"Jingle Bell Bell Bell !!"

The blaring alarm clock rang frantically, shattering the early morning silence.

In a slightly cluttered room, a little rough hand stretched out from the bed, skillfully grabbed the alarm clock at the head of the bed, and cut off its ringing.

"Click."

As the alarm clock was choked, a monkey playing idol at the head of the bed was pulled by something and fell straight back, the back of its head hitting an inconspicuous button behind it.

Immediately after that, there was a soft sound of mechanical transmission, and the board of the bed where the little hand owner was located suddenly collapsed, and Kraft Lee, who was still in a hazy state, fell without any suspense.

And then......

"Ah————!!!!!!h

A scream that was even more piercing than the previous alarm clock rang out, and the stunned Kraft sat up from the pile of screaming chickens with his ears covered.

……

Kraft rubbed his chicken coop head and staggered down the stairs, his mind still buzzing, and the low blood sugar from waking up in the morning, he was afraid that he would not be able to recover for a while.

Dizzy, with his old habits, Kraft walked to the table and sat down at the table with drunken steps, staring at the table in a daze, and yawning from time to time.

It wasn't until Kraft's adoptive father, Mr. Lee, put breakfast in front of him that he was thrilled and returned from the extraterrestrial fugue.

"Looks like your new way of getting up for yourself is working well," Mr. Lee said, taking out two bottles of milk from the fridge and placing one in front of Kraft, adding, "It's just a little noisy, and I'm startled downstairs." ”

"It's bread and milk again......"

Instead of talking about his adoptive father, Kraft picked up a baguette and took a bite of it, grumbling indistinctly.

"We're Chinese, even if we don't have preserved eggs, lean porridge and pancakes, at least we have to eat some steamed buns and soy milk!"

"I'm sorry, Kraft, I won't do any of that."

Mr. Lee smiled and sat down across from Kraft, picking up a baguette and nibbling on it.

"So you'd better hurry up and find me a mother," Kraft urged, brandishing his pitted baguette, "to be a Chinese woman who can cook." ”

"Are you urging me to get married all day long just to find yourself a cook?"

Mr. Li's face was dark, and the baguette in his hand was instantly unfragrant.

"That...... Isn't there a saying that goes......" Craft shrank his head and argued stiffly, "Hmm...... Is it a mother if you have milk? That's right! That's it! ”

"Alas...... That's not how it works......"

Mr. Li sighed helplessly, his words full of exhaustion.

"Gee, that's pretty much what it means." Kraft grinned and waved his hand, "Just comprehend the spirit." ”

"If you really want to eat steamed bun fritters, I can help you order food in Fumanlou."

Although Kraft is only his adopted son, the friendship between the two of them is not as simple as adopting and being adopted, so Mr. Lee treats Kraft and his biological son no differently.

"Forget it," Kraft decisively refused, "The price of Fat Liao's shop is too dark, and I can't afford to eat it." ”

"I can still afford to eat," Mr. Li said with a pleased smile on his face, "I can be considered a rich man now, I don't have to save as much as before, and you can also earn money yourself?" If you are really greedy, you will go to Fumanlou to have a good meal. ”

"Forget it, the bread is good," Kraft gulped the baguette into his mouth, then swallowed it with two sips of milk, "The little money I made wasn't enough to buy new ingredients, and as for Martin, your money should be kept to help the people in FEAST." ”

After a quick breakfast, Kraft picked up his bag and walked briskly out the door.

"I'm going to school first."

Completely ignoring Martin Lee's rant behind him.

"Hey! You haven't washed yet! ”

"How troublesome it is to wash your face and brush your teeth......"

As he walked out of the house, Kraft took a piece of gum out of his pocket, threw it in his mouth and chewed it, and then wiped his hand on his face and hair a few times, and it was done.

At this time, the school bus used to pick up and drop off students also appeared on the corner of the street.

"Well, the timing is just right."

Kraft looked at the time on his watch and nodded in satisfaction.

"My screaming chicken battle was a big success~~~ It's just a little too shocking......"

Remembering the terrible experience of struggling to get up from a pack of screaming chickens, Kraft shuddered.

"Sure enough, we still need to optimize it further."

"Hey! Kraft! This way! ”

When he boarded the school bus, an acquaintance immediately greeted him, and the person who called him was also a yellow-skinned Chinese, who was the young owner of Fumanlou mentioned earlier, that is, the fat man Liao in Kraft's mouth.

"Good morning, David."

Craft, greeting the rest of the class, walked over to David Liao and sat down.

"You're actually waiting for the school bus in advance today, so is that screaming chicken a success?"

The fat man with a smile on his face asked impatiently before Kraft could sit down.

"Success is success...... It's just that the trauma is a bit big...... It needs to be improved. ”

There was an indescribable look on Kraft's face.

"Oh...... It's a shame that I wanted to sell you this wake-up system to Phyllis sooner. ”

Liao Fatzi said with regret.

"Come on," Craft gave him a blank look, "I didn't tell you a long time ago, I had to go to their house to modify this thing, it was very troublesome, and it was worth selling at all." ”

After a pause, Kraft squinted at Fat Liao and asked, "Are you Liao Gongzi short of money again?" You can actually see my little commission...... It doesn't seem like there are any new games coming out lately, right? The comic magazine was only released three days ago...... What's new? ”

Hearing Kraft's inquiry, the fat man Liao, who was originally smiling, changed his expression instantly, and complained to him with a sad and angry face: "It's not my mother yet!" Do a good job of cleaning, they have found all my treasures! However, after my arguments, my parents agreed that I would redeem all the treasures at the original price! ”

The treasure in Liao Fatzi's mouth is actually a playboy in a well-known magazine, but Liao Fatzi is very picky, and the cover girl will definitely not collect it if it is not appetizing.

However, Uncle Liao and Aunt Liao were willing to let him redeem those magazines......

It's really worthy of opening a black shop! I don't even let go of my own children!

"Well deserved!"

Not long after his fourteenth birthday, Kraft, whose interest has not yet shifted to girls, is still unable to understand Liao's pursuit.

A woman who can't cook is not as useful as a hex wrench!

"So you haven't had any new inventions lately?"

Liao Fat hugged Kraft with tears in his eyes and didn't let go.

"It's really not good, you can make some more brain melon collapse artifacts and trap locks, and I'll sell them in other middle schools!"

"Don't!"

Kraft decisively refused, he was about to vomit when he made a brain collapse artifact and a trap lock in order to raise funds, and now he was disgusted when he heard these two names.

"Don't do that...... Without my treasure, I can't live! ”

Liao Fat Man put his arm around Kraft's waist and began to wail.

"David, don't worry, when you are dying, I can lend you my treasure to take a look at and renew your life, how about it? Enough friends, right? ”

An African-American student with the same hobby as Liao fatzi quipped with their black-specific machine-gun language.

"Get out!"

Liao Fatzi gave the middle finger to the bad friend, and then said solemnly: "You can't appreciate the labor and management of those big-ass black girls in your collection!" ”

"Hey! David! I will not allow you to insult my goddess! ”

Then two old color critics of different skin tones had a debate about their respective aesthetic standards.

But soon, Liao Fatzi was killed by the black brother's sentence "What's the use of saying so much, your treasures have been confiscated anyway".

Only then did he remember his original purpose, and once again put his arms around Kraft's waist and began to cry miserably.

Kraft was really impatient with the fat man Liao, and said to him: "The brain melon collapse artifact and mechanism lock are definitely gone, but I have some new ideas recently, and when the equipment I ordered arrives, we will start work, and then put the video on the Internet to see how the response is." ”

"Then it's up to you, brother!"

Liao Fat slapped Kraft on the back fiercely, and Kraft rolled his eyes back, not bothering to pay attention to him.

However, the other students were excited at this time, and they came over to ask.

"Kraft, do you have a new invention?"

"Can you tell me what kind of invention it is?"

"Don't be too expensive, the price of the toilet robot you invented last time was too high, and I can't afford it."

"That thing wasn't sold to us in the first place, okay, it was sold to customers of the Skillful Channel, and I heard that there are quite a few people who buy it."

"It's good to be rich......"

"yes, yes......"

Kraft's Vantas Middle School is not a prestigious school, most of the students in it are from average families, and the rest are children of other races like Kraft and Liao Fatzi, because most of the directors of this middle school are made up of Asians, so many Asians in New York are willing to send their children to this school.

Although the United States shouts slogans such as human rights equality all day long, it is actually bullshit, and non-whites are treated differently in this country.

When he escaped from the Magia gang with Martin Lee, Kraft encountered the ugly faces of those people a lot, so after Martin Lee made money, he established the FEAST homeless shelter to help those poor people, and Kraft suggested not accepting white people, but unfortunately Martin refused.

It's a pity that I don't have the ability to make those magical props now, otherwise I must give the guys in the Magia gang a good look!

Recalling the tragic experience of that year, Kraft secretly gritted his teeth at the culprit, the Maggia Gang.