"Jingling jingling!!!"

    The harsh alarm clock sounded madly, breaking the tranquility of the early morning.

    In a slightly messy room, a little rough hand stretched out from the quilt, skillfully grasped the alarm clock at the head of the bed and cut off its ring.

    "Click."

    As the alarm clock was cut off, a monkey idol at the head of the bed was pulled by something, fell straight back, and the back of his head accurately hit an insignificant button behind it.

    Then there was a slight sound of mechanical transmission. The bed board of the little hand owner''s bed suddenly collapsed, and kraft Lee, who was still in a hazy state, fell down without suspense.

    Then

    "Ah --!!!"

    The shrieks, which were more harsh than the previous alarm clock, kept ringing. Claft, who was stunned, suddenly sat up from a pile of shrieking chickens with his ears covered.

    ……

    Kraft rubbed the head of his chicken nest and staggered down the stairs. At this time, his mind was still buzzing. Coupled with the low blood sugar when he got up early, he was afraid he couldn''t recover for a while.

    Dizzy, with his old habits, Claude walked to the table with a drunken pace, sat down, stared at the table, and yawned from time to time.

    It was not until Mr. Li, Kraft''s adoptive father, put breakfast in front of him that he excited his spirit and returned from his wandering outside.

    "It seems that the new way of getting up you prepared for yourself works well," Mr. Li took out two bottles of milk from the refrigerator, put one of them in front of kraft, and then added: "it''s just a little noisy. I was scared downstairs."

    "Bread and milk again..."

    Instead of answering his adoptive father''s topic, kraft took a baguette and bit it hard, complaining vaguely.

    "We are Chinese. Even if we don''t have preserved eggs, lean meat porridge and pancakes and fruits, we should at least eat steamed stuffed buns and soybean milk!"

    "I''m sorry, kraft, I can''t do any of those things."

    Mr. Li sat opposite Kraft with a smile and nibbled at it with a root stick.

    "So you''d better find me a mother quickly," urged Kraft, waving his gnawed stick. "You must be a Chinese American woman who can cook."

    "Do you urge me to get married all day just to find yourself a cook?"

    Mr. Li''s face was black, and the magic stick in his hand was not fragrant for a moment.

    "Well... Isn''t that what the saying goes..." Kraft shrunk his head and argued hard: "well... Milk is mother? you ''re right! That''s it! "

    "Alas... This sentence is not used like that..."

    Mr. Li sighed helplessly, and his words were full of fatigue.

    "Oh, that''s almost what I mean." Kraft smiled and waved his hand. "Just understand the spirit."

    "If you really want to eat steamed stuffed bun and fried dough sticks, I can help you order meals in fumanlou."

    Although Kraft is only his adopted son, the friendship between them is not just that of the adopter and adopted, so Mr. Li has no difference between Kraft and his own son.

    "Forget it," Kraft resolutely refused. "The price of Liao pangzi''s shop is too dark to afford."

    "I can still afford it," said Mr. Li with a happy smile. "I can be regarded as a rich man now. I can''t save as much as before, and can''t you make money yourself? I''m really greedy, so I''ll go to fumanlou to have a good meal. "

    "Forget it, the bread is good," Kraft gulped his magic wand into his mouth and swallowed it with two mouthfuls of milk. "I don''t even make enough money to buy new materials. As for Martin, you''d better keep your money to help those people in feast."

    After a quick breakfast, kraft picked up his schoolbag and walked quickly to the door.

    "I went to school first."

    Completely ignored Martin Lee''s roar behind him.

    "Hey! You haven''t washed yet! "

    "How troublesome it is to wash your face and brush your teeth..."

    Out of the house, kraft took out a piece of gum from his pocket, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and then wiped it on his face and hair with his hand, even if it was done.

    At this time, the school bus used to pick up and send students also appeared at the corner of the street.

    "Well, the time is just right."

    Kraft looked at the time on his watch and nodded with satisfaction.

    "My scream chicken battle was a great success ~ ~ ~ but it was a little too shocking..."

    Kraft shivered at the thought of his terrible experience of struggling to get up from a group of screaming chickens.

    "Sure enough, it still needs to be further optimized."

    "Hey! Kraft! This way! "

    As soon as he boarded the school bus, an acquaintance greeted him. The person calling him was also a yellow skinned Chinese American, who was the little owner of fumanlou mentioned earlier, that is, Liao pangzi in Kraft''s mouth.

    "Good morning, David."

    While greeting the other students, kraft went to David Liao and sat down.

    "You were actually waiting for the school bus in advance today, so did the screaming chicken fight succeed?"

    Liao pangzi, smiling on his face, asked impatiently before Kraft could sit down.

    "Success is success... It''s a little traumatic... It needs to be improved."

    Kraft''s face showed an indescribable expression.

    "Oh... What a pity. I wanted to help you sell this wake-up system to Phyllis and them earlier."

    Liao pangzi said with regret.

    "Come on," Claude gave him a white look. "I didn''t tell you earlier. I have to go to their house to refit this thing. It''s very troublesome and has no value for sale."

    After a pause, kraft squinted at Liao pangzi and asked, "are you short of money again, young master Liao? I can''t believe I''m winning this... I don''t think there''s any new game recently? Comic magazines were on sale only three days ago... What new treasures do you like? "

    Hearing Kraft''s inquiry, Liao pangzi, who was originally smiling, instantly changed his expression and complained to him with a sad and angry face: "it''s not my mother! Do a good cleaning. They found all my treasures! However, with my argument, my parents agreed that I would redeem all the treasures at the original price! "

    The collection in Liao pangzi''s mouth is actually a playboy of a well-known magazine. However, Liao pangzi''s eyes are very selective. If the cover girl is not appetizing, he will never collect it.

    But Uncle Liao and aunt Liao would let him redeem those magazines

    It''s really a black shop! Even my own children!

    "Deserved it!"

    Just after his 14th birthday, kraft, whose interest has not shifted to girls, still can''t understand Liao pangzi''s pursuit.

    A woman who can''t cook is not as useful as a hexagonal wrench!

    "Don''t you have any new inventions recently?"

    Liao pangzi held Kraft in tears.

    "It''s really not good. You can make some brain collapse artifacts and mechanism locks. I''ll take them to other middle schools to sell!"

    "No!"

    Kraft refused decisively. In order to raise funds, he was about to vomit when he made brain collapse artifact and mechanism lock. Now he is disgusted when he hears these two names.

    "Come on... I can''t live without my treasure!"

    Liao pangzi put his arms around Kraft''s waist and began to wail.

    "David, don''t worry. When you are dying, I can lend you my collection and renew your life for you. How about it? Enough friends? "

    An African American student with the same hobby as Liao pangzi joked with glee with their black machine gun speed.

    "Get out!"

    Liao pangzi gestured a middle finger at the bad friend, and then said solemnly, "you can''t appreciate those big ass black girls you collect!"

    "Hey! David! I forbid you to insult my goddess! "

    Then two old color critics with different skin colors had a debate on their own aesthetic standards.

    But soon, Liao pangzi was killed by the black brother''s sentence "what''s the use of saying so much, anyway, your treasures have been confiscated".

    At this time, he remembered his original purpose, put his arms around Kraft''s waist again and began to cry miserably.

    Kraft was really impatient with Liao pangzi and said to him, "there must be no brain collapse artifact and mechanism lock, but I have a new idea recently. We''ll start work when the equipment I ordered arrives in a few days. When it''s ready, put the video on the Internet to see the response."

    "It''s up to you, brother!"

    Liao pangzi slapped Kraft on the back. Kraft gave him a white eye and didn''t bother to pay attention to him.

    However, other students were excited at this time and came together to ask questions.

    "Kraft, have you made another invention?"

    "Can you tell me what kind of invention it is?"

    "Don''t be too expensive. The price of the toilet robot you invented last time is too high. I can''t afford it at all."

    "It wasn''t sold to us. Well, it was sold to the customers of skillful channel. It''s said that many people bought it."

    "It''s nice to have money..."

    "Yes, yes..."

    Vantas middle school where Kraft is located is not a famous school. Most of the students have average family conditions, and the rest are children of other ethnic groups such as Kraft and Liao pangzi. Because most of the school directors of this middle school are composed of Asians, many Asians in New York are willing to send their children to this school.

    Although the United States chants slogans like human rights equality all day, they are actually bullshit. Non whites will be treated differently in this country.

    When he escaped from the Majia gang with Martin Lee, kraft met the ugly faces of those people. Therefore, Martin Lee established feast homeless shelter to help the poor after making money. Kraft suggested not to accept whites, but Martin refused.

    It''s a pity that I haven''t been able to make those magic props yet, otherwise I must look good to those guys of the maggia Gang!

    Recalling the tragic experience of that year, kraft secretly gnashed his teeth at the Majia Gang, the culprit.