Legendary Mech Husband

An hour of such tacit training passed without knowing it, until An Xiaomo finally stopped when he felt that the energy in the meridians was approaching saturation, and it would not have much effect if he continued to practice.

He checked the energy in his body, and then looked at his own level, and found that with the practice of the previous few days, his current energy has already approached the second level, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"Chi, I should have a second grade when school starts, right?" He opened his eyes and looked at the man happily, finally he was no longer a waste, it was not easy.

"Keep up." The Scarlet Emperor didn't hit him this time, but encouraged him, making An Xiaomo feel as if the sun was coming out of the west.

The man could guess what he was thinking just by looking at his expression, and he finally wanted to praise him once, but he didn't seem to need it at all?

In this case, the man will not be polite after he decides, since the person involved doesn't need it anyway.

If An Xiaomo knew that it was because the expression he involuntarily showed today was the reason why he would be oppressed by men in the future, he would never show such an expression at this moment, but it was too late.

"Ah, by the way, I remember my father told me to go downstairs and wait for him at 06:30, and now the time is almost up." Looking at the time, An Xiaomo suddenly jumped out of bed, as she was specially told last night One sentence, he almost forgot.

Turning her head, she looked at the man and was about to say a few words before leaving. The man who had praised him just now disappeared, and An Xiaomo instantly felt dizzy.

He knew that the man must have gone into his body to hide again, no need to guess, absolutely.

After calling twice tentatively, the man was indeed there, and An Xiaomo didn't want to say anything about it.

There was no need to pack anything, An Xiaomo went directly downstairs, and when he reached the hall, An Qiong was already waiting for him.

An Xiaomo immediately lowered her head and rubbed her way nonchalantly.

Because, today is said to be the death day of his own mother.

"Let's go." An Qiong looked at An Xiaomo who was coming over and didn't say much. After saying a few words, he got up and walked in front. An Xiaomo hurried to follow.

When they walked out of the gate, at the stairs on the second floor, Cheng Ruyuan looked at the two people who had left, with an ugly expression on her face, but finally she put away her expression and left.

……

It was the second time to ride the suspension car, but it didn't take long for An Xiaomo to find that they were getting more and more remote. It wasn't until they got off the car and saw a large cemetery that they realized it.

An Qiong didn't say anything to him during the period, and of course An Xiaomo couldn't possibly go up to him and cling to him eagerly. Anyway, that bastard man Chi Huang followed him. Although he didn't say anything, whenever a man followed him, he would Always feel very at ease.

But he won't say it to make that man proud, who makes him always have nothing to tease him ╮(╯▽╰)╭.

"Follow me." An Qiong said suddenly.

It was only then that An Xiaomo realized that he had lost his mind just thinking about it, so he hurriedly let out a oh, and straightened his expression to make himself look more serious. After all, it was his mother's death day, so what if he didn't act more serious.

Following An Qiong into the large cemetery, An Xiaomo found that there was no grave guard here, but when he walked to the entrance, he finally knew why there was no grave guard.

bang...

With a soft sound, An Xiaomo covered his forehead and looked at him in amazement. There was a water-like light curtain floating in the place where there was no air, and he was blocked by this light curtain.

It can be seen that An Qiong walked in without hindrance, and An Xiaomo's eyes were watery from being hit.

An Qiong who heard the sound turned around, looked at him quietly, then came over and pulled his arm to pull him in, then twitched the corners of his mouth, "I forgot that there is an enchantment here, you can't get in gone."

An Xiaomo wanted to put up his middle finger in an instant.

Don't think that he didn't see the smile that flashed across An Qiong's eyes. Although it was fleeting, who would have thought that this iron-blooded man would laugh because of such a trivial matter, but he just smiled anyway, don't think he can be fooled he.

But even if someone lied to him, he really had no choice but to angrily push An Qiong's hand away, and continued to pass the other party and walk in front in silence.

An Qiong raised his eyebrows, looked at the little guy who left him with a back, and then looked at the little guy who walked a few steps and realized that he didn't know his way and turned around to stand behind him in despair, the corner of his mouth curved slightly up a little.

Just maintaining such a slightly cheerful mood, An Qiong led An Xiaomo forward all the way. During this period, An Xiaomo's eyes were not very peaceful, and he looked around. After seeing it, he found that this was some kind of cemetery. It is estimated that no one suspects the holiday estate.

A cemetery, but the inside can be called picturesque, and the rows of tombstones look so neat, An Xiaomo really can't tell which one belongs to his mother, let alone he doesn't know what his mother's name is ORZ.

But fortunately, An Qiong was leading the way, it was really not easy.

"It's here." Stopping, turning around, looking at the tombstone in front of him, An Qiong said softly.

An Xiaomo hurriedly put on the brakes and followed An Qiong's line of sight.

Seeing this, An Xiaomo was a little confused again.

The woman on the tombstone is very, very beautiful, and the woman's gaze is also very, very gentle. The whole person looks like a strong sense of warmth. I think the woman must have been a very gentle person before she was alive.

However, the problem that confuses him the most is that the woman is very beautiful, and An Qiong is also very handsome, but neither of these two people resembles him. It should be said that he does not resemble the two of them. Could it be that he picked it up? ?

Glancing at An Qiong with tangled eyes, An Xiaomo was suddenly taken aback. He felt that he might have discovered something serious. This man who could be called his father looked at the woman on the tombstone with something wrong in his eyes!

That's not the way you look at your own woman, but... It's like looking at your friend?

An Xiaomo's heart ran like a muddy horse in an instant. Could it be that he was caught in some rich and bloody plot again?

Chaoter43

"Gu Ya, I brought my son to see you." An Qiong looked at the woman on the tombstone and said in a low voice when ten thousand mud horses ran past An Xiaomo's heart.

Looking at An Xiaomo's dazed eyes, An Qiong didn't explain much, only when his strength reached a certain level, there would be everything he should know.

Although tangled and dazed, An Xiaomo finally found out that his cheap mother was Gu Ya.

"An Xiaomo, go kowtow to your mother!" An Qiong didn't feel wrong at all when he called his son by his first name.

An Xiaomo glanced at An Qiong, then at the woman on the tombstone, and finally knelt down and kowtowed a few times as An Qiong said. He really hadn't kowtowed to a few people, but thinking that since he took over the son It's not too much to kowtow to his body. Thinking about it this way, he doesn't feel so awkward anymore.

Seeing An Xiaomo's overwhelmed look after kowtowing, An Qiong didn't make it difficult for him. After all, An Xiaomo had never met his mother before, and this was the first time he brought him here, so it was strange. It is also inevitable.

"Okay, I brought you here just to let you meet your mother. Now that you have met, go and look around now, and I will talk to your mother again." It was rare to pat An Xiaomo's face with a little affection. Head, An Qiong explained in a low voice.

An Xiaomo didn't resist this at all, he was eager to stay away from here, not because he was a wolf-hearted dog, but because he always felt a strange sense of awkwardness here.

So after An Qiong finished speaking, An Xiaomo stood up from the ground, hesitated a bit and walked a little further, but he didn't go too far, otherwise, who knows if this cemetery with a barrier at the entrance will be What danger.

Seeing An Xiaomo walk away, An Qiong let go, otherwise there are some things that An Xiaomo should not know now.

"Gu Ya, your son has finally awakened his talent. I believe you should know that it is inevitable. But don't worry, since I promised you, I will protect him until he has the ability to protect himself. , but now that I have embarked on the road of cultivation, I cannot control the future." An Qiong said with a complicated expression.

He knew that Gu Ya actually hoped that his son would live like this as an ordinary person, but the reality cannot be escaped, what should be done or what should be done, will not be changed because of people's wishes.

"When he has the strength to control his own destiny, I will tell him about his life experience. I hope he will be able to fulfill your wish of returning to your hometown." Although there seems to be a lot to say in his heart, An Qiong is not A person who can speak well can only hope so.

In the distance, An Xiaomo watched An Qiong standing in front of the tombstone like a wooden man, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Chi, do you think I really picked it up?" After holding back, An Xiaomo felt that he was uncomfortable and neither could others. No, he started to 'harass' Chihuang up.

"Why did you say that?" the man asked slowly, An Xiaomo could almost imagine the man's indifferent expression when he said this.

To be honest, although he is not very eager to understand the situation of his own family, he is naturally curious about things about himself. It seems that he is the only one who is out of place in the whole Anjia, and he always feels very weird .

"Didn't you see? Whether it's my father or the mother I saw just now, neither of them looks like me!" Is there any child who is not like his parents, is he the only one?

"I think so much about what to do, and I have so much time to think about it, it's better to practice hard, otherwise, as a rookie like you, anyone can take care of you." Although the Chihuang's slow voice sounded awkward at this time, But being so provoked, An Xiaomo really burst into flames.

"You just wait for me, when I succeed in practicing Qianlong Jue, who will still be my opponent?" An Xiaomo clenched his fists angrily, and An Xiaomo had always believed in the fact that he became a peerless master.

"Yes, yes, no one will be your opponent." An Xiaomo gritted his teeth at the lazy perfunctory. When he really became a peerless master, he would be the first to make this hateful man look good.

He was angry, but when he looked up, he saw that An Qiong had finished speaking and slowly walked over. An Xiaomo immediately restrained his expression, and became an obedient boy again.

……

After returning from the cemetery with An Qiong in the morning, An Xiaomo went to Linglong Pavilion again. Now is the time when he needs crystal cores, and he will be taking leave for class tomorrow, so he must prepare more for future troubles.

Putting those things that he couldn't figure out for a while, An Xiaomo put his mind on cultivation. His strength is still far from being able to drive a mecha, so he can't slack off at this time.

It's just that this time I spent 100 million star coins to buy crystal nuclei, including a lot of third-order and fourth-tier crystal nuclei. Such a lot of money made An Xiaomo's heart ache, even though he had a deposit of 1000 million in his hand. , But I can't stand such a flower method.

After spending so many star coins, An Xiaomo immediately cultivated like chicken blood. After all, he couldn't let him spend so many star coins in vain, right?

So under such blood, at five o'clock in the afternoon, An Xiaomo's bedroom.

Still in the posture of cultivation, the crystal nucleus in his hand disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Chihuang floated in the air not far from An Xiaomo, and replaced him when the energy of the crystal nucleus in his hand was absorbed. .

After the crystal nuclei were exchanged continuously for several times, the energy in An Xiaomo's body finally reached a saturation point. At this time, An Xiaomo did not dare to relax at all. The dangers to come cannot be ignored.

Run Qianlong Jue to let the energy flow in the body run in accordance with certain rules. After these energy flows are distributed evenly in every part of the body, the corners of An Xiaomo's mouth are slightly raised, and there seems to be a 'bang' coming from the body With a bang, the barrier from the first level to the second level was broken so naturally.

After taking a few deep breaths, An Xiaomo opened his eyes and felt the abundant energy in his body. It felt better than ever. He felt that he could kill an elephant without any effort!

It's...it couldn't be better!With a smile on his face, he doesn't feel annoying when he looks at Chihuang again!

but--

"Chi, I'm going to the academy." The implication is that you don't have to follow me.

To be honest, although the Chihuang has brought him almost all benefits since his appearance, but An Xiaomo really doesn't want someone who follows him anytime and anywhere, making him feel that he has no privacy at all, and has almost become transparent up.

"Very good, finally I'm a little more self-conscious about being a wife, and I know to report your whereabouts to my husband." Chi Huang raised the corners of his mouth, looking very satisfied.

An Xiaomo, "..."

The joy of being promoted to the second level suddenly fell to the bottom after these words.

What did he say that misunderstood him?The self-consciousness of being a wife?Your sister's self-consciousness!Forget it, no matter what you say to this man, he will always have a way to listen to what he said according to his own understanding, and he has no other way.

With a sulky face, An Xiaomo looked at the time, remembering that the car usually takes them to school at 06:30, and there is not much time now, so she didn't dare to delay, she tidied up a little and was ready to go out.

……

Saying goodbye to An Lie, under the guidance of 007, An Xiaomo finally found her dormitory.

Thinking that without 007, he probably wouldn't even be able to find a dormitory. An Xiaomo was full of black lines right now.

Osto College is also one of the three colleges of Blue Dream Planet. The conditions of the student dormitory are not to be said. At least from the front, the dormitory building is like a super big villa, but each villa has It's as high as ten floors.

Regardless of admiration, An Xiaomo found his dormitory, which was on the third floor of Building C. In fact, everyone's dormitory corresponds to their grade just like the teaching building. Now that he is a third-year student, the teaching building and dormitory are naturally separated. It's Building C.

However, An Xiaomo is very satisfied with the third floor. If it is too high, it will be troublesome to do anything. Now this floor is neither high nor low.

After finally walking to the dormitory, An Xiaomo pushed the door of the dormitory, and found that the door was not closed, so he opened the door and walked in directly.

The moment he pushed open the door, a young man inside heard the noise and looked over. After seeing him, he turned his head silently and said nothing.

An Xiaomo lowered her hand before she could say hello. She originally wanted to talk about building a good relationship with her roommates.

Seeing that there are four beds in the dormitory, it is obvious that there are four people living in each dormitory. She silently asked 007 for her bed number. An Xiaomo walked over slowly and sat down on her buttocks, then exhaled. in one breath.

Forget it, I just came here, let's talk about the roommate relationship later!

Chapter44

Not long after An Xiaomo arrived in the dormitory, the remaining two roommates also returned, and they came together.

Originally, An Xiaomo thought that these two roommates should ignore him like the silent boy just now, but it turned out that he was completely whimsical.

"Trash, how about honoring our spirit fruit?" Two small teenagers stepped on his bedside with their feet swollen, and asked impatiently, but if they looked carefully, the expectation in their eyes could still be met. It looks bright.

An Xiaomo was immediately speechless, where did these two idiots come from.

and also.

"What spiritual fruit?" He really didn't know what he meant by such a nonsensical word.

The simple four words immediately caused a small storm.

"Are you pretending to be stupid with us, kid? Every year after the National Day holiday, you have two spirit fruits. Why, you want to tell us that you ate the spirit fruits yourself?" The eyes of the hanging triangle are glaring at this time, and there is a faintly terrifying aura.

The other boy next to him also stared wide-eyed, as if he would punish him if he disagreed with him.

An Xiaomo was really about to be laughed at by these two teenagers at this time, but from the information revealed by the two of them, he concluded that Anqing should have received a spiritual fruit every year on the National Day. A birthday present, and give him two?

And his two spiritual fruits every year are given to these two vicious teenagers in front of him?

When he realized this, An Xiaomo almost wanted to bang his head against the pillar to see if the previous An Xiaomo was really a fool, otherwise how could he be so useless?

But now, if it was An Xiaomo, if he could still swallow his anger like this, wouldn't he be An Xiaomo? !

Staring at his legs, he inadvertently kicked off the foot of the young man in front of him on his bed. When the young man was about to get angry, he stood up slowly, "Of course I ate my own spiritual fruit, otherwise? I leave it to you ?”

The last sentence was obviously sneering and disdainful, which actually made the faces of the two teenagers who were used to this kind of "robbery" turn red, but the next moment there was smoke from the top of their heads.

"An Xiaomo, do you really take yourself seriously? If you give you three points of color, you will open a dyeing workshop?" While speaking, the aura on his body was like money. Although the two are not geniuses, they can There are always two brushes who enter Osto Academy. Although their current strength is not very high, they are enough to deal with a waste like An Xiaomo.

The young man in the dormitory who had never made a sound couldn't help but take a look this way. After all, An Xiaomo had never resisted before.

Even so, the boy obviously didn't want to speak out or help anyone, because he looked away after taking a look, obviously not planning to meddle in other people's business.

But who would have thought that An Xiaomo, who used to tremble under such oppression, didn't react at all at this time. Not only did she not respond, but her expression turned cold, and she uttered a word under the unbelievable eyes of the two, "roll!"

An Xiaomo has never been a soft persimmon, let alone let others bully her in front of her without fighting back. The pride in her bones can't be erased no matter what.

The two people who had never been resisted before saw An Xiaomo's cold expression, and when they heard him roll a word, they froze in place. Not to mention getting angry, they suddenly petrified.

Who would have thought that An Feichai, who has always been a coward, would have such a cold look, such an unceremonious drive away, which completely subverted the image he brought to people before.

"You, you..." The young man who recovered after seeing An Xiaomo's impatient expression pointed at An Xiaomo but couldn't say a word. They really didn't know what to do when coercion was useless. How to do it, is it possible to beat him up directly?

Not to mention that the rules of the dormitory do not allow it, even An Xiaomo's identity prevents them from doing it in such an upright manner, so the two teenagers with bloody faces were stumped and didn't know what to do.

An Xiaomo was not satisfied with the effect, but it was not satisfactory. She turned her head slightly, but met the eyes of the boy who hadn't made a sound from the beginning until now.

Seeing the slight surprise in the young man's eyes, An Xiaomo smiled slightly, with a friendly taste.

I don't know why, but this boy feels good to him, so he doesn't mind showing some kindness to the other party, why don't we want to spend some time together in the future? !

The result was nothing, because the two teenagers were really not brave enough to do it openly, but because of An Xiaomo's resistance, the two of them obviously had a grudge against him. Stumble.

But these are not in the scope of An Xiaomo's consideration now, because he discovered the fact that has always been enough to surprise him, that is, the man Chihuang seems to have left his body?

He hasn't heard Chihuang say a word since he went out in the afternoon, and he didn't get a response when he called the other party tentatively many times, which made him think that the man had left his body.

If this is the case alone, he can't be very sure, but he just has an intuitive feeling. He probably felt something when the man was hiding in his body. At this time, he really didn't have that kind of man. The feeling in his body, so he judged that the man should have left.

As for why Chi Huang left, An Xiaomo really didn't have a clue, but this didn't hinder his good mood.

As soon as he was in a good mood, seeing the only pleasing boy in the dormitory, An Xiaomo couldn't help but approached him, because he suddenly realized that he was a little bored, and more importantly, he also wanted to know from this pleasing boy. Profiles of some colleges.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s too popular (narcissistic) or something else, but the boy who didn’t pay attention to him just now treated him very well under his initiative, and he also knew that the boy’s original name was Abby Tara.

"Abby, what grade are you in?" After getting a little familiar, An Xiaomo talked to the boy much more smoothly.

"The same third grade as you." The boy was obviously puzzled by his question, but he didn't show it on the surface, because if it was the old An Xiaomo, he wouldn't talk to him.

It should be said that it's not just An Xiaomo, anyone who knows him doesn't think highly of him, just because of his status...

Thinking of this, Abby suddenly felt sad. Although he had learned not to care about his identity, the impact of his identity on his life still made him lose his mind.

However, he didn't expect that An Xiaomo, who had been ignored and abused all this time, would unexpectedly talk to him today. Although he didn't know the reason, he didn't want to think about it so much for the time being. Anyway, he had nothing to plot against. isn't it? !

"What about those two idiots?" An Xiaomo cast a sideways glance at the two teenagers who had returned to the bed in despair just now, and An Xiaomo said it bluntly.

"... are in the third grade just like us." After a slight pause, Abby twitched the corners of her mouth and answered, do you want to make such a big change, from a obedient gloomy boy to a poisonous boy? Don't be too hard.

"Unlucky, by the way, can you give me a detailed explanation of our week's class situation?" Wanting to know the details, just asking 007 is still a bit imprecise, since Abby is his roommate, An Xiaomo I believe the other party will be able to give him a satisfactory answer.

Abby looked indifferent, but she also thought that An Xiaomo thought that maybe it was because of his good relationship, and Abby explained to him the questions he asked in detail.

This strange scene surprised the two teenagers in the same dormitory. When did Abby, who was indifferent, become so patient?

"Things of a feather flock together." One of them snorted disdainfully, and they didn't understand if they didn't understand. They didn't want to have anything to do with these two useless things.

The other boy nodded in agreement, and then he didn't take the two of them seriously.

As for the snort of disdain, both An Xiaomo and Aibi actually heard it, but they acted calmly as if they didn't hear it. They couldn't bite back even if a dog bit them.

Facing the almost similar performances of the two idiot teenagers, An Xiaomo and Abby's intimacy unexpectedly increased a lot. An Xiaomo finally learned about her class schedule from Abby's mouth, because the mecha The courses of the students in the department are almost the same, and the slight difference still depends on the wishes of the parties.

Finally, after chatting with Abby, it was not too early. An Xiaomo thought that he would have class tomorrow, so he stopped talking with Abby. When he was lying on the bed, An Xiaomo was still thinking Thinking, tomorrow will finally start his real study life on this planet.

Chapter45

"Now the holiday is over, of course, I hope that the seven-day holiday is not just for fun." The words of the soft-faced female teacher will not make people feel weak at all, look at the dangerous look on her face No one dares to underestimate her.

An Xiaomo stood in an inconspicuous place and looked at the female teacher who was speaking. Abby, who was in the same dormitory, was of course with him, because every Monday, all the students of the mecha department have a common class—— Each student is checked for fit with their mech.

Such courses are divided into grades, but because there are too many students in each grade, it is impossible to conduct them all in one place, so they will be assigned according to the class.

In Osto College, there are a total of [-] classes in the first grade and the sixth grade, but the number of each class is not too many, about [-] people.

At this time, the people in this place seemed to be about three classes, probably in the early [-]s, that's why An Xiaomo and Ai Bibi were in the same classroom.

It is more suitable to say that it is a classroom than a small square. After all, the next test requires everyone to show their mechas, and the space is not too big to use them.

"I won't talk nonsense. Next, according to the old rules, five people in each group will come forward for the test. Students whose fitness level is stagnant or declining will be deducted two credits per person." Qingxue, who is also the tester The female teacher in charge announced with a smile.

After saying that, most people began to lament, not only because they were afraid that their fit with the mecha would not improve, but also because of the ugly faces they might show every time they checked the fit.

But no matter what, under Qingxue's arrangement, the necessary tests were started for each group of five students according to the class number.

But An Xiaomo had time to go over his understanding of fit at this time.

The so-called compatibility is actually the degree of resonance between each person and his companion mecha. Anyone who can reach a degree of fit of more than 80.00% with his own mecha, this kind of all belongs to the degree of fit with his own mecha. The better you are, the stronger your ability will be.

And the fit between 60.00% and 80.00% can also be regarded as passing to a good level, but if the fit is lower than 60.00%...

For example, the fit is only about 30.00%...

bang bang...

The roar of a huge object falling to the ground made An Xiaomo look over involuntarily. The huge mech fell to the ground twisted. Such a big man looked pitiful at this moment, and couldn't bear to look directly at it.

——This is the effect of a poor fit.

"Get up, I'm completely unqualified, write down the name and class." Qingxue stepped forward and ruthlessly kicked the huge monster that fell on the ground. Irreversible majesty.

An Xiaomo was about to light a row of candles for the 'pitiful' guy who fell on the ground.

After being kicked by Qingxue a few times, a dejected young man suddenly appeared where there was still a huge mecha, but the mecha just now had been taken back by him. Dare to lift it.

This is the real reason why so many students don't like having a weekly fit check.

But Qingxue didn't have the slightest sign of wanting to give him face at all. She poked her finger on the forehead of the boy, and said bitterly, "Now you know how embarrassing you are? What did you do when you were cultivating?"

Seeing the boy's head wanting to hang down to the ground, Qingxue finally mercifully let him go, "Stay alone."

"Continue." After dismissing the boy, there are still a large number of students to be tested. Naturally, she will not waste so much time on everyone.

All of a sudden, the people who saw the boy's failure seemed to have seen their own fate after the failure, and under the circumstance of sighing, they broke out with great perseverance, which made the testing teacher dumbfounded.

"Abby, how do you fit?" Taking this scene into his eyes, An Xiaomo didn't feel much about the people he didn't know, but was a little curious about the situation of this roommate he just met.

"Me?" Abby raised her eyebrows when asked.

Under An Xiaomo's slightly curious eyes, Abby looked back as if she hadn't seen anything, "Wait until it's my turn to test, so you'll know?"

"..." An Xiaomo.

Well, when did this indifferent roommate learn how to play tricks?

Of course he knew that he would know when it was his turn. No, he was just curious now, otherwise could he ask him directly now?

It's just that seeing Abby like this, it's obvious that he doesn't plan to say anything more to him, so An Xiaomo doesn't force it.

He'd better take a look at the other student tests here, isn't it interesting to see those guys who fail to turn from giant mechas into frustrated teenagers after being kicked by the female teacher a few times?

But at this glance, he discovered a strange phenomenon.

If he already knew the reason why he was not liked by others, wasn't it because he was a good-for-nothing who couldn't cultivate?

But Abby next to him doesn't know how strong he is, but he feels that it shouldn't be too bad, but there are so many people here, and some of them with good relationships are waiting for the test, or chatting with each other I don't know what to say, the teacher may also know that this phenomenon is necessary, so there is no need to worry about it, as long as it does not hinder the test, there is no problem.

However, in such a large classroom, after looking around, there is only him and Abby with no one around?

It's fine if no one pays attention to them, but occasionally someone looks at them with a look of contempt and disdain. Are the two of them digging people's graves or something, so unpopular?Although he doesn't care about their welcome, there must be a reason for such a situation, right?

"Wow, as expected of Young Master Wei, the fit between him and the mech is 80.00%, which is excellent..."

"Of course, don't you look at the identity of Young Master Wei?"

"That is……"

The sudden sound of discussion made An Xiaomo couldn't help but look over, and because of this, he couldn't see Abby. When others praised "Master Wei" wildly, a glint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"En, yes, I will continue to work hard in the future." After the dark blue mecha was taken away, a young man with slightly green hair was praised by Qingxue, which was rare.

The young man has an exquisite appearance and a proud expression, which gives people a feeling of arrogance. After Qingxue praised him, he nodded as it should. Although he was too arrogant, at least he had a bit of pride.

In the third grade, a group of them were probably 80.00 or [-]-year-old boys and girls. It must be considered a genius to have a fit rate of [-]% at this time.

Because I saw three outstanding young men with shiny hair at An Qing's banquet, An Xiaomo didn't find it strange after seeing the greenish hair ends of this young man at this time. A young man of color, the situation of this boy is not bad.

What An Xiaomo had to worry about was that after the test, the young man called Mr. Wei came towards them. To be precise, he should be walking towards Abby who was next to him. .

An Xiaomo raised her eyebrows in surprise, and looked at the young man who was walking towards this side, followed by a few people who seemed to follow the young man's lead, and there was a group of 'classmates' watching the fun, it seemed that he wanted to Provocation or the rhythm of shaming power?

After turning his head and looking at Abby next to him, his expression was calm, as if he was used to it or didn't care much?

Could it be that Abby has any grievances with this young man who looks like everyone?

Chapter46

Under the gaze of An Dao Xiaomo, the boy surnamed Wei walked up to them not long after.

"If you can't get on the stage like you, you can only make friends with things that are as useless as you