Why is the waste prince like that?

When the microphone turned to Lancer, he was still immersed in the beautiful friendship of the girl, and he was not at all prepared to face fatal questions.

"Lance Phagea, do you know anything about the controversy surrounding yourself?"

Lancer was startled, and thought that it should be Nabos, but he still smiled and said, "Well, no one really thinks that I can communicate with animals, right?"

"My little sister stopped watching Princess Nature when she was six, it's just a coincidence."

The questioner on the opposite side seemed to be stunned for a moment before asking: "Uh, we all know this. I mean, can you tell me about that mysterious lover?"

There was not much enthusiasm at the beginning, but as the Lancer team gradually approached the favorites to win the championship, the private life of the whole team was paid attention to.

Lancer, who was coaxing his little lover in the live broadcast before, was the first to bear the brunt, because his voice was gentle and pleasant, and his tone was so doting, and someone specially intercepted his audio for coaxing him to sleep.

The smile on Lancer's face froze.

"I'm sorry, but I already explained it in the game, the other party is just my...friend."

Oh, just that so-called "explanation" full of loopholes.

The reporter showed a tacit smile: "Oh, so that's the case, then can you explain your relationship with Miss Da and Miss Ai Zhu?"

Now Lancer was really at a loss, and obviously felt a burning gaze from behind: "Sorry, I don't understand what you mean?"

The reporter saw that he really didn't seem to know at all, so he explained it carefully.

It turns out that now, except for most of the audience who only love himself or his little lover, there are still a considerable number of audience who believe his explanation, but they don’t care about his obvious foolishness, thinking that he has some ideas about Ai Zhu, and the first A Da Congyuan who notices his disappearance and immediately catches up with the school of fish must have something special to him.

Very typical trouble-seeking thinking.

Lanser suddenly felt that the gaze on the back of his head became even hotter. He really didn't want to turn against his good brother on the first day after leaving the arena, so he hurriedly explained: "No, no, the two ladies don't mean that to me. Me too, we don't meet each other's mate selection criteria, all of our players have a pure, natural, loving relationship with each other."

With a mysterious smile still on his face, the reporter withdrew the microphone.

—Understood, facing female teammates, we are pure and natural

—Facing the mysterious lover, we are just...friends

—I’m being sarcastic on purpose, you have petite blue eyes

— Great, there is hope for green eyes

- Brown rises, what's so great about blue eyes

—It is obviously more natural and fluent when explaining team friendship, who knows?

—I don’t understand, what kind of wild man, Lan Mingming coaxes me to sleep in my ear every night

—To be honest, he speaks really well, and I feel like I have slept well these days

—Really, it is recommended to change careers and become an anchor

——I really like when he asked me if I was sleepy, it seemed as if I was held in his arms, and I felt that the unhappiness in my whole body was purified

—I really want to fall in love with him, the hair looks so soft

— But that guy should be that one, right?

—So Lan should be that one, right?

— Let me tell you what I dare not say, Lan, my wife in destiny

Lancer answered a few more questions about fish, but couldn't stand it anymore, so he sat back in his seat silently, next to Ai Zhu who was sitting conservatively and had red cheeks.

Da Congshi was not in a good mood, he simply answered a few questions and then signaled to stop, showing the temper of the young master that he had not shown in the competition, and returned to his position, which happened to be between Da Congyuan and Ai Zhu.

—Is it lacking in morality? Even a little teammate friendship is interpreted so wretchedly

—Warning with a fist as big as a sandbag, knock down the round head of the rumor

—The latter question has a higher level, congratulations

Apart from the championship team, several awards were also set up. Lancer listened calmly. They didn't have such a bold idea to win by sacrificing the mech master.

The first is the best output, oh, it was awarded to Nabos, but fortunately, it is far away from us.

Alright, the best conductor is the one from the Nubian team, tsk, he thinks that little conductor from Nabos is actually a bit capable, what a pity.

At this moment Da Congshi lightly nudged him with his elbow, leaned over and bet him fifty stars: "I bet fifty is you."

The last scene made Lancer lose his temper, and he shook his head helplessly: "Why? Just because I was caught by a fish?"

Da Congshi laughed sullenly.

So when the camera moved to Lancer, everyone couldn't help interpreting his smile as sincere congratulations from the team members.

The dean of the command department briefly interpreted his plans and dazzling arrangements, praised a few words such as broad knowledge, and then talked about his shortcomings, such as foresight, lack of active fighting spirit, etc., and finally patted He handed the meteor-shaped trophy to him, and paused, as if he wanted to show that he was still trendy in his old age.

"It's the first time I've seen a student with such a natural affinity. Haha, even a fish in the water would want to compete with our school for students. Faurecia students have a promising future."

Lancer's heart beat violently for a while when receiving the award, but when he returned to his seat, he was calm and calm.

What can be done, now everyone knows that he is the commander who was robbed by the fish.

He decided not to spend the holidays at school.

I can't afford to lose that face.

Next, Da Congyuan got the best assist, Ai Zhu nervously got the best defense, they took Mengluo's best mech division, and collectively got the best popularity. They didn't plan to stay any longer, and after receiving the award, they were ready to leave to visit Meng Luo.

In the corridor, they were chatting about how Meng Luo would celebrate after being discharged from the hospital, when a burst of hurried footsteps sounded from behind.

As soon as they turned their heads, Da Congshi immediately wanted to cover his sister's eyes.

That can only be communicated by Lancer who has no hatred and no grudges: "What's the matter, classmate Nabos?"

The defiant young master would never pay attention to the greetings of the son of a poor nobleman, but at this time he just hummed softly as a response.

His eyes were all glued to the other person, his tone was so proud, but his expression was uneasy and aggrieved: "What are you going to do? Do you really like this person surnamed Da?"

Lancer clearly felt the shock of Da Congyuan's body.

The ex-rival in love fell in love with his own brother, which is really exciting.

Nabos has a good appearance and has natural silver hair. Compared with his usual words at this time, he can be said to be humble: "Those people are really not sent by me. They are sick and think they can please me. I really didn't do anything."

"You really didn't do anything. You never felt that there was a problem with you. As long as you want, everything will come to you automatically. As long as you are self-righteous and pour your self-righteous liking on it, it doesn't matter what others do. You have to bear it. If you are happy, just coax a few words, and if you are not happy, just throw it away. When you are unhappy, you will not fight back or scold you. You don’t care where she is from and why she appears here, you don’t care if she is treated as a The delivery is the same as the goods, and it is regarded as a gold digger or a lover's plaything. You don't care about the burnt scars on her arms, or the hair she has been plucked out, because you are the only protagonist in the world, and everyone else is an irrelevant npc." Ai There was no expression on Zhu's face at all. She used to think that she would feel relieved when she said these words, but in fact she didn't feel any at all now. "And you do nothing, you don't have to do anything."

Oh, maybe a little bit, that's what she was thinking.

I look cold now, will I look like Miss Da?

Apparently it was also the first time that Nabos saw his once gentle and sweet girlfriend reprimanded him so coldly. He couldn't refute him. He was silent for a while, and finally asked: "Then what do you want me to do before you come back to me?" ?”

He is still unwilling to apologize for what he did.

Always treat it like a toy. When you are angry and sad, the parts are broken. What is the difference between money and power?

Ai Zhu turned her back to him, and said in his usual contemptuous tone: "Why should I go back to a defeated general?"

What happened to the blue eyes?

What happened to the blue eyes?

What happened to the blue eyes?

Okay, you Xingwang people are really good at it. For our Highness, this is "Will the melting glaciers of the Nadoli Sea be more beautiful than the blue eyes of the stars", and for Lancer, it is "What's so great about blue eyes".

What about this and that, what is hugging in your arms, what is coaxing to sleep and falling in love, oh these young people.

I can really think about it, even better than our prince.

Narista frowned secretly. The high-intensity surfing in recent days has given him a lot of hot words.

Violation of imperial law, copy it away.

Olyasim glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, seeing his resentful expression, he couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

Since that night, he didn't know what happened to His Highness, and somehow he stopped watching the live broadcast, even if it was a background sound, he only watched it occasionally during the break after busy work.

Since His Highness became an adult, it was the first time he saw His Highness like a child rewarding his work with a new toy.

Eager and restrained.

Then, Narista, who was still relatively leisurely recently, was assigned a new task. Now he watched the live broadcast on the light screen every day to prevent any bad rhythm from affecting the game.

Reporting every day, only at this time, he can occasionally hear His Highness's laughter.

He is getting older, and he takes everything lightly, but he only looks at the grown-up crown prince, even if he is no longer that soft little child, he is always worried.

I really want Mr. Lancer to see His Royal Highness like this.

When they were young and raised this child with fear and fear, they never thought that one day he would become so close to an ordinary young man who was worried about gains and losses and clumsy in courtship.

No one ever taught him, forgive him for being clumsy, don't be too mean to him, take a good look at his heart, try to accept his heart, try to depend on him, try to love him, try to cuddle with him.

Because falling in love is a very simple thing.

In the evening, Samir called him into the study, and he remembered that before Oli's wife passed away, they were clearly a loving couple.

"Gu...I think...but now, it's too inappropriate."

That's not what your eyes say.

"You seem to owe a promise?"

The blue eyes lit up instantly, but the crown prince hesitated for a moment, and murmured in a low voice with uncertainty: "Promise...what does he want? What do I have?"

"Compared with rewards, maybe at this time, what Mr. Lancer needs more is a hug full of joy?"

Oli lowered his eyes, because His Highness could not see the smile in his eyes, his tone was so natural with regret, and his words seemed to be sincerely praising something: "At this moment, Mr. Da must have hugged his two children, Ai Zhu must have I fell into the arms of my mother, Meng Luo Dahua worked hard, and now I should also be kissed by my girlfriend..."

He didn't know which word touched the crown prince's faltering heart. He grabbed his coat and hat, stumbled a bit but managed to say: "I... uh, let's go out, the matter is postponed to tonight."

left.

Narista asked about the report outside the door, and followed a few steps, only to get a no, and turned his questioning eyes to the butler who was closing the door of the study with a confused face.

"tonight…"

"It's tomorrow."

"But…"

Hehe, young man, you still have to learn.

Olyasim smiled, and lightly brushed the hem of his clothes under his questioning gaze.

Even if the First Military Academy was razed to the ground tonight, he would never believe that His Highness would go back home to sleep.