"Um, which one?" Ronan turned around and saw a number he had never seen before, which was surprising.
When I subconsciously wanted to connect, I suddenly felt something was wrong and switched to the settings interface. Sure enough, he had set the "restricted communication" mode. In this mode, except for the people who have been added to the contact list, no one else can communicate with him.
Instant messaging, you can only leave messages.
The reason why it is set up like this is because of He Yueyin's suggestion. It is said that it can avoid interference to the maximum extent and concentrate on practice.
So the question is: How did this number come in?
Ronan was also curious about who was talking to him, and when he was about to connect, the other party's communication request was cut off. He waited for a moment, but there was no follow-up. When he called back, the system displayed "The other party's contact is restricted, please leave a message."
…
Okay, what's going on with this kind of low-level fault? It's been more than ten days, and the debugging of Lingbo Network is not over yet?
Ronan shook his head, put this matter aside for the time being, and shifted his focus back to the Shenyu Gym.
To understand the grievances in the Xiacheng warrior circle, of course you have to find people in the circle, but Ronan screened all the people he knew in the association and only remembered "Juju". Or "He knows others, but others may not know him."
"Case.
Then we can only find someone who is relatively close... It seems that only Bakuyan is more suitable. He is from the military, but as one of the top ten strong men in Xia City in terms of physical strength, he also has a lively temperament, and should be well connected with the martial arts circle.
Let’s have a common language.
Ronan organized the words in his mind and sent a communication request to Baoyan. Who would have thought that the system would still have the same cold tone:
"Contact with the other party is restricted, please leave a message."
Ronan could conclude that there was indeed a problem with Lingbo Network. He couldn't help but scratch his head. He was used to the convenience of Lingbo Network. Association members rarely recorded bracelet communication signals, and he was no exception. All of them were disconnected now.
Contacted.
Had to wait.
At this time, several "second generations" were still hurting each other. Yao Feng poured out a lot of bitterness, but Xie Junping was not interested and only asked what he cared about: "Hey, that's a freak, you put it away
Here, could it be that the 'Haitian Yundu' was dismantled and the price was lowered from other shareholders..."
"Hey, hey, you can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing!"
Yao Feng's face turned blue, wishing he could cover Xie Junping's mouth. Unfortunately, he couldn't cover it, so he had to grit his teeth and explain: "He is a customer and a distant relative of my mother's side. He likes to collect abnormal mutants most. He is willing to spend a lot of money. As soon as possible,
So I ordered one. I finally got it for him, but he was so excited when he was watching an underground boxing match that he died. It was a good A product, but it was not suitable to put it back into the sea without a next home, so I had to send it first.
Existing here, because of this thing, I’ve had a headache for the past few days.”
"You're lying!" Xie Junping didn't fall for it, "In your Yao family, cooking pots are hard to find, and fish ponds are all over the floor. There is no need to put them here to ruin the hard-earned ones to build.
Simulated ecosystem? This is all business... Hey, Yao Si, are you sure you don’t have any ways to make money to share?"
As he spoke, Xie Junping put his arms around Yao Feng's shoulders with a playful smile, and secretly winked at Ronan.
Since Yao Feng came to the door on his own initiative, there was absolutely no reason to let him go. This time Xie Junping wanted to keep a close eye on the scheduled "middleman" and establish a line with Tang Yi through him. Hu Huaying was playing the drums on the side, and the two cooperated.
There must be a very tacit understanding.
Ronan could only watch. After staying for a long time, he found it quite boring to listen to all the twists and turns. At this time, Xue Lei was still on the phone with the gymnasium, and kept circling with his feet. The appointment was not going well.
After standing silently for a moment, Ronan's eyes turned to the simulated marine ecology behind him that had just experienced an impact. After the monster fish wreaked havoc on this side, it escaped deep into the crystal pillar and had long since disappeared.
However, wherever it passed, even if a considerable period of time had passed, its lingering power still remained. Once many schools of fish swimming close to this area, they were frightened by invisible pressure and fled one after another.
The brilliant purple and red colors bloom in the deep blue light, giving it another kind of wonderful beauty.
Ronan quietly stared at these chaotic schools of fish, his eyes moving, and he did not start the practice of eye aperture, but only had some rough experiences.
During this process, his feet also moved slowly with the school of fish. When he came to his senses, he was already some distance away from Xie Junping and others. He didn't care. Anyway, it was not his turn to appear when communicating with Yao Feng.
, and as long as he wants to, the entire party area is within his observation range and will not be lost.
He tried the Lingbo network communication again, but it was still not restored. He stopped thinking about it and walked along the viewing platform, stopping and walking, observing the fish with his eyes, and his mental sensors were also going in and out.
The two fields and the two models are not the same, but they show a wonderful correspondence because of the overlap of information sources.
Ronan walked halfway, and while the information on the spiritual and material levels interacted and corresponded, they naturally caused interference with each other. The extent was extremely small, probably more than the transfer of soul power from the format barrier.
It is a thousand times weaker, but the impact on the eyes is still real.
It is even more rare to be able to do it continuously, and it has some wonderful benefits of "moisturizing things silently". The recovery speed of the "water level" in the eye aperture has also been slowly improved.
Ronan savored the subtleties inside and was in a daze: This is a good thing... right?
He stopped, always feeling a little uneasy
At this moment, Ronan suddenly felt something in his heart. Although the thoughts in his mind were still messy, his body moved according to the emotion. He made a slight deflection, just a hair's breadth away, and was perfectly missed by the petite figure running behind him with his head lowered.
However, the paginated notebook that was sandwiched between the elbows with a protruding section was still caught by something and fell to the ground. The pages were spread out, revealing the lines scribbled on it, and only the outline was roughly visible.
"Ah, I'm sorry."
The girl who almost caused a "rear-end" accident apologized, held back her mid-length hair, and leaned over to pick up the notebook that had fallen to the ground.
As soon as his fingertips touched the notebook page, the man suddenly realized something and raised his head in surprise: "Xuedi Luo?"
Ronan groaned and responded: "Sister Tian. What a coincidence."
The person who crossed paths with Ronan was Tian Si. She picked up the paged notes with a smile and handed them back to Ronan: "It's no coincidence that you can always see it as long as you attend this party... Are you pretending to be a doctor?"
Tian Si turned her head slightly and looked up and down Ronan's outfit, which made the tablet clip on her shoulder sway slightly. Ronan took one look and smiled: "Senior sister is pretending to be a painter."
When he was learning sketching, he also took a basic professional art class for a period of time, and was no stranger to the attire of professionals.
Tian Si was also lucky. She was still dressed as she was on campus, with only one more picture folder. However, the quiet and gentle temperament she showed, matched with the object, suddenly sublimated. She was said to be a female artist who went out to collect works.
, no one can say "no".
However, what I just hung on my notebook is probably this picture folder.
Tian Si replied with a smile: "I have been in the design institute. Although I have focused on industrial design now, I also had some artistic pursuits in the early years. How is it? Is it okay?"
"It matches well." Ronan said sincerely, but did not mean to expand the topic. He was feeling uneasy now, so he said a few words politely and wanted to leave.
Tian Si pursed his lips and smiled, as if he was having a long conversation: "Junior Luo's dress is a bit strange."
Ronan reluctantly refused to answer and asked honestly: "Where is the blame?"
"I just think that Junior Luo shouldn't be a doctor. It's just a feeling."
Tian Si's fingers playfully drew two circles outside her temples, and then pointed at the paged notebook that had just been put into Ronan's arms: "There is also this prop, which is a bit abrupt."
Ronan simply replied: "I carry it with me, I'm used to it."
Ronan was really surprised when he said some useless words. The friendship between the two was only casual, so even if Tian Si wanted to find someone to chat with, he shouldn't have chosen him.
As soon as he thought of this, Ronan felt something in his heart. After a moment of concentration, he "saw" a young man in his early twenties, who was dressed basically similar to his. He was a "doctor" with a tall and tall figure and a handsome appearance.
, but the gaze directed here is quite unkind.
From Tian Si's perspective, she should have seen this person, but she just pretended not to know and chatted with Ronan with a smile.
Seeing the "young doctor's" facial expressions and movements, Ronan had almost guessed it and shook his head inwardly. When Tian Si came closer, could he still expect him to attract firepower?
No one who can attend the five-school fraternity party is a fuel-efficient lamp. He is young and not tall, so he can only serve as a shield.
Just as he was thinking about how to figure it out, he heard Tian Siqing praise: "I just took a closer look and saw that Junior Luo's line skills are very solid. In three years, if he can go to the Design Branch and inherit his family's knowledge, it will definitely be a good story."
Homeschooling?
Ronan's heart trembled, and his original thoughts disappeared instantly, leaving only more chaotic emotions. He didn't know how to respond for a moment. Tian Size clasped his hands together and made an apology gesture:
"I'm sorry, Junior Luo. It was very strange last time in Shuanghe Realm. A group of young people from the Mo family, only your last name was different, asked Mo Qiu a lot of questions. Later, I heard Tian Qi talk about it, in their club
There were some rumors circulating about you, junior fellow student, and I was curious for a while, so after checking the information, I found out that you are the child of Senior Zhongheng and Sister Qingwen."
"..."
Yes, Ronan's parents did both study in the school's design institute. Tian Si's "family education" statement is absolutely correct.
Tian Si took a step forward and became more intimate: "Actually, I have been looking for an opportunity to thank you for your support these days."
Ronan was confused: "What?"
"Some time ago, I was choosing topics for my graduation project, and I also wanted to apply for Professor Pan Wenpan's graduate program, but I was rejected for several topics in a row."
Tian Si focused his eyes on Ronan's face and said softly: "I really have no choice but what happened to you, my junior, gave me inspiration. I re-did the research project based on Sister Qingwen's 'coupled design' theory back then.
Just passed.
"Sister Qingwen was Professor Pan's student. Professor Pan's eyes turned red when he saw the topic I chose... I know it was a coincidence, thanks to Sister Qingwen."