Special Chapter Auditory Hallucinations (Part 2)

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 approached him with a helpless expression, put his arm on his shoulder, and shook his head with emotion as if he was very worried about him:

"Brother Fangran, no matter how conservative it is, you are now an elite participant in the new generation of our night game, a talented star who has won the national war,"

"No matter where you are, you can pursue the status of a few rich families with ease. There is no need to let yourself live such an ascetic life..."

You should be more abstinent for me...

Listening to this big prodigal who spends most of the year hanging out and is always surrounded by all kinds of beauties on her social media account, actually speaking in such a tone as to persuade her prodigal son to turn back,

Fangran, who had given up struggling and was holding on to Fang Shu's arm like a backhand horizontal bar, stared at him expressionlessly and remained speechless.

"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 always contact everyone in the night bureau in the group if nothing happened.

Then one time, the eldest young master gave him an indescribable ticket, which made Fangran, who happened to be seen by Xia Yao and Ming Ling,

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 fun all day long during this period!"

Then I realized that I couldn’t get out of trouble by myself, so I started shouting 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. Give up, brother Fangran."

"Ahhh!"

As soon as they met, they became lively. Looking at the black-haired young man who was 'welcome' by the alchemist and the eldest young master,

In the end, the magician, while laughing helplessly, spoke up to save Fangran.

"Speaking of which, Fangran, are you going to North America today?"

"Ah, I'm going to Los Angeles. The school arranged a short-term exchange internship. I suddenly found out 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, you must not have gone there to experience the uncared-for life and exciting bad place in the name of internship."

"Yeah, it's true that foreign women are very open-minded. I don't know if Brother Fangran will be able to resist temptation after you go 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 his eyes to look at the shame in his heart.

Uncle, do you really not need to teach Qing Ning at this time...

Then at the moment when he was thinking about this, Fangran's eyes froze and he looked at the uncle who was slumped on the sofa.

Suddenly it feels familiar.

"Uncle...Have I seen you somewhere recently..."

I felt that the figure in front of me seemed inexplicably familiar, and I murmured instinctively,

Fangran asked this question blankly, 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."

I was speechless for a second. The word "recuperate" is really the right word. Fangran stood up and signaled, then turned and left. Looking 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 from 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 an underground C-level training ground with a 400-meter track and a large circle around it. It instantly brings back memories of every day’s training during the summer vacation.

Heat, sweat, no energy, out of breath, throat on fire, exhausted every day,

But full of content.

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 also experienced this at an effortless level of one thousand meters, Fangran knew it all too well. From such a long distance, he even felt that he could hear Jotta's violent breathing.

My body is weaker than I was at that time. I might not be able to run anymore if I'm disturbed in this state. I didn't step forward to disturb him.

Fangran just kept watching quietly,

Watching this once autistic and timid boy continue to run and transform...

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."

Fangran: "..."

Wearing a small cloak that seems to have remained unchanged for thousands of years, today she is still dressed in a shirt, shorts, and big white legs. She is holding an NS and playing the recently released fierce king RISE.

Mucheng's slightly longer short hair was disheveled. He stared at Fangran's expression for a while, and then solemnly repeated loudly:

"I'm playing a game!"

So I’ve said it all before, 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 corners of his mouth twitched slightly and asked:

"Sister Chengzi, Masaka, you have been playing games here every day since I last saw you, right...?"

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 young man on the runway that I saw at first glance, sweating and breathing, 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 example that makes people feel a sense of crisis instantly.

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 in a serious manner, and stuffed something into his hand, trying hard to make a watery pleading expression on his face:

"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.

Fangran, lost his expression.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 Mucheng's magnanimous expression for three seconds, 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, it makes it look like I'm doing something shameful...

Fangran, whose brows were twitching wildly and speechless, was this really just intuition? After rolling his eyes, he greeted everyone in the night station and prepared 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 fawning 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 Mucheng to the hall.

Then I saw an extremely tall, stunning figure in a slim suit 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...hmm."

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 at this moment, 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 suddenly came back to her senses, she turned around hurriedly and looked behind her.

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...

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