Chapter 147： (1/2)

"It's half past ten, son, you should go to bed." Yin Baiquan urged.

The young man who was watching his homework on the desk heard the words, and he happily responded, then turned off the lamp, climbed onto the bed and fell asleep with the quilt.

At twelve o'clock, out of a certain emotion that he couldn't tell, Yin Baiquan frowned, and gently twisted his son's room.

The small room did not turn on the lights, and the curtains were tightly drawn, and there was no light, but he could still vaguely see the white face of the teenager on the bed, half buried in the pillow, soft hair Open, it seems to sleep soundly. Listen carefully, there is a little breathing.

All this seems to be nothing unusual.

The child did not secretly play on the computer or cell phone, and fell asleep early.

Yin Baiquan stretched his eyebrows and reclosed the door contentedly. He didn't know. Just as he turned and left, the boy on the bed instantly opened those dark night eyes and stared at the closed door. The boy breathed a sigh of relief and opened his own. The quilt jumped up from the bed.

He walked to the window and opened the curtain.

Outside the window, everything was quiet, and the night was blurry. Only a few jewel-like stars shone in the sky. The most conspicuous was the huge floating city under the cover of the night.

It floats in the clouds, looking down on the residents on the ground, as if the gods are staring at the ants on the ground. It seems that no matter how bright the lights are on the surface, building towering buildings can not touch a point of it. It is still high above and cannot be shaken.

When many people were born, this floating city existed. It was extremely mysterious. No one knew how many epochs existed. No one, including the original owner, knows what the floating city is like, except for the lucky few who are selected to visit each year.

But Yin Minglu looked at the city, but felt that it would eat people.

[Ding~ The suburbs of 7.8 kilometers and the mountainous areas of 14.8 kilometers from here have received extremely strong distress signals. Please evolve N to help! Don't stop, go to the rescue! 】

The familiar alarm bell rang, and Yin Minglu shuddered. Before he could even change his pajamas, he immediately opened the window and jumped out.

Because of the long distance, this trip took a long time. When he returned to the room tiredly, it was already five o'clock in the morning, and his overdraft made him hug the quilt and almost fell asleep.

At 6:30 in the morning, Yin Baiquan knocked on the door to wake up his son. After knocking on the door several times, his son still had to stay in bed.

He had to unscrew the door by himself. As soon as he entered, he saw his son's distressed eyes on the bed. Yin Baiquan was shocked immediately and almost blurted out: Why are there so many dark circles under the eyes, what did you do last night? ? ?

Didn’t you go to bed early! And he quietly took away the other party's cell phone after visiting the house, why can he still see his son's dark circles under his eyes! Yin Baiquan couldn't help but doubt life.

But looking at his son's little face that seemed to have stayed up all night, even the lustre was dim, he couldn't bear to wake him up, so he had to indulge him and sleep for half an hour.

So I was late when I went out.

Day and night change. Clouds are like scales in the sky, and the sun hides behind, but the city remains unchanged, still suspended in the air, looking down on the busyness of the people on the ground.

Seeing his son opening the car door from the passenger cabin and hurriedly running to the school gate, Yin Baiquan spit on him, feeling deeply sorry for Teacher Wang's expectation, and became an accomplice of indulging his son to sleep too late.

The bell rang.

The automatic door at the school gate was slowly closing, frightening a group of late students rushing.

It's a pity that their legs were still slow, and the automatic door closed cruelly, stopping them mercilessly. And today, somehow, there were a few more disciplinary committee members in uniforms at the school gate. They were wearing glasses and looking serious and upright. One by one, they called out the late students to take out their student IDs, register their information, and said they would deduct a certain amount. The usual hours. This is a new regulation of the school.