"Little brother Linton, it's early."

"Early."

"Morning, good morning! Linton Trainers! ”

"Good morning, the twin-turbo is in good spirits."

"Morning! Trainer, we're looking for Sister Bourbon, do you know where she is? ”

"I guess she's on the football field, and her class has morning exercises."

"Then let's go check it out, thank you trainer!" "You're welcome, go ahead, Xiaoyu."

"Lin Yuge, morning-" "Good morning, special week, shut your mouth. ”

"What a fierce word!"

"It's just literal, swallow the radish in your mouth before you speak."

"No, I just wanted to ask you why you keep putting your hands in your pockets."

"I think that's pretty cool."

"Uh, Brother Linton, are you serious?"

"Seriously."

Examining Omer's face carefully, for it really didn't look like a fake, the 'general general', with his brown hair and a large handful of white hairs on his forehead, was swallowing the last radish stalk in his mouth with no grace.

Then he nodded with a very reluctant look: "Okay then, after all, Brother Linton is only 19 years old." ”

What do you say when a 16-year-old kid looks like he's older than me? The originality has given you a long experience, right?

Omer's face was calm and even a little cold, and he bowed slightly: "I heard that you plan to compare your appetite with others?" ”

"Oh! Lintongo is well-informed! I'm ready to compete with Oguri! ”

Oh, thou shalt be fat.

Although the horse racing lady does eat a lot of food, especially Zhou, she is one of the best, but to be more than the outburst, the famous chestnut hat Biomer is not willing to guess the winner or loser, and only hopes that the person who prepares the ingredients is okay.

"I heard that there are also Miyu classmates joining?"

"That's right! Rice bath is also a fierce general! But it doesn't matter, I haven't eaten carrots for a day for this day, and tomorrow's preparation will definitely be able to knock Oguri and Rice-sang Sanlang out! ”

Three earthquakes and three waves are really yours! But what did you chew just now?

Tomorrow's preparation is an appetizer, isn't it, what a despicable Zhou Spee!

Special Week, who has a nickname like Spee-chan among his classmates, and although Omer tries to adapt to the environment, it is clear from his performance so far that he cannot be expected to follow the local customs in this regard.

"As long as I beat them, I'll be number one in terms of appetite for Traison!"

That's it! Can't you go to the Execution Cafeteria of Heavenly Gate City to kick the gym?

…… Hopefully the trainer is okay.

Ome recalled the information he had gathered, and remembered that the trainer of Special Zhou was a Moonlight Clan traverser, and the main expenses were to treat his subordinates to eat and drink.

The more trainers under Ma Niang, the more they have to meet such misfortunes, after all, the prize for Ma Niang's victory is shared between Ma Niang and the school, what does it matter to your trainer.

You can't shout about the rich woman, the hungry, the hungry, the food every day, can you?

This appetite has really become the norm, and it will definitely be a heavy blow to your wallet, and the posture bar will collapse for you.

"Then you go for a lap and let the energy burn go further to make room for your stomach."

Omer, who was not right-hearted, continued to be duplicitous: "But it's better to prepare some stomach medicine for protection, overeating can make your body have some problems." ”

"Suzuka-san, too, is ready, then I'll start, goodbye Brother Linton!"

"Goodbye."

The smile that was trying to stretch finally stopped after the other party was far away, and Omo lowered his face and looked at his wrist in his trouser pocket, moving slightly.

“……”

Just the slightest crack in it, the blinding light could attack Omer's eyes fiercely.

Immediately he had tears in his eyes, and then he was handed a pair of sunglasses by the café that approached at a trot.

The latter also had a white coat hanging from the crook of his arm.

I don't know if I was mistaken by the light, but I seemed to see a phantom dangling behind her.

It's a very light reaction from the Lingzi...... A psychic medium that really attracts remnants?

“…… Thanks, but not yet. With tears in his eyes, Ormer's refusal was firm.

Now it's a cool guy who can't leave his pocket, and if he wears sunglasses, it will be more thorough.

There is no in your pocket honestly, but it is easy to become a campus star when you take it out.

It was just after Traeson's bell rang when a group of students were bouncing around, and every now and then a fellow trainer or two would greet them.

I didn't see the guys who were training around the training ground yesterday afternoon.

But most of the few I met on the road yesterday were mostly there for Ma Niang, who had ulterior motives and was casually perfunctory by him.

One of them, the twin turbo, greeted him as he passed by, and it seemed that it had stopped for a while, but it didn't mean to talk about it more.

Although Omo keenly felt that the child's attitude was wrong, he didn't expect it to be because his deeds of becoming Elie Suko's trainer had spread, and Suko's reputation was particularly special.

After looking for a Bourbon to apologize yesterday, Tamamo Cross chatted with the other party for a while with great perseverance against cyber grammar, and even reached a familiar relationship where they could call each other by name, and the former turned around and came to Omer to thank him for another round, so that he also won the 'honor' that he could call him by his name.

As for the special week that was specially squatted by himself to entertain him, he didn't expect to remember himself.

It's quite warm to talk about, and even the original title has been reactivated, which has a feeling of being an extra silly sister.

Of course, now it's the silly sister who thinks he's even more stupid.

Tsk, this little girl didn't know that someone who was 'pretending to be cool' had fallen to such a point because she drank the beta reagent prepared for her.

When the years are quiet, have you ever thought about who is carrying the weight for you?

When everything comes here, you can understand it when you see Omer's gesture.

That tube of 'appetizer' was obviously a side effect of hiccups that didn't trigger, but it did trigger glow.

Perhaps Omer should be glad that the two of them at least didn't come together.

But he really didn't want to show off his amazing hands at the moment, and refused to think about how such a thing that maintained a strong light for so long could be justified.

There is also no high temperature.

Oh, that's a good thing, otherwise you'll be able to take your pants away with your pants pocket.

But even in his trouser pockets, he felt that the light was rising, so fortunately, it didn't look eye-catching enough on a sunny day.

According to Tachyon, this phenomenon does not last long, at least no more than an hour.

Preferably no more than an hour.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to touch his hands, and he wouldn't be able to turn on the voice-activated function of the terminal, which he had never used before, to time.

"The speed is almost here, please pay attention."

"Hmm"

Glancing at the brown figure running in the distance, and then at the white coat hanging on the arm of the Manchester City café, Omer recalled that Elle exclaimed before: this is the preparatory dress she is still considering, wearing it will definitely increase her speed!

Omer, who thought that the white coat would only increase the wind resistance, didn't say much.

It was decided to let her run one round first, and then take off her white coat and run another round.

Compare the data and make her die.

It is true that the G1 winning suit of the horse racing lady is basically full of bells and whistles, and even the shoes are full of high heels, which makes people can't help but sigh 'what a strong materialology and how strong an ankle'.

But sighing and sighing, a set of decisive uniforms is indeed a cutting-edge material, and under the premise of giving priority to solving the problems of wind resistance and movement obstruction, the quality of many decisive uniforms can be directly used as combat uniforms.

That kind of clothing is inherently expensive and has a lot of consideration, so it's hard to say that you can't wear it fast.

But this white coat is indeed a traditional polyester fabric.

The advantages are structured and durable, easy to wash and dry, strong and durable, and not easy to deform.

The disadvantages are that it feels hard, breathable, inelastic, and less comfortable.

It can be said that it has nothing to do with sports.

But rather than saying it directly, Ormer prefers to let her see the reality for herself.

Then at the moment when Elie crossed the line, the Manchester City Tea House pinched down the stopwatch, and reported a slightly higher number to the approaching speeder and to the Omer who came over.

“……”

It was Omer's turn to be silent.

Who needs to see reality now—looking at Elie Suko's smile, Omer always felt that he could read such a meaning.

To this, Omer only smiled meaninglessly.

Asking the other party if they are interested in releasing water at the beginning is a very unnecessary process, which only increases the rift of trust and endless troubles.

"Okay, then you can put it on."

Unexpected, but not particularly unexpected.

Omer, who had never said anything to death out of usual caution, and didn't even question the other party at all, but just let her run two rounds first, accepted the result quickly.

After all, it's not an official competition, it's training.

Training, plus negative training is also a common plan, wear that body should be more difficult for her.

He had a very flat mentality.

It's just that the other party is not satisfied and wants to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Oops, what am I talking about?" The white coat that was handed over by the Manchester City Tea House quickly put on Elie Suzi came to the side of Omer, "Guinea Pig Jun compromised very simply, what's going on?" Is there no backhand at all? ”

The tone of the tail note is always high and long, which is also the energetic style of the Elie type, Omer thought.

Of course, he also knew the reason for the other party's provocation: because Omer had mentioned the topic of controlling the speed with the café before.

At this time, rather than considering the problem of dissipation, I am more worried about the competitive spirit that may extend into long-term confrontation......

It's really troublesome, this kind of arrogance that needs to be kept, but can hinder the efficiency of communication.

"The result of the experiment is the goal, and facts speak louder than words, are you going to let me mess around?" Wordlessly, glancing at the excited but sweaty Ellie Suzi, Omer raised his chin in the direction of the Manchester City Tea House, "Go rest for a while, and then I'll talk about your running problems." ”

"It's really cunning to put on a serious face at this time, guinea pig-kun."

"And so rudely raised his head."

"Who is this for?" Hearing this, Omer was finally a little embarrassed.

If he can use his fingers, of course he won't use his head to guide the way, and his nostrils will look at people, it's not that his hands are not good to leave his pocket!

However, when he asked, the other party had already turned and walked towards the Manchester City Tea House.

"Naturally, it's because Guinea Pig-kun is passionate about supporting my research career! Keep up the good work~! ”

Even this answer was far away, and Omer stood still and sighed, and slowly followed in the direction of the two horse girls.

Continue to put your hands in your pockets.

Thanks to B_rabbit, Xia Yun Longbow, Sword Dancer's Death, hello10mins, Yunxiao who is addicted to lilies, and Xue Dinger's big cat for their tips. Thanks thanks

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