"But I'm not a smart person, so I don't even count what I just said." Jonny smiled at the reporter. "Okay, I still have to train, I'm busy preparing for the war, and you don't want the saber-toothed tiger to drop the chain at a critical moment, right?" He turned to leave.

"But...... Our interview is not over yet, and there are still many questions. The reporter caught up again.

"Okay." Jonny walked up to Xi Kewen's booth and glanced at him, looking at him with an ignorant face, looking at him with his mouth open, not understanding what he was going to do at all.

This is Xi, the editor-in-chief of our famous school magazine, who is also the reporter and chief of the media public relations department of the Sabertooth Tigers...... That ...... "Jonny can't make it up anymore."

"Consultant, chief consultant......" Xi Kewen, who understood a little, hurriedly took Jonny's words.

"Yes, Chief Advisor! If you have any questions, you can ask my old partner and he will definitely know everything. Jonny looked at Xi Kewen, the braided young man heard the words 'old partner', and his expression at this moment had immediately changed from an ignorant naughty boy to a wise uncle, he bowed his head leisurely, and his data glasses shone brightly in the sun.

"Hello two, it's Xi Kewen." He first reported his home in a mellow voice, and stretched out his hand to shake the two reporters, who were at a loss. "I'm a sophomore at this school, the host of the sports journal, the president of the Photography and Documentary Association, the reporter with the Wenzhicheng winning basketball team, the Hobbit and the undefeated Sabretooth Rugby team, the school media writer, and the third-level teaching assistant, and I am creating my own ......."

While the commentary was reporting a lengthy title, Jonny hurriedly took the opportunity to slip away, and the two reporters who were in the clouds under the entanglement of the fern vine gong had lost the motivation to continue the interview at this time.

……

Pushing open the door of the locker room, Jonny was squatted at the door and pretending to be wearing shoes by Anthony. Daniels's fierce eyes were startled, the 'tank' man was as his name suggested, with a swarthy tendon and a very strong body, he was really a ruthless character who could walk on his fists and stand on his arms, but Jonny always didn't understand, what was he doing at the door?

Joni walked into the inner room puzzled, and Roger was changing clothes by the cupboard. As soon as Clark saw it, he immediately clamoured: "Oh, you're finished, you're late." ”

"It's just right to be late." Jonny was pinching the dots and rushing all the way.

"It's 15 seconds late, don't you see?" Roger showed Jonny the non-existent watch on his wrist, who squeezed out an innocent smile at him.

"It's the first time in my life that I came to the school to train on landing day......" Roger sighed. I mean...... Landing day! Landing day......" he said with a wink.

"What are you talking about?" Moleno walked out of the equipment room naked, he was sweating profusely, he looked like he had already practiced, and I don't know if Micah had come to school without showing up.

"Big day...... You don't understand ...... anyway" Roger immediately pretended to be serious when he saw Moreno, but the fat man immediately demolished him.

"Isn't it a chance to sow seeds? You don't know when I do? This routine has been played by people for hundreds of years. Moleno bared his teeth and walked away with disdain.

"Or do you know how well to know it." Roger hurriedly smiled behind him and added a compliment. "Compared to your age, this chick looks like it's just hatching from its eggs." He pointed at Jonny, who was puzzled.

"I really don't understand what you're talking about." Jonny had no choice but to know the depths of the way.

"Yo ho, do you really ask? Then I'm really going to answer? Roger immediately smiled mysteriously, which made Jonny feel like he had kicked over a hornet's nest.

"What happened on Providence four hundred years ago today?" The blonde asked Joni confidently.

"Who knows?" Jonny thought for a moment. "The first poultry genes carried by the starship were successfully cloned?" He really didn't expect Roger to study that history in such detail.

"Get out! It's the creation of man! Cyber androids! Roger said disdainfully.

"But that was 416 years ago, not 400 ......," Jonny said quickly, and Roger just ignored him.

“…… In any case, with this history, it is an excuse for us to have a great opportunity. He said mysteriously.

"What excuse?" Jonny still doesn't get it.

"You can't teach a child!" Roger shook his head. "Find someone you like, if you say something affectionate to her......" He immediately began to move, and began to look affectionately ahead, but there was Salander, the 'laughing craftsman', who was taking off his pants and looking at him coldly. Johnson, so he hurriedly changed direction and continued to be affectionate, and even had stretches and orchid fingers in his hands.

"Ah......" he sighed: "In the vast universe, we pass through the vast galaxy as a seed, in order to continue the destruction of civilization, we do not hesitate to endure all kinds of hardships, in this strange land, we sow love and tears, and give birth to a great civilization......" His tone was soothing, his eyebrows were lowered, and his emotions seemed to be precipitating.

"Ah......h

"Time outlines a little rain and dew, that is moving joy and laughter, that is the entangled truth and sigh, let us cherish this short moment, let us vent our long-hidden nature with each other, for the great civilization, for each other's love, hug each other......" his fingers made a tactful closing momentum, and gradually withdrew the full emotions that were rich to overflow.

"How?" Roger, who had returned to normal, was smiling at this point.

"This ......" Jonny's goosebumps had just landed, and now all that was left was horror. Are you writing poetry? How does it sound like a yellow warbler? ”

"Poetry? No, no! Roger shook his head in surprise. It's for sowing! A sucker! Stirring up their motherhood with words, we can do that pleasant gymnastics before planting seedlings...... Of course, you can't really broadcast it at the last minute, you have to pull it out......"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Jonny, who finally understood, immediately raised his hand in surrender.

"Virtue." Roger flattened.

"Fledglings." He glared at Jonny and still didn't give up.

"You're right!" Jonny had no choice but to say that he didn't want to continue the adult conversation, but he still asked with some curiosity, "Did you really succeed in doing this?" "That's unreasonable! He was already very curious after asking this sentence.