Mecha S*ave Contract

Yuan Xi looked at Luo Xiaolou with a calm face for a while, and finally stretched out his arms to let Luo Xiaolou support him, and put most of his weight on Luo Xiaolou. Because the original was too tall, the two struggled to move to the side of the bed.

When Yuan Xi sat on the bed, Luo Xiaolou brought a big towel to the wet Yuan Xi, asked him to dry his body, and then looked at his injury. There was a lot of purple on Yuan's waist. The most serious was the severe redness and swelling of the knees. There were also some traces of bruising in other places, but it was much lighter than the two.

No wonder he has been soaking in the bath, it may be because he can't get up temporarily. Luo Xiaolou couldn't help but muttered: "My God, you don't say that the injury is so serious? Don't move, I'll get the medicine box."

Yuan Xi stared at Luo Xiaolou fiercely, and said impatiently: "Whoever uses you to make troubles, I can handle it myself."

Luo Xiaolou looked at Yuan Xi’s legs speechlessly. If he could handle it by himself, what would he do for a long time...

"Just wait, I'll be right back." Luo Xiaolou walked outside, wondering, how did this guy suffer such a serious injury? The only time they separated was when Yuanxi entered the Guwu Training Hall. Could it be that Yuanxi worked with others?

Turning out the medicine chest, Luo Xiaolou deliberately found the square instrument that robot A1 gave him last time. Later, Luo Xiaolou bought it by himself. The price was not cheap. Luo Xiaolou hesitated for a long time, but later it was mail-ordered back because of its powerful function.

"Well, as expected, you get what you pay for. Such a serious injury will heal immediately." Luo Xiaolou sighed, gently rubbing the original knee, and at the same time glanced at the original, and found him Except that his face is still ugly, there is no sign of pain.

"Hey! Can you stop being so obscure, when will you touch it!" The silent person suddenly shouted.

Luo Xiaolou was taken aback, and finally realized that Yuan Xi's body was stiff because of his fingers, so he quickly put his hand back. But, but what does this color have to do? !

Why is this guy so awkward after being injured...

Luo Xiaolou handed the instrument in his hand to Yuan Xi, pointed to his waist, and said calmly: "Then you can handle other places by yourself. The rest should be easy to handle."

Yuanxi didn't answer, he tried to move his legs, and found that after healed, his tight body finally relaxed.

Yuan Xi raised his eyes and looked at Luo Xiaolou. After a while, he turned to the beginning with a low hum, and said embarrassingly: "I'm not used to having other people around when I was injured."

"Oh." Luo Xiaolou nodded, but he roared wildly in his heart. You are explaining, right? Is it possible that people will change suddenly after being injured...

"Well, in that case, I'll go out first, and the bathroom needs to be cleaned—" Luo Xiaolou found an excuse to leave, joking, if Yuanxian noticed his own current abnormality, he would definitely be ashamed and murderous.

"Who let you leave?" Yuan Xi grabbed Luo Xiaolou who was planning to leave, pointed to the bruise on his body, and said naturally: "These, and these, have all been dealt with."

"Aren't you uncomfortable?" Luo Xiaolou couldn't help reminding him, "And, you just said that you didn't like me touching you."

"Oh, now I am used to it." Yuan Xi said very positively.

Luo Xiaolou had another idea of ​​killing him and then smashing himself to death. In fact, he found a lot of troubles by himself! Yuanxi was right, he should leave Yuanxi in the bathroom and ignore him!

Yuan Xi completely relaxed, lying on the bed casually, Chong Luo Xiaolou said in a soft tone: "Come on, you treat the wound first, and then give me a massage. I had a fight with that person today. It was so comfortable. ."

Luo Xiaolou looked at this shameless guy in disbelief at the same place, and finally surrendered under the innocent and persistent eyes of Yuan Xie, and it seemed that he was not ready to let go without finishing Yuan Xie. He still wanted to make time at night. Preview the new textbook.

After a few minutes, the instrument has cured the original wounds, at least on the surface there is absolutely no problem. Yuan Xi frowned and said that there were some injuries inside, and it would take a few days to fully recover.

Then Luo Xiaolou began to massage Yuanxi. He didn't know if it was because of injury or overwork. Yuanxi's body had been relaxed as much as possible, but the muscles under his hands could still feel stiff.

Luo Xiaolou used to learn two-hand massage, so the technique was good, and he hummed comfortably.

Luo Xiaolou couldn't help asking, "Who did you fight with?"

Yuanyuan's half-squinted eyes suddenly brightened, and he was obviously excited, "It's the president of the Guwuguan, um, he is very strong."

"Did you lose?" Luo Xiaolou asked casually.

"How is it possible, I have never lost."

"It's not much better to be beaten like this, right?"

"Do you want to be beaten?"

"..."

The original skin was very white, with thin muscles under his hands, full of strength and beauty. Compared with Luo Xiaolou, it was completely different. Is this the difference between a perfect gene and a low-level gene?

Luo Xiaolou's gaze moved involuntarily over Yuan Xi's body, from his slender legs to his fair chest, and then-met Yuan Xi silently looking at him. There was no irony, no anger, no order, and more like a certain Kind of something gentle and deep that I have never seen before.

For a moment, Luo Xiaolou almost forgot to look away. The lights are so bright today that he actually had an illusion...

Yuan Xi first turned his face away, turned over and lay on the bed, whispering: "Hey, can you use a little bit of energy? Come up, you just step on it."

After half an hour, Luo Xiaolou finally returned to his bedroom dazedly. Maybe he had read it wrong. How could the original fellow blush.

After Luo Xiaolou went back, he went directly to the virtual Internet and rushed to listen to Teacher Song's class. He also consulted the problems encountered in the first-level parts materials that he had read a few days ago. Teacher Song was also very pleased to see that the materials he sent out were so valued by Luo Xiaolou.

In the materials compiled by Mr. Song, there are 600 types of first-level parts, and the materials of each part are very detailed, from processing to material, production method, principle, performance, etc.

After Luo Xiaolou went back and opened it that day, he knew how precious these materials were. Although his dream is a mecha warrior, he initially studied parts only for working and surviving, but now, Luo Xiaolou himself can't tell why. He likes these things, and looking at these materials, he can imagine the scenes of those parts flipping between his fingers.

Moreover, since yesterday's mecha professional test, Luo Xiaolou had a thought in his heart, or said that he would be laughed at. Maybe some people would say that he was crazy, but he didn't care. His physical stamina can be improved through continuous training, and Gene Luo Xiaolou can't change it. But, why can only people with higher genes be able to drive mechas?

Since there is no one, then he will make a mecha that he can drive!

Therefore, Luo Xiaolou's enthusiasm for learning is very high. So far, he has mastered 55 first-level parts. But it was only a theoretical mastery, and he couldn't touch the actual things, which made him very regretful.

Luo Xiaolou sighed. Even if he goes to work, he can't really touch all the parts. The processing branch where he works is only responsible for dozens of first-level parts and dozens of second-level parts.

So, how can I access all the first-level parts? With such a question, Luo Xiaolou slowly fell asleep.

The next day, the electronic alarm clock woke up Luo Xiaolou on time.

When Luo Xiaolou prepared breakfast, the original door opened in time.

Both of them are in the same school uniform today. Luo Xiaolou wore a dark green school uniform from the Mecha Manufacturing Department, and the original dark blue school uniform. Yuan Xi looked at Luo Xiaolou a few times longer than usual, and said something in a low voice. Luo Xiaolou did not hear clearly. It shouldn't be a sarcasm. If it is, Yuan Xi usually speaks loudly.

After breakfast, Yuan Xi still drove to school. Along the way, Yuan Xi did not squint. Probably he has made up his mind to forget about the injury yesterday and what happened afterwards. Luo Xiaolou didn't want to mention it, wishing to forget that he would massage.

After arriving at the parking lot, Yuan Xi told Luo Xiaolou to meet at noon in front of the information building between the Mecha Department and Mecha Manufacturing Department, and the two went to their respective classes.

The classes in the various departments of San Miro College are all ten classes, the middle class two to nine are normal classes, one class is mostly top students, and the tenth class is mostly based on relationships or money. Therefore, at San Miro College, Class 1 and Class 10 are equally famous, one is admirable, and the other is notorious.

Luo Xiaolou's results at the time were terrible. If Mrs. Luo hadn't used the relationship, he would not have the qualifications to enter this school. So of course, was assigned to ten classes.

Luo Xiaolou's seat was in the front. He was a fat boy next to him. When he saw Luo Xiaolou, he immediately introduced himself enthusiastically: "Hello, classmates, I am Tian Li, you can also call me Fatty. More advice in the future. ."

Luo Xiaolou smiled. Seeing Fatty's expression, he clearly knew him, but he didn't look at him with strange eyes, and he felt a little good in his heart, so he said, "Hello, I am Luo Xiaolou."

Like the mecha department, there are not many girls in the mecha manufacturing department, and Tian Li has very big opinions on this.

The two chatted a few more words. As a round ball on the desk rang out, a middle-aged man walked into the classroom, and the students calmed down.

"Hello classmates, in the future, I will be the head teacher Carlo who will lead you. Everyone knows what our tenth class means for the whole school, but this does not mean that we can give up hard work and hope. No matter how you come to this school , But I hope you will go out upright. The graduation rate of our class has always been the lowest, but I hope you can break this situation and let others mention our class 10 when we let us mention our own class. , Is full of pride and pride. The teacher from Class 10 will work hard with you."

Teacher Carlo's words fell for a while, and the whole class burst into enthusiastic applause.

Carlo smiled slightly and continued: "Next, let me introduce the Department of Mecha Manufacturing. As everyone knows, our professional students do not have to worry about employment problems. Every year, some companies and families will come here to select new people. Maybe this After the next mid-term exam, someone will start investing for you. So, everyone."

"Moreover, I would like to mention here that our first-year freshman, Yang Ke, has already been booked by the famous PDG family. That is to say, his future experimental research will be paid by the PDG family in full. "Following Carlo's words, a student's figure appeared on the screen behind him.

Luo Xiaolou's mouth twitched, and Yang Ke was exactly the good-looking boy he met yesterday.

Afterwards, Teacher Carlo praised Yang Ke from the first class and asked everyone to learn from him. Finally, inform everyone that there will be a welcome party in three days.

Luo Xiaolou looked at his communication device. It was already noon, and he began to pack his things, ready to find the past.

At this time, Tian Li next to him suddenly said, "Hey, I don't know who it is. I just came in and I was taken care of by the seniors, so lucky."

Luo Xiaolou cleaned up and looked out, and as expected, a senior student in a white military uniform was looking inside the door of their tenth class.

"Luo Xiaolou, wait a minute, I will treat you at noon today—" Before Tian Li finished speaking, someone at the door shouted, "Luo Xiaolou, a senior is looking for you!"

Tian Li opened his mouth wide, and Luo Xiaolou was also taken aback. He hurriedly greeted Tian Li and walked out.

The senior boy at the door, dressed in a white conductor costume, looked handsome. But Luo Xiaolou was absolutely sure that he had never seen this person. Thinking of this, Luo Xiaolou felt a little in his heart, wouldn't he be an acquaintance of the former owner of the body?

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaolou's smile was a little unnatural.

The senior student looked at Luo Xiaolou with a smile, and said, "You are Luo Xiaolou. I'm speaking for others. The president of the student council, Luo Shaojun, is looking for you."