Another week of carefree, shameless and impetuous life.

"Time flies so fast."

Juan sighed, took off his clothes and let Dr. Mosi examine his body.

Mo Si worked in a familiar manner, and at the same time complained: "Don't spend all day watching short videos online, it's not good for your health."

"I know, I know, I will control it, but now that I have let it go, there are so many excellent products on the Internet that it is really hard to stop."

"No matter how much you want to give up, you have to control it. You are not allowed to stay up late, and you are not allowed to reverse day and night. Don't torture yourself until you are like a clone of the 'rich second generation', and you won't be able to cry at all."

"What happened to the clones?"

"He is completely disabled. No matter how much magic peas he eats, it will be useless. He came to my place for an operation the day before yesterday and implanted a prosthesis. He will have to stand up for the rest of his life."

"Isn't that a golden gun? It feels good."

"You can either, I can put a tube in for you right now."

"A pipe, haha, it feels weird."

"Then you contact Captain Solo and ask him to bring you a smart one when he comes."

"Smart type, this thing also has a smart type? Mosi, where did you learn about this?"

"The Internet has everything."

"No, why do you know this?"

"I am a doctor, and it is my job to master the functions of medical devices."

"Does a doctor's job include this?"

"Of course, there are no specialized outpatient clinics in this field in any of your major hospitals.

"Speaking of which, your human's scientific research capabilities are really powerful. The latest smart model has 108 modes that can be adjusted. It is driven by micro-crystalline energy and can work continuously for half a year when fully charged with crystalline energy.

"Why don't you buy one and try it out, and I'll help you install it."

"Mosi, please stop teasing me. If you pretend, am I still me?"

…

Juan came out of the infirmary with his feet a little weak.

After meeting Lisa in the corridor, Juan could only ask her to go to the second floor for coffee.

They hugged each other and walked into the coffee shop. They saw the "rich second generation" with the learning machine glowing, and they drank coffee face to face with Tyrande and chatted.

Juan whispered in Lisa's ear: "Don't Tyrande hate the 'rich second generation'? Why did you change your gender?"

"Are you jealous?"

"Why should I be jealous of her? She has nothing to do with me. If it were you, I would be jealous."

"whee"

Lisa seemed very happy and gave Juan a wink.

At this time, the "rich second generation" saw Lisa, and he greeted: "Hi, Lisa, have you decided to be the heroine of my movie?"

Lisa said coldly: "Sorry, I remember I rejected you."

"Don't be so heartless, the pay is not an issue."

"It's not a matter of money, unless Juan is the protagonist."

The "rich second generation" seemed to have just seen Juan. He greeted: "Hi, Juan, are you interested in making a movie?"

Juan shook his head and said, "I'm very busy. Why, your movie hasn't started shooting yet?"

"I have tried out some supporting roles, but the leading role has not yet been decided."

Juan nodded towards Tyrande, and then asked: "Are you trying to persuade Tyrande to become a heroine?"

The "rich second generation" shook his head and said: "How is it possible? The heroine has to act opposite to the hero. How can I be willing to let my true love do such a thing?"

Juan joked: "Then you can just be the leading actor yourself."

The "rich second generation" said: "No, no, I don't want this orc body to tarnish my true love. Tyrande and I truly love each other."

Tyrande couldn't hold it any longer. She snorted with a cold face and said, "You are overthinking. I just agreed to teach you a foreign language."

"Yes, learning foreign languages ​​is a good start. Tyrande, my true love, can you help me translate Plato's poem into Elvish?"

Without waiting for Tyrande to agree or refuse, the "rich second generation" began to chant:

"Up at the stars this this art gazing, o love! Would I might be heaven, that with thousand eyes I might look back to theee."

When it comes to professional matters, the Minister of Education and the president of the home-based university, Tyrande, is not ambiguous. She translated:

"When you look up and gaze at the stars, my beloved! I would like to be the sky, using my millions of eyes to recall you."

The "rich second generation" held his heart with both hands, as if intoxicated: "Oh, it's so beautiful, my true love, I do it too."

Tyrande realized that she had been tricked by the "rich second generation". She stood up angrily and said, "That's it for today's class. Goodbye."

Juan watched the "rich second generation" chasing Tyrande away, turned around and asked:

"Lisa, do you think the 'rich second generation' really wants to pursue Tyrande?"

Lisa's eyes were blurred and she said: "I don't know, but Juan, can you read the poem for me?"

"Of course you can, you can recite it a hundred times."

…

Because he was tired from reading poems, Juan followed Lisa to her room to rest for a while.

Huan, who was holding on to the wall when he came out, passed by the classroom and saw that there were only one month elf students inside.

He asked: "Why is there no one there? Is it get out of class time now?"

The moon elf replied respectfully: "No, Your Majesty the Head of State, our current class of students have all graduated."

"I have graduated. Time flies so fast."

"This, because it's an accelerated course, so it only takes a few hours."

"So that's it, then why are you still here?"

"Because of my good academic performance, Principal Tyrande kept me as a lecturer. However, I was afraid that I would not be good at teaching, so I rehearsed before the new students arrived."

"Very good, I believe you will be a good teacher. So, where will your classmates go after graduation?"

The Moon Elf lecturer said proudly: "All the students have found jobs. We are very popular and many companies are vying for us."

Juan is very happy. The easier it is for graduates to find jobs, the better the society is developing.

On the other hand, if a large number of young people become unemployed, the problem will be huge.

Shortly after leaving the classroom, Juan received a communication from Captain Solo requesting to land.

Juan was so happy that he couldn't wait to use his brain chip to connect to the building's broadcast:

"Collecting clothes! Collect all the clothes, pants, shoes and socks that were dried on the tarmac! Get ready to pick up the plane!!"

An hour later, the "Millennium Falcon" landed steadily on the tarmac.

But its hatch has yet to open.

Captain Solo sent a message to Juan: "Führer, one of my passengers asked you to adjust the brain chip to incognito mode."

Passenger? What passenger? Didn’t you say that you were going to Feilengcui Administrative Planet to collect goods? Why did you get another passenger?

Thinking this way, Juan immediately sent a message to Captain Solo to ask for passenger information.

But Captain Solo refused, saying: "The passengers insist that they must wait until you change the brain chip to incognito mode before they can talk to you."

Changing to incognito mode is not difficult. In fact, many privacy-conscious humans prefer to use incognito mode.

In this state, the brain chip will not automatically record what you see, hear, feel, or communicate with others.

But Juan is used to uploading videos to the Internet, so he rarely uses incognito mode.

But since Captain Solo insists, it doesn't matter if he changes it, it's just a momentary operation.

So Juan modified the status of the brain chip and informed Captain Solo.
Chapter completed!