Half a month later, at 10:30 in the evening, Dai Zu didn't come back. He found a job that suits him not long ago, and continued to do weapon research at Elev's side.
Luo Ma regularly sent text messages to report the situation of the battle, and she couldn't think of leaving. It seemed that it would take some time to let the kidnappers go.
Wolf Eleven and Yan Leyang huddled together in the living room to study.
The competition of their transformed people was a week later than that of the non-reformed people. After all, the competition of the transformed people has its own special effects, and it is more passionate than the non-reformed people, and the audience likes it more.
The non-transformer match was like a warm-up, preparing for the next fighting match.
There are no rules in underground fighting except that you can't bring firearms.
But for Yan Leyang, there is one more important point.
"You can't win too easily." Wolf Eleven reminded him, "If you win too easily, people will find it tricky." Among other things, at least their identities cannot be revealed.
Now Yan Leyang belongs to Elef's side, so of course he can't show his face, and his current identity is a desperado whose parents have died and urgently needs this money to save his life and make his life better.
Yan Leyang has already done a race test, which proves that he is a cat.
Yan Leyang was not the only player under Ai Lufu, and no one noticed his inconspicuous role.
As for Yan Leyang, what he wanted was an inspirational script.
In short, although it is possible to win, it must be won with hard work, embarrassment, and a close call. At least it has to look like that.
"The next match will be a jackal." Wolf Eleven turned to Yan Leyang after reading the battle table: "Is your acting skills holding up?"
"Probably." Yan Leyang was not too sure.
"Try it." Wolf Eleven stood up, "I'll restrain my strength, you perform as much as you can, the day after tomorrow is the competition."
Yan Leyang nodded without any objection.
The two went to the rooftop, and when they were ready, Wolf Eleven preemptively attacked Yan Leyang. The strength was that of ordinary wolves, which made Yan Leyang feel nothing when he punched him down.
Embarrassed for about half a second, Yan Leyang backed up again and again with a groan, the back of his head hit the wall, and slid down weakly.
Wolf Eleven glanced at the fist, then looked at Yan Leyang who was still howling: "Are you touching porcelain?"
Yan Leyang, who is trying to play the pain:...
"Aren't you a crew member?" Wolf Eleven was puzzled, Yan Leyang could only get up in embarrassment, patted the dust on his body, and explained: "I'm a screenwriter, not in charge of acting."
Yan Leyang got up and patted himself on the face: "Come again, I'll try again."
Wolf Eleven nodded, and attacked Yan Leyang again. This time Yan Leyang caught the scene, and flew a long way with a bang, and with a bang, he broke the clothes drying pole on the balcony, fell on the ground and rolled in a circle, Raising his head, Yan Leyang looked at Wolf Eleven in disbelief.
His expression ranged from shock, to pain, to making up his mind, clenched his fists...
"There's no need to be so layered." Wolf Eleven reminded seeing that Yan Leyang had already taken a deep breath.
And Yan Leyang's sense of layering is quite delicate and contrived.
Their training lasted until two o'clock in the morning, and Yan Leyang's performance really didn't improve much. He was probably the type who would be scolded as a vase and a beautiful waste on TV in class.
The two sat on the roof, neither of them said anything, and they could vaguely hear the sound of music and human voices mixed together at night.
Yan Leyang looked up, but couldn't see the starry sky, just like the city in his original world.
People in the previous world looked up at the unforeseen galaxy in the universe, but people in this world are scattered in the galaxy, and it feels like they have changed.
What has changed: "Actually, I don't really know."
Wolf Eleven looked at Yan Leyang.
"I might miss my mother a little bit." Yan Leyang was still a little embarrassed, Ms. Lion Cat still loved her son very much, and she realized that Yan Leyang couldn't contact him anymore.
For a moment, Yan Leyang had a familiar feeling, that inexplicable loneliness.
He actually has no ties in this world, the only guy from the same place as him is still out of touch.
Yan Leyang is an adult, he can handle his emotions, and he even handles them quite well. It's just that I was busy escaping from the prison before, but now that I have temporarily settled down, that inexplicable thought also swept over me.
Both parents are dead on the competition form, and he can't even prove that he has parents, and the family is quite harmonious.
Wait! Yan Leyang stood up abruptly, he found that he was not in the right mood, inexplicably hurting spring and autumn, touching the scene, this was not like him.
"What's wrong?" Wolf Eleven noticed that Yan Leyang shook his head twice, and stood up to ask.
"Go out for a drink? The protagonist." Yan Leyang invited, "Go out for a stroll, get some sleep, and start the game with energy the day after tomorrow."
Wolf Eleven doesn't matter, most of the time he has no desires. Although the setting of his own iceberg protagonist seems to be OOC more than once.
The two of them went to an old neighborhood not far from the center of the city. There was no need to worry about the security here in Taixi. They walked all the way to the bar. On the way, they even encountered a strange "star scout" who came to talk to them and asked the two of them about their relationship. I have no interest in making movies to make money.
Of course, this kind of movie has no plot, it's very simple, so simple that you don't even need to wear clothes.
After they bid farewell to the "scout", Wolf Eleven silently pulled up his collar and covered half of his face, leaving only his fierce eyes.
Yan Leyang smiled at the time, and Lang Shiyi's face turned dark when he laughed.
"The protagonist was handed a small card and invited to shoot a pornographic film. This plot is quite unusual." Yan Leyang found a table at a roadside stall and sat down directly. Wolf Eleven sat across from him without making a sound.
"Let's drink in moderation, don't drink too much, it's not good for me to be broken." Yan Leyang has a certain amount of alcohol. Not necessarily anymore.
"En." Wolf Eleven seems to have finally picked up his style when he was away from home, cherishing words like gold.
After Yan Leyang poured him wine, Wolf Eleven said, "You said you missed your mother?"
Yan Leyang paused: "Do you still remember?"
Wolf Eleven was silent again.
"It's normal, the sentimentality of adults, and this time travel also has a big impact on my three views." Yan Leyang ordered a side dish or two with the boss who stepped forward, "Isn't it right for me to adjust my mood? My mother has My dad coaxed me so that I wouldn't feel too uncomfortable."
"I remember what you said, your mother was a cat."
"Yeah, they're a great interracial love affair. My dad was a tiger king and I didn't dare say anything when my mom beat me up."
"Aren't you uncomfortable? They will care about you." Wolf Eleven reminded, "If you die or disappear in that world, they will be worried."
Yan Leyang was depressed, he found that Wolf Eleven was really not very good at chatting. He doesn't need other people to remind himself how much his parents care about him. Yan Leyang has a clear understanding of these things, and he just wants to hook up with someone to relieve his boredom.
It's the kind of drinking, and walking around the street together when you're a little tipsy, won't you be sober when the evening wind blows in this shitty place with the smell of urine? Get some more sleep.
Fuck all the sentimentality, no matter which world you're in, living your life well is the most important thing.
On second thought, Wolf Eleven's original family didn't seem very happy.
So Yan Leyang didn't say any more, picked up the wine glass and had a drink with Wolf Eleven.
Wolf Eleven also seemed to realize that the atmosphere is a bit gloomy now, and changed the subject: "Your acting needs to be more natural, it's best not to let people see the flaws."
There was no way to chat this day, Yan Leyang almost threw the table and left.
After he took a sip of wine, he chatted about another topic: "By the way, do you trust me now?"
"Hmm." Wolf Eleven felt that it was still difficult to deceive himself with Yan Leyang's acting skills. But I can't say that, because the big tiger doesn't seem to listen to this kind of criticism.
"Actually, you don't need to worry about this. I've said it many times. Go and see if you can change the future." Yan Leyang bumped his wine glass with Wolf Eleven again.
Lang Shishi blinked in confusion, and he looked into Yan Leyang's eyes. I can no longer see sadness or nostalgia from Yan Leyang's expression.
There is only calm in the emerald eyes, like a lake.
This was said to Wolf Eleven, and Yan Leyang was also said to himself. He didn't know if he could go back. Instead of being sentimental, it's better to pretend that he can't go back.
It is impossible for him to travel again, and he no longer struggles with whether he can go back. As long as he lives well, he wants to live in this world and live freely.
Yan Leyang smiled: "Brother, be confident, you are the protagonist."
"Although the aura of the protagonist is unreliable, you have a great personality. Why are you the protagonist? You should be the one who is born outstanding." Yan Leyang smiled big, showing two canine teeth.
"Whether it's real or not, wouldn't it be clear if you slap yourself with this thing?"
"Oh, you don't need to call, I think your level of chatting is quite real, not perfect at all."
Wolf Eleven held the wine in both hands, and he didn't know why he did this gesture. It looked rather silly, not chic at all. Of course, Wolf Eleven didn't care if he was chic or not.
He stared blankly at Yan Leyang. Yan Leyang still had a relatively ordinary face. To avoid suspicion, he even wore a red and green hat with an aesthetically worrisome color scheme on his head.
It's silly, but inexplicably, his gaze can convey a sense of power, as if the big-faced orange cat lent the domineering aura to this humanoid body.
"If you can make up your mind, I can try to accompany you to change your fate."
Wolf Eleven's pupils dilated.
Good guy, Yan Leyang thought, after being beaten by the society for so many years, his middle school two is not completely dead/extinct, but has become lurking.
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