"After graduation, I went to the best New York University Vikings in the Silver League, tried my skills, made a name for myself, and then got the first draft pick to enter the Competitive Entertainment League, preferably in that ever-winning Beelzebub Stallion, become the greatest running forward in football history, break all the records that can be broken, win all the awards that can be won, and then retire with all the glory." Roger's mouth was stuffed with Newton burgers again.

"It's not easy to realize this dream, right?" Listening to such a terrifying life plan, Jonny couldn't help but smack his tongue about it.

"It's unimaginably hard!" Roger's eyes widened as he continued to eat fried chicken, his mouth muttering and his expression solemn. "Dude, it's not just about athleticism, chances, injuries, teammates and circumstances, you have to do everything you can to reconcile, and then luck...... This is almost the first element in the world of sports, perhaps in all walks of life. ”

"You're thinking quite clearly, just now I thought you were just talking." Jonny looked slightly surprised.

"Life decisions are not just about talking, I have to start preparing now if I want to achieve my desired goals." Roger finished and swallowed all the food in his mouth.

"And what if it fails? Do you have an alternative? Jonny couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, there is no way to be presumptuous about this, the great Roger has always and will have a plan B." The blonde kid drank the Milu in the cup in one gulp.

"I'll go get another drink." He ran to the self-service area with his cup in hand.

Jonny eats the food on his plate and finds Matthew in the same class. Wright came over with his plate, and he leaned it in front of him, thinking he was going to sit across from him, but Matthew looked at him as if he wanted to say something, and then sat in the far corner with the plate and ate alone.

Jonny didn't care, and took a sip of frog milk with a polymeric straw, and couldn't help but recall the indescribable deliciousness of Ibic's authentic frog milk.

"My other plan is to pursue a career in acting." Roger, who returned, brought a Newton burger in addition to the full Milou.

"Oh? Do you want to be an actor? Movie stardom is a good career anywhere. Jonny said heartily.

"I'm not talking about the kind of movie, I'm talking about the real movie." Roger raised an eyebrow at Jonny and made a quirky look.

"Dalí. A? Jonny almost immediately understood that this adult star who likes to raise his eyebrows and make a grimace and the small advertisements of his company always pop up that masculine face like a virus in his massive information search, but when he curiously clicked in and wanted to take a closer look, he was ruthlessly rejected by the age review process.

"He's my true idol." Roger ripped open the cover and took a big bite on the burger.

"Is it for money? Roger? I can't believe you'd do such a thing for money. Jonny said with some confusion.

"It's not about money, I'm a money useless person, the reason is simple...... I'm just too capable, and it's a terrible thing not to do this. He rolled up his sleeves and showed Jonny his high bulging biceps.

"Look at these flawless objects." He learned from Dali again. A-like raised eyebrows.

"I think it's just average." Jonny involuntarily splashed him with cold water.

"That's because you haven't seen anything really powerful! If you understand what I mean. Roger smiled at him with a blank face, and Jonny almost squirted Roger in the face with a sip of frog milk he had just drunk.

"I feel like I deserve a medal for this, like James in the 'Wheat Cup'. Ronnings Best Player Award" The blonde boy was solemn, and he couldn't help but smile at Johnny, but he didn't seem to be aware of it, and still kept his unscrupulous smile with his mouth open, and after a while, Roger said: "Jonny, think about how much meaningful things I can do for the adult world." ”

"But you're not a minor." Jonny, who had already heard the creeps, felt the need to put an end to this crazy dinner table topic.

"yes, think about how much they can lose for this." Roger. Clark hatefully summed it up for himself.

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"Stop defending that robot, stupid, you know? This era is going backwards, and we may wake up one day and suddenly realize that we are back in the age of the Flood. The thought of these misshapen moths getting into Newton with some kind of technology makes me shudder. Mitchell's voice was crisp and sexy, and her demeanor was even more elegant and noble, making it hard to believe that she was so rude when she said it.

"What do you want to do about it? Mitchell? "Matthew. Wright looked at the goddess in his heart so obsessively, since he had a crush on her in junior high school, it seemed that this was the first time she had taken the initiative to talk to herself.

"Me? Do nothing...... But you're different, Matthew, it's time to do justice for yourself, it's given to anyone by the JIM government, it's both a right and a responsibility for us, isn't it the purpose of the school committee to kick the black sheep out of school? ”

"Kicked out of school?" Matthew was simply taken aback, and he stammered, "What mistake could they make to make the school committee come forward and punish such severely?" Newton High School has been suspended for so many years, but it is very rare. ”

"A little doesn't mean no, precedents have to be found, and mistakes have to be made, I have this idea, and you Matthew will be my executor......" Mitchell. Cruz smiled and opened her lips lightly, telling her plan to the little man in front of her.

"What? How does this work? This is a serious crime of deception and framing, once I let Teacher Fisher know, my life will probably be over, you should know her rumors, I won't do it, this can't ......"

"Little Matthew ......" Mitchell's eyes were misty, and he said with all kinds of amorous feelings. She used her fingers lightly in Matthew. Wright's cheeks tickled.

"If I don't say it, how can anyone know? And even if anything goes wrong, the precedent for these so-called 'mechanical failures' is not unprecedented......"

She blew like a blue close to Matthew, Matthew's snort immediately became rapid, she smiled charmingly, and kissed the tip of the little boy's freckled nose, Matthew instantly felt that he was about to collapse with happiness, he wanted to reach out and hug the stunner in front of him, but he didn't dare.

"Come on, hug me." Mitchell encouraged him.

But when Matthew had the courage to reach out, she deftly avoided it.

"Get the work done, and we'll talk about rewards." Mitchell. Like a condescending, blue-eyed Persian cat, Cruz examined the restless rat on the plate.