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"You—the painting—"

The old man Wang Bajing dragged his voice, stroked his gray beard, and his eyes were meaningful.

He looked up at Ying Sheng: "The painting is very good - but I can only give you a pass - understand?"

Ying Sheng nodded indifferently, and after the old man finished scanning the electronic version, he took the painting away.

He carefully rolled up the scroll and tied it with a red string, making Xiang Shen look at it with hot eyes.He said bluntly, "Your Highness, why don't you show me?"

"I reject."

"You drew me! As a model, I want to see how you draw me, isn't it too much?"

"No."

He bared his teeth at Shen, and muttered, "Cut, cheapskate, you must have drawn me super ugly."

It was already noon after the class ended, and the two walked side by side in the direction of the cafeteria following the flow of people.Sitting in the shade, the old man watched their backs going away, then looked down at the works recorded on the optical computer, shook his head and sighed.

On the painting scroll, with only a few strokes, a girl with beautiful eyebrows and a sweet smile is outlined. The spring breeze and willows accompany the beauty. The situation is as picturesque as poetry.

But if you observe carefully, you can find that the girl's appearance seems to be a bit inconsistent, the edges and corners are too obvious, she looks like a rich young master who sneaked out, out of curiosity, she tried women's clothing for the first time, but was afraid of being seen, her posture was shy and coy , I couldn't help but smile knowingly.

The mottled sunlight fell on the young man's shoulders and hair, like flowing golden light. The young man was at the right time, and the fresh breath was about to come out. The good time was forever frozen in this moment and preserved on the scroll.

"That child—really—" he thought to himself, "it's a pity—"

Xiang Shen also felt it was a pity.

But because he failed to appreciate the masterpiece of His Royal Highness, and he was busy all morning, he had to come to the cafeteria.

Although you don't need to worry about being squeezed in by Ying Sheng's side, you still have to wait in line.Standing at the end of the line, Xiang Shen stood on tiptoe and looked at the long line seven or eight meters ahead, a little worried about how many people would be left when it was their turn.

It's also strange, I haven't been very hungry recently, I only swallowed a mouthful of Ying Sheng on the road last time, why is it so high?

——That's right, until now, Xiang Chen didn't know what he did on the edge of the cliff.

Queuing is a very boring activity, because they are in class together, so they are almost surrounded by Ying Sheng's classmates.They were all very curious about Xiang Shen, the brave man, but because Ying Sheng, the evil dragon, closed his eyes and rested by the side, none of them dared to come and talk to him.

Seeing that Ying Sheng didn't respond to him, Xiang Shen took the initiative to say hello to them.

... The students seem to be a little flattered.

Xiang Shen didn't quite understand.

A more courageous girl secretly glanced at Ying Sheng, and asked Xiang Shen in a low voice, "Are you from the royal family?"

"No, of course not!" Xiang Shen shook his head hastily, "Don't think too much, I'm really just the prince's companion... and bodyguard."

If rumors got out that His Majesty the Dragon King had somehow gained a son or other relatives, he would probably lose his job.

Xiang Shen's appearance is very similar to that of the little brother next door. He is thin, neither tall nor short. His eyes are black and white, clear and bright. When he smiles, there will be faint dimples on his cheeks, just like whipped cream. With a little milk taste, sweet but not greasy.

But he usually likes to pretend to be deep, and often reminds himself to be serious, but unfortunately the effect is not great. Coupled with his thick nerves, he gives the impression of being dumb and easy to bully.

Therefore, people should not be judged by appearance, and kuns should not be measured. On this point, Ying Sheng has a great say.

Now that someone broke the silence, the curious students let go and asked questions one after another.Xiang Shen answered while thinking, this is a good opportunity!Nowadays, everyone fears that His Royal Highness is like a tiger, so he should be the breakthrough point, isn't it good?

So, he cleared his throat, and after expressing his opinion on one matter, he turned around and asked Ying Sheng next to him, "Your Highness, are you right?"

"...Your Highness?"

Ying Sheng stared at one direction in a daze, and Xiang Shen followed his gaze to the cafeteria door. A small wave of students in silver-gray uniforms was rushing towards the window here.

"Who are these people?"

Someone told him: "They are from the mecha system."

The mecha department, the ace major of the Zulong Academy, only recruits 100 people from all over the planet every year. The selection criteria are extremely strict, and the competition is no less difficult than the astronauts on Earth back then.

"Awesome." Xiang Shen, who had been popularized by them, sighed.

He looked at His Highness the Crown Prince who was still in a daze, and asked, "Your Highness, with your physical fitness and school grades, it should be more than enough to be admitted to the Mecha Department, right? Why don't you go?" He obviously liked it very much.

Ying Sheng's body froze, and the people around gasped and dispersed instantly.

Xiang Shen looked around suspiciously, wondering why everyone looked at him like a monster—although he is indeed a monster now—but he just asked a normal and normal question, and there was no need to respond Is it that big?

"Don't you know?" Finally, the girl who accosted him at the beginning spoke, "The incident that happened more than ten years ago..."

Ying Sheng turned his head abruptly: "Shut up!"

His tone was fierce, and his expression was fiercer than Xiang Shen had ever seen before. The girl trembled in fright, took two steps back, and ran away in a panic, not daring to speak any more.

The low pressure of His Royal Highness continued until the end of the queue.

Xiang Shen took a pot of food with a bang, put it on the table with a bang, then sat down sweating profusely, and took a long breath: "Is this the weight of happiness?"

The boy showed a smile that was sure to win, and under the stunned gaze of the students, started a war without gunpowder smoke!

Ying Sheng was sitting opposite him with a bowl of soup, watching Xiang Shen gobble it up, he couldn't help but also drank a couple of more.

Swallowing the food with a thud, Xiang Shen felt hairy when he saw him: "Your Highness, why are you staring at me all the time?"

"Dinner."

"……"Fine.

A few people sitting not far away looked at this side, exclaimed again and again, raised their hands to Shen while eating, and greeted them, and got a laughing response.

Ying Sheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He put down the bowl, narrowed his eyes and said, "You can sit over and eat with them."

Xiang Shen paused.

He slowly frowned, and looked at Ying Sheng with a look of "ah, I didn't expect you to be this kind of prince".

"Your Highness, do you dislike me?"

Before Ying Sheng could speak, he said again: "I just met them today, and we are not even friends, so why did we go over and have an awkward chat. Besides, although I eat a lot, it happens that you are not welcome, Your Highness. Let's not dislike each other anymore, just... let's make do with each other."

After finishing speaking, Xiang Shen looked down at the mountain of meals in the basin and sighed.

He thought melancholy, if it was his former self, if he saw people eating with this thing in the cafeteria, he would definitely walk around him.This level is no longer a big eater, but a real rice bucket.

Ying Sheng stared at him blankly.

"The same is different..." He repeated this sentence several times, as if it was about to be crushed on the tip of his tongue.

"But you and I are still different." He whispered.

"Ok?"

Xiang Shen raised his head with puffed cheeks, puzzled eyes and a dazed expression, like a chubby hamster struggling to chew nuts, with a grain of rice sticking to the corner of his mouth.

Ying Sheng, who was originally gloomy, was amused by his appearance, stretched out his hand, and helped him pick off the grain of rice.

"Eat well," he said.

Xiang Shen smiled brightly at him, feeling that he had saved a good young man who was about to go on a paranoid path, and he felt great.

So he decided to reward himself and swallowed another big mouthful.

There was unprecedented silence around the two of them.

The students who have been paying attention to the movement here since just now are all shocked now - who can sit with Ying Sheng peacefully, and even talk and laugh happily, who is this Xiang Chen?

However, they soon found out.

"The 160th Seventh Food Festival of Zulong Academy is about to open! Don't miss it when you pass by!"

Within two days, every corner of the campus was hung with colorful slogans, and the colorful floating advertising screens transformed the entire school into a cyberpunk carnival celebration scene.

Xiang Shen still lives in the house on the second ring road. Anyway, the interstellar transportation is very convenient, and it takes only a few minutes to cross the city.

In the early morning, he was preparing breakfast at home when he heard a knocking sound outside the window.

Looking up, he saw an upside-down human head hanging outside the glass window, with a string of sausages hanging on his body, and two big eyeballs staring straight at him, a bit penetrating.

With a "poof", Xiang Shen, who was wearing a pink apron, looked down, and the ketchup in his hand had already been poured on the bread.

He raised his head and asked expressionlessly: "Your Highness, what can you do?"

Ying Sheng opened the window, turned over and jumped in, with a chic posture: "I want to discuss something with you."

He turned around and handed the raw sausage to Xiang Shen: "The school stipulates that everyone must participate in the food festival. I'm too lazy to set up a stall with them. Seeing that no one wants you, I'm going to help you."

"Help me..." Xiang Shen stared at the string of sausages, "Set up a grilled sausage stall together?"

Ying Sheng nodded reservedly.

To complain to Shen Wuli, let's not mention how this person came to the conclusion that "no one wants me", the real no one wants it, I am afraid it is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in front of me, right?

He is not a student of Zulong Academy.

But it's not a day or two for Ying Sheng to be stubborn and arrogant, and Xiang Chen didn't bother to expose it, so he asked him, "Where is this food festival held at school?"

"The square near the mecha department."

His Royal Highness, who is usually not very motivated, seems to be very excited today: "Let's get it done soon, I will take you to see a good thing."

"what?"

Ying Sheng: "The strongest mech in Zulongxing, the Storm Dragon."

*———*———*

Xiang Shen really didn't expect that he could do this for a job as a bodyguard.

"Pass by, don't miss it, come and take a look~"

While turning over the sausage, he shouted feebly to the square.

As for the prince who didn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers, he was pushed aside by Xiang Shen after he successfully baked three charcoal sausages, and now he was sulking wearing sunglasses.

The square was overcrowded, and the fragrance of delicious food filled the air. Xiang Shen swallowed, desperately trying to turn his attention back to his grilled sausage... Then, he became even hungrier.

Many people wanted to come over to ask about the price, but when they saw Ying Sheng's cold face that looked like the Matrix, they immediately turned 180 degrees on the spot, walked straight forward with the same hands and feet.

Xiang Shen waited for half an hour, and the grilled sausages were almost piled up into a hill, and none of them were sold.

He took a deep breath, turned his head and suggested, "Your Highness, let's produce and sell our own products, so we should retreat early, okay?"

"……Row."

Three minutes later, Xiang Chen, who had wiped out all the food in his stall by himself, followed Ying Sheng to the entrance of an underground base.

This base seems to be an abandoned warehouse, with few people around, and the weeds at the door are almost ankle-deep.Ying Sheng led him, and instead of going through the main entrance, he opened the ventilation duct familiarly, and slipped in like a thief.

"Why don't you go through the main entrance?" Xiang Shen didn't understand.

"Because it's not allowed."

"..."

After working for a long time, is he really a thief? !

Walking in the dark tunnel, Xiang Shen's heart was pounding and he was about to whisper to Ying Sheng that we should go back when he said softly, "Here we are."

With a click, the suddenly turned on light made Shen's eyes turn white. He quickly closed his eyes, and after a while, slowly opened them——

"...Wow."

The boy raised his head and slowly approached the huge monster.

Silver painting, streamlined shell, every screw perfectly conforms to the structure of mechanical aesthetics, the mecha in front of it is supported by a column that is tens of meters high, and countless pipelines are connected to the main console. The fort shone coldly.

The bloody air blowing towards his face showed its experience in many battles, and Xiang Shen stroked the scratches on it with obsessive eyes.

"It's beautiful." He murmured.

If it is said that a mecha is a man's romance; then this mecha can be called a man's ultimate dream!

Ying Sheng stood below, looking at the console inside the mech, and said calmly, "This is the Storm Dragon... Hey, what are you doing? Come down!"

Xiang Shendu climbed onto the soles of the mecha's feet, and only managed to recover from Ying Sheng's shout.

...Wait a minute, why am I here?

A faint scent came from the tip of his nose, Xiang Shen sniffed and looked towards the top of his head.

There seems to be a bloodstain on the connecting cover at the knee of the mecha.

But it seems... there is still a line?