Three days later, at 7:50 pm, Jingcheng Street.
Compared to the brightly lit and crowded streets when Kyosuke and the others arrived on their first day, today's Keisei Street is empty. As they walk in it, the echoes of their footsteps overlap and collide back and forth in the narrow streets.
The only light on the entire street is the moonlight overhead, slanting down from the night, giving the entire street a little silver.
All this is thanks to Liufang Yiyi. Under their organization, all the stores here have a night off.
Because of her part-time job, Chunchun is quite familiar with this street, so she is a little uncomfortable seeing the almost depressed scene of this street:
"People still like the lively Jingcheng Street."
Everyone else nodded in approval.
The people with wind chimes and people from Liufangyi stood guard at the street entrance.
Unlike the last time, there were a few more people this time.
Nakamura noticed the unfamiliar faces and couldn't help but wonder: "Who are they?"
ChunChun replied: "They, the new power of wind chimes."
This matter was proposed by Kyo Sosuke and Ume Gongichi alone.
"In the battle the day after tomorrow, let the first-year prefects and their second-in-commands join in."
Mei Gong didn't even think about it and refused directly: "We can deal with Feng's people ourselves."
"We can solve it ourselves this year, and we can solve it next year, but what about the year after that?"
"The year after tomorrow we."
At this point, Mei Gongyi suddenly realized that the year after tomorrow, they left the wind chime.
It is true that he can stay here because of the wind chimes, but what about the others?
Wind chimes are never shackles that trap a person. If possible, he would like the wind chimes to turn into wind to help them fly freely in the sky in the future.
The blue eyes settled into the color of the sea, bottomless.
At this moment, he thought a lot about the wind chimes, about himself, and about the future of others.
He said solemnly: "I know."
The next second, he changed his serious expression, his eyes sparkled with stars, and he looked at Kyo Sosuke with admiration: "I didn't expect Sosuke to think so far."
"It's not me, it's the group of people in the senior year of high school."
Recently, the cat-and-mouse game every day after school seems to have taken on a new twist.
There is a pattern in the school uniform of Fengling High School. There will be a white stripe on the top of the left sleeve of the jacket. The number of white stripes represents the grade of the person.
Recently, most of the people who arrested him were first graders, not many second graders, and even fewer third graders.
Even the commander of the mice has been replaced by a second grader.
One day, the commander of the little mice was in trouble with Fukuyama Gaku. After the game, Kyosuke specially invited Fukuyama Gaku to have a meal.
The two of them ate hot ramen. In the cool autumn, drinking a bowl of hot soup was enough to make people feel comfortable.
Fushanyue, who had eaten and drank enough, slumped in his chair, clutching his stomach, and asked with satisfaction: "Brother Jing, why did you invite me to dinner?"
"Why don't we see third graders coming out to play recently?"
As time went by, even Kyosuke defined after-school activities as a game.
"Isn't this meant to give the first and second graders more exercise?"
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Seeing Brother Jing's confusion, Fukuyama Gaku explained: "Brother Jing, we will leave Feng Chime next year."
Kyo Sosuke was startled, he had never thought about these things.
The contentment on Fukuyama's face was hidden behind the shadows, and he continued:
"So, it is our entire third grade's idea to try to improve the strength of the first and second graders."
"I also hope that I can help you as much as possible."
Kyo Sosuke was silent for a moment and said:
"Before next year, you are welcome to come and play at any time."
Brother Jing’s rare comfort swept away Fushanyue’s depressed mood. He laughed and said jokingly:
"What about next year?"
"Outside, as long as you meet me, you can come and catch me at any time. If you catch me, I will treat you to dinner."
"Hahahahaha, I have written down what Brother Jing said and will definitely convey it to others."
"Brother Jing, don't think there are too many of us."
"No."
The sound was clear and clear, but it was like a hot spring in an iceberg.
Many years later, at that time, Fushanyue had already opened a barber shop and was running his own small home diligently. While he was busy, someone sent a message to a group of senior high school students that had not been posted for a long time.
He clicked on it and saw a photo of his classmates and Brother Jing. The background looked like they were in a restaurant:
“It’s rare that I met Brother Jing at the airport today when I went to Tokyo. Brother Jing treated me to a meal, hehe.”
At that time, Brother Jing already looked like an adult. He was wearing a black suit that was said to be made by his lover. He looked mature and handsome.
His silver eyes looked at the camera, still the same as before, and it suddenly reminded him of the promise Jing Ge made to him back then, with unexplainable seriousness hidden under the coldness.
After listening to Kyo Sosuke's story, Umemiya's blue eyes seemed to have a flash of light, and he said with emotion and relief: "It's great to be able to come to Fengchi."
"Yeah."
Time passes little by little.
Under the leadership of Mei Gongyi, the people from Rokkang Yiyi and Fengzhong quickly became a group. They shared food, games, music, etc. with each other. They were even discussing where to go after the fight.
Soon, the time came to eight o'clock.
Feng's people arrived as promised.
In addition to Feng, they also brought many younger brothers.
There are far more people than they have.
Kyo Sosuke faced Mingtang and saw him blinking at him:
How about this generous gift?
Kyo Sosuke looked away and ignored him.
The two sides rushed forward without much exchange of greetings.
Their personal strength is very strong, and they had never thought that so many people would come from Feng Feng. They did not discuss the battle plan with each other, and they could only rely on them to figure it out during the battle.
Surprisingly, they cooperated quite well.
The top-notch people in Feng Chi and Liufang Yiyi restrained the most powerful people in Fengzhong.
Others, huddled together in twos and threes, formed a circle back to back, facing enemies from all directions.
Kyosuke stood in the outer circle, scanning everyone one by one to confirm that they could handle it.
Still the same, Lintang stood next to him, his eyes wandering among the unfamiliar faces in Fengzhong, as if there was no one that interested him.
Then, he looked at Kyosuke again and said, "You don't plan to stand here all the time."
Kyo Sosuke looked at Meitou as if he were an idiot, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, clicked on the game he had just downloaded yesterday, and started playing.
棪堂：.
Chen Tang was idle and glanced at it.
Mobile games are so boring.
Dust blocked Fen Shiya's figure.
So Tangtang couldn't help but take another look.
The movements of his hands seemed a bit fast.
Do you need such fast hand speed to play a game? Let him have a brief look at what he is playing?
Fudang couldn't help but tilt his head and looked at the screen of Kyo Sosuke's phone.
The first thing you see is a stick figure jumping and falling in the air. When it lands, a pit suddenly appears, and the stick figure quickly retreats a little.
! ! !
This reaction speed is so fast. I must have read the game guide in advance.
Fudang couldn't help but continue to look down, and saw that the stick figure, under the control of Kyo Sosuke, reacted quickly and avoided a series of sudden obstacles on the ground.
He imagined what would happen if he was the operator?
I'll definitely make it!
So after Kyo Sosuke's stick figure died unfortunately, he sneered and said:
"Let me come."
When Kyōsuke heard the ridicule from Goto, he pointed to the upper right corner of his screen, which showed 800 meters:
"This is my record."
Then he restarted the game and handed it to Lin Tang.
Watching the stickman commanded by Lintang accidentally hit a flying stone when he was about 400 meters away, he sneered back.
棪堂：.
Tangtang couldn't help but defend himself:
"This is my first time playing."
Kyo Sosuke took it calmly: "Me too."
"I don't believe it."
"You can choose levels in the game. You can choose any one and we will compare it."
"Where"
Kyosuke leaned over and clicked a few times on his phone. The level interface popped up. Only the current level was bright, and the others were all dark, but they were all selectable.
Levels first, it is indeed the first time for Kyo Sosuke to play.
But that doesn't mean he hasn't read the guide in advance.
Unwilling to admit defeat, Lin Tang stubbornly guessed.
There are more than a hundred levels.
He can't have read all the guides, right?
Just in case, he flipped back several pages, then picked a level in the lower left corner and clicked in.
"Come again!"
Surprisingly, he was only 100 meters ahead of himself. Lintang continued to challenge again without giving up.
"Change levels?"
"Change!"
"Come again!"
This time it was finally Kyo Sosuke's turn to say this. Next to him, Tangtang was very proud.
During the fight, the people in Rokkōichi stared dumbfoundedly at Kyo Sosuke and Hitou outside the field.
Enoki was used to the wind chimes next to him, and even explained:
"When Feng Chime and Feng were fighting in the past, Jing Ge and Chu Tang were watching from the sidelines."
"We are all used to it, and the people in Feng are probably used to it too."
Hearing these words, the people in Rokukōichi couldn't help but pay attention to the people who were closest to Shimosato Sosuke.
They do seem to be used to it. There are people who are obviously closer to Kyo Sosuke, but they still seek the distance and attack other people.
Six squares:
After the battle, everyone lay down on the ground.
Kyosuke: "Are you coming tomorrow?"
"Come."
In the end, the fight lasted for two weeks.
Every time they fought, Kyosuke and Endou were playing mobile games next to them. The stickman game they played on the first day had been cleared with all the levels thanks to their hard work.
After clearing the second level, Kyo Sosuke downloaded a new two-player game, which also tested the reaction speed of the two people, and instructed the person next to him to download the same game.
The two of them each took their mobile phones and started a new round of competition.
After the battle, the two of them put away their mobile phones without feeling satisfied.
Before leaving, Chen Tang waved his hand and said:
"Not coming tomorrow."
"Is he having fun?"
They both knew who he was.
"Of course."
After Feng's people left, Jing Cangsuke told the news to others. Those who had backaches from fighting every night almost jumped up with joy:
"It's finally over!"
"Feng's people are too resistant to beatings."
"What a coincidence, the people in Feng probably think so too."
"Hahahahaha."
"By the way, Brother Jing, what games are you and Tangtang playing during this time?"
Brother Jing took out his phone and showed the stickman game.
"Hey~ It looks like fun."
"What what?"
"This is the game."
"Ah, I know this, a famous and fun game."
"Brother Jing, can I play with your phone for a while?"
"Okay."
After a while, a howl resounded throughout the world:
"Who designed this game to take revenge on society?"
A bystander said: "It's tragic, it's so tragic. I haven't run more than 5 meters in such a long time."
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For a moment, everyone gathered around: "What, what, what?"
Soon after, people started wailing one after another.
On the other side, Nakamura walked up to Umenomiya: "To thank you for your help, I will treat you to dinner tomorrow night."
Ume Gongyi happily agreed and tried to be a guest: "Do you need my help? My cooking is very delicious ~"
Nakamura said with a dull face: "No, no need, we have a lot of chefs, it's enough."
Ume Gongyi was very sorry and said that if there was a chance, he could also help them cook.
Nakamura:.
(End of chapter)
The author says: Small Theater:
On the last day, Chantang carried the exhausted Fenshiya home as usual.
Fen Shiya, who was enjoying the fight, rarely thought of anything else in his mind. His fiery red eyes moved to the right, glanced at Fen Shiya's face next to him, and then moved back.
After a while, his eyes couldn't help but move again.
Tangtang paid full attention to Fenshiya, and he noticed his little movements from the beginning.
After confirming again and again that Fen Shiya had something to say to him, he finally couldn't help but speak, and met Fen Shiya's secretly looking eyes: "What's wrong? Do you have anything to say?"
Fen Shiya didn't hide away even if he was caught peeping: "You didn't seem to look at me during the recent fight."
Chen Tang stopped and stood there.
Fen Shiya has always only had eyes for fighting, especially during fights.
Unexpectedly, one day, he actually noticed me during a fight.
With excitement in his heart, Lintang's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll, and he let out a low laugh.
Oops!
Before he had time to hide, Fen Shiya punched Feng Tang in the face, causing Feng Tang to tilt his head. When he saw that the second punch was about to land on his face, he quickly made a serious face and apologized: "I was wrong!"
Seeing this, Fen Shiya took back his hand.
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