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Just like when he makes a bun, he won't deliberately make a bun that is destined to be ugly just for a certain idea. Even if he does, it will always be what he subconsciously wants. It is normal to deviate from the idea.
Xing spread his hands and was about to say something when he saw a familiar figure coming out from a small room at the side.
The man did not have a plaster cast on his face, but he was still holding a book in his hand, looking very rational and calm.
Latio's eyes swept in the direction where Ruan Mei left, and his voice was calm, "The so-called hermit is actually the real ambitious person in the Genius Club."
Xing turned his gaze away, stroking his chin in thought, "Ambition? Cheng Che did say that she wanted to study Star Gods, or even become one."
There was nothing wrong with studying the Star Gods. Black Tower, Screw Gum, and many other scholars were following the footsteps of the Star Gods to study their past, destiny, power, and even the Star Gods themselves. But becoming a Star God...
Xing frowned, "I can't imagine it."
Cheng Che glanced at Xing thoughtfully, then withdrew his gaze and sighed, "What's the big deal? Ambition is a good motivator for improvement."
According to his experience of reading so many novels, animations and TV series, this worthless star in front of him might also have a script for becoming a god.
Hearing this, Latio turned around and said, "Genius walks among the stars, but mediocre people cannot even catch up with a single footprint."
Cheng Che leaned against the toilet and raised his head, his eyes falling on Latio, "So?"
"There is no so-called failure in the life of ordinary people, and knowledge should not be circulated only among geniuses." Latio calmly closed the book in his hand and looked at Cheng Che, "Your question is meaningless and illogical. Next time before asking a question, please think about your real question and the answer you want. Don't waste our time."
Cheng Che: ...
So fierce.
"As you said, a failed life can also be meaningful." Cheng Che spread his hands, seemingly unconcerned about the harsh criticism, "But a failed conversation can also be meaningful. I can ask meaningless questions and also get meaningless answers. The life of an ordinary person requires not only knowledge, but also emotion, doesn't it?"
Cheng Che sat on the toilet and looked up at Latio, and said softly: "I can think rationally, but I also need to do some things emotionally, like now."
Latio raised his eyebrows and looked at Cheng Che with interest, "Oh?"
"For example, now." Cheng Che shook the long-handled spoon in his hand, used the spoon to stir the dessert in front of him into small pieces, and said softly: "The meaningless conversation gave me meaningless answers. Professor Latio, compared to Ms. Ruan Mei, I prefer the divinity you show."
Chapter 510 You are so sexy.
"Divinity?"
The man stood in the incubation room, raised his chin slightly, but looked down at the young man who was sitting on the toilet like a master, with a stern arc on his eyebrows, "Useful? Useless things can't cure stubborn diseases."
Cheng Che spread his hands and said indifferently, "It's useless, but it doesn't stop me from liking this kind of thing."
Latio snorted, took two steps forward and sat on the small stool next to the three toilets. He crossed his legs, picked up the teacup on the table, lowered his eyes and took a sip. "Instead of chatting, why not read more books and catch up on the common sense about this universe?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che shifted his gaze as if nothing had happened and met Shang Xing's puzzled look.
The gray-haired girl raised her phone and sighed in disappointment, "Ruan Mei said that there is a little bit of drug in the truth-regurgitating agent that can make me forget her. Will I forget her in the future?"
Cheng Che patted the little crow pendant hanging on the zipper of his chest and said, "It's okay. I've recorded it. I'll review it every day from now on. I'll make sure you remember it clearly."
Xing raised her eyes, "What's the point of Ruan Mei giving me the drug?"
Cheng Che thought about it and nodded affirmatively, "It's useful. At least she is in a lot of debt."
star:……
Xing thought about the ten magnified characters on Ruan Mei's arm, and then thought about how Ruan Mei would have to come back because she couldn't have snacks. Then he thought about how Ruan Mei needed Cheng Che as a sample and himself as an assistant. He nodded affirmatively, and said with emotion, "Poor Ruan Mei..."
Hearing this, Cheng Che sighed softly, handed over the snack, and looked at him with pity, "You should have some pity on yourself. This is just a real-regurgitation drug. What if it's some other poison?"
She has no care at all. How can we pity Ruan Mei?
Shouldn't I feel sorry for myself as the victim?
Xing collapsed on the toilet, holding her chest, and said pitifully, "I didn't expect that..."
"Heh." Latio snorted coldly, lowered his head and opened the thick book in his hand again.
Pity this, pity that, is there no one who can pity this brain that is so empty that it is about to echo?
I still watch Ruan Mei's video every day. Can't I review it every day? !
Although these new students are not stupid, they all have a disease called laziness!!!
Latio lowered his eyes, reading a book to cleanse his soul and drinking tea to cleanse his lungs. He didn't want to pay any attention to these two nameless guests with empty heads.
If I continue to pay attention to it, I will have to put on a plaster head again.
"He seems to not want to pay attention to us..." Xing muttered, moved closer to Cheng Che, recalled for a while and then explained, "Ruan Mei left all her breeding tools behind. We can breed all kinds of cats and cakes and bring them back, and then let Kafka speak for us, right?"
At this point, Xing frowned and reached out to poke the crow cat on Cheng Che's lap. "But the cat bred with your feathers doesn't seem to love Ruan Mei at all. I just chatted with it using the synesthesia beacon, and it said it wanted to find its father."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che lowered his eyes to look at the cat lying on his legs, twisting and turning and pointing at his fingers... Cuckoo... Cock?
He was silent for a moment, then snorted, "If you want to be my son, then go out and find your mother first, otherwise I won't do it..."
With a mutter, Cheng Che rubbed the little cat's tail. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Latio next to him with a calm expression.
He finished a piece of dessert, drank two cups of black tea, then closed the book and stood up, throwing a piece of paper into Cheng Che's hand, "Homework, you don't need my guidance, right? I'll teach you after you've at least finished reading the basic books."
Cheng Che looked up while holding the homework paper with neat and beautiful handwriting, "What about you?"
Latio: ...
Latio stood beside Cheng Che, glanced at him lightly, then retracted his gaze and said calmly, "I am a visitor to the Black Tower Space Station, so I naturally have to do what a visitor should do."
Latio walked towards the door with a calm back, "You asked another meaningless question. Think before you ask next time."
Cheng Che blinked innocently, his tone unchanged, "But you also gave an answer to a meaningless question, right?"
Cold on the outside but warm on the inside?
He keeps saying that other people's questions are meaningless, but he still gives his own opinions.
Latio's back froze, as if he was doubting his life.
"Then will you come to the train?" Cheng Che leaned forward, holding the cat cake and placing it on the table, with his chin pressed on the cake shell, and two small wings like antennas sticking out on both sides of his cheeks. "Let me make it clear first, teachers can't run away. Running away means delaying the students."
Latio: ...
Latio recalled the days he had spent on the train. The delicious food on the train and the slightly silly but sincere students on the train came to his mind. For a moment, he actually felt that the Starry Sky Train was not bad.
Xing leaned towards Jing Yuan, holding a trash can-turned cat cake in his arms, "Look, I tricked another person."
Jing Yuan was at a loss for words, "Then which one of the lame ones am I?"
"Hmm?" Xing thought for a moment and shook his head, "Too many to count."
As soon as he finished speaking, Latio closed his eyes and wished he could put a plaster head on it right now.
Can't you count addition and subtraction of numbers less than three digits? !
"Oh..." Cheng Che sighed softly, shook his clothes, stood up, fumbled in his pocket, took out a stack of sticky notes and tore off a piece.
There was a strange pattern drawn on a square piece of note paper, which was only the size of a palm, and was held in the young man's hand.
Cheng Che stood beside Latio, holding a piece of note paper between his slender fingers and moving it, as if he was thinking about where to stick it.
Under Latio's puzzled gaze, Cheng Che pondered for a long time, lowered his eyes, and stuck the small sticky note on the exposed chest skin of a professor who did not abide by the male ethics.
Use your fingertips to poke the edges and corners until they are flat and fit the skin.
Cheng Che then stood up, his eyes swept across the skin exposed in the hollowed-out part of the other person's chest and the hanging metal chain, and he couldn't help but twitch his lips, "Knowledge is power, I will read more books when I go back."
Cheng Che turned around and sat back, once again leaning against Mao Gao as if he were a pillow. Two pairs of light amber eyes, one above and one below, stared at Latio, with the same clarity.
Cheng Che waved his hand, "Just send a message and a trash can will appear to take you back to the train."
Latio lowered his eyes to look at the sticky note on his chest, tore it off silently, and turned to leave.
My head is no longer empty, but it is full of banned content.
Xing tilted her head, "Che, you're so flirty."
"No way! Who can be sexier than these people showing off their waists, breasts and shoulders..." Cheng Che muttered, and couldn't help but look out the door again, "It feels pretty good. I'll read more when I get home."
Xing lay on the table and made a sincere suggestion, "Then you should expose yourself too."
"You'll be in big trouble then." Cheng Che glanced at Xing, twisting Mao Gao's tail with his fingers and shaking it back and forth. "So when he comes to scold me next time, it will be quite exciting to hear."
Chapter 9 Extra
A black vehicle stopped at the gate of the villa area. Before the driver could get out and open the door, a child about ten years old jumped out of the vehicle with his braids swinging and ran towards the house.
Seeing this, the driver smiled helplessly and followed him into the house carrying a bag full of textbooks and homework.
In the living room, an old man with a kind look on his face sat on the sofa, smiling as he watched the girl next to him pruning the branches, cutting the roses into the right length and inserting them into the vase.
Hearing the voice, the old man raised his eyes, and a doting smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, "Cheche is on vacation?"
"It's holiday!" Cheng Che responded, leaned over to look, and then asked in confusion: "Sister, where is my brother Tang? He said he will be back today!"
The girl who was arranging flowers elegantly sighed slightly and looked at Cheng Che with a helpless look, "Can you remember your sister a little bit? You just remember your brother."
"That's impossible. You don't give me pocket money." Cheng Che muttered, changed his shoes and ran to the old woman, with a faint smile on his face, "Grandma, where's my brother?"
The old man chuckled and raised his chin towards the upstairs, "I just came back and was sleeping."
At this point, the old man tidied up Cheng Che's hair and patted his head. "Go up and rest with your brother for a while. They will stay at home for dinner tonight. Someone will go up to call you then."
Cheng Che nodded in response, nuzzled his grandmother's neck, then turned around and ran upstairs.
Listening to the boy's footsteps going away, the girl beside him chuckled, "It's strange, brothers and sisters are not necessarily close, but cousins are very close."
Hearing this, the old man glared and said, "Then you should be nicer. You are mean to your brother every day."
The girl sighed helplessly, "Then he should learn something. My elementary school teacher complained to a college student of mine, saying that he mocked other children at school every day for being useless, trashy, and crybaby. It's okay to say such things behind their backs, but how can you say them to their faces? At least give them some face..."
Grandma: ...
There is no doubt that little Cheng Cheche is a person who likes to chatter.
Bedroom upstairs.
Cheng Che pushed the door open quietly and walked in. Sure enough, he saw a bulge on the bed in the dim room.
A young man in his early twenties was lying on his side on the bed, with two circles of tiny gold beads wrapped around one of his hands hanging by the bed. He looked very thin and fragile, with his blood vessels clearly visible.
Cheng Che moved to the bedside, kicked off his slippers skillfully, climbed up, and rolled into the young man's arms. His pigtails hung over the bed and swayed in the young man's hands.