5. Chapter 4 Two or three things that the boy and the flower have to say

Although there are two pseudo-rivals in the class, Carlos's school life is still very relaxed and happy, with the experience of his previous life, he is especially popular in the class, the boys are relatively simple-minded, play basketball together, play games, various activities, as long as you can participate, the better the technique, the more sought after.

And Carlos is currently working hard to brush up on skills, all kinds of sports can accumulate experience, there is time to participate, never absent, there is nothing to say about technology, level 0 sports skills, he was not a sports star in his last life, he can only grow up slowly from an ordinary 12-year-old boy, but as a plug-in body brought by M3, in terms of the plain of the body, it is still much better than that of ordinary young men, and the vernacular is endurance.

As for playing games, someone will be able to play them, as long as the computer is related, whether it is fighting competition or shooting simulation, as long as he joins, the little friends on the same team can experience all kinds of fancy lying to win.

In a bunch of teenagers who love to brag and love to be in the limelight, Carlos is sensible and reliable, and soon stands firm, and his popularity has steadily increased, and the boys at the same level know that the new guy in class 7 is especially able to play and play well.

And when it comes to girls, Carlos is more patient than the average boy, and it is easier to understand them, no matter when, he always thinks that girls should be pampered by nature, excluding those who are particularly good, Carlos maintains tolerance, understanding, and respect for women.

This kind of release of kindness has made many of the sister papers that originally went to his face basically become his girlfriend group, the most obvious of which is the grade flower-American girl.

From a time when helping her solve a small computer problem, Carlos accidentally discovered the little secret of the American girl, perhaps thinking that Carlos could not read Chinese, the girl pointed to the screen showing a certain Chinese woman to the original literature network.

"I'm worried about whether the computer is poisoned, no matter how I refresh it today, I can't get into the subordinate menu. Can you help me? Carlos? ā€

Carlos glanced at the open purchase record, a bunch of articles labeled "pure love", and the feeling that this girl was still rotten. No wonder the favorability rises so quickly.

"Garcia, you are so powerful, you have only taken a Chinese class for a year, you can visit the Chinese website, can you understand it?"

"Oh, my mom loves that Chinese superstar, yes - that."

The American girl made Bruce Lee's classic moves, not to mention, it was very standard, and it was called.

"She has a special yearning for Chinese culture, you can't imagine that we have the Spring Festival every year, eating dumplings, zongzi, buns and sweet balls."

Dumplings are eaten during the Spring Festival, yes, dumplings are Dragon Boat Festival, buns can be eaten at any time, and glutinous rice balls are for the Lantern Festival.

"That's called Tangyuan."

"Yes, soup, balls. Oh, you know, Carlos! ā€

Looking at the surprised American girl, Carlos smiled unkindly. Under the influence of his over-standard appearance, what others see is a handsome ruffian.

"Of course, I have Chinese ancestry. Your computer is not poisoned, this site is very famous, like to smoke. Pumping is used to it. So, you blush when you look at me and Armin every day, is it because you are making up for the relationship between us? ā€

"Oh my God! Oh! I—I'm not...... I'm sorry, please don't be angry. ā€

Rather than being discovered about her little hobby, the American girl seems to feel ashamed that she has violated the pure friendship of others.

"Hey, don't you think there's more passion between Amin and Master Hoffman? Neither of them is used to seeing each other, but every time I tease Amin a little too much, Hoffman will always find me something without a trace, isn't it obvious that my people can only be bullied by me? ā€

Carlos irresponsibly twists the relationship between the two and misleads the American chick who pulls the two together. And the latter lived up to expectations for a few minutes, and then, it dawned on him.

"I see! Don't you say, I haven't found out yet, this setting seems to be very emotional! ā€

At this moment, on the other side, Jacob is making a customized plan of "balancing two rivals, letting them fight each other to consume their strength, and finally reap the benefits of the fisherman" and feel the superiority of his IQ.

Since then, Carlos has completely gotten rid of the quagmire of three Chinese paper competing for favor in front of the goddess, and happily hid on the shore to talk about life and ideals with the goddess.

As for why the goddess always looked at them with a pink face, and then turned back to the little white face with an excited smile and said, the two of them said, what are you talking about? I want to know! It's in a hurry!

――――――――――

Since discovering that painting in the studio, both speed and quality are far beyond other places, Carlos almost ran to the studio when he was free, and the new school has spent half a month, and after the cooking skills were brushed to two levels, he changed to brush logic, because he found that the success rate of the night invasion has a certain relationship with logic, in order to make more money before the World Cup, he also fought hard.

[Ding - Congratulations on completing a brilliant small painting worth $211.] 怑

With the prompt sound of the system, the two expectations of [Draw an excellent picture] and [Draw a picture worth 200] are completed at the same time, and the reward of 500 points will be received. Carefully rolling up the paper, Carlos picked up his bag and prepared to go home. Today, Thursday, the last class was an art elective, and he simply stayed in school after school to brush up on his painting skills.

After 7 o'clock on campus, there are very few people, and there are only a few sports venues that are a little popular, and there is no weight of the schoolbag, Carlos adjusted the position of the bluetooth, and walked to the basketball court, I have to take the changed jersey home to wash it, otherwise I will open the locker the next day, hehe, the smell is too **, I dare not think about it.

Damn, what the hell!

Without the slightest precaution, when he opened the break room, he suddenly found a large mass in the corner, alive, making a strange whining sound. Someone's expression froze, and he only kept groaning in his heart. He silently retreated to the door and turned on the lights in the room.

"Audrey? What happened to you! ā€

It turned out to be an American girl, and I saw her lying on her side on the bench, her legs bent, her hands tightly covering her stomach, her eyes closed, her face pale, and her entire forehead covered with sweat. Carlos's whole person was not well, and he stepped forward quickly, crouching in front of her, with a concerned expression.

"Can I touch you? My dear. ā€

"Wow-"

It seemed to be completely relaxed when she heard a familiar voice, the American girl wowed, cried loudly, one hand reached Carlos, grabbed his sleeve without much strength, and the other hand was still holding his stomach, seeing this move, Carlos seemed to understand a little, this is the dysmenorrhea that countless women have heard of discoloration.

"It hurts! It hurts! Uh-"

I cried so much that I even hiccuped.

"Can you move a little? I'll take you to the hospital. ā€

At this point, I can't even find hot water, and the school infirmary is estimated to be empty, so it's better to go to a nearby hospital. didn't wait for the American girl to respond, grabbed the person with one hand and crossed the entire back with the other, and walked out of the lounge quickly.

"No, uh, don't go, it's just pain, take a break, uh, down, it's good to ......"

After crying, the person also calmed down, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, and the American girl's sky-blue eyes rolled around, but she no longer looked at the person holding her.

"Where's your dad, why didn't he pick you up today?"

Seeing her embarrassment, Carlos tried to find something to talk about to ease the atmosphere. This pulled out the love of women, and he wanted to laugh when he remembered the first time he found that American father who was as tall as a bear.

The American girl and Carlos have a common elective - physical education, so to speak, the American girl, the Middle Eastern, and the Jews all have a common elective with Carlos. It's the same as basketball. Maybe he met his daughter on the basketball court and was confessed by a little ghost who didn't have long eyes, and the American father has a natural resistance to the basketball court, always afraid that the little cabbage he carefully cultivated will be arched by the pig without him knowing.

So every time on the day of the sports elective, the American father would always go to the basketball court in advance to ambush, no, he was waiting for his daughter to take her home by the way after school.

It is conceivable that when an uncle with a hideous expression and a bearded face clung to the paddock iron net with both claws, the tiger's body can almost be said to be climbing on the net, and the tiger's eyes constantly focus on scanning a suspicious adolescent ghost. On the basketball court, many friends with handles are almost weak and crying.

It was also at that time that all kinds of enthusiastic pursuit of high-grade flowers would deliberately avoid physical education class. Carlos, on the other hand, cherishes the time to brush up on his skills too much, and never wanders in exercise class unless necessary, let alone hooks up with American chicks.

Playground + professional teacher BUFF, skills can fly.

"Daddy and Mom went on their honeymoon. I don't want to bother them. ā€

"Okay, good girl, then I'll send you back, maybe you should try to call the elders nearby?"

"The closest one is in Colorado."

"Okay. Let's go home first. ā€

Within 20 minutes, Carlos thanked the enthusiastic taxi driver and picked up the American girl and walked to his villa.

"My dear, I have to take you with me when I go shopping in the future, and when I meet a female waitress and brush my face directly, it is estimated that I can get a 6% discount, and I can save more money to buy more snacks."

The American girl said that for the first time in her life, she was discounted for taking a taxi. She has a new understanding of the world of faces.

"Hehe, what is 6 discount, free order is my ultimate goal."

Just as the two of them were laughing, they finally entered the door.

Carlos tucked a hot water bag into the quilt and waited for it to warm up before letting the American lie down.

"Put this thing on my stomach, I'll go see what's in the refrigerator, I can't be hungry anymore."

Satisfied to see the other party nest into the quilt peacefully, patted her forehead. Smiled softly. Someone didn't realize that the smile that appeared at this moment was extraordinarily real and gentle. The American girl who has been washed by his higher appearance has lost her mind again.

"Carlos, you're like my mother now, so gentle, so good."

"I can't have a daughter this big. Lie down. ā€

Carefully rolled up the quilt corners for the American girl, he turned around and touched the kitchen on the first floor. The American girl's mother was obsessed with Chinese culture, and she really turned out ready-made ingredients for him in the refrigerator at their house.

Half a month is enough time for his cooking skills to rise to level 3, and with the blessing of lucky traits, the finished products are usually of good quality, and occasionally they can burst out of excellence.

After M3 was fused with the real world, the quality was also brought over, but unfortunately only Carlos could see it, and others could only rely on feelings. The quality of the items here is divided into: bad< fair< good< good< excellent< excellent< outstanding < perfect.

Carlos first tore the chicken raw into shreds, then peeled the ginger and red dates, dug the core, and finally washed the rice, and threw it all into a pot. While it was time to cook the porridge, he got another cup of brown sugar ginger water and sent it to the second floor.

"Does it still hurt? Sit up a little and finish this cup to get more comfortable. ā€

With Carlos' help, the American sat up with a frowning and leaning against the pillow, holding the cup in both hands and taking small sips. Visible to the naked eye, the brow stretches.

"It's delicious, my dear, I think you're amazing! Just like that Dr. Wong! Anything but having children! ā€

"That's called Huang Yaoshi."

Not to mention, I was able to have children before, but now, if there is a boy patch, maybe I can have a baby. However, when I think of the pit daddy attribute of the childbearing patch, maybe it is a pregnancy at the same time as the attack, this picture is too beautiful, Carlos said, I can't even think about it.

After the American girl fell asleep, Carlos put away the cup and went downstairs to watch the fire.

However, the quiet time was soon broken by the ringing of the phone in the living room. Subconsciously looked at the character interface, 9:07 p.m., this time, it is very likely to be the American couple in their honeymoon. After thinking about it, he picked up the phone anyway.

"Dad's little angel, why did it take so long to answer the phone~"

The rippling rough male voice caused Carlos a ton of damage, and the sweet tone really didn't relate to that hideous bearded face.

"Is that Mr. Garcia? Hello, this is Carlos West. ā€

"Hello, I am, where's my girl?"

Turn into a serious tone for a second, but that doesn't stick to your broken temperance, American Dad!

"Miss Garcia is not feeling well, and now I just fell asleep, and I want to ......"

"What! Oh my little angel! What's wrong with her! Oh, God! Oh, my God! It's heartbreaking! Little Angel ......"

Carlos silently removed the phone, feeling that his ears needed to be saved. It's horrible, as if the rough American dad is about to get out of the phone.

"Hello, I'm Audrey's mom. Thank you for sending Audrey home, I would like to ask if she is okay? ā€

Hearing the gentle female voice coming from the phone, Carlos rubbed his ears.

"Hello, Mrs. Garcia, Audrey has just fallen asleep. She said it was just a stomachache and that she would be fine with a rest, and that she didn't want to go to the hospital or disturb your honeymoon with Mr. Garcia, and that I was sorry that I didn't insist on sending her to the hospital. ā€

"Oh no, please don't beat yourself up, you've done a great job, I probably know what's going on. Thank you so much. I guess, you're supposed to be Mr. West? ā€

"Yes, I'm Carlos West."

"Oh, that's a good name, don't mind if I call him Carlos."

"Of course."

"Audrey often mentions you as trustworthy, reliable, and a little English gentleman. Anyway, thank you very much for taking care of our little angel on weekdays, and of course, today's events, thank you so much. We will do our best to return to China. ā€

It seems that the American couple is still on their honeymoon abroad, and after thinking about it, Carlos said on the other side of the phone.

"You're welcome, if you change someone else, maybe you can send this wayward little girl to the hospital directly, instead of me, I can only follow her home."

The American mother seemed to be amused by Carlos's words, and laughed on the other side, during which she kept snarling with the unknown American father.

"Oh my God, Carlos, you're so cute, I have a wayward request here. Could you please stay another half hour? I've got Chada's agent to rush over. ā€

"Of course, please don't worry, I'll wait until Mr. Agent arrives before leaving."

After two more conversations, the two parties hung up the phone.

The agent who arrived was a typical Englishman, and after a quick chat, and explained that the chicken porridge in the kitchen still had to be cooked for half an hour, Carlos left the American girl's house, and the time was already more than 10 o'clock.

Nights are a great time to make money.