You must know that Dong Qingzhan is a star thief leader, he can enjoy his life as much as he can, except for the nutrients he will bring when he goes out to take orders, and the rest of the time, it has always been the big fat man in their team who makes it for him to eat.

Wang Da Fat is a chef and has very good cooking skills.

In this situation where fresh vegetables are not very common, Dongqing Zhan still maintains a normal vegetable and meat cooking meal once a day, and under normal circumstances, three meals a day are all vegetable and meat.

He hadn't touched something unpalatable like nutrients for a long time.

This time, after taking the nutrient for ten days, there was no taste in Dongqing Zhan's mouth.

His eyes moved to the poor boy's ragged clothes next to him, and frowned irritably, forget it, this kid is so poor, it is impossible to expect him to get him some meat to eat.

When you're completely well, beat him up, and then reward him with a big meal when he's done.

Thinking of this, Dongqing Zhan was a little happy, and even the action of drinking nutrients became less reluctant.

Duan Jingzhe's always expressionless face showed a trace of distress.

The alarm clock that Dong Qingzhan had just slapped was a combination of materials that he had finally turned over from this real room.

The electronator inside is very old, and there is only one such one in the entire real yàn room.

It's not that there are no better materials, it's just that others are more intelligent and advanced, and as a person with a special plot for the alarm clock, Duan Jingzhe still likes this simple iron box very much.

Duan Jingzhe is a person who can't think of anything since he started to do it, and he can't even feel hungry when he forgets to sleep and eat. Once he was stuffy in the real yàn room for seven days and didn't go out, and finally a colleague who happened to come over to look for something found Duan Jingzhe fainting on the ground.

The next day, there was an alarm clock on Duan Jingzhe's desk.

Or the loudest of the kind.

His colleagues stared at him for a few days, and after he came out to eat according to the time indicated by the alarm clock, he was relieved to leave himself in the real room.

Since then, Duan Jingzhe has developed a habit, the meal is very fixed, as long as the alarm clock rings, he will definitely eat first, and then set an alarm clock again before entering the real yàn again.

That not-so-pretty, but unusually loud little alarm clock became a part of his life.

After coming here this time, the first thing Duan Jingzhe did was to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find materials and assemble an alarm clock.

Although it was ugly, Duan Jingzhe was still very satisfied.

After accompanying him for so many days, he unexpectedly slapped him flat by Dongqing Zhan.

Duan Jingzhe checked it and found that the electric sonorator inside was not damaged, but the wiring was flattened and a few were broken at the same time, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Both hands quickly dismantled the iron box, connected the broken wiring, and after trying to use it, Duan Jingzhe showed a shallow smile on his face, and it disappeared in a moment.

Then he moved the alarm clock far away from Dong Qing Zhan.

--He couldn't shoot this if he wanted to.

Duan Jingzhe looked at the bandages on the star thief leader with satisfaction, and after confirming that it was troublesome for him to move to the alarm clock, he took out his own nutrient with satisfaction and drank it quickly.

After Dong Qingzhan finished drinking the nutrients, he once again focused his attention on the books on the real platform.

Before he could read it down, Dong Qingzhan suddenly thought of a question.

What is this poor boy doing reading these textbooks?

This is obviously not a practical thing, and most of the places where you can see these things are academies or something.

Although Dong Qingzhan didn't study hard when he was in school, he still had an impression of the names of these textbooks.

Thinking of a possibility, Dong Qingzhan's face suddenly became very ugly.

"What are you going to do with these textbooks?" , the voice contains endless coldness.

At this time, Duan Jingzhe had not finished eating the nutrients, so he did not devote himself to the books, and rarely reacted to Dong Qingzhan's words.

He looked at Dong Qingzhan blankly for a while.

"I'm going to go to school."

Dong Qingzhan's guess was confirmed, his face immediately darkened, a violent storm was bred in his eyes, and bright red blood crept up, looking extremely terrifying.

It's just that Dong Qingzhan hasn't started to have a seizure yet, and he heard a dumbfounded voice again, "You also see, you also take the test." ”

Dong Qing Zhan's furious anger and murderous intent dissipated in an instant, and was replaced by an inexplicable anxiety.

"I'm not going to a goddamn school!"

After Duan Jingzhe heard Dong Qingzhan's objection, he didn't say anything, just glanced at him strangely, and then put aside the bottle of nutrients that he had finished drinking, and continued to look at the content of his exam.

I didn't pay attention to him once.

Dong Qingzhan smashed his fist on the book, and after finding that he still couldn't get a response, he gritted his teeth and turned the page and continued to read.

At that time, I didn't read the book because of rebellion, but it was actually quite interesting after I really read it.

After looking at it for a while, Dong Qingzhan couldn't help but pick up the materials at hand and practice.

When he realized what he was doing, a small mecha hand joint had appeared in his hand, and his face suddenly turned black as if ink was about to drip out.

In an instant, the parts in his hand were placed on the table and smashed.

It's just that the material of this part is much harder than the iron box just now, so after Dong Qingzhan smashed it in anger, his hand also shook in pain.

Damn it!

Dong Qingzhan twitched his face and endured the pain, since he met this poor boy, he had never been smooth!