Raiders Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 72: Jinjiang Literature City alone

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"Meet offline?"

Chu Qianze looked at Zong Xinjue in this posture, and the progress was faster than he imagined.

"Yes, if you don't mind, we'll meet."

He really wanted to go further with Chu Qianze.

Chu Qianze tilted his head, straightened up and walked a few steps to the side.

"Okay, I'm in Y city. How about you?"

Zong Xinjue was surprised, "Me too."

"Is it the same city, it's a lot more convenient."

Chu Qianze fell directly on the bed next to him, "Then set a time, I have time, when are you free?"

"How about tomorrow? Thursday, to avoid the peak traffic on weekends." Zong Xinjue said after thinking for a moment.

There are too many people coming out to play on weekends and it will be crowded.

"No problem, what time tomorrow."

Chu Qianze was too lazy to think about this, and directly handed over the decision. He raised his index finger and made a one-by-one gesture: "Picture the point, I don't accept going out in the morning."

Zong Xinjue: "I don't accept this either."

Staying up late at night to play games is to make up for sleep during the day.

"How about four o'clock in the afternoon, then have dinner together at night."

Chu Qianze: "No problem."

Zong Xinjue: "Where do we meet?"

Chu Qianze stretched his hand forward and sat up from the bed: "How about the entrance of the ancient town, there are quite a few things there, just right next to my house. Is it far from your house? If it is too far, we will replace it."

After estimating the route, Zong Xinjue said, "It's about a 20-minute drive, which is not bad."

"Okay, that's it."

Chu Qianze looked sideways at Zong Xinjue and teased, "Don't oversleep tomorrow, I won't wait for you if you're late."

"I'll give you this too." Zong Xinjue replied directly.

"Don't worry, I work and rest regularly every day. By the way, connect to the terminal, and then contact Guangnao." Chu Qianze turned on Guangnao and switched to the response page.

"what's your name?"

"Zong Xinjue."

"I'm asking for your real name." Chu Qianze added restrictions.

"Zong Xinjue, this is my real name."

"You take your real name as the name of the game?" Chu Qianze was a little surprised.

Suddenly I remembered that An Gieluo also seemed to use his real name as his online name, and he was Zong Xinjue's little fanboy.

"I'm too lazy to choose a name, and most people don't think of it." Zong Xinjue said indifferently.

"Chu Qianze, my name."

Zong Xinjue hummed and changed a note to the phone.

When the terminal arrived, Zong Xinjue didn't delay: "It's not early, so I'll go offline first."

Chu Qianze nodded and waved his hand: "See you tomorrow."

Zong Xinjue did not reply, his eyes fell on Chu Qianze.

Chu Qianze followed his line of sight and looked down at himself, and there was nothing unusual. When he raised his eyes to ask about the situation, he was kissed.

Putting down the hand on Chu Qianze's ear, Zong Xinjue pursed his lips slightly, as if aftertaste, "See you tomorrow."

After speaking, he disappeared in place and went offline.

Chu Qianze touched his lips.

【Host, are you finished talking? 】

The system beeps.

"You can not see it?"

[To protect the host's privacy, the screen and voice are automatically blocked below]

"After chatting, you can unblock it."

Chu Qianze sat on the edge of the bed with one leg crossed.

"Why did you go? You seem to be in a good mood."

[That little guy is expanding the game dungeon, and wants to create a few top and bottom ones. 】The system's tone was somewhat smug.

[I just went to find novels and comic books, and asked Xiaobudian to simulate it according to the above. 】

Thinking of what the system had been watching before, Chu Qianze's brows twitched. "Already generated?"

[Yes, we have successfully created a mountain villa, which is mainly a mountain villa of Mary Sui, which contains a room with a big bed that is 800 meters wide and a mirror that is 300 meters high. The boss is Mary Sue, who can shed gold when she sheds tears, and whose hair changes according to her mood, and a male Prince Tomsu with similar attributes. The conditions for customs clearance are to play the gray lop-eared rabbit and win the love of Mary Sue and Tom Sue. The standard for the highest reward is to let the two Sus become enemies and fight for love. 】

two sous...

Chu Qianze looked complicated for a moment, then took a deep breath, "Have you put it into use?"

[No, because I am still worrying about the trigger conditions of the copy. 】The system is really distressed.

"It's a good copy, work slowly and work hard, it's not urgent." Chu Qianze reassured.

[Understood at next, and continued at next. 】

Chu Qianze hummed and watched the system leave. I don't know which lucky player will draw such a copy. Go back and ask if you can see the live broadcast on the system.

It will feel very exciting, and I suddenly look forward to how to break it.

On the other side, in a single apartment.

The game compartment in the room opened, and Zong Xinjue sat up from it. The feeling in the game is still very clear, he looked down, took a deep breath, and stood up.

Sitting on the small coffee table under the balcony, Zong Xinjue lowered his eyes, thinking about the experience in the game, he unconsciously touched his chest, and the numbness seemed to remain on it.

After a while, with a few gasps, a few pieces of toilet paper were thrown into the trash can.

After playing games, I felt that there was nothing to do, and Chu Qianze also went offline.

He stood up from the game booth and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Put on a towel and open the brain, start to clean up some unnecessary props and equipment in the game, put them on the forum with a clear price, and wait for people who want to check and buy.

When Guangnao showed that the amount had arrived, Chu Qianze glanced at the transaction number, but did not pay any more attention.

Things were pretty much dealt with, and it was time for a break, so I turned off the lights and went to bed.

At half past five in the morning, the light brain alarm rang.

Chu Qianze turned off the alarm, scratched his hair, changed into his sports clothes and went out for morning exercises.

Half an hour after exercising, he went home to take a shower, followed by breakfast.

At half past six in the morning, Zong Xinjue got up and went to the front of the closet to look for his clothes.

He looked in the mirror for a while and pinpointed his role. It seems that person likes his chest muscles very much.

After thinking for a while, I found a set of low-neck clothes to try, and then changed to another.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, the nap was over, Chu Qianze washed and changed clothes, cleaned the room, and went out with a garbage bag.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zong Xinjue took out his car keys, left his home, and headed to the parking lot.

When he arrived at the gate of the ancient town according to the light-nao navigation, Chu Qianze stood directly beside a corner.

The light brain shows that there is news from Zong Xinjue.

[I'm here, where are you? ]

Chu Qianze replied: [Next to the vending machine in the ancient town. ]

As soon as the sending was completed, I felt someone walking by my side. Looking up, I saw a man.

The man has a neatly cut short hair, with well-defined facial features and prominent cheekbones, making his face very linear. He was wearing a black tight vest, a denim jacket casually, and Martin leather boots under his feet. The whole style looked cold, handsome and sexy.

"Zong Xinjue?" Chu Qianze said.

The face is very familiar, but the change of dressing style and hairstyle always gives people a big change.

Zong Xinjue nodded, "Is that Chu Qianze?"

Zong Xinjue looked at the person in front of him. Very ordinary short hair, the broken hair on the forehead stands up back, bringing out some casualness. The casual hooded top is paired with overalls, which makes the whole person look tall and unusual. The most prominent is the pair of eyes, as deep as the stars, as affectionate as ruthless. He has a unique temperament and is very recognizable. The whole person stands there at will, just like shooting on the street, so that when he arrives here, he notices people. It's not much different from the game, just a little braid is missing.

"You're just as I imagined." Very appetizing.

"Same as handsome?" Chu Qianze took off the hat behind his back and walked to the person with his long legs.

"Almost." Zong Xinjue's eyes circled around him. He liked it very much in the game. After seeing the real person, the feeling became even stronger.

The gaze of the other party was fiery that could not be concealed. Chu Qianze was watched, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he did not hesitate to release his charm. "Where are we going next?"

"I can do it." Zong Xinjue said.

"Are you hungry?" Chu Qianze asked.

After dealing with each other for so long in the game, Zong Xinjue immediately got the other party's subtext and said, "I'm not very hungry."

"Go shopping first. According to my experience and judgment, the food is hidden in the alleys and needs to be discovered by others." Chu Qianze said earnestly.

"Okay, I'll follow you." Zong Xinjue made a decisive decision.

He already knew the other party's sensitivity in food. Although I want something else more than food.

"Got it."

Chu Qianze led the person to the side. "I heard before that the fried chicken here is delicious."

Taking people to the fried chicken shop, Chu Qianze walked over and ordered a few items skillfully. When he came back, he already had two bags in his hand. He handed out one of the bags: "Yours, bought according to your preference, should be fine."

"Thank you." Zong Xinjue took it and tasted it, it was more delicious than expected. The chicken is tender and the crispy skin is crispy, and the combination of the two creates a wonderful taste effect.

"Not bad." Chu Qianze raised his eyebrows.

During the time when the game was doing the task, he had figured out this person's hobbies.

Zong Xinjue nodded, picked up the bamboo stick and poked another piece.

"We have something to eat, let's go buy something to drink." Chu Qianze planned the next trip by himself.

While walking, eating and drinking, from neighborhood snacks to traditional cakes, he took people around the entire ancient town.

When he came to a pavilion, Chu Qianze glanced at the plaque above, and was about to see what the words were when he heard the sound of taking pictures. Looking sideways, it turned out that Zong Xinjue was taking pictures of himself.

"What are you doing?" he asked, walking over.

"Leave a remembrance."

Zong Xinjue turned the light brain over and showed the results to others.

Chu Qianze glanced at it, and the shot was really decent. "It's pretty good, but, so you're satisfied?"

Zong Xinjue's eyes moved slightly, raised his eyelids to look at Chu Qianze, with some straight meaning: "Just looking at it is of course not enough."

Just adhering to the idea of step by step, only to start slowly.

At this moment, Chu Qianze was standing on the steps one step higher. He leaned forward slightly with a smile on his face: "Then what else do you want?"

I still want to hear people talk.

The other party is like this, as if he will agree to whatever he says. This conclusion made Zong Xinjue's heart beat slower. I have to say that Chu Qianze really pokes himself so much that everything grows on his own.

"I-"

"senior!"

Just waiting for the black lamb to throw itself into the snare, it was suddenly interrupted. Chu Qianze looked at the source of the sound and saw two people walking out from the opposite side. One of them he knew was An Gioro.

An Gieluo was surprised when he saw Zong Xinjue. He walked over quickly: "Senior, really you guys, it's really a coincidence that you can meet them here. I just thought I made a mistake."

Chu Qianze glanced at Anjueluo, but he didn't pay any more attention. He moved his gaze back and stayed on the middle-aged man behind him. The man looked to be in his forties, wearing sportswear with a logo on it.

The middle-aged man came over and looked at Zong Xinjue with some relief. "Zong Xinjue, you look much better than before."

Zong Xinjue twitched the corners of his mouth, "Coach, long time no see."

"Listen to Anjueluo, you want to participate in this league, or as an amateur. The registration time is about to end, you should have already signed up. I heard that you have also chosen a partner, I really don't know who can be in your eyes. ." The coach cheered.

He still understands Zong Xinjue's temperament. He has a strong personality and is not willing to deal with people. After learning that he personally identified a partner, I was really surprised.

"It's fine to participate in the competition. Friendship is the first and the competition is the second. Just play it. After all, this holographic online game is not the same as the keyboard online game, and the points that need to be paid attention to are completely different. Don't worry about the result."

Zong Xinjue looked back, "I'm still quite confident."

"Confidence is a good thing, but it also needs to be combined with reality. This hologram is not fun. Overconfidence is not good. You say so."

Chu Qianze listened beside him and always felt that it was not good.

There's nothing wrong with these words, but why does it sound like Zong Xinjue doesn't need to work hard, because it's impossible to get a ranking or something? Expressing encouragement is actually degrading Zong Xinjue's ability and confidence.

This uncle, are you an allied army

"Between partners, it is very important to have more contact and cultivate feelings. Tacit understanding is also very important. If you have any questions, you can also contact us. You can find your partner when you come back. Let's have a friendly match and learn from each other." The coach said.

Chu Qianze was delighted. He stepped forward and stood in front of Zong Xinjue. He stretched out his hand and said to the man, "Okay, coach, I am his partner. Of course, there is no problem with friendly matches, you can do it anytime."

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: it's her cat 1;