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Milan parked the flying car, carrying a cake box and coffee, and just got out of the car when he was attacked from behind by a man.

The opponent tried very unprofessionally to grab Milan's neck from behind. Milan occupied both hands and had to kick back.

The first kick pushed away the opponent's threat, the second kick kicked the opponent's dagger, and the third kick directly pressed the person to the ground.

"Are you... Lewis?"

The people on the ground looked mad: "Why, my mental power control doesn't work for you? Why?"

Milan did not answer the question: "Psychic control may endanger the lives of ordinary people. Don't you feel ashamed to show up here at such a late hour and make such a sneak attack again? "

"Don't you know? I was disqualified! I became the laughing stock of the whole school!" Lewis' face twisted, "The damn teaching assistant ruined my honor! I must take revenge!"

"If you are not willing to cheat, who can force it?" Milan said, "Those players who were eliminated because you violated the spirit of competition, shouldn't they be treated fairly? Talented people are better than ordinary people. Your stage, Shouldn't be on a virtual mech."

"But this has become a stain on me all my life! All my life!"

"I am deeply sorry," Milan said, "but since this has happened, what you have to do is not to learn from it?"

Lewis wailed.

From investigating the evidence to canceling the results, the organizing committee of the competition worked overtime temporarily and lasted until late at night before making a decision on punishment.

Lewis stayed up all night.He didn't have a part in the next day's challenge.He locked himself in the dormitory for a whole day.Finally made up my mind.

He is a newly promoted talent, and he only developed his talent after signing up for the mech competition.

He should have enjoyed better treatment, but his professor begged him to continue.

For the glory of the school, for his personal glory.For the many bonuses and weighty letters of recommendation.

But these were ruined by Cade's teaching assistant.

Not only is it ruined, but this stain will be in his student file and follow him for the rest of his life.

It's all because of Cade's teaching assistant.

Lewis regretted it very much, but it was useless to regret.

The professor who led the team was also punished, but for Lewis, what's the use?

Tomorrow night, Cade and Lordan College will compete for the championship and runner-up, and Cade's people may still be studying countermeasures in the office tonight.

If the other party is not there, it can be regarded as escaped, if he is, even the heavens will give him this chance of revenge!

Lewis saw a speeding car approaching, and guessed that someone was visiting, and was going to knock them unconscious so that he could sneak into the mecha hall.

His plan is really good.

The execution is also flawless.

It's just that the goal caused him a cognitive error.

While talking, Milan handed coffee and cake to one hand, freeing his hand to send a message to Bamboo.

Inform yourself that you will be late.By the way, ask Bamboo if you need to call the police.

Although I am fine, it is because Milan can handle it.

If it was replaced by a boy who actually delivered food, then the consequences can be imagined.

"Binge missed the challenge this morning. It's a pity. She won't recover tomorrow. If she can't play, Brown is still not good enough to play the main force, especially Stone's lack of coordination and agility. It's too easy to become a target... ...what happened?" Professor Black saw Bamboo stand up.

"Milan was on the parking lot," Bamboo said. "Someone was going to attack me, and he caught him."

Professor Black was taken aback: "Assault?"

"Lewis, I exposed him yesterday and he wanted revenge," Bamboo said. "Because he was targeting me, Milan asked me if I needed to call the police."

"My God, such a dangerous person, hurry up and deal with the police!" Professor Black was very nervous, "He is a talented person, how about Milan? Are you injured!"

"There is very bad news," Bamboo said.

"Then hurry up and call an ambulance!" Professor Black yelled.

"Call an ambulance? Why?" Bamboo was curious.

"Didn't you say bad news?" Professor Black asked.

"What does the buttercream have to do with the ambulance?" Bamboo asked.

"It's such a big deal... Butter is mushy? Wait, say it again!"

"The cream is battered. Milan made the decorated cake today. He said the pattern is very beautiful. Now I can't see it." Bamboo regretted.

"You—" Professor Black clutched his chest, "I think I will be scared to death by you. How could Milan bear you."

"First of all, proper adrenaline helps improve the body's response and keep the body active." Bamboo corrected, "Secondly, Milan doesn't need to bear it. If he doesn't accept it, he will actively discuss with me whether adjustments are needed..."

"Stop, stop, now is not the time to listen to your show of affection, hurry up and have a look!"

The scene that Professor Black envisioned was a mess, debris splashing everywhere, a flying car overturned, clothes torn, and blood all over the ground.

He hurried to the parking lot to take a look.

Lewis cried like an abused child on the parking lot, tears and snot trailing his face.

Milan gave him a cup of coffee with a lot of sugar and milk, and a piece of cake.

The two sat on the parking lot with their backs against the car, eating small cakes side by side, with white cream stains around the corners of their mouths, no different from a picnic.

Milan waved to him: "Professor."

Not even a haircut.

"You..." Professor Black guessed that Milan was tough, but he didn't guess that it was such a tough way. He promptly retracted his greeting, "Lewis?"

Lewis beside Milan swallowed the last bite of cake and became nervous: "Professor Black."

"Milan." Bamboo greeted, and he opened the cake box directly, "The cream is really battered."

Turning to Lewis, "This is your reason."

"But Bamboo can figure out what it is, right?" Milan smiled, "Solve the matter here first, and then talk about the cake?"

Bamboo replied, "Okay."

He looked at Lewis: "Two options, one, I will call the police, and everything will be filed at the police station."

"No!" Lewis shook his head again and again, "Mr. Teaching Assistant, you give me a chance, I beg you to give me a chance! I won't dare again, never again from now on!"

"Then two, we're private." Bamboo said, "You pay the price in exchange for me not calling the police."

"At what cost?" Lewis asked.

Bamboo looked at Milan: "What is more appropriate for him to pay?"

Milan proposed: "Do you need to let him steal information from Lordain College, or beat up the main students?"

Bamboo looked at Lewis: "At noon tomorrow, beat their main force until they are unconscious."

The latter widened his eyes: "What! You want me..."

"You choose." Milan quickly winked at Professor Black.

Professor Black, who was wondering, understood in seconds.

Immediately, he couldn't help but sigh Milan's good intentions.

If Lewis really agrees to do so, then it is certain that he is a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals; if he does not agree, then the competitive spirit and conscience are still there, and it is worth letting him go.

It depends on how Lewis chooses.

Lewis is obviously very tangled by the conditions of Milan and Bamboo.

He kept sipping his coffee, trying to hide his nervousness.

Milan didn't rush, and handed another cup of hot coffee to Professor Black, and another piece of cake, and he and Bamboo shared the delicacy one bite at a time.

Lewis's coffee is running low.

In the end, he squeezed the paper cup hard, and said in a rough voice, "You...you should call the police. I have already made a mistake once, and I will never make a second mistake!"

Milan breathed a sigh of relief.

Professor Black also heaved a sigh of relief.

Milan: "Your honesty has won you a chance. I will persuade Bamboo not to call the police."

"...Me?" Lewis couldn't believe it.

"Yes, you are a good boy," Milan said, "Go back and rest, that record will be a milestone for your recovery."

Watching Lewis disappear into the distance, Bamboo said: "Milan, he did not cause any personal damage or sufficient property damage. The police will not accept it. The possibility of admonishment is [-]%."

"Sufficient amount of property damage? Is there any property damage?" Professor Black became nervous again, "What property was damaged?"

"Blurred cream cake." Milan knew the meaning of each word of Bamboo very well. "Okay, although it's mushy, it doesn't affect the taste. Let's continue tonight? Are there any major adjustments in tactics?"

"That's true..." Professor Black firmly believed that it would be better to discuss tactics with Milan than to get entangled with Bamboo, so he decisively followed Milan's topic and continued.

Bamboo imitated the appearance before the cream was battered, and Milan drew a beautiful lavender field, decorated with a light yellow border, which is the same variety as the newly placed bouquet at home yesterday.

In the lavender field, there is a place where the color is 1.2% darker.

There are two hearts drawn there.

That part had been shared between them.

Milan will always come up with many small surprises.

Bamboo looked at Milan who was walking side by side with Professor Black. They took turns arranging their lives. For the next three years, he would also cooperate with Milan in the same way.They have plenty of time and they take turns doing whatever they want to do...and so on.

Someone check his profile?

When it comes to the speed of tracking targets on the star network, Bamboo dares to be the second, and no one can claim to be the first.

Tiny streams of data quietly flowed upstream, bypassing layers of firewalls and camouflage, and finally landed in an account named "George Washington".

Further check, this person has been logged out.

But this is not an inactive user, Bamboo did not blink, and continued to search, saw the name "Gao Jianhui", and then compared the photos, after identification, the similarity between the photos and the team secretary of the three 123 romance stars was 99.997% , can be regarded as the person.

But the team secretary's resume says "Ximen Yong".

There are big problems in the three romance stars.

Bamboo recorded it silently, followed Milan and Professor Black, and continued to watch them discuss tomorrow's arrangements.

"Professor, Lewis' expression and movements are much more relaxed. It is recommended to change the wooing strategy." The team secretary Ximen Yong, or Gao Jianhui, reported to Ding Yi.

"Oh? Is someone going to be his guiding light first?"

"I'm afraid that's the case." Gao Jianhui replied, "In addition, the information of Cade's assistant has also been sent to you, and the resume does not look abnormal. It may be due to excessive vigilance that he can expose talented people."

"So, does he look like a neurotic?"

"Yes."

Ding Yi smiled: "In this world, lunatics are geniuses..."