Chapter 523 - Turtle (1)

"No. I just think there isn't enough time." Lord Top said.

Randy immediately asked, "What time?" He paused and asked seriously, "Are you sick?"

Ever since he found out that Carl had lung cancer, Randy was very sensitive to those words.

"No." Lord Top shook her head and explained in a low voice, "It's almost time for the national competition."

Randy sighed and said seriously, "The top three in the preliminaries can only go abroad for the competition. We were tenth last year. I don't intend to participate in the national competition this year."

The national competition was in October, and there was still half a year.

Unlike their competition with Korea, the national competition was a series of selections. It was a competition between strong teams. Last year, Randy had been a hot-blooded leader, but they failed in the preliminaries.

He also wanted to participate this year, but he didn't have strong teammates except for Wink and Urchin. He didn't dare to bring anyone else who couldn't perform well. Lord Top was excellent, but the team battle was not a one-person show stage. She had been working hard to integrate with the team during this period of time, but it could be seen that she must have practiced solo combat for at least a year, so she didn't have the experience of teamwork. After several months of training, she finally had the awareness of the team, but the cooperation compatibility still needed to be strengthened.

She had been practicing teamwork recently. Did she want to have the national competition?

"Randy, can we participate this year? We will definitely win." Lord Top said, her eyes shining.

"You can ask Wink and Urchin. And you need to pick two more people. You guys can team up and have a try. If there are two wins for three rounds, I will participate." Randy said after thinking for a moment.

"Alright!" Lord Top smiled, full of confidence.

"Don't be happy too early. If you lose two rounds, don't expect me to sign up." Randy also smiled.

"We won't." After Lord Top finished speaking, she ate a few mouthfuls of food and said to Randy, "Randy, set the time for the match and I'll turn on the video for you."

"No need. When the time comes..." Lord Top hung up the phone before Randy's words were finished.

Randy was speechless.

He called her again. Lord Top asked in a daze, "Is there anything else?"

" It's nothing." Randy suddenly approached the screen and stared into the eyes of Lord Top. "But you can't hang up on me even in a video call. I haven't finished yet."

"Oh, okay. Then tell me." Lord Top waited.

"No, next time. You can hang up now." Randy waved his hand.

Lord Top answered, "OK."

The next day, Randy was unable to go out, because Carl did not have much strength. He did not want to move and it seemed that his breathing was not very comfortable. He stayed in front of Carl's bed from day to night and served him to eat and drink.

For so many years, this was the first time he had taken care of him so much.

Carl felt some pain in his stomach after having the medicine. However, he pretended as if nothing had happened. Randy stayed by the bedside all day and only learned about it from his assistant. For a moment, he did not know whether to feel distressed or complain.

Fortunately, when it was nighttime, Carl finally regained some spirit, so Randy didn't ask him to see doctors.

After they finished dinner, Carl proposed to go down for a walk. He had never visited the night market. Randy thought about it and agreed. They had been in the hotel for the whole day, so he decided to stroll around.

The two changed their clothes and went downstairs with their assistant.

Along the sea, there were seafood markets and restaurants. The goods sold in the market were all ornaments made from shells. Under the bright white light, these ornaments were dazzling and eye-catching.

"That little turtle is pretty good," Carl said.

"What's so good about the turtle? It's so old." Randy asked.

"Are you implying something?" Carl answered in a meaningful tone.

Randy, "Let's buy it!"

The assistant quickly paid.

In the end, they bought one shell turtle, one big conch, one small conch, one shell necklace, two shell bracelets, two roasted sausages, one grilled pork trotter, one grilled corn, one octopus pill, one fried rice cake, a big coconut, two swimming trunks, and two jeans cowboy hats...

Carl was curious about everything. He wanted to buy everything he saw, so as he walked, his assistant's hands were full of things. At the same time, there was a DV image on his head.

Carl said it was a must for traveling.

But there had never been a photo taken. It was a record of his and Randy's daily travel. Even if they were in the hotel, the DV was still on.

"Randy! What is that?" Carl stared at a painter who was painting on the side of the road in surprise.

Randy glanced, "He would draw a portrait of you if you pay." Then, he looked at Carl and asked, "Do you want to have a try?"

Carl probably didn't understand the true meaning of his words and nodded.

When Randy was about to turn around and ask his assistant to pay, he saw Carl take the pen from the painter.

Randy was surprised.

The painter was also in confusion.

"What are you doing?" Randy asked.

"Sit there," Carl said, pointing to the stool opposite him.

"Do you want to paint me?" Randy pointed to himself.

He vaguely remembered that Carl could draw, and the house was also full of his paintings, but later Randy was not on good terms with the family.. After moving out, he gradually forgot that his grandfather knew how to paint.