Become a Two-dimensional hero

"What? You're going to the military academy? Has the military academy started accepting art students?" Mo Er looked surprised.

Mozart's forehead twitched with veins: "I was recruited because of my outstanding talent!"

Mo Er: "Do you mean cheeky?"

Seeing Mozart chasing Mo Er all over the house, Mo Jun smoothed things over: "Okay, okay, since Mo Youyu has been admitted to the military academy, this has to be celebrated. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you."

"Braised prawns in oil!" Mo Er paused and rushed to answer.My brother hasn't cooked such a complicated dish for a long time.

Mozart, who was chasing after him, swooped down and pressed Mo Er to the ground. While rubbing Mo Er's hair, he said, "Your brother asked me, it's none of your business!"

Mozart turned to Mo Jun and said, "I want to eat braised prawns!"

Mo Er, who was pressed down below, disdainfully said, "Isn't it the same!"

Mozart looked serious: "Of course it's different!"

Mo Er was suspicious: "What's the difference?"

"The braised prawns I want don't include onions or ginger, and the sauce doesn't include tomatoes."

Mo Jun burst out laughing: "You have exactly the same taste as Mo Er."

Mozart was stunned for a moment. His unique way of eating came from his picky eater uncle. He didn't expect Mo Er to do the same.A trace of suspicion appeared in his heart again, and he looked at Mo Er. Mo Er was only 12 years old, he hadn't grown up yet, and he couldn't tell whether he looked like his uncle.

The sweeping robot that was kicked to the corner by Mozart to face the wall for the day's affairs suddenly rolled over with a beep: "It's time."

Mo Er quickly escaped from Mozart's clutches, turned on the projector and began to watch the daily fixed program, the hero cartoon "Peregrine Falcon".Mozart looked at Mo Er's shining eyes staring at the cartoon, and vetoed his doubts again. Would the old-fashioned uncle like to watch this kind of cartoon?Thinking about it makes people shudder.

Mo Jun was busy in the kitchen. Mozart originally wanted to watch cartoons with Mo Er. After so long, he had to get used to it. Go into the kitchen and help Mo Jun.

As for the traitor robot, watch cartoons together next to Mo Er, who knows why the robot likes to watch cartoons!

Seeing Mozart come in to help, Mo Jun hurriedly said, "No, you can go and watch cartoons with Mo Er."

Mozart's conscience, which was already a little disturbed, became even more disturbed: "It's okay, it's troublesome to pick the shrimp line, and I will help you to do it faster."

Mo Jun stopped persuading them, and the two of them immersed themselves in processing the ingredients.Mo Jun suddenly said: "Actually, I think it's a pity that you go to the military academy."

Mozart was taken aback: "Why?"

"I think you are very talented in music, your fingers are very good at playing the piano, and you played "The Marriage of Figaro" that day, except for the wrong rhythm and emotion, you performed very well in terms of rhythm and pitch. "

Mozart let out an absent-minded "hmm", remembering his hard struggle with music in the past 18 years.The two were silent for a while, and Mozart said: "Actually, I don't like music."

The movements of Mo Jun's hands paused, a little surprised.

Mozart started, and began to complain endlessly: "My uncle forced me to learn music. I can't do anything else. I have a friend who played with me all the time, and this is the only one. My friend, because other people can't stand my uncle's black face. Whenever I do something unrelated to music, my uncle immediately sulks, as if I am murdering and arson. Thanks to my thick-skinned friend, I am not scare off."

Mo Jun pondered: "Is that so..."

The two were speechless again, Mo Jun seemed to be thinking, he suddenly thought of something, dropped the ingredients in his hands, and dragged the bewildered Mozart upstairs.

Mo Er in the living room: "??? Brother, where is my prawn!"

Mo Jun didn't turn his head back, and said: "You should eat some instant food powder first!" Instant food powder is a convenient and fast meal replacement that supplements the necessary nutrients for the human body. It is healthy and balanced, except that the taste is not very good This shortcoming can be called a must-have for lazy people in every family in the Ephemeris Era.

Mo Er thinks about the unpalatable taste of instant noodles, and thinks about braised prawns, and feels that this gap is unacceptable.

Mo Jun brought Mozart to the piano room where he practiced every day, and rummaged through the cabinets in the room.

Mozart didn't understand why he looked at the miscellaneous objects thrown out by Mo Jun. He picked up a photo on the ground. The person in the photo was Mo Jun, but...the boy in the photo was fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was dressed in a suit. Retro punk outfit, the clothes are full of rivets, and behind the domineering and cool boy is a motorcycle.Mozart couldn't help but think of the scene when he first met, Mo Jun really likes drag racing!

Unbelievable, Mozart looked at the gentle Mo Jun in front of him and the Mo Jun in the photo, they turned out to be the same person!

Mo Jun finally found what he was looking for, wiped the sweat from his brow, and handed Mozart a vintage CD: "For you."

Mozart took over: "This is?"

Mo Jun smiled, and when he saw the photo in Mozart's hand, he showed a bit of nostalgia: "As you can see, I didn't like music before. I liked racing cars. I drove a motorcycle in the desert and listened to the howling wind. How comfortable. Later... My parents passed away due to illness, and Mo Er was only five years old. Although my parents left a little property, I can no longer mess around. Drag racing is too prone to accidents. If anything happens to me, Mo Er What to do, so I sold the locomotive and exchanged it for a family-sized suspension car."

Mo Jun touched his earlobe subconsciously when recalling, Mozart noticed that the boy in the photo was wearing a blinding skull earring, but now Mo Jun doesn't even have a hole in his ear.

Mo Jun continued, "At that time, I was immersed in the grief of my parents' departure, and I had to take on the responsibility of taking care of Mo Er. I was so depressed that I didn't know what to do. It was also a coincidence that I got this CD, which contained "Little Star Variations" by Mozart. I heard my parents tell a story about people turning into stars when they die, and I listened to it like... like..."

Mo Jun couldn't think of a suitable description for a while, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration: "It's like my parents are with me on the other side of the stars, at the end of the galaxy. It's also because of this that I like classical music. Now I give this piece to you, Mo Yau Yu."

Mozart was flattered, and gave him the piece that was so important to Mo Jun, and he solemnly accepted it, even though he still didn't like music, but Mo Jun's kindness deserves to be kept safe.

Mozart was about to thank him, but he suddenly smelled a strange smell, as if something was mushy.Mo Jun obviously smelled it too. When he opened the door, he saw the sweeping robot rushing over with a red light flashing: "Help, it's on fire."

Mo Er sneaked out from the kitchen, and was stopped by Mo Jun who was downstairs: "Mo Er!"

Mo Er paused, turned around stiffly, and said with a guilty conscience, "Brother, I just wanted to make shrimp, but I didn't expect..."

The robot added: "I didn't expect the pan to explode!"

......

"Qin Tian, ​​long time no see, you've grown up so much."

"Hello, Uncle." Qin Tian greeted Zhang Keyi on the screen with a standard smile.

"Hehe, Lao Qin is really blessed to have such a good son." Zhang Keyi said with a smile.

"Uncle, I'm overwhelmed." Qin Tian was still smiling.

"Old Mr. Qin complained to me that you didn't listen to him to participate in politics, but went to the military academy instead. Qin Tian, ​​my uncle actually supports you. I also know your principal Cui Jian. He said you are very talented, but you also want to Think about it carefully, the army is dangerous, it is better to be safe and stable in politics, don't choose this path just because you are angry with your father."

Qin Tian smiled and did not answer, but changed the topic: "Uncle, are you coming to Baishaxing soon?"

Zhang Keyi couldn't tell that Qin Tian was changing the subject, it was just other people's affairs, and he didn't care too much, so he said along the way: "Yeah, it should be tomorrow, you are training in the army over there, it just so happens that uncle came to see you .”

Qin Tian: "Then wait for uncle."

The two chatted for a few more words, then hung up the communication.As the screen went black, all the politeness on Qin Tian's face disappeared, and he was completely different from the Qin Tian in front of him.He stood there for a few seconds, as if thinking.

The screen lit up again, and another call came in. Qin Tian pressed the answer button, and gave a formal military salute to the person on the screen: "Hello, General."

The person on the screen was a kind-faced middle-aged man with a star shining on his shoulder. He was Cui Jian, the principal of the First Federation Military Academy, and also a lieutenant general.Cui Jian nodded and directly cut to the topic: "How about Mo Youyu?"

"He agreed."

Cui Jian smiled gratifiedly: "Okay, there are actually two S grades this year, which has never happened in the school's century."

Qin Tian returned a smile, and Cui Jian said again: "Tomorrow the Zhang Standing Committee will visit Baishaxing, and you will take the freshmen to be responsible for some peripheral security, which is your first mission."

Qin Tian's heels touched, and the military boots made a crisp knocking sound. He pressed his hands to his sides and replied, "Yes."

The author has something to say: Mo Jun, a tyrannical and cool motorcycle punk boy.

Time is really a butcher's knife, but it can't kill his racing heart.