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Chapter 835 Classmate, who are you?

19_19000The scorching sun is rising high and the strong wind is not stopping.

In the gorge with huge rocks like forests, the battle of life and death has already begun.

At this time, nearly three hours (game time) have passed since the beginning of the script. After experiencing some plot conflicts, the eight members of the Order Team and the Corpse Knife Team have become separated in the stone gorge, forming a

This resulted in a situation where each one was fighting on his own.

"Ah...how big is this script map..." After Zui Wo Ran walked alone for a long time, he gradually became tired and couldn't help but said to himself, "If everyone is in this maze with no rules,

And if they got separated in the infinitely extending stone gorge, wouldn't it mean that this game is going to be a draw..."

"Huh... I don't think so." At this moment, a whisper suddenly came into Zui Wo's ears.

"Huh?" The moment he heard the voice, Zui Wo sadly raised his head, accurately found and looked at the speaker's location, "What a surprise..."

The word "accident" has two meanings... First, he was surprised that the other party could quietly approach him to this point without being discovered; second, he was surprised that the other party did not take advantage of being in the dark to launch an attack.

Surprise attack.

"Accident?" Feikou Weiwang squatted on the top of a rugged rock, looking down at the drunken man lying in the gorge below and said sadly, "Listening to your tone, do you think..." He paused for half a second, "...

People like me, when the enemy is clear and we are hidden, should attack you without saying a word, instead of saying hello to you calmly."

"Haha..." Zui Wo smiled sadly. He raised his hand and rubbed his instant noodles, "I don't quite understand what you mean by 'people like me'..." Even so, he

There was irony in his expression, "But generally speaking... a sneak attack is the normal choice, isn't it?" He spread his hands, "If it were me, I would strike first and then say hello."

"Stop pretending." Hearing this, Fei Guowei Wang was very angry, but under the influence of the drug, his expression and tone did not appear very intense, "Because I am a 'Corpse Knife' person.

, you just take it for granted that I am nothing special... right?"

"Ha...I didn't say that, I just..." Zui Wo wanted to deny it sadly.

But non-verbal intervention interrupted him: "Okay, you don't have to say it clearly. That would damage your humble image as a 'star player,' wouldn't it?" He also tried his best to make his words sound sarcastic.

Meaning, unfortunately it is still in a straightforward state.

"Image..." Zui Wo smiled sadly and shook his head, "Do you think I am someone who cares about that kind of thing?"

"Hmph...this is what I hate the most about people like you..." He snorted coldly, "You have things that others don't have, but you act like you don't care; everything you say and do

There is a disgusting sense of superiority... between them."

"Is it my fault?" Zuiwo said sadly, shrugging his shoulders.

"You can just keep pretending..." Fei Guoweiwang said, with a strange-shaped sharp blade in his hand, "I want to see... when you are struggling in despair, can you still calmly show off?"

That face."

…………

At the same time, another place in Shixia.

"What's wrong? Jarhead." Final Strike looked at the bruised sashimi and said coldly, "Where is the previous confidence? Didn't you say that there is no problem with one against two?"

"Ha... it's all in vain to ask." Doomsday Attack continued with a smile on his face, "He may not be able to hear what we are saying now."

"Don't worry, you two." Sashimi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up from the ground, "Although my hearing has been ruined by you, I can still read lips." He smiled bitterly, "Ha... this counts. The real-life skills are used in the game, right?”

"Oh?" Finally Qiangqiang continued, "I really can't tell... you are quite versatile."

This sentence "can't tell" does have some basis...

Compared with most other first-line star players, Sashimi's round face, pot-top shape, and calm personality like swallowing water...are definitely "invisible" level. It can also be seen from his simple and casual ID. ...His character is just like this - unassuming and unpretentious. But these days, people like him who follow a simple and low-key route...are easily ignored and despised by others.

"Excellent." Sashimi continued, "Actually, there is nothing to be proud of..." He said with empty eyes, "From elementary school to university, in order to get closer to girls... I participated in dozens of interest groups, so I Unknowingly, I learned a lot of life skills, sports, musical instruments, etc..." When he said this, his expression changed slightly, "Well... But no matter where I go, I am ignored by everyone like an invisible person... ...let alone a girl, even the boys in the department and the instructor have not noticed me, even if I have made amazing progress in a short period of time..."

"Uh... that..." Doomsday Raid found that Sashimi was getting further and further away, and wanted to interrupt the latter, but...

"Later I discovered that... no matter whether I was late, left early, absent from work, or even quit the club... it would not be noticed at all, as if I was not in this club at all..." Sashimi continued to talk more and more enthusiastically, " After I entered junior high school, I would change clubs seven or eight times a year. I could come and leave whenever I wanted... I didn’t need to write an application to join or quit the club, because it didn’t matter whether I applied or not; I didn’t need to go to training camps or anything like that, because the manager My instructor and my instructor would never remember to book tickets or hotels for me; even if I went out to compete with the team, I would always sit on the bench..."

"Hey, hey... what's going on with this sense of déjà vu like this wonderful story of the world..." Qiangqi finally thought when he heard this. Although he also felt that the other party was going a bit far, but for some reason... he was a little... Want to hear it all.

"I still remember my freshman year of high school, when my school basketball team entered the national competition..." Sashimi looked at the sky and thought thoughtfully, "I thought that in the fierce national competition, out of Considering physical strength, the team's rotation will increase, and I finally have the opportunity to contribute to my teammates... So, before the start of the competition, I skipped school for two weeks and completed a special shooting training of 20,000 goals. Finally mastered the secret -..."

"Is it okay to skip school for two weeks..." I finally said forcefully, "Didn't your teachers and classmates notice that you didn't go to school..."

"I won't talk about the 20,000-ball special training..." Doomsday Raid continued with a twitching corner of his mouth, "But why do you get so crazy when practicing shooting... Also, do people like you really do that? Is it necessary to practice sdire...and what is that strange suffix 'judgment'..."

Sashimi ignored their complaints and continued seriously: "This secret... is my unique move. Its effect is to guide the referee's sight on the court and infinitely magnify the smallest movements of the enemy players; in the rules

Within the allowed range, we will allow the referees to make decisions that are favorable to us to the greatest extent possible.”

"Hey! Isn't this invincible!" The shock value of the final attack was up, "You have this kind of skills and you can still play Mao game! Let's go play basketball! The Chinese team will dominate the world just around the corner!"

"However, in the first game of the national competition, I still sat on the bench." Sashimi said, "I think... that's because the first opponent was not particularly strong. Anyway, our team won in the end.

"Yes." He paused, "But... in the second game, we met the undefeated legend that has dominated high school basketball for thirty years - King Eel Industries."

"Are you sure it's industry and not agriculture..." Doomsday Strike thought.

Sashimi added: "I still remember that in last year's national competition, our province's ever-victorious team, the King-Kids Affiliated Squadron... lost to King Eel with a huge disadvantage of 30 points."

"Don't you dare to name your team a little more seriously..." The final attack was already starting to hurt.

"Faced with King Eel's full-court pressing defense in the second half, our team's main players were exhausted, and even several regular substitutes showed signs of fatigue." Sashimi continued, "I thought...

...My chance to play is finally coming, but..." he said with a sad expression, "the coach still ignores my existence..."

At this point, Sashimi looked up to the sky and sighed: "Alas... in the end, we lost that game." He looked sad, "On the return bus, I happened to be sitting next to the coach. After a few hesitations, I mustered up

I had the courage to ask him... 'Coach, why... didn't you let me play until the end?'" He shook his head, "Then the coach turned his head and looked at me and said something I will never forget in my life..." He

He paused for two seconds and repeated, "'Classmate, who are you?'"

Silence has fallen...

After a full minute of silence, the final strike lowered his voice and quietly said to Doomsday Strike beside him: "Remember to remind me... don't take the initiative to chat with the other party during the battle in the future."

"Hmm...I think so too." Doomsday Strike continued.

…………

On the other hand, at the edge of the stone gorge, there is a cliff.

"The scenery here is really good, Hier~" Meng Jingchan was lying on the edge of the cliff, drinking alcohol while leisurely admiring the orange sky in front of him and the vast misty scenery at his feet, "It's a pity... someone wants to come.

It ruins the scenery.”

Before he finished speaking, a figure appeared behind him.

"If you just want to see the scenery, you should be a spectator." Xian Yeweiwang replied to Meng Jingchan five meters behind him.

Even though Brother Chan was lying on the ground at this time, Xian Yeweiwang did not dare to be careless at all. He still maintained a certain safe distance and stared at his opponent vigilantly.

"But..." Meng Jingchan responded without looking back, "Onlookers can't lie down and drink as comfortably as I can."

"If you say so..." Xian Yewei Wang continued, "it seems reasonable."

"Want to come over and drink together?" Meng Jingchan asked in the next second. His tone was so relaxed and natural, not like he was joking at all.

"No, I'm here to fight." Xian Yewei Wang said, "I'm not here to see the scenery or drink."

"That's it..." Meng Jingchan thought, "Then there's nothing we can do..."

After that, he threw away the bottomed wine bottle and stood up unsteadily. r1152

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