Become a Two-dimensional hero

Mozart lay on the bed with his legs crossed, looked at the ceiling, and sighed: "There is no Qin Tian!"

The robot flew up from under the bed, and a miniature projector protruded from the disc, projecting Qin Tian's image on the ceiling.

Mozart looked at the robot with satisfaction, and stroked the dog's head, no, it was the... machine shell of the robot who called itself "hero system"?

Mozart: "I now believe that you are not a ten-dollar robot vacuum."

The green light above the robot's head flashed continuously, and it made a pleasant "beep" sound: "Then can you sign a contract with me?"

Mozart: "Contract? What the hell? You're talking about the old bustard who tricked women from good families into signing contracts."

Robot: "After signing the contract, you will not be able to abandon me or betray me until time separates us."

Mozart: "..." How does this sound like a wedding vow, Mozart quickly refused: "No, no, I'm not interested in you in this regard."

The robot suddenly turned on a yellow light, as if to show that what he said was serious: "Mozart, my mission is to save the world, the enemy is coming, that kind of creature is called 'source', he comes from another time and space, The purpose is to destroy human civilization, human technology in this time and space cannot resist, so I came here, and you, will become the hero who defeats 'source' and saves the world."

Mozart rolled his eyes: "The world will be fine 20 years later, it's not my turn to worry about it. Besides, there are many heroes, such as Qin Tian." Speaking of Qin Tian, ​​Mozart began to sigh again. I can't wear it a few days later, it's only a few days away, damn it!

The robot light bulb went out, but it still dutifully cast Qin Tian's projection on the ceiling.

The next day, Mozart got up to wash, stared at himself in the mirror: "Who is this?"

Robot: "It's you."

The person in the mirror is completely different from Mozart. Although he is handsome, he is not himself at all!

Mozart looked down at the robot on the ground: "Fart, when did I look like this! Tell me, is it your fault!"

The robot's yellow and green lights flashed alternately: "You don't belong to this time and space, so I made a little disguise for you, and I also forged an ID for you, called Mo Youyu."

Mozart: "So... what a ghost! Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Robot: "You didn't ask."

Mozart: "..." There are reasons and evidences that cannot be refuted.

Mozart limped downstairs, if he knew this, why bother!If I went to the hospital, my injury would heal in less than half an hour, but now I have stopped talking, so I can only endure it.

Mo Jun made breakfast, greeted Mo Er and Mozart for dinner, and drove out by himself.

Mozart: "Why is your brother going?"

Mo Er: "He sent a letter of study to Carmen, the music master of Jupiter. There is no post office in our town, so he went to the next city to wait for a reply."

Mozart: "...why do you still use the mail in what age?"

Mo Eryi spread his hands: "Because that Carmen is a freak, he said that learning classical music and living style should be more classical. If you want him to be a teacher, you can only write to him."

Mozart commented: "Take off your pants and fart."

Mo Er nodded approvingly, and his affection for Mozart increased greatly.

It's summer vacation now, Mo Er doesn't have to go to school, he stays at home with Mozart, two idlers, doing nothing.

Mozart limped to the side of the road and squatted.After watching the peregrine falcon together yesterday, Mo Er introduced Mozart as his confidant, and moved a small bench to sit with Mozart.

Mozart looked at the billboard of the opposite restaurant boredly: "Today is August 3220, 8 in the star calendar. Zhang Keyi, one of the five standing members of the Interstellar Federation, will visit various remote planets..."

The sun was shining warmly on his body, and Mo Er next to him was playing with a toy peregrine falcon, it was very quiet, and the streets of small towns did not have as much suspended traffic as Capital Star. Occasionally, pedestrians passing by in twos and threes, Mozart’s bored eyelids began to fight, Holding his face with his hands, his head nodded, drowsy.

Half asleep and half awake, Mozart saw Qin Tian, ​​and Mozart couldn't help showing a smirk.

etc!Mozart suddenly woke up, I seemed to really see Qin Tian!

Mozart stared at the backs of the retreating soldiers, moved his shoulder and stabbed Mo Er.

Mo Er didn't understand why he looked up.

Mozart: "Who are those soldiers?"

Mo Er followed Mozart's line of sight: "Oh, they are students of the military academy. This is the military academy's summer military training. They patrol around the town every day. Just wait, they will return soon."

Mozart waited silently on the spot. After half an hour, the group of soldiers appeared from the other side of the street again. Mozart looked forward to it, getting closer and closer.

It really is him!Qin Tian!There is really no place to find after breaking through the iron shoes, and there is another village!Mozart was so excited that he wanted to turn around in circles, but reason prevented him from doing so. He must make a good impression in front of his idol!

He stared at Qin Tian, ​​the leader of the team, with what he thought was reserved but hot eyes, and his head was still turning with the march of the team.

After repeating this three times, Qin Tian, ​​the leader of the team, noticed it even if he didn't want to.

The classmates behind Qin Tian talked a lot, "Captain, that kid by the side of the road has been staring at you!"

Qin Tian said solemnly: "Citizens are looking at the demeanor of the soldiers, don't look around when you pass by there!"

However, it was of no use. The fourth time Mozart passed by, it was still like a pendulum that had been set, swinging with Qin Tian.

The classmates behind Qin Tian looked at Mozart out of the corner of their eyes and whispered.Qin Tian stopped suddenly, and the people behind were all focused on Mozart, and bumped into Qin Tian head-on, and it was a series of car accidents, from the head of the line to the end of the line.

The last person held his forehead and complained: "Why did you stop all of a sudden!"

The previous one replied: "Don't you walk without looking at the road?"

"Blame me!"

Qin Tian shouted coldly: "Stand still!"

The scene of the car accident instantly returned to the neat and orderly queue, and the young military students stood up straight with their hands on the seam of their trousers.Mozart silently praised Qin Tian, ​​he is indeed a male god!

He squatted on the side of the road with his hands in his hands and looked at Qin Tian. The appearance of the 18-year-old Qin Tian was not much different from the 38-year-old Qin Tian, ​​but his temperament was completely different. of jade.Qin Tian in front of Mozart was like a sharp sword just out of its sheath, he could almost feel the young man's aura head-on, and this aura seemed to be getting closer.

Mozart suddenly woke up from his lost brother state, it was really getting closer, Qin Tian was walking towards him!

Mozart's heart was beating like a drum, and his thoughts were racing. How is his image today?

Under Mozart's nervous gaze, Qin Tian walked up to Mozart, and said the first sentence: "Hello."

Mozart stammered: "You you you... good."

Qin Tian: "What's the matter with you?"

Mozart: "No no no... yes."

Qin Tian: "Then can I invite you to sit in the sun elsewhere? You have affected our military training."

Mozart: "...huh?"

Qin Tian repeated it patiently.

Mozart was still in a daze, as if Qin Tian didn't speak the interstellar lingua franca.Mo Er couldn't stand it anymore, and leaned over to Mozart's ear to translate: "He told you to go!"

Mozart covered his aching ears: "..."

Mozart couldn't believe it, and covered his chest with the other hand, as if a wife who had been abused by her husband, with sad accusations in her eyes.

Qin Tian was puzzled: "..."

Mo Er hated that iron cannot be made into steel, and said to Qin Tian: "I'm sorry, my brother is sick." Then he picked up the small bench with one hand and pulled Mozart with the other, turned around and left.The sweeping robot, which was used as a butt pad by Mozart, also consciously followed.

Mozart hopped on one foot and followed Mo Er, looking back at Qin Tian reluctantly.However, Qin Tian had already turned around and did not receive this sticky gaze.

That night, Mozart and Mo Er watched today's Peregrine Falcon together in front of the projection, and then went upstairs and lay down in the room alone.

Mozart was very annoyed: "You said that I behaved so stupidly today, would the male god really think I was sick?"

The robot flew in front of Mozart silently, and the indicator lights flashed in various colors one by one, as if searching for information, and suddenly the three light bulbs turned green together, as if they had got the result, and he made a cold mechanical voice: "According to the search of human expression Behavioral analysis, calculating the changes in Qin Tian's expression today, and reaching a conclusion, there is a 90.00% possibility that he thinks you are sick."

Mozart held a trace of luck: "What about one percent?"

"He's sick."

Mozart immediately denied: "Impossible!"

The robot concludes: "So you're sick."

Mozart: "..."

The next day, after making breakfast as usual, Mo Jun bid farewell to Mozart and Mo Er, and drove to the next town to wait for the letter.

After a night of deliberation, Mozart, with the help of the robot-sweeping robot version of the dog-headed military division, formulated a set of combat plans to get close to the male god and clear himself of the suspicion of illness.

Mozart stared at Mo Er closely, and Mo Er didn't know why.

Mozart pressed his hands on Mo Er's shoulders, and said earnestly, "I have something to do with you..."

Mo Er flatly refused: "No!"

Mozart: "...I haven't said what I'm doing!"

Mo Er took out a new toy of the peregrine falcon, and while concentrating on posing for the peregrine falcon, he replied perfunctorily: "It's not good to see your expression."

Mozart: "..." The beating tone was exactly like that of my uncle!Is everyone surnamed Mo like this!

He completely forgot that his surname was also Mo.

Mozart took a deep breath and told himself that Mo Er was indispensable for the plan, and he smirked again: "Help me~"

Mo Er shook his goosebumps, concentrated on playing with toys and simply ignored Mozart.

Mozart was furious, exhausted his patience, grabbed Mozart's second-hand toy, and threatened, "Help me!"

Mo Er reluctantly succumbed to the evil force Mozart.