Through the voice of the king of the net drifting

Saya Otowa is really the same as Fuji, a kind of freak, but when did it happen?He seems to have missed a lot of days when he went to Germany, and he, in the recent time, has lost and flustered more than he can control himself

Also, instinctively, he rejects this feeling. His life is walking according to the established pattern, and special accidents seem to be out of it. But he has never had this strange feeling. He remembers those eyes, but When I looked at the quiet face of the girl sitting on the sofa, I felt a pain in my heart

she is ignoring and he is silent

The distance between the two of them suddenly became extremely far away, he and her are at the other end of the world, he is no longer familiar with her, and she is no longer following him

Unknowingly, his dislike for her has quietly disappeared without a trace, maybe it started a long time ago, from seeing the photo of Yuan Yuandu, from the time when Lu Lu heard the song. , or from the time I met her again, bit by bit, I don’t see the shadow of the past

She has already changed everyone's opinion of her, so, he seems to have changed his mind too.

It's just that when the sun fades and time goes by, many of them can no longer go back. How can the broken youth jump up again, and when you touch it again, your fingertips are as cold as water

Is this the feeling of upset, is this the feeling of sadness, and this, is it the feeling of heartbeat?

It is strange that he has already realized some kind of hazy feeling, but his footsteps still stop at the same place. Zeng Jin, the past, gradually moved away, leaving only a pale gray shadow, until a certain day of a certain year, he saw A ray of sunshine is extinguished in the thin cracks, a bit desolate

"Tezuka, what are you thinking? It's your turn, the last game." Fuji's gentle voice came, pulling him back from the space of another dimension. He saw Keigo Atobe sitting in front of the computer, confident look at him

"It's okay." Tezuka shook his head, his slender eyes were as cold as ice and snow, yes, it's his turn, and he doesn't want to lose Qingxue, or himself, neither wants to lose

Sitting in front of the computer, the two began to jump back and forth, left, right, and attack as if the characters on the screen were injected with life. This is actually a very simple game. Once you master the essentials, it is easy to play. It is nothing more than left and right, forward and backward Finally, the attack has coordination and eyesight, is the key to success

"Tezuka doesn't seem like someone who can hit this, he seems to have never touched it before?" Qian Yangyang's silver mirror of the notebook in his hand flashed a white light

"Indeed, it's not like something he can do?" Fuji replied with a smile

And everyone in the ice emperor also looked at Keigo Atobe, who was very familiar with the operation.

"Ninjazu, Atobe shouldn't be someone who likes to play this kind of game, he should think that this kind of fighting game will be very childish?" The question on Xiang Riyi's face, based on his understanding of him, is indeed the case Yes, but, how could he do it? Besides, he played very well. Could it be that Atobe played it secretly, so I can’t tell. He is not such a person

"He really doesn't like it, and he has never played it before. I'm afraid he has been watching and observing since the beginning, and he just learned it." He held his feet and raised his eyes, his voice was smooth and elegant

Even Tezuka should be these two people, it's really scary

"No, just learned it?" Xiang Ri almost fell down, and he learned too fast

Yin Yu calmly drank the drink in his hand, they shouldn't be surprised, this is the difference between a genius and an ordinary person However, these two people are sitting on the computer and playing this kind of game, indeed, it doesn't look like their style

According to Keigo Atobe's words, it's not too gorgeous, so what are they still arguing about now?

In the blink of an eye, half an hour has passed, and Keigo Atobe and Kunimitsu Tezuka are still sitting in front of the computer, with a drop of sweat dripping from their foreheads from time to time

And the outcome on the screen is still undecided