In the dead of night, the moonlight is like water.
The two people on the bed seemed to be asleep, without any movement.
Only the air conditioner hanging on the wall quietly creates cold wind.
Nothing to say all night.
Waking up the next day, Jiang He was no longer on the bed, the quilt and pillows were stacked together, Xu Qing changed clothes and left the living room, Jiang He was holding a sword.
The sword is like a dragon.
The sword light flashed, bringing with it a bit of cold wind.
"Why did you start practicing again?"
Xu Qing leaned against the wall and walked around Jiang He, and went to the sink to wash up, so as not to be cut by her accidentally with a sword.
Jiang He didn't answer, swishing his sword, Dong Gua curled up in the nest and looked at her, similar to Xu Qing's performance.
After not practicing for a while, she felt that her muscles and bones were rusted, and her mood became different, which made her feel a sense of crisis.
After washing up in two or three strokes, Xu Qing wiped his face with a towel, and leaned against the wall to watch her practice sword.
Practicing in summer is a bit different from practicing in winter. In winter, Jiang He wears thick clothes in the bedroom, including sweaters and trousers, and his whole body is tightly wrapped.
It's different now. Dress coolly and enjoy watching.
"Well... you can actually practice in the bedroom. It's quite hot outside." He noticed the fine sweat on Jiang He's forehead, and gestured to the bedroom with his fingers to indicate that there was an air conditioner there.
"..."
After Jiang He finished practicing a set, he took a deep breath and glanced at Xu Qing.
A strand of broken hair slanted in front of his forehead, and his eyes were rustling, so Xu Qing didn't say what he said next.
There seems to be something wrong with the heroine.
Fortunately, the next moment Jiang He returned to his familiar look, raised his hand to brush his hair, tilted his head and said, "The rice is in the pot."
"you are not normal."
"I am normal."
Jiang He threw it casually, Xu Qing quickly caught the sword and watched her go into the bathroom to take a shower.
Sweat in the morning and then take a shower...
This specification is not normal.
Xu Qing drew out the sword and flicked it a few times, took it back with a few sword cries, put it by the wall and went into the kitchen, the millet porridge in the pot and the scallion pancakes baked next to it were still hot.
"have you eaten?"
"No!" Jiang He echoed from the bathroom.
"Aren't you supposed to change your clothes when you're sweating all over? Are you still wearing that sweaty pajamas?" Xu Qing didn't rush to eat, so he wandered to the bathroom door and asked.
"..."
There was silence in the bathroom.
Careless.
"Shall I get it for you?"
"... let's go."
He found a suit of clothes from the bedroom, Xu Qing waited outside the door, Jiang He opened the door a small crack after showering, put the clothes in, and came out refreshed after a while.
The morning was spent in Jiang He's study and Xu Qing's martial arts practice.
No matter how much you practice, it's hard to compare with Jiang He, who practiced martial arts since he was a child, but Xu Qing is now able to play swords like a model, knowing how to exert force, and learning moves quickly.
A sword is no better than a knife, it uses the strength of the wrist to move around in a small area, seeking a fast, precise and stable position, instead of opening and closing like a knife, relying on the strength of the arm.
Jiang He also studied very seriously, he felt good holding the pen, and his back was straight.
I am a scholar.
This is called civil and martial arts.
"Why did Li Bai write so many poems?"
"Because he is a great writer, and Li Baidou has a hundred poems on wine." Xu Qing looked at her and wondered: "Didn't you say that this kind of question can be skipped? You don't want to kill him with a sword, do you?"
"Anyone who makes a question is hateful."
Jiang He finds Li Bai as annoying as Xiao Ming.
It's okay to be idle and cheat people who will be more than a thousand years later...
"Don't get tired of studying. If you get tired, you can play games with Pingping."
"No, I want to study!"
Jiang He bit the tip of his pen and glanced at Xu Qing, rejecting his proposal.
I forgot to poke Xu Qing's stomach twice in bed last night...
Xu Qing held the sword and slowly held the sword flower, as if he didn't notice her gaze.
Yesterday, Jiang He behaved a little abnormally...it can't be considered abnormal, it should be normal for ordinary people, but it made him feel a bit wrong with Jiang He.
Thinking about it carefully, it was actually his cognition that had gone wrong.
All along, he has noticed Jiang He's changes. Although he clearly knows that she has made great progress, he still hasn't really changed his mentality.
It's true that Jiang He's martial strength is quite high, and he has always acted as if he was afraid of Jiang He, but from the mentality point of view, Jiang He has always been the weak in Xu Qing's eyes. Very ignorant.
It's like being in a big prison in the 1990s and only now being released. Living alone is very difficult, and he has been taking care of and guiding him.
However, Jiang He's ability to learn and accept is not comparable to middle-aged people who have been in prison for decades. People who were released from prison in the 1980s and 1990s may find it difficult to get used to the current life for a year or two. They are not used to intelligence. Mobile phones, can't learn to scan codes, don't trust e-wallets, can't use computers...
But in just one year, Jiang He has changed her appearance. The time is so short that it can be said to be very amazing. This is due to his continuous teaching and her own reasons. In short, she is no longer so ignorant.
Xu Qing silently reflected on himself.
No matter how powerful Jiang He was before, he had always played the role of the weak in his life. Although he didn't say it clearly, Jiang He and Xu Qing naturally thought so when they were together, relying on each other to take care of them.
So although he usually has a little bit of physical activity, he has always guarded a bottom line. At most, he is occasionally fanciful and probing with words.
When she was still ignorant, Xu Qing never wanted to go too far, and occasionally looked at Big Bear, and her physical contact was limited to touching her calf.
He knew that even if he tried to trick him into reaching out, he wouldn't really get beaten... It's just that it's not good.
Current situation…
Xu Qing turned around with Jianhua on his arm, and his eyes met Jiang He's.
No matter how fast Jiang He flashed, Xu Qing had already seen the flash in her eyes just now.
There's a little more subtlety in it.
It's like... the way she looked over when she had just finished sword practice in the morning.
We have been together for a long time, and we are very familiar with each other. Even a casual glance or a movement has a different meaning.
She doesn't want to be an 'underdog' anymore.
Xu Qing suddenly understood Jiang He's meaning.
Jiang He had already changed his mentality one step ahead of him, and he didn't want to continue playing that weak person.
That means equality.
It's a wonderful tacit understanding, Jiang He has been guarding against him doing something abnormal, and this kind of 'defense' is naturally at a disadvantage.
Now she's ready to let her guard down.
If Jiang He knew what Xu Qing was thinking now, he would be shocked.
She herself was not fully aware of her change, but there was just a little sign, and Xu Qing had already noticed it as soon as it showed a little sign.
"Have you thought about what to broadcast tonight?"
Xu Qing collected his thoughts, put away the sword and put it aside, and asked.
"not yet."
1600 points is almost the limit she can hit now. She has been scraping and relying on technology to smooth out the equipment gap. If she continues to play bad luck, she will fall. If she wants to go further, she can only update her equipment.
Jiang He frowned and thought for a while, "If I get the equipment right, can I keep fighting upwards, with a permanent score of 1,670, and dominate the duel field?"
"If you want to live broadcast this all the time, you can spend a few thousand yuan to make a set of sky, and then equip it...or you can buy a set of transitional qualified equipment first, and then slowly brush up."
"Thousands of dollars invested..."
Jiang He hesitated, she has been playing for so long and also knows about equipment, a festival suit or sky parts, a half body of epic equipment, pets, halos, titles, enchantments...
It is already a big investment to create a barely readable account—money and time, both are indispensable.
Like Xu Qing said, it will take about half a year to spend a few thousand yuan and then slowly brush up.
"The process of creating an account can also be broadcast. If you like this game, do it. Anyway, it won't take long to earn back."
"what is your opinion?"
"I have no objection. I just want to accompany you to fool around, lest you say that I am a dictator and want to overthrow me... You can do as you like. I don't mind if you turn it off and stop broadcasting it." Xu Qing spread her hands, now He was also a bit out of his wits. After finishing the armor, he couldn't just stand on the pile for an entire hour like he did at the beginning.
At first it was a playful thought, but now the thought has not changed, but it is a little different.
At the beginning, there was nothing, and I could play as I liked, but now that the live broadcast room has become more popular, and because there is nothing to broadcast, I might as well just turn it off and not broadcast it.
It will always be unhappy if it is done badly, and it will be a blow to Jiang He, she will definitely be unhappy.
"Then...then...just hit casually first." Jiang He didn't think of a good way, and simply maintained the status quo.
If it falls down, hit it up again, anyway, it has always been broadcast like this.
"Do you feel your inadequacy?" Xu Qing asked.
"felt it."
Jiang He sighed, at first he thought it was easy, but now the more he understands, the more he realizes that it is not easy.
"It's only interesting to be stimulated by new goals, so our popularity has been rising. Now that the goals have been completed, I don't know what to broadcast...Continue to fight like before, and others will get tired." She paused , a little regretful: "If you knew it earlier, it would have been later. Your chain mail and my goal of playing the game are staggered. That way, there won't be nothing to broadcast suddenly."
"That sums it up pretty well."
Xu Qing turned on the computer and searched for keywords on the Xiaopo website. As expected, the video of Jiang He and him cheering in armor yesterday was edited and republished.
Both hotspots are worth seeing.
"In fact, this is very normal, and no one can keep improving, and broadcast new tricks every day. As long as it is broadcast as usual, when the popularity drops, I estimate that it will drop by about one third, and then it will stabilize. In the past month, because of the news and ghosts, the heat added is just a bubble, not your own strength, and it will collapse sooner or later, it’s just the difference between sooner and later.”
Jiang He's popularity is currently relatively hot in this sector, but Xu Qing can see clearly that it's just luck to catch the hot spot, and it will be out of date sooner or later.
Because they don't have that kind of strength themselves, after pinching the chain mail, there is only standing, and those who are fresh will leave soon.
"Just this one fire?"
"Seize the opportunity and make yourself angry, and you're not satisfied? Get familiar with it, and it will be easy for you to broadcast other things in the future."
"Well... yes, it's all luck." Jiang He felt relieved after thinking about it. She was so excited when she had the first audience.
"Last night's wave will give you a little bit of heat, and you can still simmer for a while before it starts to fall back. Seize the opportunity to sell your dried sweet potatoes."
Xu Qing turned around and opened his mouth, "Give me a piece."
"Give."
Jiang He picked up the dried sweet potato next to the computer, threw it lightly, and fell it into his mouth with precision in a parabola.
This action would be perfect if it wasn't like feeding a dog... Xu Qing felt that this was the only fly in the ointment while eating dried sweet potatoes.
On July 6, it was sunny.
Xu Wenbin drove here, called Xu Qing out to talk, and asked where Jiang He came from.
"Didn't you make it clear?"
"What's clear? Just in the valley, and then come to Jiangcheng, the black factory... It's so clear."
"Ok… "
Xu Qing pondered for a moment, "At that time, she was still young, and she wandered around with the old lady. Who knows where? It was only after she came to Jiangcheng that her life became more normal."
"How do you know such details?" Xu Wenbin wondered, as if Xu Qing knew many details.
"She told me."
"Speaking in such detail?"
"Of course, we've both been together for so long."
"Go, go, I'll help you find out some other day." Xu Wenbin waved his hand, not wanting to see him for a second.
Like a person in the way of a demon, he doesn't do anything that has nothing to do with normal things.
I don't know what evil I did in my previous life...
Xu Wenbin watched him turn back, pushed his glasses back into the car, opened the window and looked at the old house, thinking about something.
"Old Xu!"
"Eh?"
"Looks like you, come to find your Qingzi?" Cheng Yulan greeted him.
"Well, I have something to do with him here."
Xu Wenbin put his hands on the steering wheel, looked at the old house, then at Cheng Yulan, and said slowly, "Um... Qingzi's girlfriend, do you know him?"
"I know you too well!"
Cheng Yulan's words made Xu Wenbin raise his eyebrows.
…
Now that Jiang He's life has basically stabilized, she is not so urgent about her identity, Xu Qing is happy to help her brush up more traces of her life, and slowly gain a foothold in Jiangcheng.
Xu Wenbin would like to inquire about it, it would be better if he can help to save trouble, and if he can't do it, he can think of other ways, anyway, the living will not be suffocated to death by urine.
Halfway through July, amid the singing of cicadas, Jiang He brought up the enthusiasm for three minutes from time to time in his studies, and he quickly went away. It was about three days of fishing and two days of drying the net.
July 16.
The hot summer finally ushered in a heavy rain, which wiped away the heat accumulated in the past two months, and the splashing continued from midnight to daytime without any sign of diminishing.
The sky was gloomy, and Jiang He lay by the window watching the rain outside.
She likes to watch the rain very much, and when it rained last time, she also lay on the window and watched for a long time. Xu Qing didn't know if she remembered when she came to modern times, or simply liked the rain.
However, it rained heavily all night, and the weather was really a bit cold.
"Do you want to wear one?"
Xu Qing went back to the bedroom, put on a coat and came out, asked Jiang He casually, and continued to read Ming History.
"Well, it's a bit cold today."
Just as Jiang He was about to get up, Xu Qing threw over the coat he had just put on.
"The one with my body fragrance." Xu Qingchou showed off shamelessly.
Jiang He put it on with a disgusted face, lay on the window and continued to watch the rain, and after a while suddenly tugged at the neckline, sniffed it in front of his nose, and continued to dislike it.
It was raining harder outside.