"Roger, have you read the news?" As soon as Jonny made the call, he immediately asked Roger, who was looking relaxed.

"What's the news? JFK, how do I go to the news? Roger immediately rebuked him, and he was sitting in the car at this time, the picture and his posture shaking at the same time, as if he was going uphill.

"Fair enough." Jonny nodded at him, then suddenly frowned and continued, "You can't be riding up the slope in front of my house, are you?" ”

"Huh, how do you know?" Roger looked at the screen in shock. "I also deliberately blurred the background, I didn't expect you to be able to guess."

"It's not surprising that every time I call, you take half a day to answer, and this time it's so fast." Jonny said to him.

"That just means I'm wearing a damn watch on my wrist." Roger pouted dissatisfied.

"No, you don't, you hate watches, but you have to carry them with you to make phone calls, and you usually just keep them in your trouser pocket." Jonny pointed out that he was lying, as he could tell from the angle of Roger's arm that he was holding the watch and not wearing it on his hand.

At this time, a yellow flying car drove up the hill, and as he had done several times in the past ten days or so, Roger took a taxi to his friend's house.

"You only answer the phone so quickly when you're holding back." Jonny headed for the flying car, and Roger was stepping out of the door with his watch in hand.

"You can obviously go and be a private investigator, JFK." Roger tilted the corners of his mouth at the holographic screen.

The two of them were close at hand, but they both spoke into the holographic window of the watch, which couldn't help but make Joanna, who heard the sound of the car moving and pushed the door to check, felt very weird.

"What are you two doing?" The mother asked Roger, who was smiling at his watch, and the blonde boy quickly lowered his arm when he heard the sound.

"Hello aunt." He bowed politely. "Every time I call you that, I think it's a great irony, obviously young like a sister, but it's Jonny's mother." And then sweet talk.

"Okay." Every time Roger made Joanna lose his temper, she often heard Jonny mention the friend, and she was very pleased with Roger's good deeds in Wasteland. From her son's mouth, she knew that although the child was smooth and naughty on the surface, he was really kind in his heart. But she did feel a little strange that the son of this celebrity descendant could become inseparable friends with her son.

"Stay here for dinner at noon today, and you are not allowed to leave without saying a word like last time." Joanna confessed to Roger, and after the other party smiled and said yes loudly, she walked back to the house satisfied.

"Is the news about the ban?" On the lawn high up in the hill, Roger sat cross-legged, and before Jonny could speak, he was telling the truth that they both knew.

"Well, how do you know? You don't watch the news. Jonny asked.

"The news is all old, and when the report comes out, all the ducks will fly......," Roger said, smashing his mouth. Isaac. Bambi has a cousin who works in the Fortune City Athletic Association, and the news was released by him, and I already knew about it yesterday. ”

"What did 'fawn' tell you?" Jonny nodded, most of these second-year saber-toothed players are friendly with Roger, he seems to have a natural kind of magic, judging from Bambi's ability to call Roger without informing himself, the new generation of saber-toothed players may have some fear of him, a non-talkative quarterback.

"He asked me to tell you, according to his cousin, at the moment the association has to make a decision because of Harris's insistence, but when this rumor passes, maybe the situation will turn around." Roger brings new intel.

"Principal Nestor said that he was waiting for the news of his suspension of school, but this time it's good, if you want to play in the league, you have to wait for the news, we are doing a big thing, isn't it?" Roger looked at Johnny with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"Do you mean snatching a police stick and breaking a few faces?" Jonny squinted at him. "That's nothing, for the sons of heroes."

"You still say that I grabbed a stick and smashed the police? I never mentioned it, and when I did, I got angry. Feeling my conscience, JFK, you were the first to grab the stick, I was just learning from you! Roger said indignantly.

"I'm defending myself." Jonny raised his face.

"Then I'm defending myself, too." Roger raised his face as well.

"Rushing out from behind me and crashing into a crowd isn't much of a self-defense, and I think you used the standard shoulder punch, right? Then I thought you'd just grab it next. Jonny sneered at his friend, who had not mentioned the events of that day since they had been released from the correctional facility, and Jonny found it amusing to recall the scene.

"That's called a habitual reflex!" Roger rolled his eyes. "But to be honest, the first time I encountered such a situation, I didn't feel scared when so many sticks were swung over, and I didn't know if it was normal or not." He couldn't help but flatten his mouth.

"Normal, why isn't it normal?" Jonny hurriedly defended him. "Son of a hero." Then it took a sharp turn.

"Okay, don't talk about this useless." Roger was not satisfied. "The season is reimbursed, what are you going to do? Do you want me to find some connections for you to rematch? You know, my old man has finally come back, and he may have some way to do that. ”

"Find a relationship for me?" There's something strange about Jonny. "Why not find a relationship for you? You're sitting with me, too. ”

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Roger took a breath and said, "I'm not going to join the college football team anymore, which means my football career is over." ”

"Really?" Jonny was surprised. "This is the first time I've heard of this."

"What's the first time?" Roger said angrily. "I've told you so many times, and you obviously weren't listening, JFK."

"It's true that I had doubts about the future, but I thought you were just talking, and how can you say that the goals you set for yourself since you were a child can change?" Jonny asked, puzzled.

"I don't know." Roger shook his head. "A profession that trades honor for utilitarianism? Do I need to dedicate the first half of my life to this? He sighed.

"In the past, it was just a faint disgusting thought, but since I met the children of Alphaye, this thought has become more ingrained, and then I know you......"