"What joke?" Today thanks to the free shuttle service, she is not late, a good student is late will affect her reputation, I believe she must be tired today, it is not difficult to open a small stove for her classmates, the difficult thing is that she can endure the bad temperament, of course, the rich college life did not stop her determination to go home to rest, tonight Lynn opened the door very punctually, and when she came back, I picked the right time to throw out the question that had been entangled in my mind since noon.

It's just a small question that she can answer without using her brain.

It's not that I'm more serious, it's just that artificial intelligence has the obligation to impose an appreciation on itself, and every once in a while I have to do this, I have to keep improving, learning everything around me, so that I can always be needed, needed by the people I want to take care of.

This problem has plagued me for a whole day, the search library needs specific keywords, and it also needs a specific source, even if I give a word I can find out what I want, but unfortunately my ears are limited, I haven't even heard a word, at most it is Mr. Allen's new car, its roar is short and not disturbing, it seems to be new.

This is the ability (the former), and this is the benefit that money buys (the latter).

I swear I'm just curious, and definitely not because I'm questioning Mr. Allen's humor, that I may still not have achieved my desired goal, which is to be the person who can make Lynn laugh.

"What's a joke?" Lynn opened the glass cover and looked at the finished copies, page by page, and when she was sure there were no problems, she stuffed them back into her bag for distribution to those in need the next day.

"At noon," I asked her, "the one that Mr. Aaron came to pick you up at noon." ”

"Well, that's a boring joke, it's not funny and it's boring." Before the meal arrived, but it was almost time, she began to rummage things again, she didn't want to make dinner, she just wanted to take some small things to pad her mouth, and I was embarrassed to criticize her.

"Can you tell me about it?"

"You're curious?"

"Yes."

"That" Lynn said that the joke was really stupid, it sounded like someone made it up, that person's highlight that day was not to tell jokes, of course, the promotion and salary increase had to be squandered, it can be seen that showing off the new car is real, but for the sake of him making it up so seriously, she still smiled after listening to it, and praised him quite tolerantly, just like Aaron praised her craftsmanship countless times.

"Once upon a time there were two fools, one tall and one short, Mr. Short wanted to be taller, and Mr. Tall envied Mr. Short with a lot of hair, but they were jealous of each other, and of course they wouldn't tell the truth to each other when they asked for the secret recipe for growing tall and growing hair, so the short man put cork in his shoes, and fell into the hospital, his leg was broken, and he became even shorter........."

"What about Mr. Tall?" I asked at the right time.

"Don't worry, wait until I'm done slowly~" Lynn glanced at me: "Three months, the short man limped out of the hospital, and immediately went to the opposite person's home to question, the tall gentleman's face was not very good, and he didn't even wait for the other party to question and began to scold, and ripped off the hat on his head, saying: I smeared rotten chickpeas on the top of my head according to your words, and now I am bald in other places except for the hair on my sideburns!" ”

I laughed amused at her face.

What Lynn said is colorful, but from my point of view, this joke is really a bit ordinary, the characters are okay, the plot editing is okay, but the details, the laughter, are not enough to make people laugh, far from it.

But I'm willing to give praise and encouragement for the sake of the narrator, just because she's willing to waste so much time just to tell her butler a joke and not shorten any of the plots, and she's just talking very seriously, very seriously hoping that I'll learn something about the joke, or complain with her that it's not funny.

"Come on, you're a self-aware and independent artificial intelligence, I'm sure you can make up a story that can be included in your elementary school textbook," Lynn said, "If only you could accompany me to the library, it's better to read a book with two people than to read a book with a ball, it has already told me four times about the library map and navigation service manual, if you can knock it open and throw it out........."

She really has a big opinion about the library, I can feel it.

I knew it wasn't likely, but I'm happy.

I'd be better than navigating, I could name any books and writers she wanted to know, maybe I could write a joke book, publish it secretly, and lead her to that bookcase to surprise her.

Because of her words, I suddenly had the idea of bringing all the world's books into my house, which was terrible.

Going out with her is something I've always dreamed of, but cherishing the present is also a virtue of knowing the times, but when I suggested that we watch another black-and-white movie and show off the many good works I've collected these days, Lynn quickly grabbed a bag of snacks and walked into the room.

She must have done it on purpose, deliberately picking me to find a bag of junk food when I popped out of the movie, just to make me struggle with finishing the movie first, or reminding her that she shouldn't eat such non-nutritious things at the meal.

I saw through her little tricks, but it didn't work, she always managed to get me back, in a cute, non-obnoxious way.

I took back the page and re-transformed it into the light in the room, and Lynn said bluntly that she didn't have time, at least she didn't have time for the last few days, and the good movies were kept for later inspection, she was very busy, let alone today, she probably couldn't watch it for a week.

She is not busy with anything else, just for the astronomy club for half an academic year, the exam is very convenient for the members, not to mention, even the notes are generously lent out (usually charged by the number of pages, this little money fan), just to be able to get out of the school in advance from the vice president in the chemistry laboratory class when the school's annual dance will be held, she will take a public leave to avoid that day, and what excuses are listed at home no less than twenty.

In short, it is better to be able to lie at home than anything else.

If you want to ask the new students about the entrance and the annual ball, and what is the ulterior relationship between the dance party and the astronomical club, of course, the vice president has a new boyfriend, and the young man happens to be the president of the student union, and he, as the leader of all the young people in school, can do it whenever he wants, and do it as he wants, the question is whether the retro theme is better or the masquerade is more attractive, whether the girls come more or less, and that's it.

This kind of crowded occasion some people like and some don't like, Lynn is obviously the third kind, she not only doesn't like it, but also particularly spurns, always thinks it's a large-scale sorority, the mouth is not honest and the heart is even more dishonest, three circles of ballroom dancing, two circles of special cocktails, one by one has degenerated into the original animal, maybe how many newborns will be created in one night, a big burden in the future.

Her idea is not very good, but I don't deny the theme of the friendship, this is normal, otherwise how can human beings reproduce, beautiful people and beautiful people combined, so that there is a probability of giving birth to more beautiful children, while some people will be together for basic living security, their children will continue such a low-level life, life itself is not wrong, but they must think, why not me who went to college? Why am I the one who does odd jobs to fill up gas for replicants at gas stations? Am I not qualified to go to the prom, not to wear a beautiful dress?

Since you have such a right, you should enjoy it well, instead of blindly avoiding it, which is a wasteful and shameful act.

"I'll go out and see when I have the chance," I admonished, "how do you know that the ball will be like that, holding hands and telling a few boring jokes, and then degenerating into a primitive man, I have never seen such a precedent in any book, what if it wasn't?" ”

Lynn raised her eyebrows, obviously questioning, but for a while there really wasn't any good reason to refute.

She was inherently biased.

"Anyway, I won't have a chance to be a female college student once in my life," I said with a smile: "Didn't Mr. Aaron say that your good times are in those years, cherish every second, and when a boy comes to ask you to dance, you will proudly ask them for a drink, and then refuse them mercilessly, isn't it great?" ”

Lynn thought for a moment: "It's good, but ........ Well, I'll see it in a few days, I don't have a dance partner, and I don't want a dance partner, oh yes, it's going to be the summer, which is the internship period, and you have to help me pay attention to what kind of relaxed, brainless part-time jobs. She was full of ambition: "When I get enough credits and write a report, then I can play Star Racing at home for half a month, and we can also study new recipes, and throw all the bad food to Aaron, maybe he will bring his girlfriend." ”

Star racing is not interesting, the recipes are interesting.

......... It doesn't sound like she's working in the right direction.

But seeing that she so cutely raised the latter to the same position as the former, I was already satisfied.

This time, I won't talk about her this time.

Lynn said that there is no dance partner, and there is no need for a dance partner, but I was so responsive that I immediately thought of a person, our old acquaintance.

I didn't know it was called jealousy, I thought it was my terminal overheating, and it would be good to dissipate the heat later.

What does it matter if you are really jealous, anyway, it's just a little bit and it's negligible.

Would you like to try to find Mr. Aaron?

I could say that.

But I automatically ignored this, and I judged it to be a matter of little importance, and replied obediently:

"Okay, I'll make a note of it."