There was nothing to do after class that day.
Baimu asked about the class schedule and military training arrangements for his classmates, and then returned home with Ailian.
The dormitory is used for rest during class breaks or lunch breaks, and Baimu will not stay there at night.
"I feel like your homeroom teacher is a bit mean."
Bai Mu opened the door and said, Ailian nodded.
"Yeah, but it doesn't matter."
College is not high school.
It is basically difficult to find a university teacher anywhere except when you are in class, and he or she will not supervise you like in high school.
The school is very lenient, so it doesn't matter if the teachers are a little harsh.
It was around three o'clock in the afternoon and Nekomata hadn't finished school yet. Shiraki and Airen stayed together for a while before Airen went out to buy groceries.
Bai Mu was free so he called Fan.
Except for seeing him this morning, I don't seem to have seen him today. The other class deputies said that he divided his two classes among two other class deputies.
He must be busy with racing.
"Hello?"
The person on the other end picked up the phone and sounded very excited.
"Oh, Mr. Bai, I have good news for you. Today I bought a rotary engine. It's incredibly powerful and perfect for off-road racing."
As he spoke, the sound of an engine could be heard from the other side. The rotor is the romance of racing drivers!
Bai Mu nodded, "Really? Everything is going well."
"Of course, what you gave me is far beyond my expectations. I feel like I can even make another racing car!"
Fan said excitedly that he bought this rotary engine from a junk yard for only over two million.
It's 60% new. If we spend another four million to repair it, it will be basically the same as a new one.
He was a little bit incredulous when he saw it being lifted out of the garbage dump by a crane.
It's really a good thing that he came across such a good thing.
He was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling!
Bai Mu's mouth twitched, "Alright, as long as it goes smoothly."
He hung up the phone.
Baimu knows nothing about racing and hasn't even taken the driving test yet.
It is impossible for him to drive a car, and he doesn't even need one.
Because your feet can run faster than a car.
A piece of bread and a bottle of water are needed for every 100 kilometers.
He played with his phone on the sofa for a while, then stood up and went out. It was time to pick up Mao from school.
He walked slowly, occasionally listening to the people around him talking.
Today most people are discussing the newly emerged Type 4 void.
There are even more conspiracy theories.
It seems that everyone has his or her own understanding.
Among them, the ones mentioned most often are big figures and the like.
He was also very curious.
What kind of existence is a big shot?
However, this curiosity did not last long, as I heard two young couples strolling around discussing a restaurant.
"Hey, baby, shall we go eat hot pot tomorrow?"
"I heard there's a really authentic spicy hotpot restaurant that's opened in Bulleen Square. My colleagues all raved about it after trying it."
Spicy hotpot?
Bai Mu silently wrote down the name of the store.
I'll take Ailian to try it if I have the chance, but I don't know if she likes spicy food.
He continued walking and soon arrived at the gate of the high school.
School is not over yet, but there are already many parents waiting at the door.
Most of these people were very well dressed and behaved appropriately.
Unlike the rough temperament of the nouveau riche, most of these people are very elegant and can be seen to be wealthy people whose family heritage is passed down.
Baimu was also waiting bored, when suddenly a middle-aged man next to him spoke to him.
"Young man, are you here to pick up the child too?"
Bai Mu nodded, "Yeah, I guess so."
Nekomata is actually just an older child.
"Our child always does poorly on exams. I don't know what to do with him in the future."
The uncle said sadly.
It’s as common for parents to discuss their children’s studies as it is for them to use chopsticks when eating.
"Where are your children?"
Bai Mu touched his chin and said, "She's okay in her studies, but she's a little naughty."
"Being naughty is a good thing. It's not right for a child of this age not to be naughty. By the way, young man, you look young, but your children are already in high school. You look very well maintained. Do you have any secrets?"
The uncle looked at Baimu. Baimu was very tall, but there was not a single wrinkle on his face.
They are totally different from those who work for the family.
The weather is basically written all over his face.
Bai Mu smiled awkwardly.
He actually just graduated from high school.
The man thought about it and felt that there was nothing to talk about. Suddenly he asked, "What do you do for a living, young man?"
Bai Mu: “I’m still in college.”
"Oh, then you're not here to pick up your daughter. Hahaha, sorry, sorry."
"What's your major, bro?"
The uncle became more and more excited as he talked, and seemed to be very curious about Baimu as well.
Bai Mu touched his nose, "Uh, oil painting. What's wrong?"
The uncle quickly said, "Wow, I knew you must be studying art. Why do you want to work for me? You college students are all poor, right?"
This is really true...
Baimu currently does not have a stable source of income.
"Uncle, what do you do?"
The uncle introduced himself: "I work in auctioneer."
"This is my business card. I'm Polo Polo, manager of Polo Auction House."
"Just call me Uncle Polo."
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