repeat students

After the opening game ended, the following games seemed to be unable to arouse the interest of the audience. Jian Zixing was watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone in the background, and the barrage was thick and thick, all discussing the just-concluded Crab vs. Disintegrator.

The small group was also constantly playing news, a group of good friends who didn't understand robots were blowing up to the sky, he watched it for a while, and Xu Mingbai's news came in one after another.

- too strong child star

- So this kind of high-level competition is not only compared to the robot, but also the awareness and level of the manipulator

- You should rest assured, the robot province of J province, their proud Chen Jing was defeated by your crab claws, who said that a small province can't make a hero?

-The instructor asked me about you just now, and I just said that you have a big sword finger Q, and he will definitely help you build a bridge. He loves talents very much

-Ah, it hurts a little bit. Does the little crab claws hurt? Let me tell you.

Jian Zixing looked down one by one, finally couldn't take it anymore, typed the next line with a cold face and turned back.

-Stop talking about overlapping words, who did you learn from?

"Boy friend."

"Boy friend!"

The stool beside him suddenly squeezed, Jian Zixing turned his head, and Zhong Chen shook his phone at him.

“I bought a souvenir box for Nipper, who is honorably retired,” he said.

Jian Zixing asked, "What kind?"

On the screen of the mobile phone is a transparent acrylic sealed savings box, flat and only about 20 centimeters high, with a circle of small incandescent light bulbs inside.

Jian Zixing was about to ask what it was, when his gaze suddenly caught sight of the product name—"High-end maintenance crystal sneakers shoe box with high-gloss lights are absolutely cool and clean, and free shipping nationwide is a must-buy for boys"

Zhong Chen placed the order in front of him while having fun, "Don't look down on this kind of box, my precious shoes are all packed in this kind of box."

"Speechless." Jian Zixing packed his things with pursed lips, and couldn't help asking, "Does every pair have a box?"

"Well, it's very neatly stacked, and it's all over the wall." Zhong Chen rubbed his legs twice, "I asked the staff to divide the cleared track garbage into one. I picked them all up for you, you have to take them back, right?"

Jian Zixing nodded.

The live broadcast screen has reached the last match, and then the top eight contestants will make a collective appearance at the front and it will be over, and the participating robots will return to their original owners at the end.

Jian Zixing was stunned for a while, then suddenly thought of some details of the game just now, grabbed a piece of paper and copied down a few parameters, folded it and put it in his trouser pocket.

Zhong Chen stabbed him on the waist.

"Why?" Jian Zixing looked at him.

"Are you feeling a little uncomfortable?" Zhong Chen asked in a low voice, "One of the tongs is broken, I feel very worried when I look at it."

Jian Zixing was stunned for a while, then frowned and said, "Are you so fragile?"

Zhong Chen: "?"

"Xiao Xie is an indomitable home robot. He has never been defeated since he was born." Jian Zixing looked at him seriously. "He has defended the dignity of his home robot. The more he pays, the more proud he is, understand?"

Zhongchen was stuck for a few seconds before he said, "But you have to feel something, I'm weak, shouldn't normal people feel distressed?"

Jian Zixing pouted, "The life of a robot does not lie in the body. I will equip the little crab with more powerful pliers. After this lesson, I will design a hydraulic pliers control and release mechanism, so as to save myself from beating myself up crazily next time. It's strange, just now I was really afraid that he would not break my hand."

Zhong Chen: "..."

The staff flashed in and shouted: "All contestants, get ready to go back to the stage!"

Jian Zixing stood up, threw the hat into Zhong Chen's arms, and said, "Brother Chen, help me keep an eye on the staff cleaning up the site, I'm afraid they forgot to return the crab claws to me."

"Deling." Zhong Chen watched him go out, with a proud smile in his eyes, and when Jian Zixing walked away, he couldn't help but whistle twice happily.

Zhongchen went to find the staff, and immediately took back the crab claws and the few small screws that had collapsed. When he returned to the backstage, he happened to see the winners in the live broadcast giving their speeches.

Jian Zixing was placed last.

He held the little crab that the staff had just sent back with one hand, and instead of thanking God like everyone else, he glanced at the judges' seats, and then bowed politely.

"Professor Chen, the Dean of the School of Mechanical Engineering of Q University." He said quietly, "I hope you will continue to pay attention to Xiaoxie in the follow-up schedule. Xiaoxie will strive for a more outstanding performance."

There was another commotion in the venue where people had already left the field one after another. No one had ever thought that there would be players playing straight balls like this.

The camera was shown to Professor Chen, a 50-year-old middle-aged man wearing glasses, with a scholarly temperament and a kind face.

He smiled and pulled the microphone, "You are a senior in high school, aren't you?"

"I'm a senior in high school." Jian Zixing replied truthfully: "I made a mistake in filling out the voluntary report for the college entrance examination last year. I will definitely report it this year."

Professor Chen paused in surprise, then smiled after a while and said, "Okay, then I will wait for you this year."

The audience was in an uproar, and Zhong Chen on the side of the screen slightly raised the corners of his lips.

He raised the messy crab claws and waved them lightly in the air, whispering to himself, "Look at your dad, it's shining brightly."

It was more than two hours later than expected to be allowed to leave after all the formalities were completed.The two of them didn't even have time to eat the celebration hot pot, so they took a taxi directly to the station, and Zhong Chen rushed into M to buy something to eat before getting in the car with a desperate speed.

The car was a bit empty this time, the soft sleeper Zhong Chen bought had four beds in a grid, and when they entered, the upper and lower beds on the opposite side were empty.Zhong Chen threw two bags of M notes on the table, put away his luggage, took a deep breath, "I'm so hungry."

"Let's eat." Jian Zixing opened the bag, "Buy this much."

One bag is a bucket of fried chicken, the other bag is six or seven hamburgers, and there is a bunch of taro pie or something.

"I'm going to be hungry." Zhong Chen sighed, squeezed him to sit down, tore open a hamburger and bit off half of it in two bites, while chewing, he said, "The last time I was so hungry was when I just started school."

"Steam lamb." Jian Zixing couldn't help but laugh.

Zhong Chen took a bite of the hamburger in one hand, reached into the bag with the other hand, took out a box from the bottom, and handed it over, "Pan Shao."

Jian Zixing unwrapped the wrapping paper, and the familiar scent got into his nose. Only now did he feel that his stomach, which had been empty for a whole day, was really hungry.

He just took a bite, and Zhong Chen had already eaten half of the second hamburger.I ate spicy chicken drumsticks just now, but now I ate a Big Mac.His cheeks puffed, he chewed quickly and quietly, leaning back against the wall as he ate.

Jian Zixing turned his head and watched his Adam's apple move up and down as he chewed. After watching for a while, he turned back and slowly took a bite of the burger.

The grilled chicken leg burger is very juicy, and the more you eat it, the more addictive it becomes. He will order this every time.

"Hello." Zhong Chen called him suddenly, "Peppa, why were you looking at me just now?"

"Don't do anything." Jian Zixing paused, then continued to eat the hamburger, "It's not enough to just take a look at you."

"That look in your eyes is not right." Zhong Chen threw a ball of hamburger paper on the table and smashed his mouth, "Do you want to pay back the penny you owe me?"

"?" Jian Zixing looked back at him with a ghostly expression on his face, "You are purely—"

"I'm sick!" Zhong Chen finished speaking for him, and choked twice with joy, "I may indeed be sick."

The train salesman passed by with a snack cart, calling out a large bowl of noodles with beer and mineral water as he walked. Zhong Chen raised his foot on the sliding door of the carriage, and with a push of his foot, he pulled the door shut.

He whispered: "I just wanted to kiss you when I saw you on the screen."

Jian Zixing: "Huh?"

Zhong Chen cleared his throat again, imitating the tone of Wei Ruiyang's commentary: "Look, the boyfriend on the stage is shining, why is he so cool, why is he so ruthless, arrogant and cute? Whose boyfriend is this? Why no one claims..."

Jian Zixing kicked at his thigh, Zhong Chen hid inside while laughing, and almost bit his tongue again.

"Hey." After he was overjoyed, he coughed twice, and said in a low voice: "Just watching you win the game, I arrogantly pointed at the professor and said, pay attention to me! I feel very comfortable, you understand?"

"I know fart." Jian Zixing couldn't stretch his legs, so he put his elbow on his arm again, "You are living in a dream, I told the professor very politely, please pay attention to the little crab."

Zhong Chen reached out and scratched the collar of his sweater, "It almost means the same thing."

The train started slowly, and the people and buildings on the platform retreated at a very gentle speed, like a slow movie under a long shot.After a long time, the train made a slight impact on the rails.

"I'm going home." Zhong Chen raised the corners of his lips again, "Bringing the winning little crab home, are you happy?"

Jian Zixing lowered his eyes, "Yes."

It was a little hot in the carriage, so he took off his sweater with his hands on the collar of the sweater, and only wore the black vest inside.

Zhong Chen looked at his side waist, and said after a while, "It seems to be a little thinner."

"No." Jian Zixing tugged at the waist of his jeans, "These pants are thick and a little fat, and they look thinner when tied up."

Zhong Chen paused, "Oh."

The train slowly picked up the speed. Jian Zixing originally wanted to eat two pieces of fried chicken, but after taking off his clothes, he turned around and looked at Zhong Chen. After a moment of silence, he sighed, "I'm going to sleep."

"Ah." Zhong Chen flicked the hamburger wrapper on the table, watched him kick off his shoes, stepped on the pedals, and asked again, "Can you go up?"

Jian Zixing stopped, pulled the railing of the upper bunk with one hand, and bent down to look at him, "Am I disabled?"

Zhongchen sighed, grabbed his neck and took off his sweater.

An inexplicable weirdness spread in the small space, and Jian Zixing slowly climbed onto the bed.The bed was a bit narrow, and when he lay on his back, his arms hung down from the sides, and his fingertips touched the hamburger bag, making a loud clatter.

He was about to withdraw his hand when someone grabbed it hard.

"Hiss—" Jian Zixing withdrew his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you a hand or a hydraulic clamp? Why don't you crush me to death?"

"I'm useless, you're too weak." Zhong Chen said from below.

Jian Zixing raised his eyebrows and said, "Really?"

After a while, he lowered his hand again. There was a sound of the bed board underneath, and a gust of wind approached suddenly, and he withdrew his hand back with a whoosh.

The moment he retracted, someone's paw broke into the field of vision for a second, and it was gone.

Jian Zixing made a noise, and stomped his feet on the thin bed board twice.

"Jian Zixing, you can go to the kindergarten class." Zhong Chen gritted his teeth underneath.

Jian Zixingle, "Shut up in the preparatory class."

The carriage became quiet, and Jian Zixing closed his eyes with the corners of his lips curled up.The upper bunk was a bit depressing, but he felt as if he was in a good mood.

After a while, he couldn't help but lowered his hand again.

"Fuck." Zhong Chen kicked him hard on the bed, "I've never seen someone who owes you more than you. I feel really good after winning the game, don't I?"

"Yes." Jian Zixing closed his eyes and shook his hands, "Don't you dare to play anymore?"

Zhong Chen didn't move.

"The handsome Chenchen really can't afford to lose." Jian Zixing sighed, and put his hand down again.

There has been no movement underneath, which makes people suspect that someone really doesn't play with him anymore.Jian Zixing wanted to open his eyes and poke his head down to have a look, but he didn't know if he was too tired today, as soon as the tight strings were loosened, he couldn't open his eyes when he closed them.

The train swayed regularly, which was very hypnotic.

Just as he was falling asleep, the whole carriage suddenly shook violently, and he felt dizzy even in the small cramped space with his eyes closed. of.

Before Jian Zixing could open his eyes, he was pushed in by a force, his hips hit the wall with a muffled sound, he opened his eyes in pain, and someone had already jumped on the railing on his bed and squeezed face to face lie down.

"What the hell." Jian Zixing raised his foot and kicked, "Stay where it's cool!"

"It's so cool!" Zhong Chen leaned on the bed board with one hand and dodged upwards, dodging his kicked feet, and then slammed down to press his legs under him.

Jian Zixing immediately reached out to grab his shoulder, he hissed, and pressed Jian Zixing's shoulder with his backhand, throwing him against the wall.

The back of his head hit the wall with a muffled thud.

"Do it!" Jian Zixing bent his other leg and kicked him off the bed with all his might. Zhong Chen directly lifted his leg and wrestled with him, pressing down on him with all his strength, relying on his weight advantage of more than a dozen catties, to press him up. Holding his head, she leaned over and kissed him directly.

First he took a bite hard, and after a while he kissed his lips lightly.

"Hit again." Zhong Chen looked down at the bridges of the noses of the two who were leaning together, and muttered vaguely: "Believe it or not."

Jian Zixing also stared at the pair of eyes that were close at hand, and said word by word: "You are looking for death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Chen directly grabbed the vest tucked into his jeans with one hand. In fact, he didn't do anything, but Jin Jiang asked to delete this sentence and complete the number of words.Jian Zixing was taken aback by the pinch, and after the mild pain subsided, he became hot again as if congested.

After pinching someone, a certain school bully blushed to the base of his neck, let go of his mouth and panted, but did not forget to raise his eyebrows arrogantly, "I won't accept it."

"Your uncle." Jian Zixing ignored his claws, lowered his head and took a bite on the back of his neck, biting on the old and hideous scar.

After taking a hard bite, he couldn't help but gently touched the nearby scar with his lips.

Zhong Chen took a sharp breath, paused for a long time, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Xueba, restrain yourself, don't go too far."

Jian Zixing hummed in his ear, "Counseled?"

"Fart." Zhong Chen stared at him, "You owe it to me, you insist on going to school early, and you're still underage after repeating a year, are you ashamed of yourself?"

Jian Zixing was stunned for a while, the two looked at each other, listening to each other's panting, after a while he suddenly felt a little funny, the corners of his mouth twitched again and again, he couldn't hold back and finally let out a laugh.

"Hey." Jian Zixing kicked the person outside, "You are purely jealous of my youth, I still have two, three, four, five months and eighteen, you are jealous."

"Jealous fart." Zhong Chen stared, "Two, three, four, five months, you'd better wait every day, by that day you will be finished!"

"I'll wait." Jian Zixing raised his eyebrows.

Boom!Boom!Boom! !

The wall around them was suddenly beaten violently, and the two of them trembled, and Jian Zixing almost kicked Zhong Chen off the upper bunk.

Boom!Boom!Boom! !

The middle-aged man in the next car yelled angrily, "You son of a bitch! Go back to your mother's house for a fight! Give me a fucking pause!"

Jian Zixing: "..."

Zhong Chen: "..."

After a moment of silence, the carriage door was knocked again, this time with much more restrained manners.

The two remained silent, staring at the door together.

"Is Passenger 326 asleep?" The conductor said without emotion, "Open the door to exchange tickets."