Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 502 Saturday

Why do you find iron whistles interesting?

Because in addition to being a new form of life, it also has a very high capacity for growth - not in terms of its physical capacity and development (which, of course, also grows very rapidly), but in terms of its ideas.

Humans have lived for twenty or thirty years from birth to possession of a complete world view, and ordinary animals, I'm afraid, will never possess it, and become monsters… it's time and day and more.

Starting to explore the growth of the iron whistle, Lochu has a new surprise almost every day.

It has always followed its instincts, even after learning to think, it has followed its instincts. Lochu did not attempt to use outside perspectives to guide the thinking of the Iron Whistle.

He doesn't tell the Iron Post everything he wants to know… like a mathematician, who gives a basic equation, and who gets it, what kind of theoretical system can he develop with this basic formula?

“What are you doing here? ”

……

What are you doing here?

The iron whistle has become accustomed to this sudden appearance, so it does not even intend to open its eyes, but simply turns its body.

It has a thin blanket wrapped around it. On top of this blanket, there is a lot of aroma that intoxicates it —— the smell of cheese.

In addition to cheese, there are several different scents that can also trigger appetite in the body.

This is the bed, the bed in the basement snail - correctly, this is the house where the cheese family lives. After Shu Xiaoshu, who lived here, and her children were taken away by Dragon's death, it was two days empty.

“Send the time.” The iron whistle gives the voice a very lazy answer.

Lochu found the answer very pertinent.

Isn't that right? The iron whistle is wrapped in blankets, limbs are casually placed on the bed, and although the heavy body has bent over the bed plate, it's like a cat lying in a basket after a full afternoon.

'Cause it's full? ”

“No, I'm even hungrier. Recently, I discovered that I wanted to be underfed all the time, no matter how much I ate... is that what you want? ”

“Appetite is indeed a form of desire. ”

The iron whistle was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "But why am I so hungry that I don't want to move now? I know I want to eat cheese, but I don't know why, staying in this place, I can tolerate this... Well, what did you say, pain? ”

“Here?” Rochu's voice came with a small surprise.

Knock.

The iron whistle opened its curtains, and the chameleon-like eyeballs twirled a few times, suddenly saying: “It feels strange. I know it's not good for me, but I don't want to leave. But I know I won't stay any longer. ”

“Why?”

'Cause it's not good for me. ”The iron whistle gives the closest answer to biological nature:“ Naturally I can't keep things that are bad for me. ”

“Have you ever thought that for other individuals, you might be bad, and other individuals might not let you keep it? ”

The iron whistle was obviously stunned and gave the answer: "Isn't that normal? I want to survive, and so do other creatures. They're weaker than I am, so they only let me eat them. If I were weaker than them, I'd be eaten. ”

“In other words, if other individuals have the ability to keep you, do you not feel anger, hatred? ”

“Hate? Anger?” Iron whistle thought for a while, shaking his head, "I don't know. But..."

“Did you hesitate? ”

The iron whistle shook its head: “I don't know. Now I'm suddenly thinking, if I can't really keep it, if anyone can destroy me, I don't want it to be cheese... why is that? ”

“Why don't you want it to be cheese? ”

“It would be painful. I know that what's inside of me has been stopping me... No, I can't stay here. ”

The iron whistle suddenly climbed down from the bed, and the tail behind it suddenly caught fire, smoking it hard directly against the queen bed and smashing the bed into two sections.

It suddenly made a hissing noise and quickly climbed out of this basement snail.

Boss Luo revealed himself from the air. He looked at the interrupted bed, waved his hand and restored it to its original appearance.

Lochu looked up at what was on the wall.

Something that many families used to have… is the awards that kids get back from school, and parents always like to put them on the wall and stick them in prominent positions.

I don't know who made the rule.

Saturday afternoon, sunny.

……

……

Under the influence of enormous capital forces, a huge and gorgeous stage was built just before the show started, and half a day ahead of schedule.

The singers who participated in the show also had more time to prepare ahead of time… so they now have rehearsals.

Don't say it's a huge performance venue in such a stadium. Even if it's a studio in such a TV station, Hung Kuan doesn't know if he has the ability to control it.

Using those experiences that are only in the nightclub to steer this level of competition?

Looking at the old general of one of the rehearsals on the stage, Hung Guan couldn't help but pinch the cold sweat —— promised Zhong to come to participate, isn't it a little too hasty?

But when I think about it, when I mentioned it to my wife who was still in the hospital waiting to give birth, when she looked at me like that, Hong Guan came with a hard scalp.

“Mr. Hung, Mr. Hung! ”

Cheng Yun called Hung Guan's name from afar and walked over quickly. "How come it's not your turn yet? Is something wrong? Just tell me. ”

Hung Guan thanked him for his kindness and smiled bitterly: “I think… I'm still nervous. ”

Then you have a hairy one... Though that's what I thought in my heart, Cheng Yun didn't show up at half the time, but said: “Mr. Hong, tell you the good news, you let me find something, I will definitely send it to you on time tomorrow! ”

Hung Guan was surprised: “In such a short time...”

Cheng Yun said proudly: "Mr. Hong, don't underestimate our ability to play Feiyun entertainment! This is just a small thing... by the way, do you have any other requests? I'll do my best! ”

Hung Guan took a deep breath and shook his head: “No... I'd better go up to rehearsal! Gotta get through this. ”

Hung Kuan moves a little rigidly onto this gorgeous stage in the eyes of the album elder general who hasn't left yet, as well as the agents of several other contestants.

It's amazing...

Less than a day ago, he was just selling the power bank in the square and singing.

Also... do you want me to be here to tell you something?

Faced with an empty stadium with no audience yet, Hong Guan suddenly had this idea.

……

Another one on stage... Looking at the guy on the stage below, the chase wind suddenly laughed coldly, “Bunda, you won't be here long anyway. ”

The chase wind stood at the edge of the stadium on the roof, looking out over the city.

Shortly afterwards, behind the chase wind, a shadow climbed to the top of the shed, then carefully walked into the chase wind.

Not a monster, but a human being… a human being wearing those staff uniforms below.

Well, more senior staff.

“Chase the wind, I've fixed it for you.” This human being is going fast at the moment: “They dropped the bag before it arrived, and they didn't even notice it, and they just started installing it. ”

The wind was so great that the human stood here, his clothes hunting and hunting sounded, and the windless face suddenly revealed a smile: "Thank you. ”

“What are you talking about? We're good friends! It's a small matter. Why don't I help you?” Humans laughed happily.

“Yeah, we're good friends.” Chasing the wind closed his eyes, "Me, I really look forward to tomorrow's special performance...”

Chasing the wind revealed a slight smile, suddenly his hands were together, and he made a bang before opening his mouth: “BOOM! ”