The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

"Ah, I'm so weak that I can't even run away with a snake." Bai Lan sat on the grass by the river, playing with the grass roots.

Kakuro glanced at Yan Masakazu's hands, then looked back at the brown-haired hound who was still doing push-ups.

"I can't even run a snake"

Of course, this was selectively ignored by the people in Zhuqingzhuang, or it was treated as a joke by foreigners, and they didn't take it seriously.

"Wow, even Kakuro stopped, and Suehiro-san changed to support..."

Cheng Taicheng touched his thin arm for the first time, trembling.

Finally, even the prince in zombie running pose arrived.

At a distance of five kilometers, the prince was nearly an hour slower than the first echelon.

That is to say-

"Huh? One hour of push-ups?" Hui Er's face showed obvious surprise.

For some reason, everyone in Zhuqingzhuang began to gather around Suehiro.But after training by himself, Suehiro will ignore the strange eyes of everyone around him.

Jono kicked his colleague's waist with his boots, signaling him to get out of his "small world", "Get up, Mr. Iron Gut."

All the staff of Zhuqingzhuang have arrived, and there will be no time for your independent training.

"Wait, Jono-san! Suehiro-san is in...training, wouldn't that be too good?" Jota tilted his head.

"No, it's all right." A light kick could not wake up the training madman, and the silver-haired young man with squinting eyes raised his foot and stepped hard on Suehiro's back.

- bang.

Gudong.

All the staff in Zhuqingzhuang (except Hehui Bailan) swallowed a mouthful of saliva slowly.

Did you hear me right just now?

Everyone's eyes moved down slowly, looking at the brown-haired young man whose body was half buried in the soil.

That's right!Instead of falling into the grass, it fell directly into the soil under the grass!

Joye-san, how much effort did you use!

It was obvious that the force was on the back, but the face was also buried in the ground.Suehiro, who had finally "woke up", pulled his face out of the soil, with a few grass leaves stuck to his hair, and his eyes cast a little doubt, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Right in front of Suehiro's head was the twin brother Joji. Looking at the unscathed brown-haired youth, he sighed, "Suehiro-san...the body is really strong."

Suehiro, who stood up straight, patted the blades of grass on his body, but ignored his hair, resulting in a few green sticks on his head, "Thank you for the compliment."

"I'm not praising you." Tiaoye snapped back.

The brown-haired retriever straightens his clothes, "But this is

Reality. "

His body is really strong.

"Okay, okay," He Hui said to mediate, "I look forward to today's breakfast more than my body is strong. Food is the capital of the body."

The young man with reddish-brown hair wiped his glasses, and handed the cloth to Axue who was also wearing glasses, "Is this sentence a bit wrong?"

Ah Xue, who finally got over her strength, didn't really want to answer the conversation, but it's not good to say nothing.So Ah Xue took the glasses cloth and replied, "Yes."

"It should be the original words."

"Ah."

"Ah, I can't remember for a while."

"Ah."

"Axue, you..."

"Yi, it's you instead."

"......Oh."

The leader of Zhuqing Village, Kiyase Huier, looked around and saw that everyone had almost rested (Prince:?), so he said, "Okay, everyone! Go back!"

The few people who didn't want to move at all lay on the grass instead, showing no intention of getting up.

"Does the one who goes back first get breakfast?" He Hui raised his hand.

"That's right." Hui Er recalled his morning operations, "Miso soup and rice have been kept warm in the pot, and the cold dishes were mixed last night, just go back and cook some hot dishes and cut some fruit."

"rice......"

Bai Lan, who was sitting on the grass, stretched out her hand. Seeing this, He Hui pulled him up, "It's so 'Japanese' to eat rice early in the morning."

Even those Chinese people don't eat dry rice without breakfast, usually porridge.

Having lived with Hehui Bailan for nearly a year, Zhengyi immediately understood the hidden meaning in this sentence and subtle tone of theirs.

Even when I was living in an apartment, I almost never had a Japanese breakfast of rice and miso soup.

Indeed, as a foreigner, Hehuisang Bailansang probably doesn't like Japanese breakfast very much.

Occasionally, there will be some Chinese breakfast, such as Xiaolongbao, soy milk, etc., but most of the time, it is a Western-style breakfast with only steak and bread.

"Hui Ersang." Zhengyi said.

"Ok?"

"Next time I will prepare together with you. One person prepares 15 servings. Anyway, it is too hard."

"Ahaha, then thank you Yi."

......

Today's breakfast Hui Er has already been prepared, so it is naturally impossible to make a new one for Hehui Bailan.

"It's not bad to have a meal once in a while." Saying this, He Hui finished his portion at the table.

Bai Lan was very self-willed and left a lot, it would be better to say that he was already giving Hui two face by being able to move his chopsticks.

The food on the plate was barely covered

After eating, Bai Lan just sat in her seat and ate the marshmallow.

"Huh? Bai Lansang, isn't it to your taste?" Zhuqing Zhuang naturally noticed such a strange situation, and the child prodigy looked at the white-haired young man sitting opposite him, and asked.

The breakfast and dinner at Zhuqing Village have always been cooked by Huier, and most of the time they are Japanese-style family stir-fries. Only Qian Musa is very used to eating, so they subconsciously ignored it...

Japanese food is not acceptable to foreigners.

"Don't worry about him, and you don't need to make breakfast for him in the future. This marshmallow extract gets its energy from marshmallows."

He Hui mercilessly dismissed Bai Lan from the dinner table.

"Huh? It's not good to eat snacks all the time." KING didn't hold back a word.

This is not nutritious at all.

Seeing Zhengyi who was a little nervous, Bai Lan explained very "intimately", "I don't usually exercise much, I just need sugar."

"But you have to eat well in exchange for meals." Haiji, who is in charge of the kitchen and nutritionist, is very concerned about the health of his roommates.

The blond young man put down his bowl and chopsticks, blinked his blue eyes, "Well, geniuses are always different from us ordinary people."

Bai Lan looked back silently.

What the hell are you going to do?

"Ah~ This is the genius who skipped grades~" He Hui's tone was tinged with a tilde.

Ah Xue didn't respond, "Speaking of 'jumping a grade', I remember that Ah Yi also skipped a grade."

"That's right! By the way, Hajime and the twins don't know, Hajime is super powerful!" Musa almost regarded Zhengyi as a role model to learn from. Zhuqingzhuang does not have a college of science and technology, but Hajime of the Faculty of Arts does. Every time he can solve the doubts of his homework.

"No, it's not something to brag about..."

Hui Er nodded, "Yes, I skipped two grades in high school, and now I'm an 18-year-old sophomore."

"No way!" Cheng Taicheng was startled, "Ah Yi-sang, is he younger than me?!"

Feeling embarrassed, Zhengyi shifted the flames of the battle, "But it's not as good as Bai Lansang."

"Bai Lan and Ah Tong are the same age, but they are already seniors." Hui Er, who has the information of the dormitory personnel, knows the basic information like the back of his hand.

"Amazing!"

"real or fake?"

"No wonder Bai Lansang looks so young..." Cheng Tai muttered in a low voice, quietly glanced at Senior Nigu and KING, who had been repeating grades for thousands of years.

"Where are you looking, brat!" KING waved his chopsticks.

"It's more than that, He Huisang..." Stuck, He Huisang seems to have transferred here?

"

Bai Lansang is different from Musa. He is not an international student, but an exchange student. "

Just as he was thinking about the words Bai Lan introduced to himself back then, he continued, "Guess, which school did Bai Lansang and the others belong to?"

Cheng Taichengci immediately started from the nationality of the two, "He Huisang is from Russia, and Bailansang is from Italy. Are there any good schools in these two countries?"

The guessing king KING listed, "In Russia, St. Petersburg State University, Moscow State University; in Italy, the University of Milan, Politecnico di Torino, University of Bologna..."

"You know so much."

"Hmph, this is the basis of guessing riddles."

"But..." Even though these universities enjoy a good reputation locally and even in the world, for ordinary Japanese citizens——

"I haven't heard of it at all!" Shiroji tilted his head, admitting his "ignorance".

Ah Xue noticed, if it was a prestigious school that they had never heard of, Ha Yi would not have asked the question that only KING could answer, "Is it a world famous school?"

Impossible, people from world famous schools come to Kansei University to study?

"That's right." Zheng Yi picked up a mouthful of rice and said the name of the school in front of him without any hesitation, "It's Massachusetts Institute of Technology."

"Sigh——no wonder Bai Lansang is from the Polytechnic Institute. He just studied at the Polytechnic University..." The smiling child prodigy suddenly froze, and the half-laughed expression looked weird.

In an instant, the sound of bowls, chopsticks and conversations on the table disappeared.

Only the prince held up a weak wrist, and lightly picked up a piece of vegetable, "Sure enough, squinting eyes are all monsters."

Axue looked at Zhengyi through the "cracked" glasses, "Both of them?"

Zhengyi remained calm, "Well, He Huisang is also from MIT."

The blond youth quickly threw the pot away, "But I'm already 21, a completely normal school age, and Bai Lan is a genius who was admitted to MIT at the age of 15."

15 years old...admitted to MIT.

What were you doing when you were 15?

Everyone suddenly set aside their past memories and looked for their 15-year-old self.

Um... reading comics/playing football/copying homework/KTV/catching a one-man show/running/watching TV.

......

With such an interruption, even Hui Er put aside Bai Lan's picky eating problem for the time being.

A genius, of course, has a little quirk (problem).

Bai Lan's little hobby...it's not even a hobby, it's just that she likes to eat cotton candy and doesn't eat dinner.

Coupled with Zhengyi's point, everyone suddenly noticed Bai Lan's age.

Went to college at 15, now 18.

My youth is spent in reading and studying, so I definitely don't have much private time, even if my personality is a little naive (picky eaters), it's no big deal.

He is a child ()!

"So, in this way, the task of taking care of the gifted child is entrusted to you, Naoki's younger brother." Hehui handed a card to Zhengyi, "Please make sure the child eats and drinks well, money is not a problem!"

Never buy special meat again!Go buy A5 grade, snowflake beef!

The author has something to say: finally have the feeling of the title, return to daily life