I have big problems with my superpowers and my relationship

Not only did he not get to eat beef, he also had no dog food. He really lost both the wife and the army... If Huangmao's IQ could be increased several times to the level where he could understand "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", he would definitely sigh like this at this moment.

But even if it didn't understand the proverb, it now understood one thing -

The owner was very angry and the consequences were serious.

After pondering for a while, Huangmao felt that if he continued like this, he would most likely return to "nature", so he decided to apologize to Lu Chen.

"Wang Wang~"

It walked into the bedroom with its tail between its legs. It planned to first bark softly to indicate its arrival, and then use its head to nudge Lu Chen's hand, using human sympathy to gain the latter's forgiveness.

As a result, he walked around the bed, but couldn't find where Lu Chen's hand was.

I stood up from the edge of the bed and took a look.

Oh, he's holding his cell phone and grinning foolishly again.

[Qin Wanqing: Lu Chen, are you asleep? ]

【Qin Wanqing: Good night. 】

The fluorescent light of the mobile phone shone on the slightly raised corners of his mouth, and Lu Chen stared at these three words for a long time, savoring them.

Although Qin Wanqing was not the first girl to say good night to him, he still felt inexplicably happy. Why?

Tsk tsk...

I happily replied "good night" and opened TikTok to watch some borderline videos.

At the same time, two floors downstairs, Qin Wanqing gently put her phone aside and continued to watch the love story between the pig-headed boy and the bunny girl senior.

I said good night but I still didn't go to bed. Fortunately, Huangmao couldn't understand what was happening in front of him, otherwise he would have cursed at me right now -

You humans are the real dogs!

......

......

The next morning, Lu Chen got up on time at eight o'clock.

I glanced at my phone and saw Qin Wanqing's "Good morning" on the screen, sent at 6:52.

Are you up so early?

I doubt whether he is a college student.

I replied "Good morning", got out of bed, washed my face and brushed my teeth, then pressed the plunger against the inner wall of the toilet and stuck it.

"If you can keep from peeing outside today, I'll give you beef when I come back."

Looking down at the yellow-haired man, Lu Chen said with a serious expression: "Can you do it?"

"Wang!"

Huang Mao was full of confidence: "If there is a reference, I can urinate very accurately!"

"Don't brag so quickly. You peed all over the place last time."

With the previous experience as a lesson, it was hard for Lu Chen to believe a dog's promise: "Anyway, if you can't pee correctly again this time, you have to find a way to clean it up yourself!"

"Wang Wang!"

"Okay, I'm leaving now. Remember not to scratch the sofa."

After washing his hands, Lu Chen gave one last instruction and then walked out of the door under Huangmao's reluctant gaze.

Although he had an appointment with Wang Tianyu for dinner, he planned to return to school early and go to the department to discuss his graduation thesis with Lao Liu to see if it could be postponed for a few days.

Yes, there are indeed problems with the thesis itself.

But putting the facts aside, doesn't Lao Liu have any responsibility as a tutor?

I think there must be.

"Uncle Ma, a tray of steamed dumplings and a bowl of soy milk."

Walking into a breakfast shop right next to the community, Lu Chen decided to fill his stomach before starting his "back to school" journey across half the city.

Thanks to his recent internship, he not only wakes up three hours earlier, but also resumes his breakfast habit, which he had neglected for nearly four years.

"Xiao Lu is here."

The middle-aged man in an apron brought the buns and soy milk, wiped the table, and asked with a smile, "How is Huangmao doing recently?"

"It's good. I'm almost learning how to use the toilet."

Lu Chen picked up a steamed bun and dipped it in the vinegar dish.

A month ago, he took over Huangmao from the breakfast shop owner.

At that time, Huangmao was always hanging around here. Uncle Ma was kind-hearted and would often feed him some unsold buns. Over time, they developed feelings for each other.

But after all, it is a restaurant, and it is not a good thing to have a stray dog ​​lying in the store all day long. Some customers will definitely not like it.

Uncle Ma has old and young people at home and cannot afford to keep a dog, so he thought about finding an owner for Huangmao.

After asking many regular customers, most of them either don't keep pets or dislike Huangmao because he is a mixed bag. In the end, only Lu Chen took Huangmao home on impulse.

Because of this, Uncle Ma would give Lu Chen a zero every time he came for breakfast.

Although it is just a drop in the bucket compared to the cost of raising a dog, it is at least a return on investment.

"Look, that's what I said. The more hybrid a dog is, the smarter it is!"

Upon hearing that Huangmao was almost able to use the toilet, Uncle Ma was very proud and thought that he had a "good eye for identifying good dogs" and if he were in ancient times, he would at least be as famous as Bole.

Lu Chen curled his lips, thinking that if Huangmao heard this, he would probably become enemies with him.

Recently he discovered that although Huangmao is just a stray dog, he has a strong self-esteem.

Sometimes when it gets mad, no amount of comfort will help. Only top-notch delicacies like starch sausage can make it open its mouth.

And when eating, she will pretend to be reluctant, just like your girlfriend who says she wants to lose weight, shows off the crayfish, and finally blames you for not stopping her.

Huh? Wait...

Thinking of this, Lu Chen was suddenly stunned.

By the way, didn’t Huangmao come here every day to eat buns before?

It's hard to go from extravagance to frugality. With such a standard of food, why does it still like to eat starch sausage?

Could it be...

Staring at the half steamed bun held by the chopsticks, Lu Chen carefully observed the meat filling inside, trying to find some clues.

But before he could figure out what was going on, he caught a glimpse of a figure hurriedly passing by outside the store.

She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, denim overalls, and holding a few books in her arms.

Qin Wanqing was walking while typing on her phone, so she didn't see Lu Chen.

Lu Chen hesitated for a moment and did not call her.

But three seconds later, the phone on the table lit up.

【Qin Wanqing: Lu Chen, I'm going to class. 】

[Qin Wanqing: Do you have time tonight? I want to go sing~]

"..."

it is good!

Wang Tianyu, ah, Wang Tianyu!

Be prepared to receive a critical hit from your good brother!

Chapter 9 The Poorest Superpower

[Are you really not going? ]

[I'm sorry, I'm not ready yet...]

[It's not like I'm meeting my parents, what should I prepare for? ]

[I'd be nervous if it was my friend, so I'll do it next time. ]

[That's OK]

Holding the ring with one hand and the mobile phone with the other, the disappearing period represented Lu Chen's dissatisfaction.

Damn it! Wang Tianyu escaped!

By the way, why did Qin Wanqing suddenly become so introverted?

Isn't it the social cow?

Forget it, I'll do it next time. There will always be a chance to show off.

Putting the phone back into his trouser pocket, Lu Chen shook his head and continued to stare blankly at the slowly moving city outside the car window.

Bus No. 52 can go directly to Yanjiang University, but it will pass by People's Park and a vegetable market, so even though it is past the morning rush hour, the bus is still full.

They were basically VIPs with senior citizen cards, and probably no more than three people actually paid for the fare.

"Uncles and aunts, Xinxin doesn't want to lose again. Those of us who have tickets can vote and let Xinxin win once, okay?"

A delicate voice suddenly sounded, scaring Lu Chen so much that he shuddered.

Following the sound, I saw that it was the old man sitting next to me who opened TikTok.

The woman on the screen has a round face and is about 30 years old. She dresses in a simple and rustic style and is very down-to-earth.

At this moment, this simple female anchor is PKing with someone via live broadcast in a field.

I can’t see clearly how many people are online, but judging from the rapidly scrolling chat box, there should be quite a few people watching.

A harvester of middle-aged and elderly people.

Lu Chen adjusted his posture and watched with interest as the old man opened the handwriting box. It took him a minute to finally write out four words - Come on Xinxin!

However, as soon as it was sent out, it was drowned out by other comments and naturally failed to attract the host's attention.

However, the old man was not discouraged. He immediately clicked on the gift column and generously gave a helicopter worth 299.