Vol 4 Chapter 517: Turns out to be Detroit: Become Human

Yes, Lord is a campus bully. Lu Zhengkang
It was another day when I was a girl. There was no wave in my heart. The hidden conditions of alchemy were still not found, and I doubt that even if the alchemy is truly unlocked, it will not solve the problem. This allowed me to relax my mind. In fact, there is nothing wrong with being a girl.
The days in the High School of National Arts are very busy. There are no classes on Saturdays and Sundays off. It is much better than in Yonghang No. 1 Middle School. There are no weekend holidays there.
The morning is a cultural class, and special students have to learn knowledge. If you don’t learn knowledge, it’s stupid. Of course, the requirements are not high. The scholar here is a younger brother in Yonghang No. 1 Middle School.
Since classmate Su Xiangli was skeptical of my personal dignity, we each chose a rental house outside the school, which can be used to live temporarily when we exchange bodies to avoid some embarrassing situations.
The price of renting a house in Zhenjiang District is not expensive, and the conditions are quite good, catching up with my own standard. The standard is almost one bedroom, one living room, one bathroom, and another study room and kitchen.
The evening self-study in the National Art Attached High School is sometimes later than the Yonghang No. 1 High School. It is not mandatory by the teacher, but the students themselves like to practice for a while. Often the lights in the teaching building are still on in the middle of the night. Some are studying culture classes, and some Exercise skills.
Today is October 8, the first day of school after the end of the National Day. The National Arts Attached High School really took a seven-day holiday without any discount. I was forced to change it this morning, and I did not enjoy the comfort of such a long holiday.
When I got up, Su Xiangli was living in a rental house, and there were fewer and fewer accommodations, and I don't know why. After washing, drink a cup of milk, eat an omelette, go downstairs, buy eight steamed buns in a drawer, and enjoy the early morning sunshine. At the end of the street, the reddish morning sun is under the shade of long iron-gray clouds. Dyed into the East Great Thousand World a piece of gold.
Good day, good hope.
My good mood lasted until I met those idiots in the class.
Young people always love to play with individuality, and there are few individuality youths in Pugori, so they get together in art school. Su Xiangli's class is Grade 1 and 6 with 34 students, 13 boys, and 11 non-mainstream students.
I usually go to culture classes in the same class, and when I practice in the afternoon, I go to each major. It takes only five hours to meet each other a day, but that time is enough to bother me.
Little boys are the most detestable and annoying. Facts have proved that every age has a trendy culture that makes people headache. I have experienced the punk culture of the 1980s in my previous life. It originated in the West and was introduced to China. Niesheng killed Matt in large numbers.
Cultural rebellion is called punk, which represents the spirit of resistance, just like the great grandfather Lu Xuefeng.
The uncultured rebellion is called Killing Matt, which represents follow suit and blindness, just like this pile of waste in front of me.
Electronic tattoo stickers, fluorescent vest, mechanical exoskeleton, black death eyeshadow, back of the head mask, electric shock finger tiger in the pocket, these boys, if not for the robot patrol, would definitely cause school violence.
Of course, that was something I was worried about when school just started. I was very afraid that Su Su would be entangled by these idiots who didn't learn well, so I took the time to beat them up to 100 million tons. Since then, they have all come to their senses.
The early self-study hadn't started, the classmates had arrived, the bad boys were sitting on the desks, chatting and laughing, making hearty voices.
Before I entered the classroom, I knocked on the door.
Everyone turned to look at me, and I just smiled. No one spoke, and suddenly the needle fell in the classroom.
"Big sister!" The bad boys stopped making noises, jumped off the seats one after another, and gathered in front of me wincingly.
"I haven't seen you for seven days, do you miss me?" I think the most important thing in dealing with people is kindness, so I always smile.
Eleven rebellious boys took a step back in unison.
I frowned, they immediately took a step forward honestly.
"Hand over everything." I fumbled the paper bag containing the small steamed buns in the morning from my bag, unfolded it, and handed it to the guy in Paitou. He fumbled for his pocket and stuffed all kinds of sharp objects and harmful toys into the bag. They didn’t buy these things, they assembled them themselves. All of them have special skills. There is a little kid nicknamed Liuchun who can even make simple mechanical armor. In order to dismantle his robot toys, I also specially spent my understanding. I learned a course [Junior Machinery Manufacturing].
The paper bag for the xiaolongbao quickly filled up, and only then did it reach the fifth kid. He looked embarrassed and didn't dare to look at me.
"Forget it, go to the trash can and pour things out."
I waved and walked to the last row of seats in the classroom. This is a comfortable chair with backrest. I adjusted the height of the back of the chair and plan to take a nap during the morning study time.
Only then did several familiar girls in the class let out depressed cheers: "Su Xiang is back, really amazing!"
"Do little darlings miss me?"
"I want to kill you!" The girls are young and beautiful, full of vitality, and they make people like them. It's a pity that we already have a master.
I comforted the chirping birds~EbookFREE.me~ I was about to go to Zhougong, and C ball came over, "Big sister, we have new discoveries."
Ball C is also a member of the bad boys. The original name is Chang Shengying. He is a piano player. He has a full face. He was originally a very blessed face. Unfortunately, a pair of triangular eyes made him look like a smiling tiger, coupled with short hedgehog hair. He is a restless social idler.
This kid is rather silly, and he didn't give in after a long fight, but he was greedy, which was easy to handle. Leave him in the classroom during lunch, and he was scared when he was hungry. In addition, Ball C has a lively personality, loves to be lively, likes gossip, loyal, is a gay, temporarily single, in fact, very popular.
"what?"
"Isn't it a popular machinery hobby club on the Internet recently. During the National Day, Luk Fook joined an amateur robotics association called AI Pure Love Club." When Ball C spoke, the corners of his mouth rose from time to time. This is his personal habit. When the corner of the mouth is in love, there is a dimple on the left face, which is obvious.
When I heard this name, I wanted to bend it, "AI Pure Love? Will this thing be irregular?"
"That's not true, but there are a lot of illegal videos in this club."
I was furious, "Is there such a thing? Be sure to give me the whole one too!"
Ball C looked embarrassed, "Sister, don't get me wrong, it's not that kind of violation."
"That's the kind of violation! What do you say and don't say, chirps hesitating, and then decimating my appetite, your lunch will become my fist!"
"Uh, it's actually a matter of the U.S. Federal side. Minors and citizens below the fourth level of social credit are not allowed to watch relevant news."
"What happened to the other side?"
"Detroit in the United States is occupied by bionics."
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