I can accurately read Fangran's inner cry from his expression at this moment. Looking at him being strangled from behind by the magician,
The eldest young master came close to him with a helpless expression, put his arm on his shoulder, and shook his head with emotion as if he was worried about him:
"Brother Fangran, even if you take a step back, you are now an elite participant in the new generation of our night game, a talented new star who has won the national war,"
Why take ten thousand steps back...
"No matter where you are, you can pursue the status of a few rich families. There is no need to let yourself live such an ascetic life..."
You should be more abstinent for me...
Listening to the fact that this prodigal who spends most of the year wandering around and is always surrounded by all kinds of beauties on her social media accounts speaks in such a tone as to persuade her prodigal son to turn back,
Fangran, who had given up struggling and grabbed Fang Shu's arm like a backhand horizontal bar, stared at him expressionlessly and complained silently.
"Do you need me to introduce you to some beauties, brother Fangran?"
Facing his unmoved expression, the eldest young master smiled frivolously in the tone of "we are all men":
"By the way, what do you think of the tickets I gave you last time?"
"(°Д°?) You still have the nerve to mention it!"
During the period of recuperation before leaving for Midnight, although I had been staying at Beijing University, Fangran would still contact everyone in the group chat if nothing happened.
Then one time, the eldest young master gave him an indescribable ticket, which happened to be seen by Xia Yao, Ming Ling and the others.
Almost immediate social death.
"Don't change the subject! Xiao Fang, tell me honestly, what did you do last Christmas? Did you secretly go to Fenghuaxueyue!?"
Increasing the strength of his arms, Fang Shu asked with gritted teeth. When he heard what he said, Fang Ran, who knew that he had been drinking and drinking with the eldest young master for the past two months, immediately shouted:
"Brother Fang Shu, you still have the nerve to criticize me. You know that you have been having sex all day long during this period!"
Then I realized that I couldn't get out of trouble by myself, so I started screaming for help!
"Emma! Emma, where are you? Come and take care of these two guys!"
"Emma was dragged by Hua Ling to go shopping today, and the clone is not in the restaurant either. Give up, brother Fangran."
"Ahhh!"
As soon as they met, they became lively. Looking at the black-haired young man being 'welcomed' by the alchemist and the eldest young master,
In the end, it was the magician who rescued Fangran while laughing helplessly.
"Speaking of which, Fangran, are you going to North America today?"
"Ah, I went to Los Angeles for a short-term exchange internship arranged by the school. I suddenly learned about it after taking the exam yesterday."
Hearing the magician's warm voice asking him about what he had asked in the group chat last night, Fangran sighed helplessly and answered.
"Oh, internship, Xiao Fang, are you going there to experience unattended life and exciting bad places in the name of internship?"
"Yeah, it's true that women in foreign nightclubs are very open-minded. I don't know if Fangran, brother, you can resist temptation after going there."
Why is it premised on me going to that kind of place...
I was speechless whether the brain circuits of these two guys were only about debauchery or debauchery, or it was the magician's words that made Fangran feel the reliability from his seniors.
"The night fighting environment in North America is very different from ours. If you come into contact with it, Fangran, please remember to pay more attention."
"Well, I understand."
"Don't worry, with young man Fangran's strength, there should be no problem."
At the same time as he nodded in agreement, he heard the uncle still lazily agreeing, and knew that this man who obviously had a job as a people's teacher had also joined the eldest young master and the alchemist.
Fangran moved her eyes to look at the shame in his heart.
Uncle, do you really not have to go to teach Qing Ning at this time...
I saw her asking in the group yesterday where you were skipping school again...
Then at this moment of speechless thought, Fangran's eyes froze and he looked at the uncle who was slumped on the sofa.
Suddenly it feels a little familiar.
"Uncle...Have I seen you somewhere recently..."
Feeling that the figure in front of him seemed inexplicably familiar, he murmured instinctively. Fangran asked this question in a daze, and then received a lazy answer from the uncle without even raising his hand:
"What are you saying all of a sudden? After saying hello, just walk away quickly. Don't disturb the old man to recharge for the night."
After being speechless for a second, the word "recharge one's energy" is really appropriate. Fangran stood up and signaled, turned around and left, and looked at his walking back,
Qingzhi... no, the uncle wiped the sweat quietly in his heart.
Huh, I almost got recognized by this guy...
...
Little did he know that Ge You, one of the figures who had been tidying up for a month in the midnight illusion, had just collapsed in front of him and left the second floor of the dining area where the participants were.
Fangran took the elevator and arrived at the underground training ground floor.
There is a 400-meter track and a large underground C-level training ground on the outside. It instantly brings back memories of every day of training during the summer vacation.
Heat, sweat, no energy, out of breath, throat on fire, exhausted every day,
But it’s so fulfilling that it makes people miss it.
Walking into this familiar place, in the huge space with pure white technology, the first thing Fangran saw was,
It's the boy running on the track.
He had short hair, no glasses, and still had a thin body. He was running hard on the plastic track, sweating profusely.
The swaying figure didn't even notice that he was coming. He probably had no consciousness other than running down.
Having experienced this at a distance of even one thousand meters, Fangran knew it all too well. From such a long distance, he even felt like he could hear Jota's violent breathing.
My body was weaker than my own at the time, and I might not be able to run anymore if I was disturbed in this state, so I didn't step forward to disturb him.
Fangran just kept watching quietly,
Watching this once autistic and timid boy keep running on the track...
After watching him for a long time, watching him run around and around, he finally turned his attention and turned his attention to the existence he saw at the second glance.
A 'large hamster spirit' had brushed against his leg at some point.
"Um...Sister Chengzi, what are you doing..."
"I'm playing a game."
Fang Ran: "..."
Wearing a small cloak that seems to have remained unchanged for thousands of years, today she is still dressed in shirts, shorts, and big white legs. She is holding an NS and playing the recently released fierce RISE.
Mu Cheng, whose short hair was slightly longer and disheveled, stared at Fangran's expression for a while, and then solemnly repeated loudly:
"I'm playing a game!"
So there’s no need to say it twice!
Fangran couldn't help but hold down his twitching brows. He lowered his head and stared at her silently, with a 'should it be possible' look on his face. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly and asked:
"Sister Chengzi, Masaka, you have been playing games here every day since I last saw you...?"
Hearing Fangran's question, Mucheng's face showed a "Huh, of course not, even I would never do this" chuckle.
Then he raised his face and answered without hesitation:
"certainly!"
Fangran's face was complicated and he couldn't bear to look at it, and at this moment, he came up with the idea that it must not be like this.
It is different from the boy on the runway that I saw at first sight, sweat and breath, like a youth inspirational film that gathers all the positive energy, which makes people feel moved.
The second time I saw Mu Cheng, it was simply a collection of all the negative aspects that were completely opposite to it.
It can be called a negative teaching material that makes people instantly feel a sense of crisis.
Fangran found that every time he saw Mucheng, he was deeply inspired to work hard...
"Sister Chengzi, can't you just stay at home? Why do you come here to play games every day..."
"Seeing little Jota working so hard makes me feel guilty staying in the house."
Mu Cheng said the reason for this in a serious manner. Mucheng stuffed something into his hand, tried his best to make a watery expression on his face, and grabbed his trousers.
"Xiao Fangran, can you please satisfy me?"
Then Fangran looked at a list of various limited and collectible game items in his hand,
fell into silence.
"Sister Chengzi, tell the truth, you..."
"Hey~ Sister Su Xushu, why are you here?"
"Varied...!!!!!!"
Just when he was about to sigh and speak, Fangran froze when he heard Mucheng's words as he looked behind him. He recalled a dream that he remembered particularly clearly for some reason.
In an instant, panic and heat surged out of his body, and he turned around like a stuck robot...
Then I didn't see that elegant and gentle figure at all.
Fang Ran lost his expression instantly.jpg
"Sister Chengzi, why do you say this suddenly (without any fluctuation)?"
"Well, I feel like I suddenly wanted to say this (the dry version has no fluctuations)."
After silently looking at each other for three seconds with the magnanimous expression on Mu Cheng's face, Fangran activated [Creation Card] without saying a word and silently conjured up all the things on the list for her.
After accepting the 'hush fee for reaching a deal in a silent agreement', Mucheng nodded with a serious look on his face:
"Don't worry, Xiao Fangran, I always feel like you had some ulterior affair with Sister Su Su unilaterally. I won't tell Sister Yesheng or anyone else."
Sister Chengzi, please don’t use such strange terms, okay?
It's as if I did something shameful...
Fangran, whose brows were twitching wildly and speechless, was this really just intuition? After rolling his eyes, he had already said hello to everyone in the night station and was about to leave.
Before turning around, Fangran took one last look at the young man who was still running.
Come on, Jota...
"Xiao Fangran, I'll give it to you~"
There was no need to bring a tent to spend the night and queue up to get a bunch of 'treasures' easily. Mu Cheng couldn't hide the flattering look on his face and followed him,
"Sister Chengzi, can your smile be more fake..."
Complaining about her 'hypocritical' farewell, Fangran walked out of the training ground gate, followed by a Mucheng to the hall.
Then I saw an extremely tall, slender figure with burgundy slightly curly long hair.
"Hey, Sister Yesheng? You're back..."
"Fangran, Mucheng?"
Walking in from the gate, the goddess Yujie's aura was so powerful that she was a little surprised to see the two of them. She had just finished a job and returned to the night office.
"Well, I just came back,"
Ye Sheng nodded in response to them, and then remembered what happened to Fang Ran, and looked at his opening with his dark eyes:
"Fangran, are you going to North America for an internship?"
"Ah...um."
Seeing Ye Sheng again after a long absence, Fangran still felt a little nervous in agreement when faced with the breathtaking beauty of her wine-red face.
"Although there may be some unnecessary worries, you must remember to pay attention to safety and come back immediately if you encounter any danger."
Even though he was aware of Ling's existence, Ye Sheng still warned him uneasily.
"Ah...I know, I know, it's okay, Sister Yesheng, I'm just going to do an internship..."
"Um."
Hearing what he said, Ye Sheng nodded and wanted to deal with the follow-up work as soon as possible. Ye Sheng planned to turn around and walk towards the elevator.
Then at this moment when she turned around,
-"Then I'm leaving, Yesheng..."-
His footsteps suddenly stopped, his eyes widened incredibly, and his thoughts seemed to go blank for a second.
Yesheng's entire expression was stunned.
After the figure of that person flashed subconsciously in her mind, the moment she came back to her senses, she turned around suddenly and looked behind her hastily.
Then see...
"Uh! Sister Chengzi, what did you do to me just now..."
"I always feel like I just want to pull something off."
"ha!?!??"
Looking at the young man who had grown up a lot since he fainted when he first saw him, and looking at the way he was chatting and talking with the figure next to him,
Clear and mature in the sunshine of the hall,
For some reason, Ye Sheng felt something familiar...