[Comprehensive British and American] Run piggy

Mike's cleaning agent was very successful, the little old man happily applied for a patent for Mike, and also opened a company to sell the cleaning agent made by Mike.

Inexplicably, there is a feeling of standing at the pinnacle of life at the age of seven. Why?

The little old man is rich and self-willed, and he starts a company to amuse his own children. This is no one.

But it is also considered that he has a vision, the cleaning agent developed by Mike was quickly sold out, why?The price is cheap, and it works. It is clear that there is no such store after passing this village.

After developing the cleaning agent, there is no need to worry about maintaining the tank. By the way, the elders also like this cleaning agent. The important thing is that the cleaning will not damage the parts.

"How long has it been since we've been in the Rotten Kingdom, and we haven't gone out for a good stroll yet."

Translated, it is roughly: let's go, grandson, let's go for a walk.

"..." I really don't want to go out...

In this way, Mike was led by the little old man to go out for a walk with his grandson, but the little old man was the one who was walked, and he was the one who was walked.

First, I went to a tailor shop to make two sets of clothes. It's not that the old man is stingy. Children grow up fast, and if they make too much, they will soon be unable to wear them. It's not that people are stupid and have a lot of money.

If it was such a mess, their family would have gone bankrupt a long time ago, otherwise they could still live in the big castle?

Just like that, Mike was taken to the little old man's friend's house, where a group of women lived, it was just... so scary!

When you are surrounded by a group of women and pinch your face, you will probably have an urge to rush out.

"Edmund, why are you here?" A typical scholar-like uncle said while standing on the stairs and looking down.

"Old friend, long time no see, I'll come to see you." The little old man, Edmund, happily led Mike upstairs, and the two of them followed into the study.

As expected of an uncle who looks like a scholar, there are so many books in the study.

"Who is this kid?" Mr. Wembley looked at Mike and asked.

"This is my grandson." The little old man said proudly.

"You are a bachelor, you don't even have a son, where did you get your grandson?" Wembley glanced at the little old man with disdainful eyes, and mercilessly exposed a certain bachelor.

"My brother's, but now it's mine." The little old man said that his brother's is also his.

"That's your brother who moved to the United States?" Wembley thought of the little old man's brother who went to the United States to hang out.

"Yes, unfortunately, they had a car accident, and they were notified to let me pick them up." The little old man said, if not for this, he might not see Mike for a long time.

"Son, it's unfortunate that you followed this old man." Wembley said in a tone full of regret.

"Uncle is very nice." Mike said with a smile like a naive child, yes, the little old man is actually very nice.

"Dad, Mom said..." At this moment, a little lady opened the door and walked in.

"Come and meet my daughter, Vivian is here to say hello to my little brother." Wembley waved happily when he saw his daughter, joking, the little old man brought his grandson to show off, how could he be compared.

"Hello, I'm Vivian. Wembley." Vivian glanced at Mike and greeted with a blank expression.

"My name is Mike, Mike Burton." Mike introduced himself.

"Mike? This name seems to be American." Vivian glanced at Mike again and said.

"Yes, I just moved from the United States to live with my uncle in the last six months." Mike said generously.

"Well, if there is anything you don't understand in your studies, you can come to me." Vivian said as a matter of course, suddenly remembered something, and asked subconsciously, "Should you go to school?" Maybe it was She doesn't know whether the school age in the United States is the same as that in corrupt countries.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have forgotten to find a school for Mike, so I said that I seemed to have forgotten something." The little old man slapped his thigh and said.

"Old man, I'm really worried about this young man." Uncle Wembley glanced at the little old man speechlessly, full of sympathy for Mike.

"What are you worried about? My grandson is a genius, like our Burton family." The little old man returned with contempt. He came to show off his grandson, not to make this guy hate him.

"Genius? Huh?" Vivian didn't care at first, after all, he was a little kid much shorter and smaller than her.

"Look, my daughter's competitive spirit has risen." Uncle Wembley said with a happy smile.

"Don't be afraid, Mike, even though the little girl is older than you, she may not necessarily be smarter than you." The little old man was a thief, and he was still fanning the flames.

Uncle...can you meet quietly?

Does he not want to compare his intelligence with a girl who is about ten years old? !

So what if we win?Are you proud?

In the end, at the instigation of the uncle and the uncle, the two compared some history and so on. Mike was speechless for a long time, but it was a tie anyway.

Of course, Mike didn't use his full strength, how could he be ashamed to compete with a little girl.

"As expected of a member of our family, it's good that I didn't embarrass the Burton family." Satisfied, the little old man led Mike to his car, and helped him open the car door.

"Master, are you heading back directly now?" asked the elder in the driver's seat.

"No, I'll take Mike to have dinner before going back." The little old man said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll arrange the nearest restaurant immediately."

Mike is not very interested in a one-day trip to London. The last dungeon, the last dungeon, and the last dungeon are all in London. He has seen London in different eras. Do you think it's strange?

But as a seven-year-old boy from America, he should be full of interest.

Mike can only use his acting skills, and then observe the street scene outside the car window curiously and reservedly.

Who would have thought that his uncle's efficiency was so fast, Mike was sent to a noble school before he even wanted to tell his uncle that he didn't want to go to school.

When Mike entered the school, he was still confused, after all...

This place is full of high school students, okay?

The most important thing is that his seven-year-old Bean Sprout's height is all about his legs when he comes here, all he sees are his legs!

Others stand out from the crowd, but he stands out from the crowd, how sad it is...

Uncle, what is the minimum trust between people? _(°:з"∠)_

Mike originally thought that even if his uncle arranged for him to go to school, he would go to elementary school or something, but when he came in, it was high school, and he lived on campus.

There is no way to regret it, but you want to go back after entering this gate?

It is also possible, either to be kicked out, or to graduate and go out from here aboveboard.

Huh, kicked out?Such a shameful thing, if it really happened, my uncle would come and kill him...

What's more, he also heard that the tuition fee here is more than 2 a year!

Is it better that the currency of the corrupt country is more than that of the United States? An average family of more than 2 can't afford it.

As expected of an 'noble' school...

Even if he didn't like it, Mike still stayed in this school. Logically speaking, Mike couldn't get in. Unfortunately, his uncle knew the principal here.

Mike needs to know this, when his uncle took him to see the principal, he acted stupid, otherwise he wouldn't have come to this school now.

So, he was still too young and too naive.

Every school has friendly ones, and naturally there are unfriendly ones, "Who is this little dwarf?"

"It is said that he is a transfer student." Gossip is flying among these students, there is no way, there is gossip wherever there are people.

"The school already accepts such things now?" Someone was shocked, because Mike's height couldn't be concealed.

"It took a lot of money to get in, didn't it?" Someone also said contemptuously, everyone knew that the tuition fees of this school were very expensive, and if you wanted to get in, you were at such a young age, how could it be possible without spending money.

"Come with me, I'll take you to your room." The dormitory supervisor said while leading Mike with a blank expression, "Your luggage has been sent to the dormitory."

"Okay." Mike opened his legs and followed the steps of the dormitory supervisor.

After a while, they came to a door. The dormitory supervisor pushed open the door of the room and said, "This is it."

After Mike thanked him, he went straight into the room and found that the dormitory room was really not that big. Anyway, it was not as big as the room in his castle. He took out the clothes in the suitcase. Although he was short, he was still very flexible. question.

No matter how bad his uncle was, he slowly adapted to school life.

Originally, those classmates in the school saw him as young, not to mention bullying, they always looked down on him as a brat.

When it was time for the exam, he was hanged and beaten by Mike. Just kidding, a person who has been to college several times, can't pass these brats?

Mike used his strength to tell these little guys, don't put your eyes on the top of your head, otherwise it is very likely that your bald head will slide down in the future!

As for these people trying to crush him with sports, Mike smiled happily.

I have to say that this aristocratic school is a strange school. It pays far less attention to cultural courses than sports. Some school has eight compulsory physical education courses and 27 elective physical education courses.

Those who run the school, you actually want to run a sports school, right?right? !

The school usually spends 23 or more hours in physical education classes per week, and only about 31 hours in cultural classes.

Courses like track and field, rowing, cricket, tennis, football, and rugby are all compulsory.

Mike didn't expect that these little boys would retaliate so quickly, such as letting him participate in a sport called squash.

It is said that this is the weirdest competition unique to this school. First of all, the weakest student must be selected. That's right, it is him. No matter in terms of height or age, he is the youngest.

Then, he is required to hold a ball, clinging to the wall, a team of eleven people from two groups, no matter what method you use, you must find an opportunity to grab the ball from him and kick it towards the wall. A small tree behind a small white flag, kicked to get a point.

The most important principle is that no one can leave the wall.

Looking at the malicious eyes of those little boys, Mike smiled in awe. In the end, he didn't know who was miserable.

"So, start now?" Mike asked with a cute face holding a ball, but judging by his face, Mike is still easy to be liked.

A few guys seemed to want to remind Mike, but they were stopped by the people around him.

"Yes, you just need to hold the ball well." The tall leader said to Mike with a smile.

"Okay, let's get started, I still have homework to finish." Mike said, then don't talk nonsense.

"Of course, let's start!" The tall one only regards Mike as the kind of kid with high IQ and low EQ. After all, how powerful can a seven-year-old be?

The squash activity started lively.

"What are you doing over there?" The two people who were passing by not far from the wall ball noticed the movement here and couldn't help asking.

"It seems that he is going to play squash." The brown-haired boy glanced at him and said casually.

"Young people are really energetic." The blond boy couldn't help saying with emotion when he didn't see the kid among a group of tall boys.

"What are you talking about, you are still young." The brown-haired boy said with a smile.

The blond boy misunderstood and saw the small figure holding the ball, and couldn't help asking in astonishment. "The one holding the ball, why is it a child?"

"Really, what are they thinking? How can such a young child be allowed to participate in such an activity?" The brown-haired boy was also surprised. At their age, they are no longer naive to bully children.

"Let's go there." The blond boy frowned, and walked towards the wall ball with his long legs.

"Okay." The brown-haired boy hurriedly followed.

Before the two of them approached to stop the continuation of the game, the two groups added up to 22 people, and they were pressed by Mike and almost fell into the soil.

Help!

Whose seven-year-old has such great strength!

That's right, it's true that they cheated Mike, but there was no rule that Mike couldn't fight back, squeeze him and push him, he's not a fool, and he can't fight back.

As a result, none of those guys' paws could touch Mike, and they were counterattacked by Mike in various ways.

It simply subverted their cognition, this guy is simply not human!

"This game is so boring, play it slowly, I'll go back first." Mike threw the ball in his hand in the direction of the small white flag, just hitting the tree pole.

"..." All the teenagers lying on the ground were speechless, can they still have fun playing!

"What an amazing kid." The blond boy exclaimed in amazement when he saw that the little figure had already dealt with all 22 boys.

"Are all children nowadays so fierce?" The brown-haired boy felt that his jaw couldn't even close. This was so brave...

"I think we met someone special." The blond boy said with a smile, "Go and find out whose child it is."

"I know that." The brown-haired boy said immediately.

"Huh?" The blond boy turned to look at his friend and asked.

"The child of Sir Burton's family, Mike Burton, is seven years old." The brown-haired boy said in pain. Whose seven-year-old child can suddenly become like this.

"Seven years old?" The blond boy raised his eyebrows, sincerely speechless for this young man.

"Yeah, the seven-year-old evildoer, the results just announced in the first grade, he is the first." The brown-haired boy spread his hands and said. He crushed his classmates who were much older than him with his grades, and now he crushed him with his strength.

"It can be called a monster." The blond boy nodded, he had a good impression of this child, and said affirmatively at the same time.

"What was I doing when I was seven years old? It's completely incomparable." The brown-haired boy had the illusion that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, but the front waves died on the beach.

For once, no one at school dared to bother Mike, not even for those gym classes.

Originally, Mike could be exempted from those physical education classes, but in order to completely crush those kids, Mike happily said that he could participate in physical education classes.

For this reason, he was forced to call back to explain to his uncle that he could really do it.

It's not really a seven-year-old child. His stats, whether it's strength or agility, far exceed these little kids.

Let them know, what is the perfect body produced by the education system!

The whole school knew that there was a seven-year-old monster among the freshmen. Mike said that he couldn't keep a low profile.

That's right, if you keep a low profile in this school, you will probably end up being forced to leave the school in the end. It is absolutely impossible to be kicked out.

Mike is not a soft persimmon for you to pinch casually. In the seven-year-old body, that is the soul of an adult.

What's more, this is just a game world, he doesn't need to think so much at all, forbearance is not in his dictionary at all.

In this regard, the uncle of Mike's family said even more arrogantly, grandson, hey, have a good time at school and show grandpa's face.

All of a sudden, news of a genius in the weird Burton family spread in the upper class.

The Burton family monsters have long been famous, and they had some real power in the early years, until the nobles faded out of the political arena of the corrupt country, not to mention that the little old man has no interest in politics. If he has time, he might as well study it. Autobots.

Originally, I thought that the Burton family blamed the old man for not getting married, and it was estimated that their family would end here, but a Mike appeared out of nowhere and made those people start to reevaluate.

But a seven-year-old child is still too young, and everything is still changing.

Who knows if there will be any bad accidents on the way this child grows up, no one knows.

The normal enrollment is to enter the school at the age of 13 and then graduate, that is to say, Mike needs to stay in this school for five years.

Ha ha……

Whoever wants to stay in this kind of male-only school for five years has to say that although Mike's partner is a man, he has no interest in other men.

Of course, it was his seven-year-old little Douding, who could he be interested in?

Not to mention that it is impossible for others to be interested in him, if they are that interested in him, wouldn't it be a pervert!

It took Mike only three years to graduate from this school, and then he said that he did not want to continue his studies. One of his friends, a special friend, also graduated in the same year.

Yes, under the protection of the blond boy from time to time, Mike finally admitted this friend in three years and gave him a bottle of hair restorer he made himself.

The blond boy was speechless, wondering what the significance of this gift was...

Mike said deeply, boy, you will be grateful to me in the future.

Anyway, he's finally out of the boys' school!Get rid of living on campus!

Then I continued to go back to do SPA for Tank, but recently Uncle Tank seemed to be a little bit confused, and my uncle told him that poor Tank had Alzheimer's.

……

Is this teasing him?Who can tell him why Autobots still get Alzheimer's?