Master of the Stars

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Husband hardly framed Liangzi, and Luo Shuqing didn't say much, only sneered: "Is this something you can't throw away? Your proud daughter!"

Anyway, thanks to his uncle's transfer of firepower, Luo Nan temporarily left the battlefield and went upstairs to change clothes and wash.

I know that this morning is destined to have a lot of things. I just changed my clothes after taking a shower, and a message came from the six ears, and it was a strange number. Luo Nan thought for a while and chose to connect, just about to ask.

"Go to you X!"

Luo Nan was stunned for a moment, which neuropathy? There are such people in the association? And then, the opposite voice out of control shouted:

"Despite hiding in that mechanical female crotch, Lao Tzu will look good to you sooner or later!"

This man sounds like he is drunk, and the words are not too clear, all with dirty words, and in less than half a minute, he has scolded a bunch of elders.

At this time, Luo Nan finally reacted, the mechanical girl ... refers to He Yueyin? Then it is related to the 28th action.

Looking at the other party's bad attitude, he quickly had a guess, and then looking at the display headshot, it turned out:

"Black beetle?"

Isn't this guy the one who couldn't bear the criticism of He Yueyin that night, the one who left the team halfway? In the briefing evaluation of the association, he and the unlucky black wolf were awarded zero points.

Now it seems that this person has a bad character ... really there are everyone in the association.

He was smashed with a swearing head, and his face was smashed, but the Buddha also had fire, not to mention Luo Nan?

He frowned back and said, "Blatant threats and fierce attitudes. Can I think that you are being manipulated by the 'human face spider'?"

Smashed down by this big hat, suffocated across the face, and then gritted his teeth again: "Boy, don't think that the psychic is great, let's play slowly in the future!"

Luo Nan replied coldly: "I will accompany you anytime!"

The communication on both sides hung up, but Luo Nan found himself impulsive. When he communicated, he spit out again. He patted his cheek and probed the probe from the stairs. The downstairs was very quiet. Dispel.

He was relieved and went downstairs.

Seeing Luo Nan come down, his uncle and aunt turned their faces together, and the uncle motioned him to sit down: "Come, eat, the millet porridge is hot and delicious."

Mo Haihang worked in the power organs for many years. Although he was not tall, he looked serious, usually silent, and did not look close.

But in fact, at home, this is a standard "cooker", as long as at home, from morning to night, all three meals belong to him.

Nor does it mean that fear or the like, it is the craftsmanship of my aunt for decades, and I dare not compliment it.

As for a pair of children, Moya perfectly inherited her aunt ’s strong talents and her terrible cooking skills. Although she dared to cook, no one dared to eat;

And Mo Peng, the same-year-old cousin of Luo Nan, how could it be possible to get up at less than 10 o'clock on the weekend morning? The family had breakfast and they were too lazy to call him.

Probably due to Moya's extremely serious upswing behavior, long low pressure on the table, uncle's class after work, see this situation, calmly drink porridge, watch the news.

Luo Nan was also not good at talking, and bored to eat. The amount of his meal is there, and the congee and side dishes are definitely not enough. My uncle also took this into account when cooking.

It stands to reason that although it happened one month later, it was still a normal Mo family breakfast daily, but Luo Nan felt strange today.

It's because his mental senses spread out at any time, even if he lowered his head, he could see the eyes of his uncle and aunt exchange eyes, which seemed to be too frequent.

It used to be the same? Or is he too sensitive today?

Seeing the food was almost ready, the aunt suddenly said, "You, Luo Nan."

"aunt?"

"Is nothing okay today?"

"Uh, no ..."

"Then let's go to Anhai together to see your grandpa."

Luo Nan was stunned for a while, then responded loudly: "Okay!"

But for a moment he was worried again: "Grandpa's condition is not good again?"

"No, don't guess!" Aunt nodded her chin. "Go, you will clean up today!"

Luo Nan has no objections.

Anhai Medical Center, a well-known psychiatric nursing home in Xiacheng, is located in the far suburbs, nearly 200 kilometers from the main city area, which is about an hour's drive away.

Every time the family travels, the co-pilot position is a golden treasure. No one is willing to accept the aunt of the aunt's ears in the back compartment. This time Luo Nan took the position before Mo Peng who was still awake, and he was relieved when he got on the bus.

An hour's drive is not long or short.

For Mo Peng, it is obviously very long; Luo Nan has a lot of things to pass the time.

He opened his portable notebook and looked at the paper-like soft screen interface. At this time, the newly appeared "imagination icon" was still in the "download state". More than 30 hours had passed, and the progress was only 2%.

Well, thanks to this "2", otherwise I thought it was dead.

Ronan cannot estimate how much information he dug out of the "human face spider". Or is it possible to break away from the abundant energy of the laboratory, and the analysis speed of external neurons is limited?

Looking at the battery level of the paper-like soft screen, there is about half left. This is very unusual consumption, but compared with the independent power station in the gear laboratory, it is nothing.

Come to school tomorrow, you can give it a try.

Luo Nan opened the drawing software, and then went directly to the second layer interface, showing the five-layer spliced ​​tower structure of students, staff, technicians, priests, and politicians.

But immediately frowned, was it his illusion? Feel the interface become "dirty"? Inexplicably a little dark, and a little jitter ...

Without waiting for a closer look, the uncle in the driver's seat turned his head:

"Working on social format charts? Well, you changed the soft screen."

In the automatic driving mode, he is a driver who can be idle and has a sharp eye.

Luo Nan made a noise and wanted to pass it vaguely.

My uncle raised his mouth in rare ways: "In 1979, I was forced by someone. On the super calculation in the bureau, I started a research project, built a format model for him, and used Xia Chengsan. Ten years of authority, credit data, and finally punished without saying anything, and your grandfather reprimanded a sentence to beg for the fish ... This is all right now. "

Luo Nan knew that someone was referring to his father, Luo Zhongheng.

It seems that the uncle and father have a good relationship. Over the years, they have been trying to correct Ronan ’s impression of his father, but it is useless. Ronan will not forgive a coward who used his grandfather ’s efforts for freedom and then disappeared “freely”!

He responded hum, not wanting to speak.

Instead, Mo Peng saw his father's opening, and found a good opportunity to get rid of the old lady's low air pressure field, sliding the seat forward, and inserted it abruptly:

"Let me say, my brother, your fifth-level social model is too dark. Why do priests be more advanced than technicians? Politicians are more advanced than priests? This is not a field. You mean that priests are higher than clerks. There ’s nothing wrong with the war ... "

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