Admiral, run, that bad boy is E

Shen Fan was so tired, no matter how much he complained, once he determined what he wanted to do, he would go all out.

After reading at home for an hour, he went to work with the book in hand.

I woke up early today, had another "hearty" breakfast, and left half an hour to walk there. Everything was just right.

Shen Fan walked slowly and leisurely on the road, reciting the text in his mouth in a low voice.

Occasionally I forget to memorize it, so I take out the Chinese language book rolled into a circle and take a look at it.

Bright Eyes: Master, it has been detected that your body is secreting dopamine. You are in a good mood today.

Mingmou carefully flattered her, because of yesterday's "disobedience" incident, she didn't dare to speak until she had turned on the phone for five minutes.

Shen Fan replied um in his mind and ignored her.

Mingmu was terrified. She, an AI, really couldn't understand the unpredictable mood changes of human beings.

I can only do my job well and broadcast today’s update progress and shutdown time.

Yesterday, Shen Fan was too busy at night and didn't have time to turn on her phone, so Mingmu updated his phone from two times a day to once a day.

She has been with Shen Fan for almost a month, and the total update progress has only reached 12.6%. In addition, the carrier of her phone and watch is really lagging behind. Even if she can update to 100%, the most she can do is use the Internet to give Shen Fan a Utility bills and so on.

Mingmou was once a "senior" secretary who had a lot to do. She could help Shen Fan arrange his daily affairs and accompany him to fight in various nebulae.

The difference in the scope of this work is simply heaven and earth.

Even as an artificial AI, she can't help but feel a little disappointed.

Shen Fan waited until he finished memorizing the first chapter before stopping to take care of his autistic AI.

Shen Fan: Can you find any clues about the information intercepted yesterday?

As soon as Mingmou heard the master's call, she immediately cheered up again.

Mingmu: At that time, this carrier was very close to you, the owner, and it was obviously higher than my current level. It felt somewhat similar to the optical brain linked last time.

Optical brain?

Shen Fan frowned and thought, Blue Star has not yet popularized the concept of optical brain.

This is intelligent technology, patented by the alliance, and the conditions for use are very strict. His mother Feng Yuxing also became popular within a few years.

I remember that three years ago, Blue Star executives wanted to apply for agency sales, but after inspection, they felt that there was no user market, so they were rejected by the alliance.

On this planet, he knew that the only person with a light brain was Lin Jue.

However, Shen Fan felt it was impossible.

How could this bastard condescend to see him?

This is even lower than the chance of being hit by a Blue Star satellite.

Shen Fan shook his head, thinking that it might just be an accident.

……

After walking uphill for a while, there was a corner in front of me, and there was an old woman selling vegetables on the side.

The old woman's gray hair was neatly combed and she greeted Shen Fan with a smile.

"Xiao Fan, are you going to work? Why is it so early today?"

"Hello Grandma Li!"

Shen Fan smiled and said hello, this was the neighbor Mrs. Li who gave him the eggs.

Although they moved here less than a month ago, they are very polite to his family and even give him things from time to time.

"Hey, okay, I'll have some food here later, so I can hang some on your door handle..."

"no, I'm fine……"

Shen Fan couldn't bear it and hurriedly waved his hands.

In his previous life, he lived the life of a master and had no chance to meet such simple and enthusiastic ordinary people.

"It's okay. It's a waste if you can't sell them all. Have you eaten the eggs from last time?"

Mrs. Li was still mumbling, but Shen Fan had already trotted around the stall.

"Eat it, eat it, it tastes great!"

Shen Fan turned around to speak, and suddenly heard a sudden braking sound of a bicycle behind him.

Then there was a bang, and the lower back was hit.

"Are you OK……"

A young voice came from behind him, and the man held his waist.

Shen Fan looked back and saw a tall boy, dressed very casually. He was supporting the crumbling bicycle with one foot and one hand supporting him.

The young man and Shen Fan looked at each other, and their eyes lit up.

"You're not hurt..."

Shen Fan didn't say anything. He stood firm, stepped back a little, and patted his back and trouser legs.

There is a row of obvious wheel marks on the trouser legs, which are stained with damp mud and cannot be photographed cleanly.

"It's okay," Shen Fan said in a somewhat unhappy tone, thinking that these pants might be difficult to wash.

"Ouch...Xiao Fan, are you okay?"

Mrs. Li from behind came over to take a look, her expression more nervous than the two parties involved.

"You don't have to be careful while riding a bike. Did you hit someone?"

The young man's face turned red and he explained stumblingly.

"I didn't break the rules on the non-motorized lane. Instead, you occupied the sidewalk. This guy..."

"Obviously you were riding too fast. I have been setting up a stall here for so many years. Nothing has ever happened. You are so dishonest..." Mrs. Li grabbed the young man's bicycle and refused to let him go. She also said to Shen Fan He said, "Xiao Fan, let him take you to the hospital and let him pay for your medical expenses."

The young man was embarrassed and embarrassed, looking at Old Mrs. Li and Shen Fan at a loss.

"Forget it, Grandma Li. I'm not hurt."

Shen Fan raised his head and glanced at the young man again before turning away.

He was only worried that his pants wouldn't be clean, and he didn't want to get involved in any disputes.

After saying that, he turned around and left. He didn't want to talk to the young man and Mrs. Li behind him who still wanted to talk.

When Mrs. Li saw that Shen Fan was gone, she didn't feel angry anymore. She released the young man's axle and did not forget to preach.

"Forget it, hello Xiao Fan, I'll let you go, but be careful next time!"

The young man looked at the thin figure who had walked away, his heart still beating wildly.

But now no one pays attention to him, so he can only silently ride on his bicycle and leave.

When I rode to my destination, I discovered that there was an extra book in my bike pocket that didn’t belong to me.

He picked it up in confusion and saw that it was a Chinese language book from the third year of high school, with a name on it.

Shen Fan, Xiao Fan...

The young man recited the name silently, and suddenly felt something different in his heart.

He looked at his arm again,

The feeling of hugging Shen Fan's waist just now is still there, and when I think about it, I still feel a little excited.

Shen Fan looked at him hastily.

Even as a young man, I can still remember those eyes, so beautiful.

Clean and crystal clear.

Like his person and his name, he gives people a sense of astonishment.

The young man flattened the rolled-up book with his hands, and then thought about finding an opportunity to ask the old woman to send the book back.

Just as he was thinking about it, the phone in the young man's pocket rang.

"Mom, um, I'm home." The young man entered the unit door with his schoolbag and books on his back, "Um, yes, I'm going to the store for lunch. I want to eat braised large intestines and twice-cooked pork."

The woman on the phone had a very loud voice, and occasionally cursed.

The young man put the phone further away, and then waited for her mother to finish scolding before speaking again.

"Okay, I'm going in. See you later."

Before the other person could say anything else, the young man hung up the phone.