Chapter 1001 Yasaka Masao wants to vent!
Seeing that John Ayers Mackenzie had become weak, the doctor on the side quickly came forward to do a brief examination on John Ayers Mackenzie. His expression was not very good: "This is the end of the visit. That's it, please let him have a good rest."
Julian Mackenzie held the box in his hand and looked at John Ayers Mackenzie on the hospital bed. He didn't want to accept it. , there was no point in returning it. In the end, he had no choice but to listen to the doctor first and left the ward with the box handed to him by John Ayers Mackenzie.
However, when leaving the ward, Julian Mackenzie happened to run into Yang Hui who came to visit.
"You are...Mr. Yang Hui! Hello." Although Julian Mackenzie has left the circle of model battles, he still wants to read the news, even if he doesn't watch the news about the world competition of model battles. All news, but you still need to know a little bit about other news, such as Yang Hui, the chairman of PPSE Company and the organizer of the Model World Competition.
"Are you...Julian Mackenji?" Yang Hui asked, pretending to remember.
"Yes, it's an honor to be remembered by you." Julian Mackenzie bowed sincerely, not to mention that he has now isolated himself from the Model Battle World Series, Yang Hui is like this Any big shot would be excited if he could remember a nobody like him.
"Haha, I can still remember the number one in the Model Battle Academy and the most popular [celebrity] heir." Yang Hui said with a chuckle.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang Hui..." Julian Mackenzie was very ashamed when he heard this. He didn't expect that the other party thought so highly of him, but he left at that time.
"It doesn't matter, everyone has his or her own choice, whether it's [Celebrity] or model battle, you don't have to feel guilty about anyone. [Celebrity] is just a title, it's nothing." Yang Hui waved his hand and told Julian MacKenji not to pay attention.
"Thank you very much..."
"By the way, the current [Celebrity] is also your junior, named Yuki Tatsuya."
"What!? Tatsuya? Why!? "Julian Mackenzie found it difficult to understand. In his opinion, he loves models and model battles more than anyone else. He hopes to make more people fall in love with model battles through his own communication. How could Tatsuya Yuki accept it? The title of [Celebrity]?
That is Shura’s endorsement!
"You will know if you pay more attention to the news." Yang Hui smiled and did not explain for Yuki Tatsuya, "The... in your hand is a model?"
"Yes...yes..."
Seeing Julian Mackenji's entanglement, Yang Hui patted him on the shoulder and encouraged: "Come on, Tatsuya is very strong now, if you don't know clearly , let’s find out in the battle.”
“Yes, I understand, Mr. Yang Hui.”
Watching Yang Hui leave, Julian Mackenji felt even more entangled. point.
Yang Hui took Youlin to John Ayers Mackenzie's ward.
"Excuse me, old gentleman."
"Oh! Mr. Yang Hui actually came to visit me, an old man. I'm flattered." John Ayers Mackenzie said in surprise.
"The old gentleman is a contestant in the World Series. He is naturally concerned when he is sick, but..." Halfway through, Yang Hui glanced at the model magazine in John Ayers Mackenzie's hand, and Seeing John Ayers MacKenji's ruddy complexion and even breathing, as well as the embarrassed expressions of him, Lal and the doctor, he smiled jokingly.
"Um...ahem, this...that...I'm very sorry, Mr. Yang Hui, for making you worry." John Ayers MacKenji knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he hurriedly left He sat up on the hospital bed and apologized to Yang Hui, "I just want to take this opportunity to let my grandson rediscover his love for model battles."
John Ayers Mackenzie last night It's true that my heart is not feeling well, that's not a lie, but... it's not that serious, just take a pill and you'll be fine.
It’s just that John Ayers Mackenzie thought of his grandson, Julian Mackenzie, an amazing genius, but because of the scary name of [Celebrity], he gave up his favorite model battle, leaving John ·Ayres MacKenji is worried.
So, John Ayers Mackenzie wants to take this opportunity to let Julian Mackenzie regain his love for model battles, instead of living in confusion as he does now, and will surpass others. The talent is buried.
"Okay, I understand. Just have a good rest. I know how to deal with other things." Yang Hui smiled and nodded.
Yang Hui has no objection to letting Julian Mackenji replace John Ayers Mackenzie in the subsequent competition. On the one hand, there is indeed such a rule in the rules of the competition. If the contestants are due to force majeure, If you are unable to participate in subsequent competitions, you can designate someone else to participate in your place.
Although John Ayers Mackenzie is acting, the other party is 75 years old after all, and there must be some health problems. Even if Yang Hui doesn't allow it, the old man will go out and find a place to fall down. Pretend to be sick and become really sick.
On the other hand, John Ayers Mackenji really cannot be the opponent of Tatsuya Yuuki. It is now the semi-finals of the individual competition. If the opponent is killed instantly, the audience will not be happy. As the organizer of the competition , Yang Hui definitely doesn’t want to see this happen.
Although Julian Mackenzie has a three-year gap, his skills and potential are worthy of recognition. As an opponent of Tatsuya Yuuki, he may not be completely competent, but he is better than John Ayre. S. Mackenzie is so much better.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Yang Hui." John Ayers Mackenzie sincerely thanked him. No matter what the reason was for Yang Hui, as long as he could help his grandson return to the circle of model battles, it would be enough.
"Then I'll leave first, old gentleman, no need to send him off."
When he walked out of the ward, Yang Huiming didn't need to say anything at all, Yulin called and arranged everything. "You are becoming more and more competent." Yang Hui smiled slightly and said softly.
"After all, I am your secretary." Youlin also responded to Yang Hui with a gentle smile.
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On the other side, as the sun set, Julian Mackenzie sat on a bench facing the setting sun, with a look of helplessness on his face.
“You’re so cunning, Grandpa, you beg me like this, how can I refuse?”
In fact, the moment Julian Mackenzie arrived in the ward, he could tell that John Ayers Mackenzie was acting, but he didn't reveal it, and even cooperated in the performance.
But he really had no way to refuse John Ayers Mackenzie's request, especially since John Ayers Mackenzie threatened him with his own health.
"And the battle is tomorrow. I don't even know what model I am using..." As he said this, Julian MacKenji's eyes fell on John Ayers MacKenji. Give him the box, hesitate for a moment, pick it up and open it.
When he opened it and saw clearly what the model was inside, Julian Mackenzie's expression froze.
“This model is!”
The red-painted Gundam F91 is a bit worn, but still in good condition.
This is the work of Julian Mackenzie three years ago. It was also with this model that Julian Mackenzie won all the first places in the Model Battle Academy and became the most popular [ Celebrity] heir and Julian MacKenji's most important partner.
That year, he left the circle of model battles, abandoned this model at home, went on the road alone, and started a new life.
But I didn’t expect... After going around in a circle, I still returned to the circle that I once loved and have not completely let go of now. The companions who were abandoned by me returned to my hands once again, side by side with me. Combat.
Gently stroking the Gundam F91 and stroking his old friend, Julian Mackenzie smiled helplessly, put it away and left the hospital, thinking about finding some battles near the player village. Opponents try to find out how they felt back then.
But... it was a bit late. There were very few people wandering around outside at this time, and I really couldn't find a suitable opponent for a while.
At this moment, Shi Banzhensheng, who happened to be returning to the contestant village, came back. He saw Julian Mackenji holding his model and sitting alone in the lobby, helpless. He thought of something and stepped forward. ask.
“Can’t you find an opponent?”
“Are you?” Julian MacKenji looked at the young man in front of him doubtfully. He was a little impressed, but not much.
"My name is Masao Yasaka, and I am a top 16 player in the World Series." Masao Yasaka said, while taking out his Demon King Skeleton Gundam, "If you don't mind, I can be your opponent. ”
"Is that okay?" Julian MacKenji confirmed happily.
This is really when sleepiness comes and meets the pillow. I am struggling to find a suitable opponent, and the top 16 players of the World Series are here. This is the most suitable experience package...ah! rival.
"Of course, I haven't played for a while, and I'm a bit itchy." Yasaka Masao agreed. After his game, he just watched the competition of the promoted players, and his hands were already itchy.
And... the road to pursuing Miki-chan was arduous and long, and Yasaka Shino, who was frustrated, also wanted to find someone to vent to.
“Thank you for your help.”
"But..." As he spoke, Yasaka Shino noticed the Gundam F91 in Julian Mackenzie's hand, and approached it with a puzzled look on his face, "...What's wrong with this model? The joints seem to be very worn."
"Because it's been used for a long time." Julian Mackenzie replied awkwardly, feeling a little ashamed of his model. He was going to use it to fight tomorrow, but he hadn't even done the simplest maintenance. , it is necessary to use it for battle.
Regarding this explanation, Masaki Yasaka didn’t say anything. Anyway, he was very confident. The top 16 in the world were not just for fun, and he was confident that he had not met Reiji and Iori Makoto in the first round. The ranking should be closer.
So...
When they arrived at the battle room, the two started the battle directly.
It only took less than 5 minutes for Yasaka Masao to go from being full of confidence and full of desire to vent, to solemnly preparing for the match, to then to kneeling down in disbelief and frustration.
(End of this chapter)