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Xiaomao grabbed a design drawing and returned it /book2/showimg?=w4s
Holding the pen in his mouth and thinking hard, he suddenly felt the phone vibrating in his pocket.
He pulled his thoughts away from the mechanical design, took out his mobile phone and took a look at it, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Today is the deadline for registration for the Quartz Conference. Xiaomao has /book2/showimg?=w4s
I have told Dr. Ohki my thoughts before.
He concealed things related to Chaomeng and just shied away from himself/book2/showimg?=w4s
None/book2/showimg?=w4s
During the research on the desert island, I came across Magikarp Frenzy, one of the seven incredible wonders of the elves, so I wanted to keep /book2/showimg?=w4s
Research here.
While Dr. Oki was slightly surprised by his choice, he also expressed his consideration and understanding. Although the Quartz Conference was important, its weight was definitely not comparable to solving the seven mysteries.
The former is an annual regional event. Even if you win the championship, it still belongs to one person/book2/showimg?=w4s
honor. The latter is a celebration of the entire elf research community. Whenever a major mystery is solved, /book2/showimg?=w4s
In the next ten years or so, we will attract a large number of outstanding talents/book2/showimg?=w4s
Talent, promote the vigorous development of research.
At least /book2/showimg?=w4s
In the eyes of Dr. Oki, who has made research his lifelong dream, Xiaomao's decision is undoubtedly the right one.
Xiaomao did not answer the phone, but /book2/showimg?=w4s
After automatically hanging up, the phone vibrates and starts again, repeating this three times.
For the fourth time, Xiao Mao, who finally understood that he could not escape, still pressed the answer button with some subtle entanglement.
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I didn’t come to this year’s Quartz Conference.” Xiaozhi’s first words were a low-pitched accusation, his eyes were watery, and he looked at him with a faint resentment.
As Xiaozhi who regards him as his natural enemy in life, he/book2/showimg?=w4s
After reading dozens of registration forms in disbelief, /book2/showimg?=w4s
Dr. Ohki truly knew that Xiaomao really did not come to the Quartz Conference - this incident was a huge blow to him.
Xiao Mao spread his hands and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, /book2/showimg?=w4s
/book2/showimg?=w4s
Something happened here, I'm afraid it will take a few months before I can go back."
Xiaozhi was silent for a moment after hearing this, with a mixture of complexity and forbearance in his expression, and whispered: "/book2/showimg?=w4s
Didn’t we agree that when we get to the Quartz Conference, we will have a serious battle?"
He had said this sentence more than once, to ward off Xiaozhi, who always wanted to fight with him. At this time, the master of suffering came to the door, and Xiaomao sighed almost inaudibly: "I'm sorry Xiaozhi,
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We did encounter some extremely special circumstances and had to miss this year’s Quartz Conference.”
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More than two months ago, he did not have any thoughts or plans to miss the grand event in the Kanto region, but now, it can only be said that the plan cannot keep up with the changes, and no matter how thorough the schedule is, it cannot be compared to the deception/book2/showimg
?=w4s
Taste.
Xiaozhi blinked, his mood softened almost immediately, and asked in a slow and drawn-out voice: "So, /book2/showimg?=w4s
I don’t come to the conference, not because I don’t want to follow /book2/showimg?=w4s
Meet?" This was actually what he was most confused about.
"/book2/showimg?=w4s
Why because /book2/showimg?=w4s
Instead of attending the Quartz Conference?" Xiao Mao frowned, obviously very surprised by his idea, "This is a rare celebration in the entire Kanto region."
"Well, okay, that's such a pity." Xiaozhi thought for a long time, and finally accepted the answer. He blinked slightly and asked expectantly, "Then/book2/showimg?=w4s
Can you come and watch/book2/showimg?=w4s
competition?”
The Quartz Competition is the most important competition for Kanto trainers every year. Applicants gather here and must go through numerous assessments and selections, often lasting more than a month. /book2/showimg?=w4s
Just because there is no time to sign up at the beginning of the competition does not mean /book2/showimg?=w4s
When the game was coming to an end, I didn't have time to watch it.
Xiao Mao was in a good mood. He lowered his head and looked at the drawings in his hands and promised: "/book2/showimg?=w4s
I think it will probably be /book2/showimg?=w4s
Solve the work at hand before the quarter-finals, if/book2/showimg?=w4s
Can advance to the top eight,/book2/showimg?=w4s
Will go to the scene to show /book2/showimg?=w4s
Come on and cheer.”
Xiaozhi's eyes lit up, and he immediately clenched his fists and swore with confidence: "Then it's settled!/book2/showimg?=w4s
You must come when the time comes!”
"Well, of course,/book2/showimg?=w4s
Don’t worry, although the previous games /book2/showimg?=w4s
There is no way to go to the scene to give /book2/showimg?=w4s
Come on, you can watch it on TV." Xiao Mao couldn't help but smile at him, "Come on."
It was beyond his expectation that Xiaozhi, a single-celled creature, could be calmed so easily. Xiaomao thought he would need to spend more time, but it turned out that Xiaozhi was actually very easy to coax.
He hung up the phone and looked up at Chaomeng who had entered a deep state of meditation. This time he did not sneer at it, but turned on the computer.
Chaomeng stopped immediately "/book2/showimg?=w4s
Who is it?" He asked himself, turning around and looking at him rather strangely: "That Xiaozhi and /book2/showimg?=w4s
Are they the sweethearts we grew up with?"
"/book2/showimg?=w4s
from /book2/showimg?=w4s
Did you hear this in your head?" Xiaomao thought that the focus of his voice should be "the fool who grew up together". His expression at this time was quite strange. Could he really be haloed by Xiaozhi's protagonist?
Attracted and won the heart of a boy from then on?
Chaomeng's chin contracted even tighter, his face turned a little dark, he snorted heavily, swung his tail and whipped him three times in a row, when he saw Xiaomao lying down/book2/showimg?=w4s
He was lying on the ground pretending to be dead. Even though he knew he was pretending, his tail was already hanging down and he was about to slap the ground. /book2/showimg?=w4s
It stopped abruptly in mid-air.
Chaomeng gave him a rather cold look, turned around and left without saying a word.
Xiaomao/book2/showimg?=w4s
Behind him, he groaned feebly: "/book2/showimg?=w4s
The /book2/showimg?=w4s
All property is transferred to another location /book2/showimg?=w4s
in your name, so you don’t have to be /book2/showimg?=w4s someday
If you beat him to death, all that virtual wealth will be gone."
In fact, it doesn’t really hurt. When we first met, Mewtwo’s tail swipe was much better than now/book2/showimg?=w4s
If I use too much force, a long bulging red mark will appear every time. Now /book2/showimg?=w4s
The force was so weak that it could only convey a warning or dissatisfaction, not even leaving a mark.
However, Xiao Mao found that every time he complained, although Chaomeng seemed to sneer and turn a deaf ear, the next time he smoked, the force would become lighter again.
But when he said this, Xiao Mao was stunned for a moment, and immediately sat up, pulled the computer next to him, and started typing.
Chaomeng didn't even bother to leave, and immediately turned back with his head wagging: "/book2/showimg?=w4s
/book2/showimg?=w4s
What to do?"
This typical middle-aged brat likes to get angry and emphasize his own existence/book2/showimg?=w4s
To be continued...