A week passed, nothing happened, and the mission progressed to zero. Every day, Shen Fengyue's school-home, two o'clock and one line, repeats the boring part of going to school, listening to lectures, doing homework, dealing with two fools, and chatting with the system. Life is so boring that he gradually begins to become Buddhist, even the relationship with the system. Start to ease.
They even started talking about hobbies.
He asked the system: "What hobbies do you usually have?"
"Yes," the system said. "After get off work, let's go for a drink together, chat about AI news, watch movies, play games, read books to enrich yourself, etc."
so rich? ! Shen Fengyue couldn't believe it. Is the AI industry developing so well? Now the life of data is so textured
"Are you still drinking beer?"
The system was not convinced: "Yeah, why can't I drink it? Let me tell you, the wine in the AI world is very valuable, and a good jar of wine costs several worlds' wages. I prefer drinking, and I have saved a few. The world's money bought ten altars and kept them at home."
"..." Shen Fengyue spit out a sentence after a long while, "What kind of brew, why is it so expensive?"
When it comes to wine, there are more systematic words: "There is only one wine master in the AI world, and their family is still the kind that has been passed down from generation to generation. Use the most delicious 1010101010 and 23333333 to adjust the base, plus &%#@*9898 , it can be brewed. I like the 789 flavor the most."
"… "
"By the way, the world is over, let's add an AI news friend, and I'll send you pictures at that time."
Shen Fengyue was dumbfounded and could only nod her head. Is this world already so mysterious? Even data is played with AI news. Just now there is a string of data to chat with him as a friend.
The art festival finally came after the eager expectations of the students. The school set up the venue in the exhibition hall and spent a lot of money to create lighting and music special effects of 50 cents.
After blowing, pulling, playing, and dancing, the final finale is the stage play.
The final scene is being played on the stage.
The paladin was wearing heavy armor, kneeling on one knee, his epee on the ground, and he was breathing heavily. The light shone on his golden armor, reflecting a dazzling light, and it also showed his current condition—scarred.
The blood stained the place where he stayed, and he looked up with difficulty to look at the demon king opposite, and there was too much in that look.
He saw demons invading the world, destroying houses, and displacing countless people;
He saw women weeping, grief for the death of their husbands, and no one to rely on;
He saw young children staring blankly at their ruined homes;
He saw the heavy rain wash the bloodstains into the river, dyeing it a dazzling and pathetic red.
Behind him are the people he protects, who sincerely bless him and are looking forward to his triumph.
So, he can't lose.
Absolutely not.
"Stupid ants, why don't you give up earlier? Don't do this useless resistance again." The demon king opposite looked at him with hypocritical pity, and a mocking aria came out of his mouth.
Arvid took a deep breath, stood up slowly, drew his heavy sword, and clenched it tightly.
The Demon King stopped talking, just looked at him, and finally made a "tsk" in disdain.
He admires this ant, but that's all.
Goodbye, poor man.
They looked at each other and rushed towards each other with determination in their eyes.
In the end, Avid roared and stabbed the long sword into the Demon King's heart. The Demon King opened his eyes in disbelief. His black claws only cut a wound on Avid's face, and then he let go weakly.
The Demon King's cumbersome body fell to the ground, his eyes widened with deep unwillingness, and he couldn't rest his eyes.
Avid looked at the Demon King's body and was silent for a long time, then squatted down and covered his unwilling eyes with his hands, closing it for him. Huge joy swept over him. He had been entangled with this old enemy for most of his life. After ending this old enemy, he suddenly felt a little lost.
Arvid suddenly didn't know how to go on the road after that.
His eyes were full of tears, he raised his head, tears welled up in his eyes, he looked at the sky, and said in a trembling voice:
"I won."
The audience was silent for ten seconds, followed by thunderous applause.
Wei Tian, who was lying on the ground with the corpse in it, opened his eyes and smiled at Shen Fengyue. Shen Fengyue wiped away the tears on her face, and bowed her thanks to the other performers.
System: "Bah! You're a showman! You said you can't act, isn't that very capable?"
Shen Fengyue was very happy, and gave the system a smile, smiling like a child, and couldn't help but let out a silver bell-like laughter.
"Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee."
"… "
In a shadowy corner of the hall, a figure was there, looking almost obsessively at the scene on the stage.
This man is like the sun, dazzling and burning.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he had become another person. He glanced at the dark corner he was in, and said mockingly, "That's what you're going to do."
"If you like it, you have to fight for it, not humble wait and see."
Then he stepped away, and slipped out quietly when no one was paying attention.
"Oh, trash."
Here, Shen Fengyue smiled and thanked everyone for their support on the stage. After realizing that Qi Yuan was not there, she asked the person next to him where he went.
The person next to him said, "It seems that I went back first because I was not feeling well."
Shen Fengyue nodded to indicate that she knew.
After the performance, everyone was very tired and urgently needed to go back to the classroom to drink a few sips of water to rehydrate. When Shen Fengyue returned to the classroom, she found Qi Yuan lying on the table with his head buried in his arms.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" He walked over and nudged his shoulder lightly.
Qi Yuan has always been awake, and he can't wait to see Jian Yan's expression when he sees the love letter. After hearing the movement, he rubbed his head in his arm, and then raised it slightly, biting his lips tightly, the rosy lips turning white from his bite.
"It's nothing, just a little sleepy all of a sudden." His bangs were messed up a little, revealing a pair of watery eyes.
Shen Fengyue looked at him like he was lying, and he knew Qi Yuan a little bit. He was a stubborn child.
"Get up, I'll take you to the infirmary to have a look." He grabbed Qi Yuan's shoulders and pulled him up, when he suddenly heard him say, "Someone asked me to give you the love letter he wrote. "
Shen Fengyue looked at it and sure enough there was a letter on his desk, and at this time, the love letter was not at all as important as Qi Yuan's body. After taking a look, he withdrew his gaze: "This is not important, I will take you to the infirmary first."
Who knows that Qi Yuan seems to be obsessed with that love letter, and insists that he read it. Shen Fengyue can't beat him, so he can only read it.
It was a white envelope, and when I opened it, there was only one sentence on it.
- You are the light in my life.
The author's brushstrokes are heavy, leaving deep marks on the paper.
After Shen Fengyue read it, she folded it back and put it away, feeling nothing special.
"Don't you like it?" Suddenly Qi Yuan came up behind him, he was very close, the breath he exhaled when he spoke sprayed on the back of Shen Fengyue's neck, which made him play smart, and he moved a few steps to the side Then he said, "It's nothing, it's probably written by a little girl."
Qi Yuan asked again: "Then what do you want to do with it?"
Shen Fengyue put the love letter in the drawer: "Of course, throw it away after school."
Qi Yuan heard the words, his eyes sank, and his tone was a little unhappy: "Why did you throw it away?"
Shen Fengyue felt very inexplicable and said, "Every day someone sends me love letters. If I keep all of them, how can I put them? I secretly throw them away when there is no one after school, so that those girls can't see them. Will it be a little less sad?"
"It turns out that it's not uncommon... Ha, ha, hee." He lowered his head, and his bangs restrained all his strangeness.
The system suddenly said: "Shen Fengyue, Qi Yuan suddenly stopped stammering."
Shen Feng's menstrual system reminded him to find out. He looked at Qi Yuan in surprise and said, "Qi Yuan, you spoke very fluently just now."
Qi Yuan realized that he was almost exposed just now because his emotions were out of control, and immediately pretended to be after he reacted. He started stammering again: "No, I don't know, all of a sudden, all of a sudden."
"What, what's wrong?"
Shen Fengyue looked at him, patted his shoulder, and comforted: "It's okay. Let's go to the infirmary now."
"Good, good."
When she went to the infirmary, the doctor said there was nothing wrong, so Shen Fengyue was relieved and brought Qi Yuan back to the classroom.
When school was over, Qi Yuan said that he would not go back with him today because of something, and Shen Fengyue went back alone without doubting anything.
At half past twelve in the evening, after Shen Fengyue wrote the last word, she was so exhausted that she almost closed her eyes.
After he went to wash, he turned off the light and lay on the bed.
"Good night."
"Good night."
One person and one system say goodnight to each other and then go to sleep.
A man downstairs stood by the street lamp, and the orange light cast his shadow on the ground. He leaned against the street light pole, looked up at the floor of Shen Fengyue, and greedily looked at the person he was thinking about. It was not until the person turned off the light that he withdrew his gaze contentedly and turned to leave.
He hummed happily in his mouth, and suddenly he remembered something, and the singing stopped.
"He doesn't care..." he said.
"You said, if he is not uncommon, what should we do?"
Then another he stammered in a soft voice, "Don't, don't hurt him."
He snorted happily after hearing this: "Don't worry, how could I hurt him? How could I be willing to hurt him?"
"I just wanted to," he paused, then almost sighed, "I just wanted to get his attention."
Qi Yuan walked in the direction of home, and the light cast by the street lamps left a mottled light and shadow on him along the way, and his figure flickered.
Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his eyes were full of interest.
A man stumbled over from a distance, with a wine bottle in his hand, talking nonsense, and looking like he was drunk.
When he approached, Qi Yuan could see his appearance clearly. He had an inch head, five big and three thick, like a bear.
This is Wu Yu.
"Tsk," he said, "isn't that the one who bullied you that day?"
"Don't, don't make trouble, let's go, let's go."
"Oh, okay." He didn't bother to bother, and after a boring answer, he decided to ignore the drunk.
Obviously Wu Yu didn't think so. When Qi Yuan passed him, he reached out and stopped Qi Yuan.
"Hey boy, stop."
He stabilized his swaying body, then approached Qi Yuan, looked at him carefully, and remembered something, he smiled and said, "Aren't you, aren't you that coward? Today, I can be considered as meeting me. There is a way to heaven. If you don't leave, there is no door to hell, you break in. I was beaten badly by that little white face last time, I, I can't spare you today!"
"Hiccup." He hiccupped, and the smoky smell of alcohol made Qi Yuan take a few steps back.
Qi Yuan pushed Wu Yu aside: "Go away." He was about to leave.
Wu Yu was unhappy, he threw the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, then picked it up and pointed the spikes at Qi Yuan, threatening: "Don't go! I told you not to go! I want it today, I will call you How to be human!"
"When I clean up you, I will teach that little white face a lesson!"
The spikes of the wine bottle flickered in Qi Yuan's sight. He stopped and looked at Wu Yu with interest.
Wu Yu was still waving the bottle, shouting: "Why, are you afraid? Ha, it's useless if you are afraid today!"
"Hahahahahahaha!" He suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter echoed in this long and narrow alley.
Wu Yu was provoked by him, and he took the wine bottle and hit Qi Yuan, but he flexibly avoided it.
"Wu Yu, you are asking for your own death..."
"Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door, you break in."
"That's what you said."
He smiled and looked at Wu Yu with the devil in his eyes.
Then there was a muffled groan, a heavy object fell to the ground, and the mouth was covered just after a scream.
The dying prey resisted in vain, and this scene was reduced to a joke in the eyes of the devil.
Weird laughter sounded.
"laugh."