Blame him for being too pretty

Obviously, Song Yuhe didn't understand the "substitute literature", and said suspiciously: "Why do you think so, you are you, he is him, how can you replace him?"

57 snorted and laughed: "You better be."

Song Yuhe didn't understand why 57 was so angry, even to a bionic person.

But 57 is used to being irritable, and Song Yuhe is no stranger to it.

Song Yuhe had almost rested, saw that his right hand was still useless, and wanted to take him back to the research institute to repair his hand.

There are a lot of things piled up in the mechanical competition waiting for Song Guanxing to deal with, but he only wants to have a good relationship with his younger brother who has finally treated him coldly, so he frantically handed everything over to Empress Sheng Lin and followed Song Yuhe directly Dian Dian ran away.

Sheng Lin: "..."

After Song Guanxing finished his explanation, he didn't even look at Shenglin's reaction. He ran extremely fast, and he had to catch up with Song Yuhe quickly, otherwise he wondered if Bo Qiao's grandson would add fuel to the matter that he didn't prepare a celebration gift for the boy. Divide.

But unexpectedly, Song Yuhe obviously left the mechanical center building first, but now he couldn't get out at all.

—He was stopped by a group of producers and reporters.

Even though Bo Qiao was exuding the air-conditioning that strangers should not enter beside Song Yuhe, the heads of those bionic machinery manufacturers still rushed directly in front of Song Yuhe recklessly, almost slapping him in the face, and all of them were talking in a hurry .

"Song, students Song, may I ask if your bionic data is for sale? I can bid..."

"Mr. Song! Our company's bid is ten times higher than that of all other companies. I hope you can consider it!"

"We only want to buy the code of the self-awareness of this bionic person, not the source code!"

"..."

Song Yuhe was taken aback by this big scene, and unconsciously stepped back, his face full of panic.

Those reporters were more like sharks that had seen blood, and they wished they could carry Song Yuhe away. Miniature cameras and unmanned cameras were flying around above Song Yuhe's head, making noise like flies.

"Song Yuhe, may I ask if the bionic human with self-awareness you created will be used to sell the data to a bionic machinery manufacturing company for profit?"

"When you were making this bionic man, did you imagine a situation where the bionic man regards humans as enemies?"

"If the androids really rioted in the follow-up, will you be responsible for it?"

Song Yuhe was so frightened that he couldn't understand what they were saying more and more, and he said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhdos" and didn't know how to answer at all.

Bo Qiao coldly grabbed his hand and dragged him behind her, looking at the crazy crowd with no expression on her face.

"No comment, the mechanical competition is over, your interview is not authorized by the official, I have the right to ask you to leave."

Bo Qiao was so powerful that he forced the few people who had almost squeezed onto Song Yuhe's body to take half a step back involuntarily.

Several reporters looked at each other in blank dismay. They were all reporters from big companies. If they were forcibly expelled by the officials of the Mechanical Competition, their careers would have a dark history.

They were restricted, but those in charge of the machinery who were invited to watch didn't accept Bo Qiao's tricks at all, they were still vying for the price, Song Yuhe didn't even say that he wanted to sell them, and they were already blushing and neck thick.

Song Yuhe tightly grasped Bo Qiao's arm, hesitantly didn't know what to do.

He watched Song Yuhe from the side, and saw that he was full of embarrassment, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to make a move when a sarcasm suddenly came from the side.

"Hey, are you all crowded here to buy special cabbage?" Song Guanxing walked over casually, sweeping the envious leaders one by one with a smile that was not a smile.

Bo Qiao seldom shows up in public, and few people know that he is the leader of the Pucun Group, but Song Guanxing is different, he can't wait to have his handsome face appear in every corner of the entire galaxy, to show off Everyone knows it.

The people present were all from the bionic machinery industry, and no one knew his name.

Song Guanxing lazily walked in front of Song Yuhe, put his hands on his shoulders, and looked at the crowd with a smile: "Just now you said how much you want to buy my Yuhe's bionic data?"

Everyone: "..."

Song Guan went to that stop, although he didn't say anything serious, but the faces of everyone present were burning hot for a while.

Mrs. Song is not a fool, so it is impossible for such a bionic person who can change the times to miss it.

What price, which company can give more money than Song?

Song Guanxing didn't say anything, and let everyone retreat.

After a while, the crowd dispersed and finally gave way.

Song Guanxing sneakily pushed Bo Qiao's shoulder, forcing Song Yuhe who was holding his arm to let go.

Bo Qiao: "..."

Seeing Song Guanxing smiling courteously next to Song Yuhe, Bo Qiao gave him an angry look.

childish.

Bo Qiao still has class at three o'clock, and he reckons there is enough time, so he wants to take Song Yuhe home to rest, but seeing this posture, Song Guanxing probably won't want Song Yuhe to leave.

"Then I'll go back to class first." Bo Qiao said, "I'll pick you up in the evening."

Song Guanxing was secretly delighted when he heard the words.

Hurry up and walk, the farther you go, the better.

Song Yuhe pulled him back and said, "You don't need to pick it up, the teacher will invite us to dinner tonight, so you and Sister Huacai go to the shop to meet each other."

Bo Qiao said, "Who else?"

"There's no one left." Song Yuhe said, "You, sister Huacai, and me and the teacher."

Speaking of this, Song Yuhe frowned: "I heard that the store is so expensive, the three of us won't bankrupt the teacher, right?"

Bo Qiao couldn't hold back, smiled lightly, and said, "No."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Song Guanxing almost provocatively, and walked away.

Song Guanxing: "..."

Song Guanxing was so jealous, he wanted to have dinner with Song Yuhe but he didn't know how to say it would be more natural.

Song Yuhe didn't notice Song Guanxing's entanglement, and took him back to the research room, expertly found out the parts that the bionic man needed from the dense pile of parts, sat down and concentrated on repairing his hands.

He fiddled with the bionic man's hand expressionlessly, finding what he wanted among a pile of parts without even looking at it, and "clicked" it into it, fitting it perfectly.

Before Song Guanxing could think of how to speak, seeing his rare posture, he was stunned for a while, and approached him to talk: "Yuhe, after repairing your bionic man, what else are you going to do?"

Once Song Yuhe was serious about repairing things, no matter what he was asked, he would obediently answer the truth, and said casually: "Fixed 57, he said he would take me back to Mofenfen."

Song Guanxing's face turned pale, and he quickly said, "Is Mo Fenfen's living...environment very bad? No, there is no need to go back."

Song Yuhe said, "I'm used to it."

Song Guanxing was stabbed in the heart by these simple four words, and the pain made him gasp.

Song Yuhe shook his head and looked at him in doubt: "What's the matter with you? Have a fever?"

"No." Song Guanxing looked at him distressedly, and asked cautiously, "Is there nothing else you want to do?"

For example, find your relatives?

Song Yuhe stopped what he was doing, thought about it seriously, and said, "I want to plant a rose in Mofenfen."

Song Guanxing's heart beat slightly.

Song Yuhe... seems to really want to go back to Mo Fenfen's place full of flying sand and gravel.

He came to the prosperous Fuenli from the empty and remote planet, but he was not attracted and tempted by these foreign objects at all.

His mind was pure to the extreme, and he was busy doing a lot of things during this time, from beginning to end just to fix that bionic man named 57.

Since Song Yuhe was so against 57, maybe...

The reason why he wanted to go back to Mofenfen so much was because of that 57's instigation?

Song Guanxing tried to ask: "Why do you want to go back to Mo Fenfen?"

Sure enough, Song Yuhe said without thinking, "Because 57 said he wants to go back."

Song Guanxing frowned, staring at the bionic wristwatch on his wrist where Song Yuhe couldn't see.

The A0GE57-A1254824 special flow silver stabilizer that Song Yuhe wanted was expedited to be produced by the Nanhuai Star Song headquarters on the second day after Song Guanxing knew his identity, and it will be delivered to Fu Enli next week without any accidents. University.

Song Yuhe had to change his mind about going back to Mo Fenfen as soon as possible.

Song Guanxing was thoughtful.

Song Yuhe quickly repaired his right hand intact, stretched his five fingers into the gap between his new five fingers, and said, "Look around, are you sensitive?"

He gently crossed his fingers with Song Yuhe, and said softly, "Very sensitive."

Song Yuhe withdrew his hand, gave him some Liuyin, and asked, "Do you want to go out to play?"

He shook his head, the mechanical competition was over, and many people outside were staring at the only bionic person with autonomous consciousness, it's better for him to go out as little as possible.

"Then you play in the research room." Song Yuhe thought for a while, and warned, "If you see Mr., don't come out."

He said a little lonely: "Why?"

"Sir, you can't smell flowing silver." Song Yuhe said, "He doesn't like bionics."

Song Guanxing's face turned green again, thinking that his brother couldn't say anything without the surname Bo.

As the younger brother, he felt that he couldn't bear it, coughed dryly, and changed the subject: "Ah, Yuhe, the Star Police Department gave me the news just now, saying that Zhou Xuan has already told everything."

At first, Zhou Xuan refused to explain everything, and only said that he installed a self-explosive device on his bionic man to revenge Song Yuhe, but the people from the Star Police Bureau obtained his bionic number from No. , and the connection between the bionics who blew themselves up before, and finally all pointed to Zhou's bionics production company.

Coupled with the interrogation polygraph and other tools, Zhou Xuan, who was frightened by Song Yuhe to the verge of collapse, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and confessed to everything in a short time.

Song Guanxing sneered in his heart: "Mr. Zhou has already got the news and is trying to find him."

Song Yuhe half-understood, and asked curiously: "But Zhou Xuan told me that his parents didn't care about him because he was sick, so why are they hunting him now?"

The Zhou family won not Zhou Xuan, but the reputation of the Zhou family's bionics and the word of mouth built up over decades.

If Zhou Xuan's private modification of the bionic man implanted with a self-destruct device is exposed, then probably no one in the interstellar world would dare to buy Zhou's bionic man.

That's why they thought they had to find out Zhou Xuan's innocence.

But Song Guanxing didn't want to tell Song Yuhe such dirty words, lest he feel that "family" and "family affection" are such relationships because of entanglement of interests, so he avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "In any case, they are all biological sons, whose parents don't love them? ?”

fish it.

Song Guanxing thought indifferently: "If I don't let Zhou Xuan lose a layer of skin in the Star Police Station, my surname will not be Song."

Song Yuhe let out an "ah" and said, "What will happen when you spin that week?"

Song Guanxing: "He deliberately murdered, although he failed, it is enough for him to sit in prison for decades."

Song Yuhe nodded.

In Song Yuhe's perception, "death" is the most severe punishment, but after thinking about it carefully, the freedom that has been imprisoned for so many years seems really cruel.

He stroked the bionic man on his wrist, satisfied.

Song Guanxing still wanted to stay here to have a heart-to-heart talk with Song Yuhe, but after leaving Baoqiao, another Lu Jing came.

Lu Jing watched high from the auditorium of the mechanical competition. At this time, he rushed to the research institute in a rare excitement, completely ignoring Song Guanxing's death stare, rushed forward and hugged Song Yuhe a few times.

He flushed with excitement: "Yuhe! You are a ghost! He really has a sense of self-consciousness! Compared with you, I am a mediocre!"

Song Yuhe: "..."

There is no need to be so exaggerated.

Lu Jing's body is weak, and he put Song Yuhe down after only two turns. His excitement did not diminish at all, and he pulled Song Yuhe who was dizzy and said, "I heard that you are going to have a celebration with Teacher Qin tonight. Banquet, bring me one!"

Song Yuhe steadied his body, frowned upon hearing this, and saved money for the teacher: "No, that restaurant is too expensive."

Lu Jing laughed loudly: "I will pay my own part!"

Song Yuhe thought for a while, and reluctantly agreed: "Well then, don't order too expensive ones."

Lu Jing was so happy that he jumped up and circled around him several times before finally calming down.

It wasn't until this time that Lu Jing noticed that Song Guanxing was beside him.

"Yo, brother." Lu Jing said, "You are here too."

Song Guanxing: "..."

Song Guanxing took a deep breath, resisting not being as knowledgeable as him, but with some unspeakable purpose, he winked desperately at Lu Jing.

He blinked his eyes into Morse code, conveying "Eat! Take me there too!".

The dinner for Song Yuhe's celebration is obviously someone Song Yuhe trusts. Song Guanxing is still not sure what the good boy's attitude is towards him, so he shouldn't go up directly, lest the goodwill that has finally risen and then dropped.

Lu Jing usually looks very smart, but at the critical moment, he couldn't crack his brother's "password" at all, so he said with a puzzled face, "Brother, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Song Guanxing: "..."

Useless!

Song Yuhe also looked over suspiciously: "Do you have a fever?"

Song Guanxing: "..."

Have a fever.

Song Guanxing began to wonder if his younger brother only knew about fever.

"No." Song Guanxing reluctantly said.

Song Yuhe felt relieved, happily looked around with the trophy, and even "clicked" a photo and sent it to Qin Xian.

Qin Xian was also at the mechanical competition site and was helping to clean up the mess. He was so excited when he saw the news that he was so busy.

[Qin Xian: Good boy, my good boy!The teacher knows that you will definitely get the first place!woo woo woo]

[If you do this again, I will call the police: Nonsense, the teacher doesn't believe that I can get the first place at all. 】

Qin Xian: "..."

I didn't expect him to be a good boy who held a grudge.

Qin Xian replied with a guilty conscience: 【Isn't it okay if the teacher is wrong? Order whatever you want to eat tonight. The teacher treats you! 】

[If you do this again, I will call the police: Thank you teacher, I want to eat cheap. 】

Qin Xian was so touched that he drove past like a small train.

Song Guanxing wandered around Song Yuhe's research room all afternoon, but couldn't find a chance to say that he was going to have a meal. In the end, Song Yuhe was so sleepy that he climbed into bed to rest, and he reluctantly left.

As soon as he left the research institute, the frowning Song Guanxing immediately showed his true colors, slapped Lu Jing on the forehead, and said bitterly, "What do I want you for?!"

Lu Jing: "..."

Lu Jing was beaten for no reason. He covered his forehead and chased after him: "Brother? Brother, what's wrong with you? How did you find Xiao Zhi? Instead, your temper is getting worse and worse."

Song Guanxing said impatiently, "Get out!"

Lu Jing looked at Song Guanxing's lawsuit, thought for a while and suddenly realized, and said strangely, "If you want to have dinner with Xiaozhi, just say so. Why are you so entangled?"

Song Guanxing didn't hide his thoughts, and looked at him coldly: "You have realized it now, why did you go so early?"

"It's easy to do." Lu Jing gave him an idea, "Anyway, you already know where Xiao Zhi is going to eat, so just go and meet him by chance?"

Song Guanxing stopped walking: "That's right."

He was always worried that Song Yuhe would hate him if he offered to go to Cengfan, but he wouldn't have any scruples if this kind of thing happened by chance.

Anyway, with Song Yuhe's emotional intelligence, it's impossible to tell whether he did it on purpose or just by chance.

Song Guanxing made a quick decision and ran to the mechanical center building.

After working all afternoon, Sheng Lin finally finished the follow-up of the mechanical competition. He was taking off his makeup in the lounge, his face somber as if he would stab someone with a knife at any time.

The hands of the staff who removed his make-up were shaking, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Song Guanxing pushed the door open and came in: "Sheng Yingdi! Do you still want to film tonight?!"

Sheng Lin was holding an eyebrow pencil and playing with it casually, when he heard Song Guanxing's beating voice, he smiled coldly and broke the eyebrow pencil abruptly.

Click.

The staff finally took off his make-up and hurriedly slipped away, fearing that the furious Sheng Yingdi would harm Chi Yu.

Sheng Lin without makeup is still handsome, but a little gentler than when she put on makeup, without that compelling glamour, he said coldly: "Shooting, there is a scene where an oppressed social animal assassinates the boss, and there is no need to prepare blood. "

Song Guanxing: "..."

Song Guanxing said strangely: "You came to Fu'enli to shoot a scene about the love between teachers and students in the youth campus, why are you still dancing?"

Sheng Lin put the broken eyebrow pencil on the table with a snap, and looked at him indifferently.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong." Song Guanxing was reluctant to let the cash cow get angry, and comforted him, "For the sake of my brother saving you, don't be angry, can't I treat you to a big meal tonight?"

Sheng Lin frowned: "Your brother?"

Song Guanxing didn't hide it from him: "Well, Song Yuhe, my younger brother."

"But isn't your brother's name Song Liuzhi?" Sheng Lin looked at him suspiciously, "And you and Song Yuhe are not like biological brothers?"

Hearing this, Song Guanxing couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily, "How are we not alike?"

"It doesn't look like anywhere." Sheng Lin said, "Song Yuhe is so cute and good-looking, how could he be the younger brother of a bastard like you?"

Song Guanxing: "..."

Sheng Lin scolded the boss in front of the boss, his courage is commendable.

At this moment, Song Guanxing's alarm bell rang again.

Sheng Lin was not surprised by Ma Baonan's behavior of calling the newsletter every four hours, turned his head and continued to work on his own, and signaled Song Guanxing to "Ma Bao" first.

For Song Guanxing in the past ten years, this alarm bell was simply a painful reminder, tearing open his bloody wounds every now and then, making him in agony.

But since he found Song Yuhe, Song Guanxing no longer rejected the alarm, and even looked forward to it.

He hummed a song, turned on the communication, and called Beauty Rose.

"Mom, have you eaten yet?"

Xiang Jiu laughed and said, "It's going to be late at night here."

Song Guanxing said with a smile: "Well, I asked Xiao Zhi to have dinner with me tonight, and I don't know if he can get used to the cuisine of Ninth Line. Oh, I plan to take him to the botanical garden to see roses in a few days."

Xiang Jiu seemed startled by his words, and it took him a long time to say in confusion, "But isn't Xiao Zhi gone?"

Song Guanxing took a breath, knowing that Xiang Jiu was a little delirious again, he was very patient, and said softly: "You forgot, Xiao Zhi is still in college in Fu'enli, didn't I send you a video a few days ago ?”

Xiang Jiu murmured, "Really?"

Song Guanxing didn't dare to provoke her.

Some time ago, he casually mentioned that he wanted to take Xiao Zhi back to Nanhuai Star. Xiang Jiu, who was still thinking that Xiao Zhi was still alive, suddenly became ill and screamed, "How can Xiao Zhi come back? Xiao Zhi won't come back" , almost collapsed and collapsed.

Song Guanxing could only make the part of her that was still awake and even accept the fact that Song Liuzhi was still alive, and wait until she was mentally stable, and he could take this opportunity to complete Song Yuhe's operation.

Song Guanxing sent Xiang Jiu the video of Song Yuhe sitting on the ground watching roses when he was in the video with Bo Qiao, and said softly, "Look, this is Xiaozhi."

Xiang Jiu stared blankly at the child sitting with his back to her, and murmured after a long time, "Yes, this is my little Zhi, does his foot still hurt?"

Song Guanxing's eyes were slightly red: "Tomorrow I will take him for surgery."

Xiang Jiu: "That's good."

She stretched out her slender fingers to slowly touch the holographic projection, and her fingertips passed through the illusory image, causing her to shrink back in shock.

Xiang Jiu vaguely knew that she was still awake, but when she saw this photo, she couldn't tell whether she was in a dream or reality.

Song Guanxing hung up the communication. Although his eyes were red, he walked up to Sheng Lin in a good mood, put his arms around his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Sheng Da Yingdi, they saved you, so you don't even have to say thank you." Speak."

Sheng Lin brushed his hand away expressionlessly, and said coldly, "What do you want to make of me?"

Song Guanxing smiled like a fox: "Hey hey."

***

At seven o'clock in the evening, Qin Xian took Song Yuhe and Lu Jing to drive to Fusl Street, and arrived at the store that Song Guanxing said.

Originally, the store was full of reservations, but Qin Xian, with the mentality of trying, actually made a reservation, and the boss didn't know what was wrong, so he gave him a [-]% discount coupon.

Bo Qiao and Bo Huacai had arrived first, and they were chatting.

It was a chat, but it was Bo Huacai unilaterally complaining to his brother about how straight Qin Xian was. He wore an elegant and dignified dress to show off his temperament, but the words he said were "that bastard", "that scumbag", "so mad I'm old."

Bo Qiao was not surprised, drank the water slowly, and added a few words from time to time, but it was just a perfunctory "Oh yes".

Don't look at Bo Huacai who is swearing so much now, but when Qin Xian arrives, the two of them will definitely have to scatter dog food again.

Bo Qiao didn't understand. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the two were in love with each other, but why didn't they confess to being together?

Picture what?

Is there an ambiguous period between you and me before the relationship is confirmed?

Bo Qiao took a glance inadvertently, and found that Song Yuhe and Qin Xian were being led towards this side by the waiter.

Song Yuhe is a popular figure in today's mechanical competition. Even if he didn't show up, his profile photos were almost taken out on Xinghe. He had to wear a mask and a little yellow hat on his head. He looked like he was following his parents. Children who come to play.

Bo Qiao beckoned to them, indicating here.

Song Yuhe was overjoyed when he saw him, and was about to run over, but was stopped by someone on the way.

The little yellow hat was a bit big, Song Yuhe stretched out his hand and poked the curly edge up, looked up to see clearly who was blocking him.

Sheng Lin had a smile on his face, not like the sneer he pretended to face the bastard boss on weekdays, nor the sham smile at business, but a gentle smile from the heart.

"What a coincidence, we met here." Sheng Lin said.

Song Yuhe noticed that all the guests were looking towards them, and nodded uncomfortably: "Hello."

Sheng Lin tried his best not to appear too offensive, and tentatively said, "Your bionic man saved me once today, I don't know how to thank you, I just met here..."

When he said the word "just in time", he stared coldly at Song Guanxing who pretended to be "what a coincidence", before he said the rest of the sentence.

"... If you don't mind, let's have a meal together."