his number is zero two six

"I'm sorry, it was my mistake this time." Tu Lian apologized to the communicator with a sad face.

The voice from inside was still cold, but no reproach could be heard: "Let's write down the punishment for now... report on the follow-up situation."

Tu Lian said with a headache: "Well... the crow has successfully restarted, and everything is normal; Xia Shiyun, the boss of the sex toy company, injected him with a ml-Ⅱ drug and put it on the bench in the square. Has lost all memory of entering the academy, but I'm afraid he has grown suspicious."

The voice on the other side said coldly: "It's okay." It seemed that he didn't take this matter seriously at all, and after some routine questioning, the communication was cut off within the specified time.

Tu Lian held his breath and looked at the small communicator. This time, it couldn't be said that it was done so beautifully. He was already mentally prepared to accept the other party's reprimand and punishment, but unexpectedly, his boss just said something lightly. "It doesn't matter", he gave up, and didn't even open his mouth to curse.It was clear that Chen Jun had made mechanical changes, but the other party cared very little. He just asked him to submit the regular physical examination reports of the two of them together as before, as if he paid more attention to Tu Lian's body.In addition, the other party has always been in unilateral contact, and it is still unknown which organization the boss belongs to... Tu Lian kicked the table cursingly, breaking the leg of the table.

Afterwards, he carried his lesson preparation materials, returned to the shrunken look and went out. With his good eyesight, he saw the figures of Chen Jun and Al sitting in the distant courtyard at a glance.

"Master Al, is this your coat?" Chen Jun asked with a straight face, holding a neatly folded black coat in his hand.

"Don't you know?" Al said nonchalantly.

Chen Jun nodded: "Yes, the initials embroidered here are consistent with yours, and the smell on it is also yours... But I think it's better to ask, thank you for your thoughtfulness, you are so gentle."

Al's hair stood on end: "Don't flatter me like that, it sounds disgusting!" He said a little awkwardly: "After all, it has nothing to do with you, it's for me...well."

Chen Jun tilted his head in confusion: "Me?"

Al turned his head: "Anyway, I won't thank you for doing this!"

Chen Jun looked at the other party calmly. He didn't understand what kind of story Al had made up in his brain. Unfortunately, he was in a dormant state and had no chance to see the scene at that time, so he had to ask sideways: "Did you see me sleeping at that time? Did you find anything wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Al frowned.

"For example, I look more handsome than usual when I sleep peacefully with my eyes closed, etc." Chen Jun said.

Al glanced at him strangely: "Aren't you sick?" Although he was rough and thin, but when Chen Jun made such a joke, there was something wrong with him at the time, such as why he was sleeping on the ground with his head covered. I can't think of curtains and the like for a while.

Seeing that the conversation between the two was peaceful, Tu Lian sighed, turned around and left quietly.

The two then talked about the mecha competition. Al had entered the final schedule, and he could get a good ranking even if he didn't need to win again.But judging by the way he was in high spirits when talking about the game, it was obvious that he planned to win until the end.Chen Jun had to remind him to take it easy: there will be a duel with Ju Yi in the future.

Al didn't take it seriously: "That little boy Ju Yi has been sitting at the desk for several days, his bones are probably hardened, you might as well remind him to pay attention."

"If I really remind you, won't Master Al be jealous?" Chen Jun asked solemnly, and your face is whiter than his.

Al said angrily: "Jealous?! I won't be jealous of you! ... But you don't need to please him."

Maybe it was because he just had a full meal, he rarely looked a little lazy, stretched his limbs and fell on the bench, his neck leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes were half-closed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, as required by his usual manners. The strict appearance was quite different, but Chen Jun still sat upright, very proactively asking Al whether he needed to lie on his lap.Al was a little disgusted at first, but under Chen Jun's insistence, he reluctantly lay down on it.

Al squinted his eyes. The sun was so bright that it cast a splendor in front of his eyes. He couldn't even see the face above him clearly, but he felt very soft. The soft shadow opened its mouth and asked, "Is it comfortable?"

"No, there's no good pillow for a hard one." Although he said so, he didn't intend to get up, and adjusted a position to make himself lie more comfortably.

After making sure that Al's head was properly placed on his lap, Chen Jun began to search for information on his own.The specific duel forms in the academy are still very diverse. Given that the venue has been occupied recently, it is impossible to fight in the form of mechas. So which one will they use?

He asked Al this question, and Al answered him with a strange attitude: "You decide."

"Why me?" Chen Jun asked curiously.

"Aren't you the referee?" Al yawned, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"..." Chen Jun mobilized his memory, making sure he had never heard of this.

Regardless of the danger, he firmly shook Al awake: "I don't know anything about referees."

Maybe it was because the sun was too warm, and Al, who was interrupted from sleep, didn't even get angry: "Oh, I made the decision, I have to fill out the form..." Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep with his mouth slightly open.

Chen Jun immediately logged into the school network. Sure enough, there was a strange form to fill in for this duel, and the scanned copy had even been uploaded.It should be handled by Ju Yi, who is well versed in the school's regulations. The routine items are all filled in by his handwriting, and the relevant regulations of the duel, such as life and death, are underlined and highlighted.Sure enough, Chen Jun's name was written in the referee column, and at the bottom were the signatures of the two people, expressing their full agreement on the above content.

Chen Jun began to struggle, is he the referee?However, his position is in favor of Albert. Do you want to give him some convenience at that time, such as choosing the event that Al is better at, or releasing water for Al during the game... But Chen Jun immediately rejected this plan, not really For the purpose of maintaining Al's self-esteem, it is more difficult for a robot to cheat purely. For example, in fencing, he can immediately analyze who scores through the system. If he wants to make up a lie, he will waste an extra second. The hardware consumption is too large.

It's not that Chen Jun has never thought about the possibility of Al losing, whether it's a mecha competition or a duel... He was also worried that Al would be stimulated after being defeated, his temperament would change drastically, and he would go crazy or something, but now he is He didn't worry too much, because according to his observations during this period of time, he judged that Al was not such a fragile person.

Albert is not a bad person by nature, and he is prone to conflicts with others because he behaves like a spoiled child... But he has such a background after all, and Chen Jun can notice the mature side hidden under his appearance , and he has a childish performance, maybe because he is a person who grew up loved by his family.

Chen Jun stared at Al's sleeping face. Even in his sleep, his face was ready to get angry at any time, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he thought to himself: Isn't it said that most people from wealthy families have unhappy pasts?Why is my young master not like this.

His mother has a noble status, but from Al's words, it can be seen that the relationship between mother and child is very good, not to mention his father, although he should be busy with business and don't see each other often, but Al is so obsessed with mechas, obviously because he wants a son Inheriting his father's career, he must respect his father very much.

Maybe it's because of being loved so much but also getting the right education that Al is what he is now.I am proud of my family but don’t regard them as backers for misbehavior. I want to gain the approval of others with my own efforts, but the more honor I get, the more people will hate him when I get approval. .Chen Jun shook his head. Could it be that the battery was overcharged due to the sun?Why did he also start thinking about some rambling things?

The sun was just right, and the atmosphere was so leisurely... Chen Jun stared blankly at Al's sleeping face until the piercing ringing of the bell broke the tranquility.

"Master Al," Chen Jun cut off the alarm clock expressionlessly, "You should get up and prepare for the competition!"

He pulled his legs away very ungentlely and stood up, allowing Al's head to have an intimate contact with the wooden chair.Al was bumped so hard that he woke up a little bit in pain: "Huh? Ah... I don't want to go—"

Sure enough, he hadn't woken up yet, and he would never say such things in a waking state. Chen Jun knew that his attitude had to be tough at this time, and once he was appeased, he would stop trying to achieve his goal.He faced Al's face and began to use various methods to wake him up.

"This is the final battle! Don't you always want to win!" Chen Jun was trying the ancient method, twisting his ears and shouting inside.

Al turned over in pain: "Ah——"

Chen Jun continued to speak the names of the finalists at a very fast speed, and asked, "Are you confident that you can beat all of them? Don't be too arrogant! When you lose, don't come to me and cry!"

Al's eyes widened, and he looked at Chen Jun intently: "Don't underestimate me!" At the same time rubbing his ears, he muttered in a low voice: "I don't want to be fooled by using aggressive tactics..." After that, he turned over lightly and jumped off the chair. rise.

He announced to Chen Jun arrogantly: "Wait for me to get the trophy back!"

Chen Jun smiled slightly: "I'm looking forward to it."