August 6, 5:32 am.

A secret military airport, a medium-sized bomber carrying the "fat man" and the "little boy" quickly took off.

In a few hours, the most terrifying explosion in human history will happen, but no one knows it now.

The children have just finished their holiday and are still trying to accept the fact that school has started.

"Hi, the two heroes of Junjie..."

"Hi, Claire."

"Hi, Shark Boy..."

"Hi, Moni."

The twins were not happy with these names at all, why did they have so many strange names?

"Isn't it that no one cares about me?" Elizabeth asked with a dark face.

"No, you are a cheerleader." Mason praised sincerely.

"Young guys like you." Aiden said this very contrary to his will, at least he was not, at least not the one who 'liked'

"Mason, I heard you gave Watt a hard lesson." Someone gave Mason a thumbs up. More people liked and hated school bullies.

Because there are always more weak people in this world, and it is the same in the small society on campus. They are excited to learn that Watt is unlucky.

However, everyone is curious about what's going on. This topic will definitely become the focus of the party in the next few days.

"Aiden, have you decided what university you want to go to?" In fact, this semester they will start visiting schools to confirm their goals and preferences.

This time next year, you should submit your registration form and wait for the school’s reply.

"Do you two need to worry about this?" Elizabeth spread his hands unexplained because more than a dozen schools have extended olive branches to them.

It includes many famous Ivy League schools. Their sports expertise has increased their scores a lot, and students with sports expertise are always privileged.

"I want to be a navy." Aiden frightened them.

Navy, is he sure he isn't kidding?

"navy midshipmen, Naval School?" Mason was quite interested and said jokingly: "Then I should go to the pastry."

"Tell me, you two are just kidding." Elizabeth didn't think this was bad, but they had more and better choices.

Duke, Yale, Harvard, Growth, MIT, Princeton, Michigan, Miami, Oregon...

Their choices are so many that others will be so jealous that they will go crazy. These schools really want their arrival to be part of the school and the school team.

You can't imagine what a good rugby player means to the school, more honors, more attention, and create brilliant history.

More importantly, Ivy is not good at ‘production’ athletes. In this regard, they are weak and nerds cannot exercise.

This is a long-standing inherent impression that if you can have a player with both good character and academic performance and can enter professional competitions, this situation can be rewritten instantly.

Ivy no longer produces only nerds, they can attract more potential future athletes to join the school and diversify themselves.

Diversity is what the entire United States is pursuing, but with the times, what we pursue is also different.

"I actually think football is not fun anymore," Aiden said casually.

"So too," Mason agreed, because it was too unchallenging for them.

When you can win the first time, you will be very excited, the second time, the same, the third time, feel proud, the fourth time, the excitement, the proud.

But when the results are the same every time, I am afraid that all that is left is boredom, boredom, boredom...

This is the most tangled thing. In the past, parents would watch their games, and they would be nervous and excited, and they would win the game and scream in the stands.

Now, even the most important autumn finals can only be heard, ‘Okay, have fun at night’s celebration party.’

Why is this happening?

Because the game was decided before the start of the game, there was no suspense so that there was no sense of expectation.

"Do you know? I heard that there are several owners of hockey halls and gyms planning to set up a new basketball league. Are you interested?"

"It's just the slapies playing sports?" Mason frowned. Although he didn't say anything, his face was full of disgust. In his opinion, this sport was extremely stupid.

Although he didn't know what the newly formed alliance was called, he had watched the nbl mini-game, with a group of small men running and jumping like monkeys in the cage.

If someone hadn't explained it, he would have thought he was in a zoo.

"Maybe you can try it." Aiden said boredly. He had no passion for football anymore, and even if his opponent was knocked down, it only made him feel bored.

In addition, they also include hockey, baseball, tennis and polo, which they have played.

"Try it," Mason agreed.

"That's great, we'll go tomorrow." Elizabeth was very happy that she could get involved, even if it was just a part of her work.

"I know the owners of Plank Pavilion and Handball Pavilion, two whiskey-loving alcoholics, and they are almost bankrupt."

Aiden likes to make friends, and he always has the most friends. Sometimes he thinks he knows anyone in the world.

The cashier at the corner store, the nurse at the hospital, the welcome of the department store, the wealthy businessman at the golf club, the medical marijuana seller, the widow at the corner, and two children...

"How long will it take for you and Diana?" Mason wanted to know what he was going to do.

Because as far as he knows, Aiden and Diana are together just to help her get rid of the drunken entanglement, and her shameless ex-husband.

"It's almost time. I'll find a new job for her. When she moves out of that hell, my mission will be completed." Aiden said with some regret.

"What's going on with your damn tone?" Mason felt something wrong and said weirdly: "You won't really fall in love with her, are you?"

"No, just... maybe... I don't know." Aiden said with a tangled look.

"It's over." Seeing his performance, Mason knew that some people should be worried.

"Uh...Aiden, are you interested in attending the afternoon motorcycle show?" Mason thought he should divert Aiden's attention.

"Harley?" Aiden's eyes lit up.

"Yes, Harley, haven't you always wanted a Harley sportsman?" Mason's heart trembled when he said this.

"Mason, can I think you are saying you will lend me money to buy a sportsman?" That was Aiden's dream, but unfortunately he didn't have enough savings.

A Harley sportsman costs $1,210, which was not the price at first, but in recent years, due to World War II, the brand of Harley has become louder and the price has also risen.

"Yes..., yes, I'll lend you enough money." After saying this, Mason breathed a sigh of relief, because he would have to tighten his belt for the next period of time, and his New Year's holiday would be ruined.

But if this would make Aiden give up his 'spiritual companion', Mason thought it would be worth it.

I hope this will make him divert his focus and forget his perverted and weird habits because of Harley.
Chapter completed!