Craft had not entered the lab the next week, and his dream was not sure whether he was cooling his skills or wanted him to take a break. After stuffing the engineering contents all over him, he fell silent.

The week passed quickly, and the weekend was coming in a blink of an eye.

"Brother! Hurry!"

Alice finished preparing early, urging Craft at the dining table, who was still eating breakfast slowly.

"What's the hurry? Isn't it still early?"

After stuffing the last dumpling into his mouth, Craft began to organize the tableware slowly.

"I checked it online. Before the music festival begins, there are still many interesting activities! Some netizens even said that those are the main body of the music festival!"

Alice, who was extremely anxious, quickly packed up the dining table, then raised her feet and pushed Craft's thighs with her soles.

"Brother, go and change your clothes quickly! I'll leave it here to me!"

“Okay…”

In fact, CRAST is not very interested in music itself. He simply because he can cheer and vent with a group of people there. It is a good way to relieve stress. He goes there occasionally, which means he cheers and then leaves. Therefore, he is not very clear about the specific process of the music festival. Fatty Liao likes to attend early.

After returning to the room to change his clothes, Craft thought about it, carried a backpack and put a few "self-defense equipment" in it. After all, a green monster like Hulk has appeared. Who knows when will a red or yellow jump out again, just in case it is always good.

At this time, Alice had already finished packing up and began to urge again: "Brother! Hurry up!"

"Here's here!"

Craft walked down the stairs with his backpack on his backpack, took out his cell phone and began to contact Fatty Liao.

"David, we're out, where are you now?"

"What? Why did you come so early this time?"

Fatty Liao, who knew CRASKET's habits, was heading to the music festival at this time. He knew that CRASKET would not go so early, so he didn't wait for him.

"Because Alice is very interested in the festival..."

Craft's tone was full of helplessness.

Fatty Liao was even more upset: "Damn it! I actually ignored the existence of Sister Alice!"

Well, since I got a little familiar with Alice last weekend, this fat man began to call Alice as his sister with a shy face.

"I'm already on the way," Fatty Liao replied in an equally helpless tone: "You guys go there directly, we will gather at the entrance of the venue."

“OK.”

Craft looked at the weather and flipped out two solar skateboards from his prop box.

Anyway, the distance is not far, so why not just walk on the skateboard, just control the speed and don't overdo it.

The mass-produced version of solar skateboards has long been sold by Craft's Dream Toys Company, and it has been really popular for a while. Based on this, it has developed derivative products such as solar balance bikes and solar wheelchairs of various shapes.

However, this kind of automatic skateboard is not favored by those who are professional skateboarding. Instead, many people are resisting this kind of automatic skateboarding. Therefore, most of the user groups of CRATT are those who are not good at skateboarding.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Craft. He is not a skateboarder anyway, and he has made money.

"Let's go."

She handed Alice a piece of the skateboard in her hand, but she was a little overwhelmed: "I, I can't skateboard..."

"You don't need to slide this thing..." Craft rolled his eyes, "Using the balance system in your body, controlling this skateboard is not a problem."

Although it is not clear why you fall flat if you have a balance system...

Craft silently added a sentence in his heart.

"oh……"

Alice took the skateboard in a daze, then stepped on it carefully...

"Ah hahaha...Brother! This skateboard is so interesting!"

Alice stepped on the skateboard, spread her hands and felt the strong wind coming to her face, and shouted excitedly to Craft.

"Yes... can you not be so embarrassed? This is our own product, so don't be like a country man who has never seen the world!"

Craft, who covered his forehead, was very tired.

The two of them rode on skateboards and quickly arrived at the entrance of the venue for the music festival. Along the way, Craft also saw many people walking on solar skateboards or other similar products like them shuttled through the streets.

To be honest, Craft was a little proud.

"Craft! Here!"

Fatty Liao, who arrived first, saw the figures of the two, shouted and ran over.

"Damn it! I would have come on the skateboard with you if I had known it!"

Craft naturally prepared one for his friend Fatty Liao, who is a good thing. However, with his figure, he rarely plays skateboards, so it is hard to think of using skateboards to transport. The skateboard that Craft gave him was used once when he went back that day, and then he kept throwing it at home and piled up ashes.

"Let's go, I'll see what activities are before the festival starts."

Holding the skateboard under his armpit, Craft took the ticket from Fatty Liao and walked into the venue with his foot.

The early activities of the music festival are really lively, including acrobatics, game competitions, model catwalks, etc.

Craft knew why Fatty Liao liked to come early.

Thinking of this, Craft turned his head.

Sure enough, at this time, Fatty Liao had already taken out his beloved handheld camera and started shooting.

The early activities lasted for nearly two hours, and the camera memory card in Fatty Liao's hand was almost full. And if Craft hadn't modified his camera and installed a solar battery life function, the battery would have been exhausted at this time.

"What a great harvest."

Fatty Liao licked his lips that had begun to crack and peel, and put away the camera. He just did not drink a sip of water for the sake of shooting. His condition was no different from that when Craft entered the laboratory.

Craft glanced at him with contempt and admiration, and then handed over the mineral water bottle in his hand.

As the opening event ended, a group of hawkers emerged from somewhere and began to be active everywhere, selling various foods and drinks.

After slaughtering a fierce knife on the audience and asking them to replenish their nutrition and moisture, the festival finally officially began.

The opening show was a rock song. Although Craft, a band member dressed as monsters on the stage, did not recognize any of them, judging from the reactions of the audience, it should be a relatively famous band. Anyway, Craft just joined in the fun and howled the whole song together.

Exciting and refreshing.

Then he yelled a few more songs, and it was not until Craft felt a little exhausted that he stopped the meaningless howling of ghosts and wolves.

Usually at this time, Craft just retreated directly, but when he saw Alice still calling the singer on the stage in an enthusiastic manner, he was not disappointed, but just stayed quietly and listened to the song, and took out some snacks from his bag from time to time and stuffed them into his mouth.

Then I stayed until the night. When the day became darker and colorful lights lit up around me, the atmosphere at the scene not only did not decrease due to the fatigue of everyone, but became even more popular.

"My previous tickets were really a waste..."

Looking at the scene that was more lively than during the day, Craft smacked his lips and muttered to himself.

The hot atmosphere continued to rise. During this period, except for Alice who was too excited and threw her arm off and scared the young lady next to her to death, she did not make any trouble. The young lady was also excused by Craft using "This is a very expensive high-level prosthesis."

Just as time was approaching ten o'clock and Craft and Alice started yawning, the three of them were ready to leave.

However, at this moment, a burst of rapid gunfire came from the building in the distance.
Chapter completed!