Mecha S*ave Contract

Don't let Old Man Yan be satisfied without having part-time jobs? No, this is far from the only problem that caused Luo Xiaolou's headache. The basic courses are too poor, because I can’t understand the textbooks that I have to learn from junior high school students and high school students every day; I have to listen to Teacher Song’s basic mecha courses every day; there are three more in the storage disk. Hundreds of first-level parts are waiting for him to learn.

Although he was busy with schoolwork at the beginning of school, Luo Xiaolou did not intend to give up continuing to learn first-level parts. It is precisely because of his understanding of these parts that his major is not as painful as the basic courses. Luo Xiaolou had never experienced this kind of incomprehension feeling when he grew up, and he didn't want to experience more.

However, after mastering half of the first-level parts, Luo Xiaolou realized a serious problem that he needed to practice.

No matter how many theories, principles, and even the reaction process are in his mind, even if he remembers it in prison, it does not mean that he can make such a thing. The mecha manufacturing profession itself is a profession with extremely high requirements for practice.

In recent days, the students of the Mecha Department talked about Yang Ke with envy. The high-achieving student selected by the big family now has people paying for the materials he wants to buy. With such strong financial and material support, he will make faster progress than other students in the same grade.

When the students in the Department of Manufacturing tried their best to show that they were looking for supporters, Luo Xiaolou, like all the students in Class 10, did not take any action.

No one will invest in the students in Class 10. Thinking of this, Luo Xiaolou was a little frustrated. Now he has some deposits in his account. He had thought of buying those first-class parts by himself, but the six hundred mecha parts would almost cost all his deposits, and Luo Xiaolou couldn't make up his mind to buy them.

After sighing, he wrote down all the chapters that he didn't understand recently in the electronic book. Luo Xiaolou walked into the information building. The information building was a place for the students of San Miro College to look up materials, which was equivalent to the previous library.

Luo Xiaolou swiped the card at the door and walked inside. His current reading permission is only from the first floor to the third floor. It is a little comforting that he hasn't had to go to the second floor until now.

After entering the public viewing area, Luo Xiaolou chose an unmanned table to sit down, and entered the things he was looking for into the screen in front of him. Without much effort, two information cards with numbers appeared in front of Luo Xiaolou. Click to open, Luo Xiaolou began to read.

In the quiet review room, there were only occasional sounds of people walking gently, and Luo Xiaolou gradually became immersed in the relationship between those formulas and arguments.

After not knowing how long it took, the communicator on Luo Xiaolou's wrist flashed. It was the timed reminder function he set up. It was already time for school. Luo Xiaolou took a look at the information he hadn't read yet.

He frowned, and was about to go to the administrator to apply for copying materials.

In the administrator's office, Luo Xiaolou and the sunny boy with black hair and blue eyes were both startled.

The man froze for a while, and greeted enthusiastically: "Luo Xiaolou? It's rare to meet you here, I am Artes, do you remember?"

Luo Xiaolou remembered this person, but couldn't remember the name, so he didn't say anything for a long time, but he was definitely not ignorant enough to tell the truth. He just smiled: "Of course, we were next to each other during the test, why are you here? ?"

Artes looked at Luo Xiaolou helplessly: "Last time I was inspired by you, I applied to the school for a part-time job, and was sent to the information building. God knows, what I want to go to is the mecha training room."

Luo Xiaolou handed over the electronic book in his hand, and pointed out the information he needed while comforting Artes: "Life here is easy."

"If I can go to the mecha training room, no matter how tired I am, I will be happy too!" Artus emphasized dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, I understand your enthusiasm for mechas, can't you help me copy the information first?" Luo Xiaolou is not very sincere to appease, the mecha guys are so afraid of getting tired, I heard that The training in Department A’s class is very scary, and he is actually willing to face the mecha 24 hours a day.

"No, you don't understand at all. You can gain a lot of insights from the training of Yuanxi, Luo Shaotian, Lingxu and others..." As he said that, Artes finally copied the information that Luo Xiaolou wanted to the electronic book. on.

"Beenason's Theorem, "Mechanics of Materials", "Federal Common Language Grammar", "Mecha Maintenance", except for the last one, Luo Xiaolou, you feel like you haven't graduated from elementary school—" Yate Si laughed.

Luo Xiaolou blushed, "Is the foundation almost so exaggerated?"

"Trust me, it's not at all, your ten students are like this?"

"Well, I don't know, maybe someone is better than me." Luo Xiaolou is not sure, but Tian Li is about the same as him, and he suffers abnormally every time he goes to class.

"Well, in this way, you can ask me if you don't understand it in the future. Anyway, when I was on duty, it was quite boring here." Artes said enthusiastically.

Luo Xiaolou was pleasantly surprised. It was great that someone would be willing to help. He still didn't have the courage to ask Yuan Xi for such a naive question.

"That's OK, thank you so much. Oops, I have to leave beforehand."

"Buddy, please, invite me to dinner someday—hey, there is no need to run so fast." Artes stared at Luo Xiaolou's figure disappearing into the corridor.

Luo Xiaolou didn't hear the last words of Artes, but he did. He definitely has no free time to entertain guests for dinner.

He held the electronic notebook, and quickly clicked on the communicator with one hand: What? Want to eat fish? ! Don't you think you will get tired of eating every day?

"I'm thinking about today's menu, you just have to do it, what do you mean by returning so many?" A quick sentence was sent over there.

Luo Xiaolou choked, wishing to pinch to death the villain who represented the original past in the communication device.

After giving Luo Xiaolou the special card for living expenses, Yuan Xi found that the things in the refrigerator were finally enriched. Secretly proud that Luo Xiaolou was already relying on him to support him, and at the same time he had more and more demands for dinner.

"There are cakes, I haven't bought them for several days." Yuan Xi continued to order.

"Why do you ask me what I mean."

"What's your tone?"

"..."

The two met in the parking lot and looked at each other angrily, and ignored each other. When he arrived at the mall, Luo Xiaolou still didn't bother to talk to the authoritarian Yuan, he hated to push the car door to buy things.

Yuan used to grind his teeth secretly in the car, and if he doesn't make some house rules for Luo Xiaolou, he will go to the house to reveal the tiles! Don't think that if he likes him, he will always indulge and endure him-he doesn't need to be entangled at all. Isn't it right for the slave to like the master?

When Yuanxi began to consider the type and intensity of punishments to be implemented next, he suddenly found that Luo Xiaolou was carrying a large bag of things at the entrance of the mall, helping an old man out, and was stopped by a strong young man. Yuan Xi's brows frowned. What's the situation? Is Luo Xiaolou planning to challenge his endurance again and again, let him wait in his car hungry and then talk to other men?

Yuan Xi quickly found out that it was not the case. The old man sternly scolded the young man. Luo Xiaolou wanted to step forward and block between the two, but he was easily overthrown. Then, a few people got in and out of a car on the side of the road, grabbed the old man and Luo Xiaolou on the ground, and walked into the car.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the few people pressing the old man and Luo Xiaolou were startled and almost fell off the suspended highway.

The moment a few people looked back, the strong wind had already blown their faces, and the man who was holding Luo Xiaolou was punched in the face, and his face was bloodied and he fainted to the ground.

Yuan Xi took a look at Luo Xiaolou, who was in his hand, and finally met Luo Xiaolou, who was obviously unresponsive, and asked with a sullen face, "Are there any injuries?" Damn it! It used to be one thing for him to teach his own slave, but another thing for others to dare to touch his hair!

"No—" Luo Xiaolou's words hadn't settled yet, and Yuan Xi had already been gently pushed back, fell on the car behind him, and then raised his foot to kick the person who was coming again.

Both sides heard the sound of broken bones, and another person fell to the ground. Those men who looked so muscular and sturdy were so vulnerable in front of Yuan Xi that the tall and strong young man in the lead trembled and his face paled. Obviously the message received was that this master appeared in the mall alone, and now one or two came out, and there was also a monster in it!

Although he is so close to the car now, he has no chance to escape, because Yuan used to have already come, and asked coldly: "Let's go, what do you mean by the person who hijacked me?"

Under those cold eyes watching, the tall and strong young man didn't dare to have any thoughts of running away. He just shivered and hesitated, saying what he said, he was not far from death, but if he didn't say it, it seemed that he was not far from death.

"I—I said, we’re here to Master Jie Yan, we absolutely didn’t mean to hurt him, I, I promise—" Gao Zhuang youth said shivering, not because he has no spine, but the person in front of him is too cruel, he It can be seen that it is a question of whether this person can recover from the injury to his subordinates within a year.

"Master Yan..." Yuan Xi narrowed his eyes and turned around to find that Luo Xiaolou was supporting the old man who was completely ignored by him. Since it wasn't the trouble to find Luo Xiaolou, it didn't seem to be his business.

At this moment, the old man said lightly: "Let them go."

Yuan Xi snorted, "Don't let me see you do something to my people, otherwise, I'm happy to talk to you in more detail."

The tall and strong young man shivered suddenly. Hearing that the terrible person was willing to let them go, he immediately pushed the man lying down on the ground back into the car and drove away.

Luo Xiaolou let go of the hand that had been holding the old man’s arm. It’s not that he didn’t want to hold the old man, and the old man stood upright, his eyes flickering. He didn’t look like an old man without the ability to resist. On the contrary, he held the old man’s hand. Shaking, it's really shameless.

"Master Yan," Luo Xiaolou said respectfully. After thinking about it, he didn't know if Master Yan wanted to let him know what happened. He could only say politely: "Where are you going? Shall we send you back?" Yuan Xi wouldn't blame him for borrowing his car for his own sake, Luo Xiaolou thought, and glanced nervously in the direction of Yuan Xian.

Yuan Xi was glaring at him angrily, thinking, very good, not only dared to go to the house, but also dared to make his own way.

Master Yan looked at Luo Xiaolou's timid and shameful appearance for a long time, and snorted, "No, the person who picked me up is here."

Luo Xiaolou looked up, and sure enough, three black cars drove silently into the floating parking lot in front of the mall.

Before leaving, the old man glanced at Luo Xiaolou and said, "Since you are afraid of death, don't rush to the front." After speaking, he was surrounded by those who responded and left.

Luo Xiaolou stared at the car leaving, feeling extremely depressed. He didn't want to be nosy, but being so close made it difficult for him to pretend that he didn't see it.

How exactly is this old man like the original? Why didn't his grandfather and grandson come to recognize each other just now?

Hey, forget it. Fortunately, there is no danger, so I will go home first, and there are still two days before the old man's face looks.

He was so angry that he vomited blood. He looked at the listless Luo Xiaolou in front of him with anger. Luo Xiaolou may not have experienced this before. Now he is still a little frightened, his hands and feet are weak, so he piles up all the things he bought. In the arms of the original past.

Yuan Xi looked at the fresh fish and vegetables he wanted to buy in the bag, but didn't throw it out. As soon as he looked up, he saw Luo Xiaolou not looking at the road, and was tripped over. He hadn't thought about it yet, his hand had already pulled Luo Xiaolou over.

Yuanyuan looked at the pale Luo Xiaolou who was pulled into his arms at a loss, push it out or continue walking? What a troublesome and weak slave, Yuan Xi stared at Luo Xiaolou fiercely, but gently supported him with his arm and walked to the car.

Well, this atmosphere seems a bit unsuitable for punishing him.

Still, let's talk about it later...

On Saturday morning, Luo Xiaolou changed into his spirited clothes and prepared casual clothes for Yuanxian and put it next to the bed. He heard him say that he was going out today, put his breakfast in the thermostat, and went out.

Taking the suspension bus, Luo Xiaolou arrived at the Kane Group before eight o'clock. If he is late, the old man will definitely curse. After swiping his card at the robot at the door, Luo Xiaolou quickly walked towards the elevator.

After waiting for a while, the elevator finally came down from the upper floors, and Luo Xiaolou walked in. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw three people walking outside, hurriedly pressed the button to open the door, and greeted: "Hurry up."

After the greeting was over, Luo Xiaolou discovered that the visitor was actually a student of San Milo College, and he knew each other. One was Yang Ke, the first in their department, a black-haired, blue-eyed teenager. Luo Xiaolou later remembered that this person had sent him to the mall on the first day, and the other was Ling Xu, a celebrity in the mecha department.

The three geniuses of the Mecha Department, Luo Shaotian, were arrogant and indifferent, Ling Xu was elegant, and no matter which one was beautiful, they were inconceivable. Because of this, Luo Xiaolou often suspects that genes and appearance are related.

Ling Xu's skin is fair, his manners are elegant and polite, but his bones are indifferent and alienated. This kind of superior aristocratic temperament is undoubtedly more attractive.

Luo Xiaolou had only seen it a few times in the distance, and he didn't want to provoke such a person.

The original? Originally, in Luo Xiaolou's eyes, it was an ancient fierce beast.

Although Xiaoxiao hadn't revealed enough sharp claws, he was definitely not able to provoke its authority at will. When you are hungry, you will be upset and go crazy. When you are not hungry, you will squint and take a nap, and you will draw out of the site with your tail. No doubt, Luo Xiaolou is unlucky enough to be within his own range.

So I have to clean, prepare clothes for him, cook, have a massage...it gets darker as I think about it.

Having such one is enough for Luo Xiaolou, so he never thought about any intersection with the other two Mecha geniuses, not to mention one of them was the Luo family.

When I met him outside, Luo Xiaolou could also pretend not to know him. But what if he just said hello?