Can't stop the medicine

It was evening, and the drowsy sunset lazily passed through the glass and scattered all over the ground.

Aircraft of various shapes passed by the window sill lightly like flying catkins, and the gray shadows also sneaked into the house one by one and then left quietly.

Bai Ri's snow-white fur squatting on the window sill was gorgeously baked into a warm color, his sharp nails were fastened on the solid synthetic stone, Bai Ri raised his tail and stretched his long waist.

Ren Qing, who was occupying the entire bed, turned over, and her glistening halazi followed the corner of her mouth to the sheet, soaking a round puddle.

Grabbing a few soft sheets with his little hands, the little guy, who was still immersed in his sweet sleep, murmured, "Maomao..."

Bai Ri's pointed ears trembled, and he walked catwalks towards the window sill that was farther away from Ren Qing.

Suddenly there was a muffled 'bang', and the door hit the wall like a bullet.

But Bai Ri's cat's face was calm as if nothing had happened. He lowered his head and licked the soft and pink pads of his paws, kicked his hind legs lightly, and landed on the desk lightly like a feather.

The murderous Ren Xiaoyao strode into the door, and Qing Yue who followed him calmly installed the door panel that was kicked by Ren Xiaoyao back.

Kicking Ren Qing's toy duck on the ground into a flying duck, Ren Xiaoyao wandered around twice like a cat chasing its own tail, pinching his waist, and finally sank into the mattress like a deflated ball.

As soon as the lips touched, swear words came out of Ren Xiaoyao's mouth like a torrent of water.

Qingyue calmly took out three sets of earplugs, one big, one small, and one cat—one for each person to plug their ears.

After a while, he scolded Lian Ren Xiaoyao himself at the end of his words, so he stopped.

Sitting up, he grabbed the water bottle and poured a few sips of water, Ren Xiaoyao poured it on the mattress as if he had no bones: "So..."

Maybe he scolded too hard just now, but now Ren Xiaoyao's voice was as soft as if he hadn't eaten for three days, and he said lazily: "We really can't kill Yan Zhao."

It's no wonder that Ren Xiaoyao was so aggrieved that he scolded his mother. For half a month, Ren Xiaoyao and Qingyue almost tried their best to get close to Yan Zhao's body.

It is no exaggeration to say that until now, neither of them had been able to see Yan Zhaozhen's face clearly.

As the chairman of the Yinlingxing Education Committee, every time Yan Zhao goes out, he is accompanied by ten [-]th-level powerhouses. A chance to take advantage of.

This makes Ren Xiaoyao, who has a certificate (mental/disease certificate) and has always been smooth sailing, feel so embarrassed? !

Niang!

It's too embarrassing for the mental/ill group!

Ren Xiaoyao was so ashamed that he wanted to quit the group.

The dejected Ren Xiaoyao lay paralyzed on the bed like a broken egg, and his posture was exactly the same as that of the little guy who was sleeping soundly on the other bed.

Qingyue, with a straight body, sat at the desk and took out a special single-wire communicator to contact Pale:

R[Note 1]:

12 (P)

H[Note 2]:

2419 (in)

R:

1096251-1869419/212516251421116918698172513526 (Plan [-] failed/Public opinion pressure is OK)

******10 minutes later******

H:

35141025149229317143249159117/〇.242517201725 (According to the information you provided/a few tenths of a percent)

R:

2469 (know)

……

After receiving Pale's reply, Qingyue cleaned the 'tail' according to the method taught him by the other party, and then properly stored the single-wire communicator in the hidden compartment of the storage belt.

Taking Bairi who was close to her side and constantly rubbing her head/rubbing her waist into her arms, Qingyue carefully smoothed a few knotted hairs on Bairi's back, and said: "Prepare for the enrollment in two days. "

Ren Xiaoyao tilted his head to look at Qingyue who was not far away, blinked his eyes a few times in surprise: "What about when Pale can't help it?"

"Well, there is." Qingyue walked to the bedside and sat down with Bairi in his arms, and Qingyue explained: "Yin Lingxing is Yan Zhao's territory, and he has great power here, even if we want to guide public opinion, we can't do it .”

Groping his chin and pondering for a while, Ren Xiaoyao looked at Qingyue solemnly and said, "Then where is our territory?"

According to Ren Xiaoyao's idea:

Yin Lingxing is Yan Zhao's territory, so they have nothing to do with Yan Zhao; if they can get Yan Zhao to their territory, they can become serfs and sing.

Qingyue, who has a deep understanding of Ren Xiaoyao's brain circuit, understood what Ren Xiaoyao meant almost instantly, and then he fell silent.

For a while, Qingyue didn't know whether Ren Xiaoyao was simplifying complicated things, or complicating simple things.For Qingyue's antique head, Ren Xiaoyao's suggestion was beyond his comprehension.

Qingyue licked her lower lip and said slowly, "Have you stopped taking the medicine?"

"It's reducing the amount, it hasn't stopped completely, why don't you do it a little bit?" Ren Xiaoyao replied as a matter of course, with a cute face.

"Oh." Nodding, Qingyue stroked Ren Xiaoyao's head twice like a hundred-day hair: "Let's eat first."

Immediately distracted, Ren Xiaoyao showed an expression of enlightenment, hurriedly took out the small rag that was always inseparable, and wiped the small tea table that was cleaned by the robot to be spotless and crystal clear a dozen times-leaving dry water stains.

From the storage belt, he took out the meals that the two had just packed outside, and placed them neatly on the small coffee table like a queue.

Leaning over to smell the aroma of the food, Ren Xiaoyao, who was exuding enthusiasm all over his body, then affectionately picked up a chopstick of vegetables and stuffed them into his mouth.

Eating must have a sense of ritual!

Ever since D left, Ren Xiaoyao, who realized that the price of food is outrageously high, paid the highest respect to food. He wished he could burn incense, bathe and change clothes before eating to show his piety.

Ren Xiaoyao thought that what he ate was not rice, but amethyst!Every time he chewed, Ren Xiaoyao could clearly hear the jingle of money being lost.

And what's rare is that Qingyue also agrees that eating should be pious.

After all, their current state is that every meal will be missed, and they may run out of ammunition and food someday.

Before D left, he left a lot of supplies for the little ones, but Amethyst was the least in circulation.Due to the 12-year compulsory education, Ren Xiaoyao and Qingyue did not spend much money on schooling.So over the years, three people and one cat have spent most of their money on all kinds of exquisite and high-end food.

According to Pale's accurate statistics, if the two of them have no source of money, it won't be long before they can achieve the achievement of [Sleeping on the streets and begging].

And at the dinner table at this time, Bai Ri was tilting his head and using his paws to eat the bowl of resentful spirits in front of him, Qing Yue elegantly decomposed the whole raw worm meat, Ren Xiaoyao gnawed on the ribs without eating...

Qingyue scanned the food over and over again, and said hesitantly, "It seems... something is missing?"

He looked at Qingyue, at Bairi, and at the food——

He boldly raised his hand and wiped his mouth, Ren Xiaoyao took out a bottle of animal milk and put it next to Qingyue's plate: "Okay! It's quite a lot! Eat it."

Ren Qing, who was drooling in sleep - capitalized miserably!

……

Two days passed quickly, and it was Earth Admissions Day in a blink of an eye.

After telling Bai Ri to take care of Ren Qing every day, Ren Xiaoyao and Qing Yue went out on time under the scowling and contemptuous eyes of the little guy.

"If you don't pass the exam, you can hold back the bird! Womi has cute mustard parents who don't live up to expectations! Listen... (Don't come back if you don't pass the exam. I don't have parents who don't live up to you! Listen...)"

'boom! '

Ren Xiaoyao, who didn't hear anything, slammed the door handsomely, and pinched little Ren Qing's "exhortation" in the crack of the door, leaving only the pitiful half.

"Let's go~"

As he said that, Ren Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, stretched his long arms on Qingyue's shoulders, and took advantage of his height to put the unceremonious half on Qingyue's body.

Leaning at Ren Xiaoyao, Qingyue, who was too lazy to take care of him, opened the electronic map and went to the nearest test location.

The education system of the Twelve-Star Alliance is similar to that of Earth in the 21st century, but it is quite different.

Like the 985 and 211 colleges that were distinguished in the past, there are still differences between the current schools. The most basic division is roughly as follows:

A university is better than a school, a school is better than a college, and a college is better than a school.

In short, if a certain school is called [XXX Academy], no matter how high-end [XXX] is in the first half of this institution, it can’t compare with the college—even if the college is called [Shit College]

This is the reason why the university level crushes people to death.

But no matter it is a school, a college, a school or a university, there are four academic systems of "primary, intermediate, advanced, and post-study", which just correspond to the "primary, middle, high school, and university" of the 21st century.

This time, it is Earth's Mingjian University and Somo University that set the enrollment point on Yinling Planet.

The nearest admission point to the hotel rented by Ren Xiaoyao and the others was No. 018 admission point of Mingjian University, and the two of them arrived there within half an hour on foot.

Looking at the densely packed team in front of them, Ren Xiaoyao and Qingyue stopped in unison.

It was mid-August, and the sun was pouring down without money, and the high-hanging sun unscrupulously vented its anger and heat.Regardless of gender, all the students in line looked like melted butter, with greasy sweat on their cheeks and foreheads.

Like in the novel, handsome men and beautiful women are dripping with sweat, the hotter the hotter, the more moving - it doesn't exist~

The sweat, whose composition is similar to that of urine, is surrounded by the skin and flesh of the people around it, and fermented before it can be evaporated dry, emitting bursts of intriguing smells.

Qingyue, who didn't let herself sweat all over even when she was leading troops to fight, could not help but pinch her nose, and hurriedly took two steps back, hiding half of her body behind Ren Xiaoyao.

The smell of sour sweat is mixed with the smell of perfume, the smell of stinky feet contributed by who knows, and the long-lasting body odor that cannot be cured even in the interstellar era...

Thanks to Ren Xiaoyao's good digestive system, otherwise he would have spit out last night's meal.

Holding Qingyue who was about to hide behind him with one hand, Ren Xiaoyao looked at him with the eyes of "Why are you so unbelievable", and taught him earnestly: "Do you know where this smell comes from?"

Ren Xiaoyao, who didn't want Qingyue to answer at all, explained directly: "The smell is due to molecular movement. Now the temperature is high and the molecular movement is fast, so it is particularly smelly!"

"And molecules penetrate everywhere! There is no difference between you hiding behind me and standing in front of me!"

Looking at Qingyue's cute little eyes, shaking his head, Ren Xiaoyao sighed and said, "You have to do this!"

So, Ren Xiaoyao pressed Qingyue's head into his arms.

There was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was so stunned that he wanted to shake his legs. Ren Xiaoyao hummed: "Take a deep breath~ Brother, isn't it very fragrant~"

Qingyue who was forced to bury her chest: "..."

Note 1: R - revenge

Note 2: H——help

The author has something to say: Note 1: R——revenge

Note 2: H——help

Note 3: The communication between Pale and Qingyue is indeed a kind of password, which can be cracked.