Mecha little prince

The little prince spent a week in dire straits, and everyone went to self-study on weekends. He was embarrassed to leave alone, and stayed to do the test papers together. After another two days, the "Mecha Virtual" professional league started vigorously.

There are a few game fans in the school, who secretly came to ask the little prince about the inside story during night self-study.

After all, the little prince is the only insider they can get in touch with.

"Will Star Kings send Amo and Abei to fight 2V2?"

"The Army of Spades is here, is the Deposed Emperor coming?"

"Does Lin Shen know Emperor Fei? How is their relationship?"

The little prince: "..." Who says girls gossip?When boys gossip, girls should stay away.

He told the truth that he didn't know any of these people himself.

The game fans had no choice but to ask him what tactics the commissary will use in the next game against Yunhai Jingsheng.

The little prince said helplessly, "I've been in school for almost ten days."

The fans of the game immediately felt extremely sympathetic.

Based on their support for the "Mecha Virtual" professional league, they quickly made a decision-to help the little prince skip night study sessions.

The little prince: "..."

How did this come to a conclusion?

He had to reassure over and over again that he had a good time in school, that he didn't feel tortured, and that he didn't feel like he was in prison... Finally, he persuaded his "cellmates".

When the game fans left, they still looked disappointed, emphasizing again and again that they are on call at any time, as long as they are needed, they are guaranteed to send people where they want to go.

The little prince thought: With this ability, it would be great to keep Tang Monk to escort him to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures.

After they left, the little prince studied the questions for a while, and was stumped by a geometric question, then inadvertently looked up at the night sky outside the window.

The moon is a bit full tonight.

but……

He is studying at night at school.

At this time, other players should train together.Tomorrow is Star King's home stadium, and the game will be held at the Kuihai City Stadium. They might go to watch the game together.

Suddenly lonely.

The little prince took out his mobile phone and impulsively sent a text message to Lin Chen: What are you doing?

After sending it, I felt that I was disturbing others, so I hurriedly withdrew it.

Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, Lin Chen took the initiative to reply: Eating out, are you going to study by yourself at night?

Little Prince: There is still half an hour.

Lin Chen: Are you hungry?

Actually not hungry.In the evening, the cafeteria cooked delicious noodles with meat sauce, and the little prince ate two big bowls, but looking at the phone, imagining Lin Chen's doting tone, suddenly... a little like to act like a spoiled child: Hmm.so hungry.

Lin Chen: Does your school have a back door?

Little Prince: Yes.But it is locked and cannot be opened normally.

Lin Chen: See you at the back door after self-study.

The little prince was stunned.

I didn't expect him to come here on purpose, but there was a warm current flowing through my heart. To use a popular saying in the class recently-it's very comfortable!

He hummed a few out-of-tune tunes softly in his throat, and his deskmate looked over strangely. He smiled and didn't explain. He just picked up the pen and quickly started to write the test paper.That geometry problem - leave it blank for now.

It took about 10 minutes from where they ate to Minwen Middle School. Lin Chen immediately ordered a cold dish and a snack, and packed them quickly.

Lin Shen was about to leave, and the situation of Qiu Yiming's team to clean up the dust for the Army of Spades naturally fell apart.

Fei Momo and the others played the game the next day, and they had to go back to rest early, but Qiu Yiming, as the boss, was not afraid of watching the game with dark circles under his eyes tomorrow, so he insisted on following Lin Chen to deliver food.

Lin Chen could only take him with him in disgust.

At the back door of Minwen Middle School, Qiu Yiming poked his head out suspiciously: "You guys meet here, but this is an iron door."

Lin Chen was also surprised.

In his imagination, the back door of the school should be an iron fence, and food can be handed in between the poles. The tightness of the iron door is a bit...exceeded expectations.

Lin Chen opened the letter, and was about to ask the little prince to change to a place with a fence, when Qiu Yiming gasped.He was raising his head, staring blankly at the top of the red brick wall - the little prince was squatting on it, looking down at them.

"careful!"

Lin Chen subconsciously ran to the wall, stretched out his hand, and made a gesture of wrapping around.

The little prince couldn't feel the worry of the "old father" under the wall at all, and he blinked innocently: "I heard your voices from inside the door, so I came up to have a look."

Lin Chen said: "It's too dangerous up there, you can talk about it when you get down."

"Oh."

Afraid of crushing him, the little prince stood up from the fence, and easily moved a few steps to the right. Before Lin Chen could react, he jumped off.

……

Lin Chen didn't know what words to use to describe his mood.

Trembling is an understatement.

If I had to say it, it might be landslides and ground cracks!

In short, at that moment, his heartbeat must have stopped, and then he followed the figure of the other party and hit the ground heavily.

The night was too dark, the little prince didn't see his livid face, he grabbed his wrist curiously, lifted the food box in his hand, lowered his head and sniffed: "Huh? It smells so good, is it a meat bun?"

Although Qiu Yiming was also frightened, he was much better than Lin Chen, and quickly realized: "It's pork buns."

"It's pork buns." The little prince secretly swallowed.

Seeing his happy appearance, the anger in Lin Chen's heart fluctuated up and down, and he didn't know what to send or receive, but in the end he decided not to spoil the child, lest he become more ignorant in the future.

He scowled and taught: "Do you know how dangerous it was just now?"

The little prince was at a loss: "Huh?"

"If you jump from such a high height, what if you break your leg?"

The little prince looked at the wall that was only three meters high, and at Lin Chen's height of 1.8 meters, shook his head slightly and sighed: "You are too delicate."

Lin Chen: "???"

The little prince took two steps back, rushed to the edge of the wall, borrowed his feet on the wall, climbed two steps, raised his hand to catch the upper edge of the wall, pushed his body up slightly, sat on the wall, and looked down. Looking at the stunned Lin Chen and Qiu Yiming, they smiled triumphantly.

After a while, Qiu Yiming finally said, "Let me just say, he is the strongest 16-year-old boy in Kuihai City!"

"17 years old." The little prince corrected him tirelessly.

"Old father" stroked his chest and sighed silently: "Come down, I brought white chicken and pork buns."

The little prince happily jumped off the wall, followed behind him in a dizzy manner, and went to the car for supper.

Qiu Yiming stood outside and smoked a cigarette, thinking that he must follow, his brains twitched.How could this kind of plot of accompanying a friend to watch a friend's child happen to him in his prime?I am obviously not yet at the age to become the market target of childcare training institutions.

Lin Chen poked his head out of the car: "Senior, help me buy a bottle of water."

Qiu Yiming looked around: "Me?"

"Thank you."

"Why don't you go?"

"I," Lin Chen just said, a pork bun was stuffed into his mouth by the little prince, "... I'm eating supper."

Qiu Yiming: "..."

Now I feel like a book boy accompanying the young master to a tryst.

The shops around the school were closed long ago. He ran 500 meters before he saw a grocery store. He bought three bottles of mineral water and brought them back with a grunt. The loving "father and son" had finished supper and were leaning against Door chat.

The little prince said: "Will you be angry if I don't participate in the competition?"

Not playing?

Qiu Yiming pricked up his ears and slowed down.To be able to inquire about the internal information on the lineup arrangement of the commissary is not in vain for him to be a cow and a horse.

Lin Chen raised his hand and wanted to rub his hair, but the little prince avoided him vigilantly, so he had no choice but to rest on the roof of the car: "You are not only a member of the commissary team, but also a third-year student of Minwen Middle School. are also important.”

Not long ago, after being reminded by Jingyang Painting City, he discovered that Sang Wuxia had stayed in the second grade.This made Lin Chen, who always thought that his little black fan was smart and unparalleled, doubted his filter for the first time.

The little prince kicked the steps of the sidewalk angrily.

Lin Chen said: "It's getting late, go back and rest."

The little prince raised his head unwillingly: "Then I won't be able to participate in the competition anymore?"

"As long as the studies are guaranteed... Well, I will have a good talk with your class teacher." The main thing is to talk about how to improve the grades of the little black fans.Lin Chen silently put this matter on the agenda.

The little prince's eyes flickered with anticipation: "Can you ask for leave for me?"

"As long as your class teacher agrees."

Thinking about his recent test results, the little prince suddenly felt hopeless, and couldn't help saying angrily: "But isn't e-sports player a career? Can't I get a job early? That way I don't have to study, right?"

Young people are hot-blooded, so they love to make impulsive and reckless decisions about their own lives.

Lin Chen seemed to see his past self in him, and said softly, "Wait until you make a decision."

"why?"

"Because you were just an adult then."

At the age of 17, he could already wear armor to kill the enemy in the Dai Viet Dynasty. The little prince was very unconvinced, and rubbed his toes against the ground vigorously: "I don't get paid for nothing. If I can't compete all the time, it won't count as playing for the commissary." , your salary... is well deserved."

Overhearing this, Qiu Yiming couldn't bear it any longer, and waved his hand with a smile: "Come to our team, I will satisfy all your wishes, and you can do whatever you want, and your salary will be doubled!"

Lin Chen pulled the little prince to exchange positions, directly blocking Qiu Yiming's coveting eyes.

Seeing that the little black fan was still unhappy, he lowered his head and lightly tapped the little prince's forehead with his fingers: "Think beautifully. Take people's money and get rid of disasters with others. You are not allowed to miss the weekend and home games."

The little prince's eyes lit up again: "But the class teacher..."

Lin Chen had no choice but to say, "I'll tell."

The little prince's temper came and went faster, and he was happy again.

The lights out bell rang at the school.

Lin Chen urged the little prince to go back to rest, but the little prince was a little bit reluctant, and moved to the bottom of the wall step by step.Lin Chen stood under the street lamp, smiling and waving at him.

The little prince suddenly had a thought, why did he think Lin Chen's smile was ugly before?

Obviously very warm.

□□Back to school, he leaned against the wall and heard the sound of cars driving away, but he could only see the sky inside the wall when he looked up, and suddenly realized what game fans said about being in prison.

Lin Chen's behavior just now was like... Visiting the prison, that's why he missed him just after parting.