At this time, the game interface was already running. Ronan was gradually coming to a conclusion and was no longer bothered to argue with Zhang Yingying. He glanced at the wind speed and temperature data and made a gesture to move forward.
Black Fang and his pet, the mechanical dog "Nubi" carrying two base ammunition, chose the highest hill in the surrounding environment and began to climb.
Zhang Yingying curled her lips, folded her arms, and did not perform any operations at all. Her abnormal character "Feng Huang" cruised in the air, looking like she was in control.
Ronan understood what she meant. This was to give up tactical maneuverability and directly win a decisive battle. For the character "Black Fang", this was undoubtedly the situation in which he could best exert his combat power.
As a newbie, Ronan recognized this "preferential treatment". He controlled Black Fang and set up a weapons platform on the top of the hill, completely sacrificing his mobility to maximize his firepower.
When everything was ready, Ronan didn't say anything and just made a provocative gesture.
Zhang Yingying curled her lips, changed her gestures for the first time, and controlled the giant poisonous wasp-like "Fenghuang", soaring all the way, and in the blink of an eye she had crossed the center line of the battlefield.
At this time, the distance marked by the two sides is 987 meters.
900,800,700……
Black Fang's light electromagnetic gun began to roar, drawing a bright trajectory under the sky.
Zhang Yingying suddenly became excited and declared anxiously:
"I'm going to crush you!"
"..."
No matter how funny Zhang Yingying behaves, her game control skills are definitely far superior to Ronan's.
The huge body of "Fenghuang" surged forward, flying in and out of increasingly dense ballistic trajectories. When it broke through the 500-meter life-and-death line, it made several small-scale changes in succession, causing the hard-working barrage to fall apart.
"Nubi" was corroded by the venom, the ammunition exploded, and Black Fang was swept across the neck by the thin and transparent bee wings, directly KOing.
"Firstblood!"
Across the desk, Zhang Yingying waved her index finger at Ronan.
"Would you like to change roles?"
Ronan said nothing and chose the "Restart the Battle" option.
Zhang Yingying accepted the challenge with a smile. While waiting for the battlefield to be arranged, she felt something. When she raised her head, she saw Ronan's eyes passing through the light curtain and landing on her face. They had not moved for a long time.
He raised his chin slightly and winked at the other side: "How about it? It's pretty!"
As for whether it refers to appearance or operating skills, that's a matter of opinion.
Ronan didn't answer, his eyes looked away slightly, but not long after, he came back again.
Miss Zhang Yingying is naturally beautiful, so she is not afraid of people looking at her. What's more, there is a game ahead of her, so she has to wait until she has a good time.
In the closed room, light and shadow are intertwined and blurred, and time flies by in another form.
Once the "wilderness battle" started, it never stopped. Until a call came in, informing Zhang Yingying of the latest news.
"The trial is over... at what time? Tsk, we really worked all night long."
The counter at the bottom of the light screen simultaneously displays the number of games, game time and real time. It can be seen that it is already 4:50 in the morning on the 28th. Ronan and Zhang Yingying have already fought for more than 200 games, which took a long time.
Nearly 7 hours.
"It is indeed a time-killing masterpiece..."
Ronan took a few deep breaths. Not only was he not exhausted from playing the game for a long time, on the contrary, his brain was in a state of extreme excitement.
Now he must do something.
Ronan picked up the notebook, turned to a blank page, and started writing. In just ten seconds, the lines of the fluorescent pen had sketched out the general outline, still in the usual "sketch" style, without thinking about the details, just
Describe the character's body movements and a more typical background.
On the screen, a girl with a blurred face is holding her chin with one hand and making gestures with the other hand. She looks a little lazy at first, but the tension of her body tells everyone:
She is focused and interested.
She is playing a game, whether it's "Ten Days in the Wild" or drinking and punching, it's the same flavor.
She was more evaluating her opponent, maybe out of a strong desire to win, maybe out of some other purpose.
Ronan paused for a moment to make sure that this was the effect he wanted.
Starting from 10 o'clock last night, Ronan has been observing Zhang Yingying for 7 hours. Compared with his usual quick observation and quick start, this time is undoubtedly an atypical approach.
However, Ronan thinks it is worth it. For him, Zhang Yingying is definitely an object worth recording.
But there is something else that needs to be expressed.
Ronan's writing skills were hovering and he didn't start writing. It wasn't that he couldn't grasp it, but once he started writing, it was equivalent to expressing an attitude... He could wait and observe again.
He faced the sketch directly and fell into deep thought.
Zhang Yingying had already finished answering the phone, and turned off the game effects with some regret, and said to Ronan: "You can go home now. Even the Phantom needs to be kept as physical evidence... Oh, by the way, you want to go directly to school? Why don't you go home and take a nap?
Son?"
Ronan hummed and continued to ponder with his head down, the tip of his pen was about to fall.
With Zhang Yingying's curiosity, how could she resist this? She turned her head to look, then she was stunned, and instinctively reached out to touch Ronan's forehead:
"You want to pick me up?"
Ronan did not dodge or raise his head. Ren Zhang Yingying's warm palm was placed lightly on his forehead, and the strokes in his hand were drawn in more detail.
Today’s children are so precocious!
Seeing Ronan's cool look, Zhang Yingying almost wanted to cover his eyes with her hands. But half a second later, the subtle changes on the notebook absorbed all her attention.
The characteristics of the fluorescent pen are actually not easy to reflect the accumulation of shades of line shadows, but Ronan used appropriate white space to present the blurred and slightly rippled narrow details, like a flowing cloud ribbon, lingering around the girl's body.
That's it.
Even Zhang Yingying herself didn't notice it. When she was playing games and getting high, her body was full of energy, and some things took off their cover and appeared outside.
Perhaps ordinary people equipped with the most advanced scanning equipment may not be able to discover the mystery. The problem is that since Ronan was taken by the Burning Demonic Shadow, his soul left the body for a while, and the perception of his eyes, ears, nose and tongue has been integrated.
From a special spiritual level, you can always see some incredible things.
The room was extremely quiet, so quiet that the air seemed to freeze. Ronan kept his usual rhythm, paused and put away his pen, then connected the sensor pen tip, clipped it back to the pen bag, and then pressed the tablet that was no longer very sensitive.
Separate the metal ring frame and remove the draft.
After doing all this, Ronan took a subtle breath, raised his head, and handed over the draft with both hands: "Lawyer Zhang, I give you this painting to express my gratitude for today, um, for what happened yesterday."
"..."
Zhang Yingying did not respond immediately. She stared at the unclear sketch as if looking at a mirror. She subconsciously raised her hand, checked the mirror, and touched the corresponding position on herself.
The fingertips swept over, and there was nothing. Only the spiritual sense, which had been refined over time, received the corresponding feedback from itself.
"My 'White Rainbow', is this what it looks like?"
Zhang Yingying was stunned for ten seconds before she suddenly woke up, her eyes instantly fixed on Ronan's face: