Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

When Lu Jin woke up the next day, the rain had stopped.

There was no one around him, and he stretched out his hand to press the bed, and he could even feel the heat that hadn't dissipated completely.

Are you leaving...

Lu Jinchao felt a little lost in his heart. He originally thought that Lin Xiaoming would greet him before leaving. Today is the weekend, so there is no need to rush back to class.

Lu Jin turned over to lie flat, stared at the ceiling for a while, stretched his legs, and suddenly kicked something furry and hot.

Immediately, his feet were held down by the soft pads, and his barbed tongue licked on them, bringing pain and wetness.

Lin Xiaoming just went to the toilet. As soon as he returned to Lu Jinchao's bedroom, he saw Qi Shuo licking Lu Jinchao's feet with his eyes closed.

Lin Xiaoming: ...

Lu Jinchao: ...

Lu Jinchao quickly retracted his feet, shrunk up in embarrassment, wishing he could bury himself with the quilt.

Qi Shuo's figure disappeared out of thin air, probably going to jail again.

As if nothing had happened, absolutely no one could pretend better than Lin Xiaoming, he was as calm as if nothing had happened just now, and asked: "Is there any arrangement for today?"

Lu Jinchao quickly recovered. As long as Lin Xiaoming didn't behave awkwardly, he would be much more comfortable: "I want to go to the laboratory. The teacher called me the night before yesterday."

"I'll accompany you."

"If you have something to do, go to your work, I may stay in the laboratory for a day."

"Then I'll accompany you there, and I happen to be walking around too."

Lu Jinchao was very suspicious of the so-called "walking around", Lin Xiaoming was a person who didn't even bother to go shopping, and anything that didn't lead to substantial results was a waste of time in his eyes.

But since Lin Xiaoming wanted to send him there, he had no reason to refuse.

Lin Xiaoming was finally relieved when he saw that Lu Jin was visibly happy.

Yesterday he was really worried about Lu Jinchao's state. With Lu Jinchao's character, the Liming Project would be quite scary in his eyes. After all, when he was still an ordinary person, Lu Jinchao expressed his resistance to the tower several times.

Lu Jin opened the window and reached out to touch the outside: "The wall is still a bit wet..."

"It's okay." Lin Xiaoming put on his clothes, "just pay attention."

Lu Jinchao was worried: "I'm afraid you'll fall again if it's too slippery. The three-story building is not just for fun."

"It doesn't matter how high it is." Lin Xiaoming was ready to go out through the window, "Have you ever seen Qishuo hunt?"

"not yet."

"I'll let you see it when I have a chance. I'll see you at the school gate in half an hour. Remember to have breakfast." As soon as Lin Xiaoming finished speaking, his figure disappeared out of the window.

Lu Jinchao hurriedly lay down on the window sill and looked down. Lin Xiaoming went all the way down with unbelievable dexterity, and finally landed steadily in the bushes.

Lu Jin watched him run towards the direction of the wall. He didn't look away until Lin Xiaoming's figure disappeared into the woods, and suddenly felt a little sour on his cheeks.

He raised his hand to touch it and found that he had been laughing.

Most of the students would relax and go out on the weekends, but for the young masters and ladies from the big families, it was the time when they had to go home.

Zhang Jiyue closed the car door with a flick of his hand, and walked into the gate of Zhang's luxurious main house, where the butler was waiting to greet him.

"Little Master."

Zhang Jiyue handed the bag on one shoulder to the butler: "What about him?"

Even without mentioning the name, the housekeeper knew who Zhang Jiyue was referring to: "The young master has returned."

Zhang Jiyue lazily responded, and walked into the hall. Every week, the family would have family dinners. There was a small gathering every week, and a large gathering in January. Today happened to be a big gathering with a lot of people.

Zhang Jiyue said hello to all kinds of relatives who were close or not, familiar or unfamiliar, and went upstairs to his room.

There is an oversized assembled bookshelf in his bedroom, which is full of books, including various classics from the old land period to the present, as well as the most popular novels of each era.

The smaller bookshelf on the other side contains the publications of him and his acquainted author friends.

Zhang Jiyue liked to read and write since he was a child, but his elder brother was the complete opposite. Linguistics only drifted low on the passing line, and he devoted himself to programming.

The family adopts a free-ranging attitude towards their hobbies, and doesn't care what they do in the room behind closed doors, as long as they don't blow up the house and cause death.

So Zhang Jiyue squatted in the room every day to write articles, and made some colorful things. He has three pen names in total, and the one that has been used for the longest time is already a well-known published author.

There was still some time before the deadline, so there was no need to rush, Zhang Jiyue had nothing to do, so he wandered into Zhang Jiyang's bedroom next to him.

He knocked hard on the door, and a few seconds later he heard the sound of the door lock automatically popping open, and pushed the door open.

Zhang Jiyang drew the curtains tightly, turned off the lights, and the room was extremely dark, with only the electronic lights from several virtual screens illuminating the surroundings.

The sentry squatted on the ground, holding tools in his hand, and was burying his head in assembling something. Next to him were seven or eight huge express boxes with the logo of the world company printed on the boxes.

Zhang Jiyue went over to take a look, and the disassembled boxes contained some parts, which obviously belonged to what Zhang Jiyang was assembling.

"What are you doing?"

"Artificial wife." Zhang Jiyang leaned forward and took out a smooth beautiful leg from the sliding cabinet covered by a black cloth, "here."

Zhang Jiyue stretched out her hand to hug that leg, but she didn't know what kind of material the skin was made of. It felt very good to the touch. Except for the lack of temperature, the other feelings were very real.

He couldn't help thinking in his mind what sentences and descriptions to use to express it more clearly.

"You want to be a bionic person? This is strictly prohibited by law."

"It's not a bionic man, it's an artificial wife." Zhang Jiyang emphasized again, "A perfect AI needs a body to carry it. Don't worry, my technology is not that superb. If I can't do it, I can move. At most, I can sit talking."

"Is that the AI ​​you use to write things? With all due respect, the things it writes are really rubbish, without a soul."

"Whether you have a soul or not is up to you. Besides, the voting hasn't ended yet. How do you know that you will win? It is the most perfect existence in my heart."

Zhang Jiyue couldn't help but roll her eyes at her brother's sexual obsession.

Such a boring person.

Zhang Jiyang opened another courier box next to him, and when he saw the contents, he froze for a moment.

He reached out and took out a pink cylindrical object, which was so realistic that it even had blue veins, and asked the younger brother behind him: "Your?"

"Damn!!!" Zhang Jiyue immediately snatched the thing over, furious, "Why are you taking my courier carelessly?!"

"It's none of my business that the housekeeper brought it up." Zhang Jiyang stared at his younger brother for two seconds, then turned around and continued to install the other thigh, "The material is good."

Zhang Jiyue hit Zhang Jiyang on the head with a stick.

"I warn you not to talk nonsense, I bought these things for nothing."

"Yeah, I know." Zhang Jiyang said perfunctorily, "It's all to find inspiration and make the written things more real. My brother is so innocent and well-behaved, how can he use these things?"

Zhang Jiyue snorted coldly, he threw the props back into the delivery box, turned his head and left, leaving only one sentence: "You move the box to my room later."

Zhang Jiyang didn't answer. Hearing the sound of the door being slammed shut, he raised his head and looked at Zhang Jiyue's courier box again, and reached out to hook out a collar like a dog chain and a bite stopper with a mouth ball.

... Good guy.

Mom would be scared to cry if she saw it.

Zhang Jiyang completely forgot that if his mother saw these two legs in his room, he would also be frightened and cry. He threw the things back without interest and continued to assemble his artificial wife.

There is nothing more exciting than creating the lover of your dreams by yourself. He has given AI thinking, logic and emotions, and let it learn how to express them accurately. Those articles that can be generated in 5 minutes are the best. prove.

Unexplainably, there was a bad breath in his chest, Zhang Jiyang sighed, knowing that it came from Zhang Jiyue, and he couldn't get it from him, his brother should be dying of anger.

He opened the terminal to find the chat interface between the two, and sent a solitary period. Zhang Jiyang knew that this period would be filled with many layers of meaning in his brother's eyes.

Sure enough, Zhang Jiyue replied quickly: [Get out]

In the Zhang family, such frictions are commonplace, and the relationship between the two brothers is not harmonious, otherwise Zhang Jiyang would not deliberately use AI to write articles about dismantling the family cp and disgusting Zhang Jiyue.

When they were young, they both felt that each other was another self, and they talked about everything.

When I got older and my self-awareness awakened, I realized how annoying it is to have someone who looks exactly like me in the world, especially that person can affect my emotions through telepathy.

The first large-scale conflict between the two occurred when they were 16 years old. The house was being cleaned. Zhang Jiyang accidentally found a story written by Zhang Jiyue in a notebook when he was seven years old in the utility room, and he was in front of everyone at a family gathering. Read it out loud.

Zhang Jiyue was directly wailed on the spot, and then became seriously ill. Two days later, she woke up from a high fever and became a guide.

It never occurred to anyone that he would awaken to become a guide.

The parents of the two brothers were both sentinels. Zhang Jiyue was not particularly sensitive to emotions and atmospheres since he was a child. The family thought that the twins would also become sentries.

It was a surprise, Zhang Jiyue's family status rose to the highest all of a sudden, his parents wanted to hold him in their hands.

Zhang Jiyang was escorted by his parents to his younger brother's bed. Just as he bowed his head on his front foot and sincerely apologized, he secretly plucked all the fur from the tail of the fox, Zhang Jiyue's spiritual body, with his back foot.

When I went downstairs, the family banquet was about to start. My mother looked upstairs and asked, "Where's your brother?"

"He'll come right away." Zhang Jiyue naturally sat beside his mother.

A relative asked: "Is Yueyue doing well in school? I heard that your school seems to be selecting shepherds this year. Does Yueyue feel confident?"

"Me? I'm still far behind. There are many excellent guides in the school. This year there is another one who is particularly good. I think it should be him."

"Victoria from the Windsor family is in the same class as you, right? That classmate is better than the two of you?"

"Yes." Zhang Jiyue paused, and added, "He is a real genius."