"In the end, you gained nothing. In addition to exhausting yourself half to death by running back and forth, you also made David's brother laugh?"
"Gaining peace of mind is also a kind of gain, not to mention..."
Omer pushed the terminal in his hand along the table, and the terminal drew a straight line and was held down by Morrison's hand. When he let go, a complete projection appeared in the air.
There is a side profile of a racing girl with a calm expression, and a companion with a stern expression beside her.
There is also a question below the picture about who they are waiting for, and a small guess.
Morrison raised his hand to touch the comment area, but saw the current in Omo's raised fingers trembling slightly, and the metal terminal immediately flew into his hand.
"Tsk, I remember the title. I will search it later and read it to you!"
Morrison smacked his lips in displeasure, determined to choke him with possible questions or even curses.
"You are over 100 years old, can you be more mature?" Omo curled his lips as he put away the terminal, and then glanced at the projection on it, his expression slightly calmed down.
"Anyway, they did wait there,"
"What? Are you excited? Do you want to consider returning to my suggestion and choose a trainer major?"
Vampires may also be qualified for the title of devil in mythology, especially with Morrison's evil smile, the evil feeling of temptation, instigation and beating also arises spontaneously.
"No plan, I don't even know why they came to me."
"Really don't know?" Morrison still had the same smile, and even his tone of voice was joking, "Unexpected?"
In contrast is Homais's calm indifference.
"If you miss it, you will miss the opportunity. I think today's exam status is not bad. You should prepare to buy a ticket for me. I can pack my luggage tonight."
"You little brat, please think more about the hormones of puberty, such as... well, that cyborg girl's plump curves!" "It's so greasy. Every time I wonder why you have a mouth? "
"The same goes for you kid!" Morrison just didn't want to be said by this guy who knew how to raise people's blood pressure.
"You greasy middle-aged and elderly people should go to bed after eating. If you sleep deeply enough, you don't have to get up at night to ask for help."
"I'm recording this time!" Morrison took out a pen from his pocket, "Who should not have a mouth?"
Then he saw that Omo was motionless, but the pen in his hand had already flown out. When he reacted quickly and was about to grab it back, another white light flashed in front of his palm.
The obvious stinging sensation made him immediately retract his hand, looking at the gray and black marks on it being covered with pale white, and then looking at Omer holding the recording pen, he twitched the corner of his mouth:
"I have already learned the Holy Light at the age of nineteen. I don't even dare to think about when I will be a filial son."
"Holy Light?" Omo's expression was a little subtle, "It's just a light spell. I can't study the spiritual essence of Holy Light."
What's more, he is preparing to awaken his bloodline and become a half-demon. The devil who studies the Holy Light is somewhat rebellious.
"Can light magic be so hot?" Morrison was surprised.
"Isn't it your own problem?"
Putting the recorder that had deleted the shared program audio track back on the table, Omer turned to collect the tableware on the dining table and prepared to send it to the kitchen for cleaning.
Although the savings have increased and the quality of life has improved, the family has not hired a housekeeping robot, but has bought a dishwasher.
No more hand washing like you did when you were a kid.
"Genetic modification allows you to become an artificial day walker, not afraid of sunlight, but it only weakens the concept of the sun and eliminates the damage caused by ultraviolet rays to you." Omer picked up the tableware and stacked the plates and looked at his adoptive father who looked not very good-looking. "Those are dead things."
"Spells mixed with spiritual guidance still restrain you, even more restraint than before your genetic modification. Those bright expectations and purifying prayers will cause more damage to you. You know better than anyone else."
You just pretended that it didn't happen and didn't mention it to me... I'm afraid if you say this sentence, the atmosphere will become more tense. In fact, Omo doesn't care about this matter, so he naturally omits it. She didn't even look at his complicated expression and just turned around and walked towards the kitchen.
Open the instrument, place the tableware in categories, turn the knob, and press the buttons. Then you only need to wait for the trembling instrument to clear up.
"Did my friends tell you this, or did you see it yourself?"
The voice came from the door, and it was Morrison leaning against the door.
The cleverness of asking questions in this manner in order to pretend that he doesn't particularly care is obviously meaningless to someone like Homais, but in order to eliminate the other person's anxiety, he will still respond honestly:
"neither."
Homare stared at the dishwasher and shook his head.
"I just saw your medical examination sheet."
"...It's boring, let's go."
The sound of slippers hitting the ground was indeed far away. At this moment, Omo turned his head and glanced at the empty door, feeling speechless.
From being smart as a child to being so hot for three minutes, to being so easy to coax, I really can't tell who is the adult and who is the child many times.
However, Omer himself is already 19 years old and cannot claim to be a minor, and the time they have lived together has increased to the point where they are too lazy to complain - Omer feels that this is a very bad development.
I'm too lazy to talk about it anymore. Isn't it completely hopeless?
If I really ignore this guy, will I turn into the suspicious old man with messy hair, dark circles under his eyes, and wrinkled suit every time?
Considering that even though vampire literature has been developed for so many years, there are still people who are afraid of vampires. At that time, there will also be a situation like "one day, he received a call from the police station asking him to come to the detention center to collect someone", right?
Although it turned out to be just a misunderstanding in the end.
But it’s too troublesome that this kind of thing can continue to happen until now! At the thought of this future possibility, Omer's 'trouble radar' would go off, causing him to lecture the useless adult and then spray nitrogen on the road known as 'boy mother'.
I'm so angry, can't dad just nag me?
Since there must be someone on the first page of the household registration book, why can't that person be me? Well, Omo has no such idea, unless Morrison wants to trick him into calling him daddy again, then he will subconsciously fight back ', perform a redistribution declared by the father.
"Ding--"
The sound of the dishwasher finishing its work suddenly made Omo's eyes narrowed due to trance, and he sighed leisurely.
What am I thinking? Is there too little sense of urgency? After all, it’s still during the college entrance examination...
After finishing the tableware, Omo picked up the terminal and typed a message to inform Kelif that he had decided to strengthen his review tonight. Then he greeted Morrison who was watching TV in the living room and went to his room.
As for the luggage...we'll prepare it later.
Things about the horse race girl, new friends, and travel destinations were put aside for the time being. He did his duty as a student and focused on reviewing knowledge points. This kind of concentration plan was not difficult for Omer.
The basic concentration method of Yuan Neng cultivation, or meditation techniques, and calming mind methods are all the same. They are all taught in junior high school classes. They can have some effect. Like Chaomeng, they can be used in a certain sense. Serves as a psychological adjustment technique.
Taking it before bed can also help you sleep.
The night passed smoothly like this until the second round of assessment at dawn.
There were no more emergencies or changes, except that no reporters came to see them again, and the racing girls didn’t seem to be enthusiastic about coming to the second round.
Thinking about it, it is not enough to squat for two rounds just because of one speech. Aomo is not Zhuge Liang, and they are not Liu Xuande.
However, he did know that Miura Bourbon was in a state without a trainer. There had been a very popular discussion thread on the forum about this matter, and they were talking about some people who traveled through other worlds and thought they could do it with the name " The mobile game knowledge of "Jockey Girl" is provided to the time traveler trainers planned by "Jockey Girl".
Compared to them, Bize, who is also a bit of an armchair strategist, is relatively good. After all, Bize has no real intention to take the trainer's certificate test and then mislead others by copying his so-called game experience.
However, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible for me to become an appointed trainer while still taking the college entrance examination. The accumulation of professional knowledge is still insufficient, and I cannot pass the procedures.
In addition to reassuring himself, Omer's pursuit yesterday was also curious about what the other person was thinking at that time.
Do you want to ask for advice from yourself? Or is there some fallacy in her guess that warrants her being so excited that she comes to speak out in person?
It seemed that this curiosity was destined to be unsatisfied in the short term. Omo, who was not in a hurry, bypassed the reporter who wanted to interview him and found the place he had agreed with David to wait for Bize to meet.
Speaking of which, after the first day of interviews, Omo became a relatively troublesome familiar face to several TV reporters who were responsible for publicity. They would not do the interview if they could.
But the incident of "Jockey Girl Waiting in the Examination Room" that happened the next day also gave reporters from several other programs a hint of special news.
Although through their interview, if the operation is done well, there will be a chance to see the two horse racing girls again, but the other consequences caused by this behavior are not what Omo is willing to bear.
So he slipped away anyway.
The power of public opinion is still too deep for a young person to grasp.
