What if I become Verlaine?

Nakahara Chuya was in a good mood when he returned home.

Both Wei Lun and Rimbaud could see through the boy's state at a glance, obviously something good happened to the boy.

Waylon was sitting in the living room tinkering with a small satellite TV receiver.

Although there is a signal in the no-man's land where they are, the signal is very weak. The base station has not been maintained for a long time. Although Wei Lun has repaired the TV, he can only watch the main channel of City Z, and the signal is still intermittent.

This is not conducive to their collection of information on this world, so after solving the problems of daily household appliances, Wei Lun began to try to improve the quality of these appliances.

Rimbaud was looking at his mobile phone. He seemed to be chatting with someone, with a gloomy expression on his face.

After seeing Chuya Zhongyuan, Rimbaud sent a message. He restrained his emotions and returned to normal, while putting away his mobile phone.

"Why did you come back so early today?"

Rimbaud got up and went to the refrigerator. Zhong Yuanzhong also came back too early, and he hadn't started cooking yet.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also very happy, he said: "I met the S-class hero Genos!"

Hearing what Zhong Yuanzhong said, Wei Lun raised his head to look at Rimbaud, and Rimbaud happened to be looking at Wei Lun, the two looked at each other, Wei Lun blinked at Rimbaud and made a victory gesture.

Rimbaud smiled, and said to Zhong Yuan Zhongya in a gentle tone: "Really? Then you are very lucky."

Is it really luck?

Weilun, Rimbaud, and Zhongyuanzhong were also affected by disasters in nearby cities, but in the end Rimbaud chose to live in Z City, wasn't it just for Genos?

Because according to the information that Rimbaud searched, Genos most likely lived in Z City.

Genos saved Wei Lun and Chuya Zhongyuan, which is a natural and usable connection.

Zhong Yuan is only eleven or twelve years old, and his ability cannot be compared with that of Rimbaud and Wei Lun.

Even if Wei Lun's injury is indeed not healed, Rimbaud, who is stronger and more experienced, should do the work of cleaning up the monsters near the place of residence every day.

But when Wei Lun asked Zhongyuan Zhongya to inspect the surroundings, Rimbaud did not object. Isn't it because Zhongyuan Zhongye is more suitable as a bait to attract Genos to appear?

Central Plains also has the ability of gravity. This kid has been living in Radium Bowl Street. He should have the ability to read the battle situation, and he can run quickly when he encounters danger.

Wei Lun also told Zhongyuan Zhong not to stay away from the settlements, and Wei Lun can quickly detect danger and provide immediate support.

If Genos saw an eleven or twelve-year-old child being hunted down by monsters, would he help?

This is inevitable, right?

But there is no need to tell Chuya Nakahara about these things for the time being, the pure love and admiration of children can arouse the hero's desire to protect, and to be honest, Chuya Nakahara's acting skills... well, don't mention it.

Rimbaud couldn't laugh or cry when he thought of the "he is my mother" that was so stiff that it made people suffer from myocardial infarction.

Rimbaud took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, he beckoned to Zhongya Nakahara and said, "Since you came back early, cook with me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also readily agreed, he ran to Rimbaud, washed his hands as Rimbaud asked, and then began to peel the potatoes.

Rimbaud glanced at Chuya Nakahara, who was concentrating on peeling potatoes, and said casually, "How did you meet Genos? Did you get saved by Genos? Then should I prepare some thank you?"

Zhongya Nakahara replied while peeling potatoes: "No, I heard the sound of him fighting the weirdo, so I ran nearby to check the situation."

The round potato overflows with starch after peeling. If you don't hold it well, it's easy to slip. Most of Zhongya's attention was on the potato, and he didn't pay attention to Rimbaud's temptation to him.

"Ganos's firepower is fierce, and then I thought about it, even without my help, he can defeat the fish-headed monster."

After all, Zhongyuan Zhongya was a child who lived in a chaotic place like the port, and he knew exactly what modern firearms could do.

He said with a dignified look: "Only when I approached did I realize that his whole body has been transformed by equipment, even his eyes have the ability to lock and analyze the enemy, and there is super energy stored in his body. Easily destroy a block."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't pay attention either. When he said these words, both Wei Lun and Lan Bo listened carefully. Wei Lun put down the equipment in his hand, but Lan Bo put the pot on the fire, but didn't fire at all.

Nakahara Zhong also continued: "His speed is also very fast, and he can even stay in the air and fly for a short time. Because his whole body is equipped with firepower, he can actually change directions quickly. Such attacks are hard to guard against."

"And when the mechanized body is hit hard, he will not lose consciousness, and even as long as his head is left, he can continue to shoot beam attacks through the eyes."

Speaking of this, Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a sigh of relief, with an excited look on his face: "The people in this world are so powerful, they can transform people into robots, but the transformed people are still human."

Nakahara Chuya looked up at Rimbaud beside him, and asked curiously, "Can it be done in our world?"

Rimbaud was satisfied after listening, and gave Chuya Nakahara high marks for his combat observation and keen sense.

He turned on the fire with a smile and began to pour oil into the pot. He said, "It's impossible to make a robot with such strong firepower. It's artificial intelligence... I remember there are people with special abilities in this area."

Speaking of this, Rimbaud asked Wei Lun habitually: "Can you do that?"

Wei Lun thought for a while before saying, "I don't know."

Nian is omnipotent, who knows if someone is obsessed with robot cartoons, so that after opening Nian, the technology icon for transforming people really lights up?

Rimbaud wrote down this point, and Wei Lun said he didn't know after thinking about it. Obviously, it was possible in his cognition, but he had never seen it.

Rimbaud sighed melancholy. Compared with this, the world he lived in seemed a little weak.

But soon Rimbaud became happy again. He realized this because he had embarked on an exciting and unknown journey. Isn't this a happy thing?

Rimbaud hummed the folk songs of his hometown, and the exotic tunes and French with tremolo hummed in his mouth, which made people feel lazy and comfortable involuntarily.

Wei Lun, who was repairing the satellite TV in the living room, looked at Rimbaud in surprise. Rimbaud was suddenly very happy, what's the matter?

Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped peeling potatoes. He listened carefully, and after realizing that Rimbaud kept repeating a few lines, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you singing? What do you mean?"

Rimbaud was frying green beans with a spatula in his hand, smelling the aroma of ripe beans, he said casually, "It's a ballad from my hometown, saying that a country boy embarked on an unknown and hopeful journey..."

Having said that, Rimbaud suddenly remembered something.

He slowly looked at Chuya Nakahara beside him, and questioned his soul: "Have you ever read a book? Do you know how to read?"

Wei Lun, who was screwing the screw, also stopped. He let out a wow, and said to Rimbaud, "Athier, you found the blind spot."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, and he said with some disappointment: "There are people in the Sheep Organization who can read and write. We have learned a little bit from each other, and we can recognize the meaning of the words on the food packaging bags."

Rimbaud frowned, and he asked Wei Lun, "Do you have any textbooks?"

Wei Lun has searched almost all the neighborhoods where they are located several times recently. Naturally, he has seen messy books or something, so he nodded neatly: "Yes, I will bring them back tomorrow."

Then Wei Lun casually suggested: "You can teach him French first, we both know it, but he doesn't, it won't be convenient in the future, right? For example, we can use French as a code or something."

Zhong Yuan's eyes lit up suddenly after hearing this. He raised his face and looked at Rimbaud beside him with burning eyes.

Being watched by such eyes, Rimbaud couldn't help laughing.

He said: "Don't be in a daze, cut the potatoes into pieces, and, remember, the French spelling of potatoes is Pommesdeterre."

It was just a simple word, but when it was read from Rimbaud's mouth, it felt a little softer and silkier.

Zhong Yuanzhong also learned it a few times clumsily and kept it in his heart.

Afterwards, one taught the other, and Zhong Yuanzhong also wrote down a lot of kitchen and food ideas.

After the meal, Wei Lun took out a few blank notebooks and pens, and stuffed them to the young boy Zhongye Zhongye: "Go and study, if you forget it tomorrow, Attil thinks you are stupid, and maybe he won't teach you when he gets angry. ~"

Nakahara Chuya looked solemn after hearing this, and immediately went back to the room on the second floor and began to recite vocabulary hard.

Seeing this, Rimbaud couldn't help laughing, he said: "He didn't expect that, can you teach him too?"

Wei Lun said, "I just don't want to disappoint you. Chuya has nothing at all, so he is very concerned about what he gets."

Rimbaud's heart moved after hearing this, he looked at Wei Lun, but saw Wei Lun suddenly lifted up the satellite receiver shaped like a pot in his hand: "Finish, I'll put it on the roof, you adjust the TV channels in the living room, watch Can it work?"

Rimbaud lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Okay."

Wei Lun turned over the window and put a satellite TV on the roof, and Rimbaud sat in the living room feeling a little out of sorts.

Wei Lun knows his past well, but he doesn't know Wei Lun at all, which is not good.

Rimbaud recalled that his temptations to Wei Lun in the past few days were perfunctory and perfunctory by Wei Lun. Since the language temptation was ineffective, he could only use other means.

At this moment, Wei Lun's voice sounded next to Rimbaud's ear: "I put it on, try changing the channel."

This is Wei Lun sending the voice down with the wind, and Rimbaud immediately cheered up: "Okay."

One night passed, and early in the morning, Zhongyuan Zhong also finished his meal and couldn't wait to go out.

If everything goes well, he will have a communication tool when he gets home today!He will finish the homework assigned by Wei Lun, so happy!

Chuya Zhongya's performance was so obvious that Wei Lun and Rimbaud couldn't ignore it. Rimbaud tried to remind him: "Why are you looking forward to going out so much? Do you have an appointment with someone?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt tense. He didn't intend to conceal it, but felt that everything was false before he got the phone.

If he said that Genos would buy it for him, but met Genos today and regretted it again, Wei Lun would definitely laugh at himself.

In the Central Plains where he grew up on Radium Bowl Street, he also saw many adults who didn't count, dirty, and bad. Although Genos is an S-class hero, just to be on the safe side, it's better not to talk too much.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he was really cautious. He quickly restrained his expression and made himself look more serious: "No, it's just..."

The boy rolled his eyes, and then seemed to think of something, his flustered face suddenly calmed down, and he said: "I got up in the morning to memorize the words, and found that I had memorized all the words Attil taught me yesterday! I haven't forgotten them! "

Rimbaud: "..."

Wei Lun: "Hahahahahahahaha——"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said angrily: "Why are you laughing? I really memorized it! You can investigate it!"

He got up in the morning to review!Definitely remember!

Wei Lun quickly covered his mouth, but he still couldn't straighten up laughing.

Rimbaud supported his forehead and said, "...you did a good job. I'll teach you something else tonight."

Zhong Yuan was overjoyed after hearing this: "Okay, I want to learn the song you sang last night."

Rimbaud waved his hand: "Yes."

After Zhongyuan Zhongye ran out of the house, Rimbaud went to see Wei Lun, who was laughing like a shrimp, and he said angrily, "What are you laughing at? Why don't you keep up?"

If I guessed correctly, the person Chuya Chuya went to meet should be Genos.

This is a good opportunity to establish a relationship with local heroes. Wei Lun doesn't need to talk to Genos, but he needs to observe Genos without any trace, and judge what kind of person Genos is based on his own experience and perception.

After roughly inferring Genos's character and heart, Rimbaud was able to talk to him about things.

As for why we must go to Weilun...

That is of course because Wei Lun and Zhong Yuan Zhong also have father-son faces.

If Genos is too strong and notices Wei Lun's stalking, Wei Lun can also use the reason of worrying about the child to perfunctory him.

Wei Lun laughed so hard that tears were about to fall, and he straightened up when he heard Rimbaud's urging: "Got it, I'll go right away."

Because of laughing too much just now, the little braid Wei Lun had made after getting up was a little loose. He leaned in front of the mirror, loosened his hair, and was about to rebraid it.

However, just after Wei Lun loosened his long golden hair, Rimbaud said abruptly, "Why do you braid your hair like Verlaine?"

After Wei Lun heard this, he looked at Rimbaud subconsciously, but he saw Rimbaud leaning against the wall, his golden-green eyes were full of bright colors: "Your hair looks more elegant when it is loose than tied up."

Rimbaud admired Wei Lun in front of him.

Wei Lun's blond hair was scattered behind his head in a mess, and when he looked over from the side, he naturally revealed a sense of unruly and wildness, as well as a hint of imperceptible wildness and laziness, completely different from Verlaine's style.

Rimbaud said in an unquestionable tone: "Don't be like Verlaine, he is him, you are you, Verlaine, you are more attractive like this."

Wei Lun couldn't help hissing, he always felt it was weird to be praised so much by someone as arrogant as Rimbaud.

but……

Wei Lun chuckled, looking at the mirror, he still braided his hair, and said, "I didn't learn from Verlaine, braids are indeed very handsome."

But this time, instead of braiding his hair obliquely like Verlaine, Wei Lun tied the hair at his temples into a braid that was as thin as his little finger, and tied the two braids together behind his head, leaving the rest of the hair All droop naturally.

Wei Lun picked up the gray-black cloak on the hanger. He opened the cloak, and his whole body was covered by the cloak. His slightly curly golden hair was scattered on the cloak. He walked lightly to the door, raised his chin slightly, raised his eyebrows The room is full of romantic colors.

He smiled at Rimbaud by the wall and asked, "Is he handsome?"

Before Rimbaud could answer, Wei Lun laughed and opened the door and left.

Rimbaud lowered his eyes and suppressed the surprise in his eyes. He walked to the kitchen and began to eat his own breakfast.

A layer of golden caviar is sprinkled on the thin buckwheat noodles, like the delicate and regular braids on the sideburns of Wei Lun.

Rimbaud picked up a fork to eat soba noodles, hummed a little tune from his hometown, and said briskly, "Well, it tastes great."

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It's the shape of Legolas from The Lord of the Rings.