Fast-Crossing Big Boss: Blackening Lord God is Paranoid and Sick

Chapter 159 Ruthless Robot VS Autistic High IQ Small Milk Bag (4)

The little guy's eyes were too revealing, she could tell what he was thinking with just a casual glance.

The way he looks at her now is clearly the same as when he disassembled the model airplane, with hidden excitement.

He wants to tear her apart!
Song Jiang looked at Luo Yi silently, without speaking.

The two sides confronted each other.

Luo Yi would not spoil him with her body full of tiny parts, if she was not careful, she would be scrapped!
Five minutes later, Song Jiang blinked, looked at Luo Yi, pursed his lips unhappily, turned around and walked to the cabinet with various models, squatted down to open the bottom cabinet, and took out a Brand new box.

In the dark blue box, there is only one emerald green vine, without any other complicated patterns.

Luo Yi squinted her eyes, she also had this pattern on her arm, it was small and delicate.

The box was opened, and there was a bag of small and broken parts inside. The parts were of different sizes and shapes. According to visual inspection, there were probably hundreds of pieces, and there was also a blueprint.

On the drawing is a black and blue robot.

Luo Yi: "..."

It seems to be a manufacturer right...

It's just... How can a high-tech company still have educational games for children?

Song Jiang put the parts on the table, picked up the drawings and looked at them.

This kind of robot, with hundreds of parts, takes time and energy to put together, and it is impossible for most adults to finish it.

Song Jiang's expression was extremely serious.

Luo Yi moved her body, and mechanically sat down opposite Song Jiang.

In the evening, Song's mother came back from the hospital, and immediately went back to the room to check on Song Jiang's situation.

Early the next morning.

Song's mother dialed Song's father to discuss with him about Song Jiang's enrollment.

Song Jiang is now six years old, already in kindergarten.

When other children were his age, they had already been exposed to various talent courses, but Song Jiang's situation was special. Song's mother asked a psychiatrist that an autistic child like Song Jiang needed to take him out more.

The two discussed for a while before deciding to let Song Jiang go to the nursery class to try.

If he doesn't resist, it's not too late to enter kindergarten.

The Song family has a wide network of contacts, and it took only a few minutes to contact a private nursery class.

Song's mother is more worried about how to persuade Song Jiang.

Mother Song hesitated for a long time before entering Song Jiang's room.

He was lowering his head and fiddling with robot parts. The table was full of small parts, and the robot in his hand had already begun to take shape.

Song's mother squatted in front of him, her bright appearance was cautious, and she spoke softly.

"Xiaojiang, you have been at home for a long time, how about going out with your mother this afternoon, there are many children to accompany you."

Song Jiang: "..."

Song's mother continued, pointing to the parts in Song Jiang's hand, "They can still work on the robot with you, maybe it can be finished tonight!"

Song Jiang didn't lift his head.

Song's mother continued to talk a lot after that, but Song Jiang still didn't respond.

Just when Mother Song was about to give up, a mechanical female voice came from behind.

[Little master, if you don't go, all your toys will be confiscated by the master. 】

As soon as these words came out, Song's mother clearly noticed that Song Jiang's hand holding the parts paused.

Her eyes lit up, "Xiaojiang, if you don't go, I'll take these things away; if you go, I'll buy you ten more high-tech robots, and Xiaojiang can do whatever he wants. "

After all, the Song family didn't pay much attention to this little money.

Seeing that Song Jiang's expression seemed to be relaxed, Song's mother smiled, "We're just going to play for a while, if Xiao Jiang feels uncomfortable, come back at any time."

(End of this chapter)