New Year's Day was a three-day holiday, and Chen Mo lay in bed for three days, almost not holding back his illness. Finally, when the vacation was over, a bunch of guys in the dormitory returned to school, but he couldn't follow him to class, still covered with gauze, and hibernate alone in the dormitory with all kinds of boredom.

As early as New Year's Day, Chen Mo ran to the Internet café as instructed by Old Man Mo and sent an email about his physical function records. The old man reported a total of more than 20 data, and Chen Mo didn't miss all of them when he got up in the morning.

Could it be that he transferred the data directly to my head? Chen Mo was surprised at the time.

From the virtual Old Man Mo, get the data, and then pass it on to the real Old Man Mo - this process seems to Chen Mo to be weird and weird, but the old guy has been a lot more peaceful recently, and he rarely appears in his dreams again, which gives Chen Mo a little motivation.

He didn't come to nag, Chen Mo was naturally happy to have clean ears.

On the night of New Year's Day, Chen Mo had to ask questions about the Ares robot. Old Man Mo's answer was very bland: "Copying actions is very simple for robots, they follow your thoughts, like spare arms. Don't worry, this level of work is nothing to them, and basically only when they are fighting or exerting a lot of physical energy, the three-minute burst period every day is considered to be consumed. ”

Chen Mo naturally couldn't look at all this as calmly as he did, in fact, so far, the limit record of the physical fitness test had never exceeded 1 minute and 30 seconds - that is, his body was far from strong enough to overload the Ares robot.

The sense of crisis has always been ingrained in Chen Mo, when he was a child, he was worried about whether his stomach could be filled, but now he has to think more.

At least to the point where you can last three minutes, right?

Chen Mo felt that he couldn't spoil the "magic weapon", and in the past few days in bed, he has been exercising his body every day, doing push-ups and sit-ups in turn. The Ares robot also tossed the parts on his body tirelessly, but it never created any training scene as the old man said, so that he could practice boxing comfortably in his dreams.

Speaking of which, Chen Mo is still quite looking forward to how to practice this punch. He felt that it was best to be like the virtual old man Mo, and get a master with a big face to come out and teach him by hand.

At 11:50 p.m., the bell rang on time.

It wasn't long before there was a jumble of footsteps in the hallway of the dormitory. Before Wang Wei and the others entered the door, they shouted Chen Mo's name outside, followed by a swarm of bees rushing into the bedroom, jumping and jumping, "First prize, first prize, haha!" ”

"Really?" Chen Mo was skeptical.

"Tied for the first place with Pan Dongdong and their class!" The fat man waved his fist, "I heard that the leader of the Education Bureau personally called your name, is it a cow?!" ”

Chen Mo was stunned, shook his head and said, "It's not comparable, their show is good." ”

"Ours is delicious! I was so numb that I knew you had a lot of ideas, but this time the idea was just fucking amazing! Shao Datou panted excitedly, "Let's go, let's go eat first, and come back and let Chen Mo talk while eating!" ”

The cafeteria will have a long queue every time it arrives, and the student union cadres take turns to maintain order, so only the old oilers in the third class of high school can cut the line, and others have to go to the queue early if they want to eat early. Chen Mo got up and touched the rice bowl, called the fat man, and handed over the meal ticket together.

"Beat a pound and a half of rice? Are you crazy hungry? Wang Wei was a little dumbfounded.

"Good appetite in winter." Chen Mo laughed a few times.

"There's so much to eat, just show off your style?!" Shao Datou glared at the fat man, and stretched out his hand, "Give me the rice bowl, and I'll help Chen Mo fight." ”

"I'll fight!" Ma Laobian ran to join in the fun.

"Just let the fat man beat it." Chen Mo was startled and hurriedly raised his hand to stop it.

In addition to liking to squeeze pimples in the mirror, Shao Datou also has another habit. Every time he finished eating, he never washed the rice bowl, threw it on the ground casually, kicked it under the bed with "Dangchang", and waited for the next meal to touch it out and wash it with water casually. When people from other dormitories came to the door, they were all shocked when they saw such a scene, and they were willing to bow down.

is also a heterogeneous who is worshipped, Ma Laobian belongs to another style. Last time he went home and just returned to school, he saw Zhang Rabbit and Xiao Siyan pinching their noses, and escaped from the dormitory in horror. The stinky foot king does have the ability to be proud, as soon as he took off his socks and threw it around his hand, the 206 bedroom was immediately empty, and he was sitting on the bed with Erlang's legs proud, but he saw the black and thin Ma Laobian straight in. Ma Laobian didn't even look at him, put on a golden rooster reading power pose, kicked his shoes, but his feet were bare but he didn't even wear socks. As soon as he parted his toes into a V, the Stinky Feet King immediately shuddered, and the smell that fluttered up and quickly became so strong that he couldn't hold on for even half a second, and ran out of the door to vomit outside.

"You're used to it." Facing the praise of a few guys in the bedroom, Ma Laobian touched his flat head and said the truth lightly.

Ma Laobian's weapon-grade biochemical feet do not work on his own people, which is undoubtedly a blessing in misfortune. After he became famous, few people dared to come to 206 anymore, and not long after the fat man and the others went to eat, Chen Mo heard a gentle knock on the bedroom door.

"What the hell are you guys doing, bullying Lao Tzu can't see it!" Chen Mo thought that those guys had come back from cooking and were playing tricks on themselves.

The visitor didn't answer, pushed open the door and walked in, putting a bag of things on the table.

Chen Mo tilted his head and listened to the movement, and was inexplicable, when he suddenly felt a faint fragrance in the bedroom.

After the performance that day, Pan Dongdong went straight to the stage and took his hand down, and the audience was a sensation. When they arrived backstage, all the "rescuers", including Lao Tang, were dumbfounded, the fat man and the others didn't even dare to take a step, and Xiao Siyan was almost so excited that he was about to faint. It wasn't until Pan Dongdong put the replacement gauze he bought in Chen Mo's hands and left alone that a few guys regained their senses and howled around Chen Mo.

"You didn't see that cold and glamorous, that aura...... My mother, there is no one else in her eyes! The fat man sighed viciously afterwards, and by the way, he despised Chen Mo's shit luck, and even acting in a show can save the beauty by the way.

"I'm a fart hero." Chen Mo said at the time.

At this moment, Chen Mo subconsciously straightened his body, wanting to change a little bit of the embarrassing image that resembled confinement. He believed that this familiar body fragrance would not be the second person, but he was a little afraid of admitting his mistake, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

The visitor still didn't speak, moved a stool and sat next to Chen Mo's bed, took out an apple from the bag and peeled it.

The awkward atmosphere continued like this, and Chen Mo sat on the quilt and racked his brains, trying to break the deadlock. However, before he could come up with any tricks, he heard the fat man's obscene singing voice from the corridor: "Blow a ball, blow a big balloon, blow up a big balloon and play with the ball......"

The door of the hidden bedroom was stomped open with a "bang", and the fat man stood at the door with two rice bowls and just wanted to say something with a smile, but his expression and movements were all frozen on the spot by Pan Dongdong's cold glance.

"Who kicked the door? Who kicked it? The fat man immediately turned around and scolded, looking distressed, "You guys, you have to say it a few times!" Quality, to have quality! ”

"Fuck your uncle's quality, obviously you kicked it yourself, you took the wrong medicine!" Shao Datou scolded and pulled the rice, and came out from behind, and when he saw Pan Dongdong sitting in the bedroom, a piece of fat suddenly choked in his throat, and he couldn't go up and down.

Ma Laobian's first reaction was to look at his shoes, and he was relieved to see that they were well dressed, and his biochemical feet were estimated to be unable to cause large-scale damage for the time being. Xiao Siyan was so frightened that he didn't even dare to enter the door, so he dragged Zhang Rabbit to turn around and leave, probably going to another bedroom to eat.

"Senior brother, your meal. I caught a fish, you have to be careful of the sting! The fat man's gentle and considerate tone made Chen Mo tremble.

In his concept, this sentence should be different in the usual version - "Chen Mo, your pig food is here!" Lao Tzu fished, if your grandmother was stuck in a thorn, don't blame me! ”

"Did you really take the wrong medicine?" Chen Mo stretched out his hand to pick up the rice jar, and was sure that it must be Pan Dongdong sitting next to him, otherwise the fat man would never be able to pretend to be so gentle.

"I'll feed it, there's a thorn." Pan Dongdong put down the half-peeled apple in his hand and stood up.

The fat man was stunned, and then smiled, "It's really troublesome for you, classmate Pan Dongdong." The stitches on Chen Mo's eyes will not be removed until the weekend, and we are used to being careless, which is a little inconsiderate. If you're okay, feel free to visit him often. ”

"I will." Pan Dongdong wore a tight-fitting down jacket today, paired with high-waisted jeans, which looked particularly refreshing and neat.

The fat man handed over the rice bowl and turned around to make an exaggerated grimace, but saw Shao Datou and Ma Laobian sitting precariously, eating there and discussing algebra problems.

"I'm grass!" The fat man scolded viciously in his heart.

"It's really you." When the first bite of rice was fed to his mouth, Chen Mo was a little embarrassed.

"You know it's me?" Pan Dongdong's tone sounded lukewarm.

Chen Mo felt that if he said something like "I smell you", he would probably die on the spot, so he had to laugh a few times: "I guess." ”

Pan Dongdong let out an "oh" and said no more. She picked out the fish bones one by one with chopsticks, and then crushed the fish meat and mixed it into the rice, Chen Mo chewed it all over the mouth, and asked vaguely: "Have you eaten?" I have a meal ticket here......"

Pan Dongdong was just about to answer, when a crisp voice came from outside, "Brother Chen Mo, I came to see you with Ah Jing!" ”

Bai Xiaoran pulled Chen Jing and appeared at the door in a bouncing manner, and the moment he saw Pan Dongdong, his face immediately sank, "What are you doing here?" ”

Pan Dongdong glanced at her lightly, and fed Chen Mo another mouthful of food, "What do you think?" ”