"Idiot! Idiot! Get up, idiot! Get up quickly, idiot! I am the Tarzan next door, grab the vine of love and listen to me~~oh~~oh~~~"
The noisy alarm sounded from the body of the mechanical dog on the bedside table.
Whoosh!
Bang!
The next moment, a pillow flew over the bed, hitting the receiving dog directly and knocking it to the ground.
"It's so noisy!" Then Weslin sat up from the bed in a daze, rolled over and got out of bed, opened the door stiffly like a zombie, and went straight to the bathroom opposite.
At this time, the sound of my mother preparing breakfast was heard in the living room.
Sun Houhou deceived Weslin last time, but he didn't expect that he actually made Weslin and his mother get back together.
Although on the surface the two of them have accepted each other's ideas again, it seems that there is still a gap between the two men that has not dissipated.
It's just that as a parent, if you can tolerate your children, you will try to be tolerant. What's more, Weslin has already achieved some results in fighting robot competition, and Lucy Liu also knows that international competitions are very important to Weslin and even domestic fighting robots.
It is a very important matter for everyone, so I temporarily agree with his idea.
Of course, this is just before something more serious happens.
If Weslin tried to block the opponent's fighting robot weapon like last time and almost became disabled, then Lucy Liu would never stand idly by.
She will use all means to stop Weslin's dream again.
"Mom! Where are my socks?" Weslin shouted loudly as he put his pants on his legs.
Lucy Liu held the frying spoon in her hand and chewed a cigarette in her mouth as she said, "You keep your own things randomly, and you have the nerve to ask me?"
"I just can't find it!"
Soon, Weslin found his long-lost sock under the sofa in the living room and hurriedly put it on his feet.
After Weslin returned to his home, the living environment here finally returned to what it was before.
Before, Lucy Liu was alone, so she was too lazy to clean up. In addition, card friends came to the house to play cards every day, so it became increasingly messy as time went by.
But now that my son is back, my mother must set an example no matter how lazy she is, right?
"I'm leaving first! Make up classes today! Come back later!" Weslin said, picked up a piece of bread from the table, bit it in his mouth and ran outside!
"Hey! The food will be ready soon! Why are you in a hurry!"
"You'll be late if you don't go out!"
While talking, Weslin had already rushed to the yard, jumped on the electric motorcycle and headed straight to the street outside.
Lucy Liu bit her cigarette and glanced at the door, helplessly, and said: "What did this kid learn during his time with Monkey Sun? Speaking of Monkey Sun, I haven't settled the score with him yet!"
Five minutes later, Weslin drove Ran Xiaolei to the road leading to School Road.
Recently, Weslin's mood at school has been very different from before.
When he was in school in the past, he felt that every day was a torment, but now it is different. Because the international competition is approaching, he feels happy every day.
Even if his test scores are zero in every subject, he will not feel sad!
There is less than a month left, but Weslin wants to speed up the time and reach the day of the international competition soon!
At the thought of going to Italy to participate in the competition, Weslin was so excited that he even got a little carried away!
"Xiao Lei, do you think I should buy a few more sets of new clothes? Oh, by the way, I also need a translation software, otherwise it will be very troublesome to understand the language there! Uh, I need to buy a few more packets of hot pot base ingredients.
, I'm afraid I won't be able to get used to the food over there!" Weslin said while looking at the motorcycle.
Ran Xiaolei sat in the back and reached out to knock on Weslin's helmet, "You lose the game! You're not going sightseeing, why are you thinking so much?"
"Hey! It's your first time going abroad in your life. Are you nervous?"
In the blink of an eye, Wei Silin and Ran Xiaolei arrived at the school, almost entering the school gate at the last minute.
Perhaps because the final exam is approaching, there is a tense atmosphere in the school.
Of course, except for Weslin and his group.
Not only that, because he was going to participate in an international competition, the school even listed this matter as a key publicity target.
Students from my own school have broken through many domestic teams and gone to play competitions abroad. This is a typical example in students' spare time life.
If it weren't for the fact that not everyone can play fighting robots, the school would even want to set up a fighting robot club.
In the past month or two, as those fighting robot variety shows have become increasingly popular, this competitive sport has become more and more familiar.
Although no one knows how to play, they can tell some models of fighting robots and star players from time to time.
Therefore, the members of Dragon God Team have now become famous figures in the school.
The school even proposed to allocate funds to take some outstanding students to Italy to watch the game.
You know, this may be a major event that brings glory to the country.
Of course, the fact that Dragon God Team is so popular naturally makes some people feel unhappy.
Everyone has jealousy, and one person cannot be liked by everyone.
However, during the time when Weslin was away, another force slowly took shape in the school and became a being that the students were afraid of.
At six o'clock in the evening, in the alley near the back gate of the school.
Two male classmates were blocked deep in the alley by five or six boys wearing the same school uniform, and there were two or three social youths in casual clothes beside them.
I saw the two male classmates with bruises on their faces, sitting on the ground looking at the boys in front of them in panic.
"Do you also want to play fighting robots? What's so fun about this thing?" A boy with black hair squatted on the ground and picked up the remote control next to one of the trapped boys.
"What are you doing? This is the remote control I just bought! I haven't used it yet!" the boy said in panic.
The inch-haired boy smiled coldly, "You don't even own a fighting robot, but you bought a remote control first. Don't you think you're stupid?"
Snap!
After saying that, he put the remote control on the ground, then raised his foot high and crushed it to pieces!
"No!!" The male classmate looked at his remote control with a sad look on his face and felt that his heart was also broken.
The black-haired boy picked up his collar and said with a flash of light in his eyes: "Don't think this thing is suitable for you. Don't follow the example of those idiots in school! If I see you again next time
You guys are playing fighting robots, I’m not just going to destroy your remote control!"