star watcher

The safety lights for emergency avoidance dimly lit up in green.

It doesn't take much time to repair the electric power, and the small robot starts to dispatch after receiving the failure report.Professor Black's focus is—"Bamboo, have all the data been saved?"

"Uh..." According to normal statistics, if the power is suddenly cut off, the probability of data not being saved is 99.75%.

But when Bamboo was preparing to answer according to the mainstream statistical results, Milan pinched him.

So Bamboo changed his words: "—with reservations."

"Very good!" said Professor Black. "Fortunately, the research tonight is coming to an end. There is no need to wait for emergency repairs. We will stop here today. Everyone, go back to rest and recharge your spirits. We will catch them all by surprise tomorrow night!"

The team games are all after dinner, which is needed to increase the ratings.

"and many more!"

Bingo raised a hand in pain.

"Professor, I sprained my foot just now, do you have an elastic bandage?" The sudden power outage made her nervous, plus the messy obstacles in the office...

Sure enough, no matter what excuse you make, you will encounter something.At the opening ceremony, she also told Stone that she planned to take sick leave, but now she really has a physical problem.

A twisted foot is actually a very vague injury.If it is serious, it may be enough to rest for a while. If it is not serious, the ankle may be swollen like a steamed bun the next day.

But now the school hospital is obviously closed.

"Go to the city hospital." It is absolutely impossible for Professor Black to let Binge go back wrapped in an elastic bandage, unless he plans to lose to the end tomorrow.

"I'll do it." Milan spoke at the same time.

He squatted down: "I have studied medicine and learned first aid for sports injuries - Bamboo, come and check the condition of the bones and ligaments."

He felt at ease using Bamboo as an X-ray machine, and Bamboo was very cooperative.

"how?"

"Ligament strain, it is recommended to soak in the medical cabin for an hour."

"Where is the water fountain?" Milan took off his light-colored shirt without hesitation, tore it cleanly, and soaked it in cold water.Then he took off the small leather shoes for Binge, wrapped his ankle neatly, and tied a very standard and beautiful bow.

Professor Black was in charge of lighting with the flashlight function of the light brain throughout the whole process. Looking at the beautiful bow, his eyes narrowed slightly again—this kind of knotting technique, and thinking about the modified anesthesia|drunk|gun before...

He couldn't help but look at Milan more. The latter's shirt had been sacrificed, and his upper body was exposed at the moment. His muscular lines were fit and smooth, and his six-pack abs could be seen faintly. The logo is too conspicuous, Coral brand?

"Coral" is a brand name of a famous jewelry store.

There is nothing strange about buying jewelry in a jewelry store, such as ring cuffs and tie clips, but few people will make a special trip to buy a belt in a jewelry store.If you buy it, you can only say that you fancy it at will, and do it conveniently.

Generally, people like this only look at their mood when buying things, not the brand and cost performance.In their eyes, "like" is the best cost-effective.This also shows that the financial situation of this teaching assistant is indeed quite good, no wonder it is easy to get medicine.

——Tomorrow he must win, he still owes the teaching assistant [-] star coins!

Thinking of his own debts, Professor Black was furious.

Look at my proud student... Bing Ge, what is the meaning of that damn expression on your teaching assistant partner's arms?

Binge himself was shocked.

She just said thank you, and wanted to help him stand up and walk out. Milan passed one hand under her ribs and the other hand through her knee, and hugged her horizontally without any effort.

Bin Ge looked thin, but he was tall, with a lot of muscle mass, and his weight...weight is a woman's eternal secret.However, with her back against the opponent's arm, it is easy to judge whether the opponent is really strong or trying to be brave. Milan's arms don't tremble, absolutely relaxed.

Bamboo helped her with the shoes and equipment, and asked for instructions: "Professor, we are taking Binge to the hospital. Are you here to supervise the maintenance?"

"Okay." Professor Black was not polite, "Binge, you must recover, and you can lie in the medical cabin overnight, remember?"

"Yes professor!"

Milan said goodbye to Professor Black, and then walked out: "The flying car is outside. I'll drive it."

"Okay." Bamboo didn't object at all.

Milan walked into the parking lot holding the binge without changing his posture.

He walked to the side of the car, opened the door, put the binge on, walked around to the driver's seat, and started the engine.

The body of this car is mainly made of phantom black and imperial gold, with abstract lines, and the painting is atmospheric and cool.

Bin Ge was very envious: "This is your car? Baby is so cool! She is simply the legendary lava black dragon!" She was talking about the protagonist's mount in a recently popular TV series. Into the ground, and even help the protagonist pick up girls.

"Thank you."

Seeing Bamboo fasten his seat belt on the co-pilot, Milan drove out of the parking lot.

Binge was disappointed after 1 minute.

Because Milan's driving style is very, very incompatible with the word "cool".

No speeding, no sudden lane changes, slow down decisively when seeing traffic lights, avoid other speeding cars...

"Can I drive once? Just once! I have a driver's license!"

"This car just looks cool." Milan fully understood what she was thinking, "It's actually no different from the most common small flying car for families outside."

"...Milan, can I call you Milan? Do you usually like to work out? Do you play mecha?" The guest song was close.

Milan answered one by one with a smile.

The two had a 10-minute exchange on the current fashion trends. Binge was amazed. She never thought that the assistant was so strict and his partner was not a weird geek. He had a good figure, a good demeanor, a wide range of knowledge, and an interesting conversation. It was really... …"Ahhhhh, if I hadn't had a boyfriend, I would have pursued you!" Bin Ge exaggeratedly clutched his chest, jokingly said, "Mr. Teaching Assistant, no wonder you have been hiding your partner. He is in the bar and the beach You will definitely be surrounded by girls and boys, and you will not be able to get out."

"Thank you for your compliment." Milan continued to drive steadily.

"To tell you the truth, I am very envious of Bamboo's teaching assistant right now. His good luck in this life must be spent on marrying you!"

"It's the opposite." Milan slowed down the car, made a turn, and parked in a parking space. "Meeting Bamboo is the luck of my life."

Bamboo nodded: "Me too." He took off his seat belt and moved towards Milan, and the two kissed lightly naturally.

"Oh, you can't show your affection in front of me, I'm going to be blinded by you!" Bin Ge covered his face, showing his big fingers.

Milan still hugged Bingge, and Bamboo entered the hospital first.

"Is it okay without an appointment?" Bin Ge just thought of this question and expressed concern.

"Bambu can handle it." Milan was not worried at all.

"...Ms. Binge? You made an appointment a month ago, and you will use the medical cabin tonight." The nurse at the front desk looked at the appointment record and found it unusual. After all, it is rare to make an appointment late at night. "At the same time, you also applied for a medical cabin." A wheelchair is right behind you."

"..." Bin Ge looked at Milan in surprise, who smiled.

Binge closed his mouth tacitly.

"Whole body nutrition?" Seeing the data displayed in the medical cabin, Bin Ge was taken aback again, "These medicines are very expensive, and they are all at your own expense!"

"These are the necessary costs for the initial investment." Bamboo explained, "provide the best external conditions, you just need to give full play."

"What if we lose?"

"If you lose, everyone will have to work 480-600 hours, each."

"Everyone?" Binge was shocked, "He yelled at us, if we can't win, we have to work collectively as glass cleaners for the outer building. Is it true?"

"Yes, including but not limited to glass cleaners. You can also choose to clean cars or clean mechas. The professor's temporary job is to do mecha data modeling. If he needs an assistant, you can also sign up."

"My God, my God, wait—" Bin Ge said, "Does the part-time job include professors?"

"Includes," Bamboo replied, "He takes one-half."

"I feel a lot of pressure."

"Pressure is motivation." Bamboo paused for three seconds before closing the lid of the medical cabin, and asked, "Is it right or wrong to do whatever it takes to win?"

Bin Ge was stunned: "Isn't the spirit of competition the first?"

Bamboo nodded and closed the lid.

"Tomorrow will be a very difficult battle?" Milan asked.

Bamboo nodded: "The winning rate is less than 30%."

——Unless he doesn't make a move.

But his definition of something like "frustration" has always been different, and Milan also knows this: "Have you finished your job as a teaching assistant?"

"finished."

"So don't worry about the rest."

"But theoretically, as a member of the class, I should feel sorry for that," Bamboo said.

"Okay, Bamboo, you forgot to count our things before. Many of them are small probabilities, but what is the final result?"

"you're right."

Only the next day, the small probability event did not happen.

Cade lost to Amelia 7:10.

The last one to fall was Huo Yuesan, Binge's mecha.

She destroyed the opponent's two mechas by herself, and almost won the title of "Firepower King" in this field.But Amelia is strong, she changed her formation in time, covered the other mechs, and used the formation to seize the high ground...

In short, the whole army was wiped out, the door was unlucky, and there was a downturn outside the field.

The next game will be invincible, which will be their last leg.

Even if you win, you still have to look at the head count to determine whether you have a chance to continue fighting.

Whenever such a moment of luck comes, Professor Black's face continues to resemble his surname.

"Milan, we need a mascot."

"Okay. For the collective sense of honor?"

"Yes, you agree?"

"agree?"

"Yes."

"...You looked at me for so long, but you actually mean..." Milan pointed to himself.

"Milan, you are the luckiest person I have ever met." Bamboo said boldly.

"Oh, Bumble..."