo Xiaolou could pretend not to know each other. But what if he just said hello