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Participating in the mecha competition for two days in a row, even Al will feel tired.Taking this into consideration, Chen Jun thoughtfully did not wake him up in the morning, and there was no match scheduled for today anyway.

So Al was rarely awakened by the knock on the door, but because of the pathetic biological clock he had developed, he still woke up at the original time.Opening the door with some doubts, he saw Chen Jun standing in the kitchen wearing an apron. He rubbed his eyes, thinking for a moment that he hadn't woken up yet.When Chen Jun heard the movement, he turned to greet him with the pot in one hand: "Good morning, Master Al, you got up very early."

"What are you doing?" Al rubbed his messy hair and said irritably, "Isn't there a delivery breakfast?"

Having said that, looking at the back of someone wearing an apron is also a very novel experience for him, perhaps because the sun is shining brightly, Chen Jun is surrounded by a warm atmosphere, and Al also realizes that he does not actually hate it This feeling, and Chen Jun's appearance in an apron didn't look strange at all. Thinking about it this way, he didn't know why he became even more unhappy.

After Al finished washing up, Chen Jun had already put the food on the table. It was Chinese porridge and side dishes, which looked very fresh and refreshing, which greatly increased the appetite.He smiled and said, "Please use it. The school's food is too single. Don't you get bored, Master Al?"

Al moved stiffly to pull out the chair and sit down, then picked up the chopsticks, but didn't start to do it right away.

"I've already eaten." Chen Jun added in a timely manner.

The blond boy muttered in dissatisfaction: "I told you not to do it." and "No wonder others doubt our relationship..." But finally whispered: "Thank you."

Chen Jun tilted his head, why did Al want to thank him?All along, he didn't want to accept such kindness, and Chen Jun knew very well that he was imposing it on others, but seeing that Al was very happy, he didn't intend to ask.

"It's delicious." Al put down the bowl, and unconsciously showed a happy smile. Compared with his usual awkward and fierce expression, this kind of gentle smile can be said to be as cute as an angel. I'm afraid the students in the class will cry when they see it.

Oh, it seemed a bit strange, Chen Jun stood by, ignored the strange feeling, and said what he had planned for a long time: "Master Al, do you want to go to the school festival together after dinner?"

Al who put down the bowl didn't take a second to abandon the hard-working chef: "No."

Chen Jun was not surprised by such an answer. In fact, the school festival can be said to be full of elements that Albert hates: crowds, noise, and unnecessary gazes.But it's not that he doesn't know Al's preferences, so he can use this to attract his attention. "I heard that there are many snack stalls at the school festival, and the taste of the food looks really good."

"What's so good about that kind of vulgar food?" Al nimbly picked up the side dishes with his chopsticks, and replied with relish, "And I won't act because of eating. Who do you think I am!"

He obviously likes food very much, so there is nothing wrong with admitting that he is a foodie... Chen Jun had already noticed Al's lack of energy when he ate school meals on weekdays, but it seemed that because of the strange self-esteem of the target, this reason It didn't work out.

"Then... I heard that there are also small competitions at the school festival, and the winners will get rich prizes at the end..."

"Hmm." Al responded seemingly casually, looking completely uninterested.

But maybe it was because of the accumulated effects of observation for a period of time, Chen Jun knew that he had such a little bit of interest, which was so rare.It's a pity that there is not enough information, so he can only continue to add: "I only know that it is a competition that consumes energy, and the prize is a gold belt."

"Golden belt." Al's eyes lit up, "Isn't that a symbol of boxing champions in the old days?"

After inquiring about the information, Chen Jun agreed that this was indeed the case, and when he heard that he could fight Al, he lifted his spirits, and finally let go of his mouth and agreed to "take a look".

Although it was expected, it is worrying that Al is so keen on fighting. Mecha competition is very exhausting, and it will become more and more difficult later on. However, Al seems to be afraid that he will not be able to vent his energy, and even asks for a duel with Juyi. … Al’s odds are now 1:100.

By checking his movements before, Chen Jun concluded that Al did not have symptoms such as muscle soreness, but just to be on the safe side, he still asked, "Do you want me to give you a massage to relax?"

"No." As if guessing what Chen Jun would say, Al said proudly, "I asked someone to do it for me yesterday."

Afterwards he complained: "But it's not necessary at all. Yesterday's man gave up mentally before he started the battle. It's really boring." He showed a rare melancholy expression and sighed, "Hurry up and give me an excellent opponent!" Right—the students here are still too young, I really want to go back and fight against the people in the army..."

I've already had a massage... Chen Jun walked out the door in frustration, listening to Al's complaints silently, but fortunately he didn't need to respond.When the two of them walked near the gate, they saw many stalls run by students. Most of them were very thoughtful and decorated in various styles. The food on the stalls smelled hot and the sauces were bright and attractive. Even though the celebration has lasted for several days, the place is still full of people. The aroma of food and the sound of voices form a lively and unique flavor.

"Master Al, we sell fried noodles here." Chen Jun pointed to a place and said.

"..." Al didn't bother to answer, he was looking for the location of the fighting competition with all his heart.

In fact, Chen Jun has a full introduction to the floor plan of the celebration, but Al won't tell him unless he asks, so he points to something and says, "Look! Chocolate banana! Master Al, do you want to eat it?"

"No!" Al was finally annoyed by him.

"Master Al, you are so rude, you won't be welcomed by others." Taking advantage of the gap between the two of them walking side by side through the long corridor, Chen Jun decided to persuade him.

Al expressed his disdain with his eyes, and Chen Jun replied: "Otherwise, you should immediately find someone who can be your competition partner, except me."

"..." He didn't try to be brave this time.

"No." Chen Jun sighed, "Do you want to know why you are unpopular?"

"I'm not unpopular!" Al finally couldn't help shouting, "But let's hear your reasons first!"

Chen Jun took out the small note in his arms, read it calmly in the eyes of Al "you still wrote it down": "There are many reasons, but there are two main points: 1. The expression is too sinister and there is no smile on his face. 2 Often skipping classes and not actively participating in group activities."

Then he added: "The second point has changed a lot recently, and now the first point needs to be improved urgently. Master Al, you look good when you smile..."

"Don't say those two words!" Al was unhappy when he mentioned his face, "Besides, I can't laugh when I see a bunch of idiots in the academy!"

It's no wonder that Al should have seen a lot of young men from rich families oppressing top students. He seems to hate this system, which also makes Chen Jun judge that he is a good boy.But now it would be too bad to follow him, so Chen Jun said: "Everyone has their own advantages and something to admire. You won't make friends with this kind of thinking, Master Al."

Looking at Al's expression, he knew that he thought that the people around him were so stupid that there was no merit to speak of, so Chen Jun sighed and said, "Or do you think Ju Yi is also an idiot?"

Why did you mention him?Al stared and asked, "Do you think he's smart?"

"Yeah." Chen Jun admitted honestly, being able to be the president of the student council and handling daily affairs perfectly is a kind of proof, right?

Al stopped and said grimly, "So you think he's smarter than me?"

"..." Cleverness can be broadly summed up as high IQ, but there are not enough samples to compare.But why did it evolve into a situation of comparing the IQs of the two?So Chen Jun had no choice but to shift the focus ambiguously: "I think you are at a similar level, which means that he has the same low EQ as you, Master Al."

Judging from Al's expression, it was obvious that he was not satisfied, so Chen Jun had no choice but to say: "Then, you are as smart as him, and you are equally stupid."

"..."

"I said the wrong thing again." Chen Jun said with a slumped face, "Let's go quickly."