There is no need to be lucky.
Damn Murphy's Law, damn small probability events.
Sugar deliberately turned around and pretended not to know each other, but this trick was useless to Freeman. If he dared to leave, Freeman dared to chase him. Next, agree to play chess with him.
In short, Freeman is a shameless bug.
If it's just shamelessness, it's fine, but when he thinks of the opponent's crippling chess skills, the forehead of Huge starts to throb again, it's not good to go, it's not good to not go.
When he was in a dilemma, the pain did not know which nerve was stimulated, and a flash of thought flashed through his mind, allowing Sugar to grasp an important vein.
A: Freeman is straightforward
B: poor chess skills, simple thinking, easy to be fooled
So A+B can bluff the past!
The logic of this reasoning is rigorous, every detail is thorough, and there are no flaws.
There is a feeling of sudden enlightenment.
It was too early to admit defeat directly, and Sugar felt that he could still rescue him, so he swept away his depression and raised his fist to touch Freeman: "I just saw the notice, and I didn't expect to meet so soon."
"Hahaha the principal's style, this is good, it's too uncomfortable to be idle, I'm different from you." Freeman pointed.
Huger's face is far less famous than his character. His laziness is no secret, and his trouble-ridden character is well known to all insects, not to mention the Western Station and the First Legion. Huiyao is known to all the insects who know Sepers. Know.
"Lazy" must be the first word that comes to mind when you mention Prince Sepers' youngest son.
I don't know what it looks like, but it's just a slob anyway, a true portrayal of Sugar.
Usually, Freeman dared to yell, and he would definitely be arranged, but today was different, his words were in Sugar's arms, and he wished that Freeman would leave quickly, far away, busy from morning till night.
"Keep busy, goodbye." See you again.
After finishing speaking, Sugar went to press the elevator. Freeman stretched out his long arms to wrap around his shoulders. His tall and strong figure was no match for the two of Sugar tied together. Hello brothers.
Thanks to Sugar, who only looked thinner, and was much stronger than ordinary males in terms of strength, and was not crushed by Freeman's heavy arms.
"Don't rush away." The difference in arm strength between the two worms is huge, and Freeman can prevent Sugar from breaking free with a little force. He bent down and asked in a low voice, "It's not your style to take the military academy test, I thought you would stay at home until How about Chinese New Year, what's going on?"
Seeing this, Huge secretly came to the key point, whether it can be cleared depends on this wave.
He raised his hand and pinched a little hair to show to Freeman, suppressing his voice cooperatively: "Grandfather's decision, he doesn't want me to be idle at home."
"He's still like this old man..." Freeman stopped talking before finishing the rest of the sentence, and Huger even dyed his hair, clearly not wanting to be recognized.
The two worms are friends, and the affairs of the Sepers family are not a secret. Even if you feel that the old prince is partial, it is not good to intervene in other worms' family affairs.
After Huge moved out of his grandfather, he immediately shut up, and the gesture of not wanting to say more fell into Freeman's eyes, which was immediately interpreted as all kinds of helplessness and sadness.
Freeman has a straight temper, and felt that he had unintentionally exposed his friend's sad things, so he clicked to stop asking no more questions, and only slapped his chest loudly: "It's good to change the environment. I will cover you in the practice class and play 120." Be careful. By the way, are you taking the military strategy major? Tactics major? Or intelligence analysis major?"
What a ghost, Hugh gave Freeman a white look. This guy speaks nicely now. When he enters the training ground, he will be like a worm without any sympathy. He will become a devil in seconds. There is no male worm he is training to cry. Eight hundred, there are also five hundred.
At this moment, Huge is very grateful that he has the foresight, and the military history major has nothing to do with practical electives.
"What did you say?" When Sugar said major, Freeman thought he had misheard, and couldn't help digging his ears.
"I said I majored in military history studies." Sugar repeated, his expression so flat that even if he was lucky, he didn't show anything.
"Why... the old man asked you to..." Freeman's blue eyes were full of disbelief, he couldn't figure out why the old prince deliberately neglected Sugar's military talent.
Without waiting for further questioning, a voice suddenly came from behind him, the volume was not loud, and the speed of the speech was extremely fast, with anger and many professional words in the words: "Freeman, you are a worm whose brain is simpler than a straight line, three It’s time to arrive at my office 25 minutes ago, my time is more precious than the only factor, I can read two 1-page papers in one minute, and can construct based on (ε, δ) language…”
Freeman has long been accustomed to the other party's peculiar way of expressing, so if he doesn't understand it, just ignore it.
He slapped his forehead when he heard the sound, and suddenly remembered that he had an appointment with Chong, and immediately turned around and smiled cautiously: "I'm sorry, sorry, I was wrong about Noah, and I'll treat you to dinner later."
It was only because Freeman was tall and strong, completely blocking Huger. Turning around now, the male worm named Noah found that there were other worms present, and couldn't help but look even uglier. He stared at Freeman's His eyes wanted to burn a hole in his smiling face.
"Don't be angry, here—" Freeman knew he was wrong, touched his nose in embarrassment, then pulled Hugger in front of him, patted Hugher's shoulder with his big hand, and turned into a salesman, "He is That bright kid I told you about."
In view of Sugar's veiled expression that the old prince asked him to hide his identity, Freeman did not directly say his name in public.
Sugar couldn't stand the strength of Freeman's hand, grinned in pain, hurriedly broke free, took two steps back to keep a safe distance, and looked at Noah at the same time.
Noah is about the same height as Sugar, with a round face and a standard build. His half-long chestnut hair is tied into a small braid at the back of his head. He is wearing a white coat. When he walks, his clothes flutter. I know he is from the military.
On the other hand, Noah's first impression of Sugar was not so good. He stood three turns, his spirit was slack, his eyes were dull, and although the buttons of the standard school uniform were all buttoned, the hem was not tucked into the waist of his trousers, and his military appearance was untidy.
In fact, the hem of Sugar's shirt is in the waistband. It's just that the owner is lazy and has not tidied it up. It doesn't look so straight, but in Noah's view, if it doesn't meet the standard, it will be unqualified.
"It's just a kid who exploits loopholes with his cleverness. It's not as rare as you said." Noah is engaged in applied mathematics and intelligence analysis. The two most annoying things in his life are first wasting time and second is not rigorous. Liman committed one crime, and Freeman's late behavior made his tone a little offended.
Huge raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his lazy black eyes. Although the other party's words were impolite, his analytical skills were really good. He was not a hot-blooded young man who could get on with a word, so there was no need to care about Freeman's face.
The slight flash of light was swallowed up by the black in an instant, Sugar glanced at Noah casually, and looked at Freeman: "If you treat guests to dinner, I recommend pig's trotters, mend them, and leave the unfinished suggestions behind the leg injury." Mo, it’s not easy to find you up the stairs.”
When Noah walked, his left leg moved slower than his right leg, and there was no pain on his face. It was obvious that the new injury had healed soon, and his body was still in the stage of self-protection and had not yet fully recovered.
This floor is the office floor of the Department of Literature and History, and Freeman will not come. The only explanation for his meeting with Sugar is that the other party was walking down the stairs. The place agreed by Ya is below the military history office level.
There are bugs in the elevator at any time, and it may stop and go, which is not in line with Noah's budget-conscious style. It is not surprising to choose the stairs.
He heard Freeman's loud voice on the way, and followed the sound to find him. He was angry when he was released from the pigeons, and he was in a hurry when he went out. There was a trace of black marker on the outside of his little finger, which proved that he was drawing or calculating before.
Ding, the elevator door opened, Sugar walked in, pressed the button on the first floor, and waved to the two worms friendly before closing the door.
Other bugs might not be able to see it, but Noah is different. He is a research-type bug known as an interpretation expert. No matter mathematical theorems or facial expressions, he can analyze it with a glance.
One second before the elevator closed, the corners of Sugar's mouth rose two degrees obviously, which was clearly intentional.
This wave of maneuvers made Noah terrified. He was not afraid of fighting in the ring, but the opponent ran away after a punch, so that he could not catch the chance to counterattack, and left a big trouble. It was extremely wretched, despicable and shameless.
"Hey, hey, when did you get hurt? Why didn't I know? Was it the time you went out with the tiger last month? I said he was unreliable and told you not to go. You must listen..."
As soon as Huge left, "Big Trouble" really started to mutter. Noah pressed his twitching forehead with his left hand, and held Freeman who was spinning like a mill with his right hand: "It's not a tiger, I accidentally stepped on the marker pen last week." I sprained my ankle, it’s already healed, don’t spin it, it makes me dizzy.”
"Would you still feel dizzy after spraining your ankle?!" Freeman became more nervous when he heard it. Noah's swearing almost caused Noah to swear. He took three deep breaths and let Freeman go. "I take it back." What he said just now was really interesting."
Being able to make Noah bow his head once, Freeman felt a sense of accomplishment. He couldn't help but grinned with pride, "Is he? I said he's smart, but you don't believe me."
The topic shifting method has been tried repeatedly on Freeman, and his brain is indeed straighter than a straight line, and he skillfully shakes off the "big trouble". Noah just breathed a sigh of relief when Freeman's thick arm suddenly stretched out, making him stagger and nearly fall fall.
Freeman embraced Noah familiarly, and said as he walked, "I'll tell you a secret, I'll play chess with him..."
"Checkers?"
"All chess."
Noah glanced over from the corner of his eye, his eyes seemed to be caring for the little bugs in the kindergarten. He knew Freeman's chess skills very well, and his performance was extremely unstable.
But he didn't intend to expose it, lest the other party remember the stubble of his sprained ankle again, and asked cooperatively, "How did you end up? Can't you take care of yourself after being killed?"
Freeman giggled, pretending to be mysterious and lowered his voice: "I'm [-]/[-] with him."
Noah paused, and stared at Freeman with maroon eyes. The latter straightened his expression, and the blue was full of emotion: "When a worm kills you on the chessboard and you can't take care of yourself, it shows that you have superb skills; when he I can always have a [-]/[-] split with you..."
"It means that you are no longer at the same level. Only when the high-level crushes the low-level can you control the outcome of the chess game as you like." After finishing speaking, Noah narrowed his eyes, and Noah thought about it, " I'll try him out when I get a chance."
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The author has something to say:
Thanks to Huge, he just looks thinner, and his strength is much stronger than ordinary males ← remember this sentence, it will be useful in the future.
Next week is tentatively scheduled to be updated on [-]
Damn Murphy's Law, damn small probability events.
Sugar deliberately turned around and pretended not to know each other, but this trick was useless to Freeman. If he dared to leave, Freeman dared to chase him. Next, agree to play chess with him.
In short, Freeman is a shameless bug.
If it's just shamelessness, it's fine, but when he thinks of the opponent's crippling chess skills, the forehead of Huge starts to throb again, it's not good to go, it's not good to not go.
When he was in a dilemma, the pain did not know which nerve was stimulated, and a flash of thought flashed through his mind, allowing Sugar to grasp an important vein.
A: Freeman is straightforward
B: poor chess skills, simple thinking, easy to be fooled
So A+B can bluff the past!
The logic of this reasoning is rigorous, every detail is thorough, and there are no flaws.
There is a feeling of sudden enlightenment.
It was too early to admit defeat directly, and Sugar felt that he could still rescue him, so he swept away his depression and raised his fist to touch Freeman: "I just saw the notice, and I didn't expect to meet so soon."
"Hahaha the principal's style, this is good, it's too uncomfortable to be idle, I'm different from you." Freeman pointed.
Huger's face is far less famous than his character. His laziness is no secret, and his trouble-ridden character is well known to all insects, not to mention the Western Station and the First Legion. Huiyao is known to all the insects who know Sepers. Know.
"Lazy" must be the first word that comes to mind when you mention Prince Sepers' youngest son.
I don't know what it looks like, but it's just a slob anyway, a true portrayal of Sugar.
Usually, Freeman dared to yell, and he would definitely be arranged, but today was different, his words were in Sugar's arms, and he wished that Freeman would leave quickly, far away, busy from morning till night.
"Keep busy, goodbye." See you again.
After finishing speaking, Sugar went to press the elevator. Freeman stretched out his long arms to wrap around his shoulders. His tall and strong figure was no match for the two of Sugar tied together. Hello brothers.
Thanks to Sugar, who only looked thinner, and was much stronger than ordinary males in terms of strength, and was not crushed by Freeman's heavy arms.
"Don't rush away." The difference in arm strength between the two worms is huge, and Freeman can prevent Sugar from breaking free with a little force. He bent down and asked in a low voice, "It's not your style to take the military academy test, I thought you would stay at home until How about Chinese New Year, what's going on?"
Seeing this, Huge secretly came to the key point, whether it can be cleared depends on this wave.
He raised his hand and pinched a little hair to show to Freeman, suppressing his voice cooperatively: "Grandfather's decision, he doesn't want me to be idle at home."
"He's still like this old man..." Freeman stopped talking before finishing the rest of the sentence, and Huger even dyed his hair, clearly not wanting to be recognized.
The two worms are friends, and the affairs of the Sepers family are not a secret. Even if you feel that the old prince is partial, it is not good to intervene in other worms' family affairs.
After Huge moved out of his grandfather, he immediately shut up, and the gesture of not wanting to say more fell into Freeman's eyes, which was immediately interpreted as all kinds of helplessness and sadness.
Freeman has a straight temper, and felt that he had unintentionally exposed his friend's sad things, so he clicked to stop asking no more questions, and only slapped his chest loudly: "It's good to change the environment. I will cover you in the practice class and play 120." Be careful. By the way, are you taking the military strategy major? Tactics major? Or intelligence analysis major?"
What a ghost, Hugh gave Freeman a white look. This guy speaks nicely now. When he enters the training ground, he will be like a worm without any sympathy. He will become a devil in seconds. There is no male worm he is training to cry. Eight hundred, there are also five hundred.
At this moment, Huge is very grateful that he has the foresight, and the military history major has nothing to do with practical electives.
"What did you say?" When Sugar said major, Freeman thought he had misheard, and couldn't help digging his ears.
"I said I majored in military history studies." Sugar repeated, his expression so flat that even if he was lucky, he didn't show anything.
"Why... the old man asked you to..." Freeman's blue eyes were full of disbelief, he couldn't figure out why the old prince deliberately neglected Sugar's military talent.
Without waiting for further questioning, a voice suddenly came from behind him, the volume was not loud, and the speed of the speech was extremely fast, with anger and many professional words in the words: "Freeman, you are a worm whose brain is simpler than a straight line, three It’s time to arrive at my office 25 minutes ago, my time is more precious than the only factor, I can read two 1-page papers in one minute, and can construct based on (ε, δ) language…”
Freeman has long been accustomed to the other party's peculiar way of expressing, so if he doesn't understand it, just ignore it.
He slapped his forehead when he heard the sound, and suddenly remembered that he had an appointment with Chong, and immediately turned around and smiled cautiously: "I'm sorry, sorry, I was wrong about Noah, and I'll treat you to dinner later."
It was only because Freeman was tall and strong, completely blocking Huger. Turning around now, the male worm named Noah found that there were other worms present, and couldn't help but look even uglier. He stared at Freeman's His eyes wanted to burn a hole in his smiling face.
"Don't be angry, here—" Freeman knew he was wrong, touched his nose in embarrassment, then pulled Hugger in front of him, patted Hugher's shoulder with his big hand, and turned into a salesman, "He is That bright kid I told you about."
In view of Sugar's veiled expression that the old prince asked him to hide his identity, Freeman did not directly say his name in public.
Sugar couldn't stand the strength of Freeman's hand, grinned in pain, hurriedly broke free, took two steps back to keep a safe distance, and looked at Noah at the same time.
Noah is about the same height as Sugar, with a round face and a standard build. His half-long chestnut hair is tied into a small braid at the back of his head. He is wearing a white coat. When he walks, his clothes flutter. I know he is from the military.
On the other hand, Noah's first impression of Sugar was not so good. He stood three turns, his spirit was slack, his eyes were dull, and although the buttons of the standard school uniform were all buttoned, the hem was not tucked into the waist of his trousers, and his military appearance was untidy.
In fact, the hem of Sugar's shirt is in the waistband. It's just that the owner is lazy and has not tidied it up. It doesn't look so straight, but in Noah's view, if it doesn't meet the standard, it will be unqualified.
"It's just a kid who exploits loopholes with his cleverness. It's not as rare as you said." Noah is engaged in applied mathematics and intelligence analysis. The two most annoying things in his life are first wasting time and second is not rigorous. Liman committed one crime, and Freeman's late behavior made his tone a little offended.
Huge raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his lazy black eyes. Although the other party's words were impolite, his analytical skills were really good. He was not a hot-blooded young man who could get on with a word, so there was no need to care about Freeman's face.
The slight flash of light was swallowed up by the black in an instant, Sugar glanced at Noah casually, and looked at Freeman: "If you treat guests to dinner, I recommend pig's trotters, mend them, and leave the unfinished suggestions behind the leg injury." Mo, it’s not easy to find you up the stairs.”
When Noah walked, his left leg moved slower than his right leg, and there was no pain on his face. It was obvious that the new injury had healed soon, and his body was still in the stage of self-protection and had not yet fully recovered.
This floor is the office floor of the Department of Literature and History, and Freeman will not come. The only explanation for his meeting with Sugar is that the other party was walking down the stairs. The place agreed by Ya is below the military history office level.
There are bugs in the elevator at any time, and it may stop and go, which is not in line with Noah's budget-conscious style. It is not surprising to choose the stairs.
He heard Freeman's loud voice on the way, and followed the sound to find him. He was angry when he was released from the pigeons, and he was in a hurry when he went out. There was a trace of black marker on the outside of his little finger, which proved that he was drawing or calculating before.
Ding, the elevator door opened, Sugar walked in, pressed the button on the first floor, and waved to the two worms friendly before closing the door.
Other bugs might not be able to see it, but Noah is different. He is a research-type bug known as an interpretation expert. No matter mathematical theorems or facial expressions, he can analyze it with a glance.
One second before the elevator closed, the corners of Sugar's mouth rose two degrees obviously, which was clearly intentional.
This wave of maneuvers made Noah terrified. He was not afraid of fighting in the ring, but the opponent ran away after a punch, so that he could not catch the chance to counterattack, and left a big trouble. It was extremely wretched, despicable and shameless.
"Hey, hey, when did you get hurt? Why didn't I know? Was it the time you went out with the tiger last month? I said he was unreliable and told you not to go. You must listen..."
As soon as Huge left, "Big Trouble" really started to mutter. Noah pressed his twitching forehead with his left hand, and held Freeman who was spinning like a mill with his right hand: "It's not a tiger, I accidentally stepped on the marker pen last week." I sprained my ankle, it’s already healed, don’t spin it, it makes me dizzy.”
"Would you still feel dizzy after spraining your ankle?!" Freeman became more nervous when he heard it. Noah's swearing almost caused Noah to swear. He took three deep breaths and let Freeman go. "I take it back." What he said just now was really interesting."
Being able to make Noah bow his head once, Freeman felt a sense of accomplishment. He couldn't help but grinned with pride, "Is he? I said he's smart, but you don't believe me."
The topic shifting method has been tried repeatedly on Freeman, and his brain is indeed straighter than a straight line, and he skillfully shakes off the "big trouble". Noah just breathed a sigh of relief when Freeman's thick arm suddenly stretched out, making him stagger and nearly fall fall.
Freeman embraced Noah familiarly, and said as he walked, "I'll tell you a secret, I'll play chess with him..."
"Checkers?"
"All chess."
Noah glanced over from the corner of his eye, his eyes seemed to be caring for the little bugs in the kindergarten. He knew Freeman's chess skills very well, and his performance was extremely unstable.
But he didn't intend to expose it, lest the other party remember the stubble of his sprained ankle again, and asked cooperatively, "How did you end up? Can't you take care of yourself after being killed?"
Freeman giggled, pretending to be mysterious and lowered his voice: "I'm [-]/[-] with him."
Noah paused, and stared at Freeman with maroon eyes. The latter straightened his expression, and the blue was full of emotion: "When a worm kills you on the chessboard and you can't take care of yourself, it shows that you have superb skills; when he I can always have a [-]/[-] split with you..."
"It means that you are no longer at the same level. Only when the high-level crushes the low-level can you control the outcome of the chess game as you like." After finishing speaking, Noah narrowed his eyes, and Noah thought about it, " I'll try him out when I get a chance."
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The author has something to say:
Thanks to Huge, he just looks thinner, and his strength is much stronger than ordinary males ← remember this sentence, it will be useful in the future.
Next week is tentatively scheduled to be updated on [-]
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