Why is the waste prince like that?

Located on the busiest street in Dixing, in a bustling interstellar nuclear brain experience store, there is a long queue in front of a temporary sales counter. The queue has been folded several times in the store. outside.

A handsome young man with short black hair was carrying a shopping bag, and was at the front of the line, hanging his head and flicking the old brain on his wrist, which was obviously close to being eliminated.

Today is the release date of the latest version of Interstellar Intellectual Brain 612. There are only [-] units in the first release, [-] units are sold online, and [-] units are sold offline. One ID is limited to one purchase.Although the smart brain is only a tool for surfing the Internet and communicating with most people, for some high-tech enthusiasts with money and leisure and a few so-called upper-class people who show off their dignity by showing off, they are the first to get the latest model. Intellectual brain is undoubtedly a good talking point that can show financial power and power by the way.

Logically speaking, the grabbing of goods in the interstellar era should not be such a messy crowd, relying on inefficient human flesh to queue up to buy, and the experience store should also be used for customer experience, but it is a pity that this year's interstellar core The founder seemed to have some problems in his mind again. He claimed that he wanted to intuitively show the user stickiness of interstellar nuclear terror to the public, so he decided to follow the example of one of the origins of the ancient earth's brain—one of the manufacturers of mobile phones was named after a fruit. The brand (it is said that you have to queue up from midnight to grab their latest mobile phone), part of the offline smart brain sales in Dixing.

He is worthy of being the founder of the Interstellar Core. Since he interpreted the symbol of the Interstellar Core: a vase-like thing that is tightened up and down and rounded in the middle, with beautiful and smooth lines, as an apple core, the public has fully recognized his head. Know.

The interstellar nuclear experience store opened at 10:[-] in the morning, and Lancer set off early. Although it was not very high in the queue, it should not be a big problem to grab one of the [-] units in total.

Fortunately, it was opened in the central area of ​​Emperor Star, where a falling meteorite could kill three rich men and one official. The guards were tight, and civilians were not allowed to freely enter and leave. Therefore, most of the people who competed with him were servants of various houses and the like.

At this time, he was negotiating with his cousin Angelina, the ultimate owner of the latest 612 brain, on his old brain.

The 15 units that were first released last night were sold out almost immediately after they were released. The hot seller Angelina found online was a liar, and she easily sold them with a modified shopping screenshot and the so-called star network delay. Defrauded this not very smart noble girl of [-] star coins.

15 star coins, that is almost two years of Lancer's living expenses.

But it's no wonder that the 612 Smart Brain on the Internet has already fetched a high price of 70 star coins.

Before the cheated Angelina could get angry, she immediately found him behind her uncle's and aunt's back, and hired him with [-] star coins to queue up for her offline.

Angelina: Got it? ! !Why is it so slow, Flora's arrived this morning, please brother Lancer, I will die if I don't have 612 before three o'clock in the afternoon! ! !

It was afternoon tea time for noble girls, which originated from the Western culture of the ancient earth.It is said to be a tea party for emotional connection, but it is actually an intimate stage for spreading upper-class gossip and girls showing off.

If there is no 612, if there is no 612.

"Close your eyes, calm your mind, and empty your mind."

Angelina sat cross-legged in the meditation classroom, staring intently at Flora's wrist. Flora deliberately rolled up the sleeves of her shirt to reveal that enviable silver-white brain.

Angelina can't calm down at all. If there is no 612, she will be completely reduced to a foil for other people this afternoon. When these bitches talk about 612, do you want her to stand aside and laugh like a maid?

They will not ignore your slightest embarrassment, they will absolutely, absolutely re-examine you from head to toe with meaningful eyes, and then say a false sentence: "It's so sad, Angelina, you can't be the first It's time to feel the most advanced technology, but is your dad really unwilling to give you more pocket money? You know, as we are, it takes too much to spend. I bought a lot in the past few months What about fashion?"

There are not a few girls who think like her. At least since Flora walked into the classroom this morning, Angelina saw several female classmates rushing to the bathroom empty-handed.

She wasn't the only one who couldn't calm down at this moment.

The meditation class teacher wrapped in a white robe closed his eyes, as if he had completely entered the meditation world.

Angelina quietly turned on her brain and woke up her cousin Lancer.

If it wasn't for the fact that the pocket money given by the family was really limited, and she was cheated out of it by that scammer, and none of the maids around her could be trusted, she would never have gone to find this so-called cousin.

As an aristocrat, cousin Lanser lived a humbler life than ordinary people. Although he and Angelina lived under the same roof of a mansion, he lived in a room that was even worse than that of a servant.

Because of the fault of his dead parents, he didn't get even a trace of inheritance, and he was always treated harshly.

Angelina heard her parents complain to herself more than once: "If it wasn't for the big brother making that kind of mistake...how could he have fallen...stained...abandoned by the power."

She also thought that if her uncle hadn't made a mistake, their family would be many times more beautiful than it is now. However, since she didn't know much about the matter, it was really difficult for her to grit her teeth at this poor cousin with the empathy of her parents.

Cousin Lancer was, to her, infinitely closer to a fateful stranger to whom she was related by blood.

But Angelina's parents obviously didn't think so. They vented almost all their resentment towards the dead brother and sister-in-law on Lancer. In the middle, he is cautious like a transparent person.

By the way, he can't be called a transparent person, after all, there is still that sharp butler who remembers him, always using various reasons, "Master Lancer, the scenery in the garden is so beautiful, it's just that there are some dead branches and fallen leaves... What a hindrance to the scenery, isn't it?" "Master Lancer is great, you are free...", "Master Lancer..." Although the words were respectful, there was a mocking expression on his face.

It was so frequent that Angelina was annoyed when she heard this naughty voice, but Angelina's parents seemed very satisfied, and this housekeeper, who was mean to Lancer, flattered her like a dog, she couldn't fault her at all. error.

Forget it, she also has her own little troubles, so she shouldn't care too much about other people's affairs.

But last night was different.

Angelina's maids are all small bitches who like to inform, she can't trust them at all, and it's impossible for her parents to give her such a large sum of money just because she wants to keep her afternoon tea safe.Angelina had no choice but to put on a coat after smashing a pillow last night, and quietly knocked on the door of a small utility room.

As soon as the handsome young man opened the door, he saw the anxious Angelina who was obviously taken aback. Before he could ask, Angelina squeezed into the room.

"Close the door!" It would be over if Mom and Dad found out she was looking for Lancer in the middle of the night.

Lancer closed the door without knowing why, and turned to look at Angelina, this cousin with a somewhat spoiled personality.

When he was alone, he often thought that it would be great if he could have a younger sister, and he would do his best to take care of her, but look at his own environment, even if he had a younger sister, how could he let her suffer.

But Angelina is also very cute, even if his uncles and aunts don't like him, the young Angelina will occasionally stop him.

"Hey, can you play with me for a while?"

The boy knelt down and told her in a gentle tone.

"I'm not hello, I'm your cousin, and my name is Lancer."

The little red-haired girl widened her green eyes, looked at his face carefully, and then stroked his face and the hair at the temples with her warm little hands.

"You are so beautiful, are you my Bora doll?"

"Will you marry Cher Doll?"

Lancer laughed helplessly, picked up the chattering little girl, and went to look after her maid.

But when Lancer found the anxious and frightened maid, she snatched Angelina, looked at him with vigilant eyes, and said coldly: "Thank you, Master Lancer, if you have nothing else to do Please go back, Miss Angelina is going to take a nap."

Then his aunt came to knock him in the name of thanking him before going to bed.

Afterwards he never saw Angelina alone again.

Until that night, listening to the cousin crying to him with a full face of grievance.

"That liar, scoundrel, will die a miserable death. Without 612 tomorrow, I will die miserably. Can you help me?"

I don't know why, although Lancer is no different from a strange man to her, she always has the feeling that he will never refuse her request.

The idea that the other party will take care of him somehow occupied his brain.

Sure enough, Lancer only hesitated for a moment, then said softly.

"Okay, Angelina, what can I do for you?"

"Tomorrow, uh...can you help me line up for the offline team at Interstellar Core." Angelina sobbed, lowered her head and said in a low voice.

Let a nobleman condescend to queue up with his servants.For nobles, Angelina couldn't think of anything more humiliating than this, but she really had no choice.

Unexpectedly, there was a very straightforward answer from above his head.

"No problem, stop crying Angelina, I will help you tomorrow."

Anyway, for him, the reputation of the nobility is completely meaningless.

Angelina looked up at Lancer in disbelief, a tear was still hanging on her curled lower eyelashes.

Lancer's slightly worried and shy face came into view.

This cousin is really beautiful.

Angelina was even jealous of his complexion for a while, why even in gray clothes, his face was always full of melancholy, his thick black hair, fair skin, eyelashes like butterfly wings, gentle and clear eyes Eyes, straight nose bridge, thin pink lips, are they still shining?

Even... even has a gentle, tender and pitiful feeling.

It's like the stubborn white flower concubine in "The Overbearing Prince's Runaway Concubine".

Ah Angelina are you crazy is this something to describe a man? !

Next, the cousins ​​apparently had nothing to talk about.

Angelina wrapped her coat and sniffed, saying goodbye to Lancer.

Before saying good night to each other, Angelina saw a very old brain hanging from Lancer's wrist holding the door.

There is also a sticker of a blue flower on it.

Angelina recognized with little effort that it was the intellectual brain that she had weeded out when she was nine years old.

She sniffed again and spoke suddenly.

"What do you think of fifty thousand star coins?"

"what?"

Lancer was taken aback.

"I said, how about [-] star coins for your employment fee? I only have these."

Just looking at his appearance, it looks like he has never thought about the employment fee.

Angelina lowered her head and spoke quickly in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

"You should save a little more money."

"I know that my parents are usually very harsh on you. I apologize to you on their behalf. I'm sorry. They are my parents after all. I'm also cowardly and selfish. I can't resist them. I can only take care of myself. If you don't want to be hurt again If you bully me, save more money and leave this house, although I don't have much pocket money, I will try my best to help you."

Lancer slipped his tongue for a moment, and it took him a long time to find his own voice.

He lowered his eyes and smiled, staring at the top of the girl's hair with indescribably soft eyes.

"Thank you, Angelina, and good night."

He was silent for too long, and Angelina had lowered her head and was about to slip back like a little mouse.

Just as he was about to close the door gently, there was a low sound from the girl whose back was facing him.

"Good night, Brother Lancer."