The Correct Strategy of Shirai Kuroko

"Huh?! Wang Cheng? Why is this kid looking for me? Wait! It can't be..."

Looking at the name of the caller's contact displayed on the screen of the phone, Chen Zixuan, who was going to accompany Miss Heizi and help Miss Heizi to watch at night, couldn't help but frowned deeply.

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It was night, around eight o'clock in the evening, a roadside stall selling barbecue and fried rice near the provincial hospital where Miss Heizi was...

"Burst! Reality! Crush! Spirit! Banish this world!"

call out--!boom! ! !

"Fucking old Xuan! Do you want to kill me?!"

In front of a dining table at a roadside stall, when a certain Chen Zixuan’s Two-dimensional old squad leader transcribed this embarrassing famous quote from the corner of Gada, countless passers-by looked at him like crazy While roaring out!An unopened beer bottle flew past the old monitor's head just like that!

And the one who threw the bottle of beer at the head of the two-dimensional old squad leader was the one whose head was still wrapped in gauze. Chen Zixuan, who was handed over by the old squad leader, was correct!

"If you dare to call you these two hundred and five words, I will go back to the hospital, really~ Every time I come out with you, I have an urge to run away, can't you not embarrass me? "

"...Cut! Alright~ I just don't shout~ You are a beautiful guy who doesn't understand Two-dimensional at all. By the way, you don't play games very much all day, and you don't watch anime TV very much. You watch International Express and Aren’t things like news boring? Or do you want to live a retirement life in advance? Or you should accept my preaching and successfully become our Two-dimensional comrade in arms! How about it?”

Hearing Chen Zixuan's use of the word 'leave' as a threat, Wang Cheng, an old squad leader who suffered from a second-year illness, had no choice but to suppress the strong second-year spirit in his heart for the time being, and sat down again with a dull expression on his face. Back on a plastic chair opposite Chen Zixuan.

At the same time, he also taught Chen Zixuan, who is not a homeboy, as usual.

"As far as the dream goes, how far do you go? As I said, I'm not interested in the things you play, unless..."

"Oh? Unless what?" After hearing Chen Zixuan's words, there was a turning point for him to successfully preach. Since college, he has always wanted to develop his friend who works together, who looks up and looks down, into a Two-dimensional Wang Cheng, who was discussing animation with home friends, couldn't help but shine at this moment!

However, Chen Zixuan's next answer made the hope of success in missionary work dim again in Wang Cheng's eyes...

"Unless that beautiful and dedicated female character in the Two-dimensional anime you like can travel to reality and come to me and marry me as my wife! I will believe your evil!"

"Cut! Sure enough, you are a social animal in the real world! It's hopeless!"

"You're the one who can't be saved? How old are you and still playing with these things? Tell me, why did you come to me this time?"

Chen Zixuan asked straight to the point, not wanting to continue talking to this friend in front of him, whose head was always on the universe channel.

And what about Wang Cheng, the old squad leader?After hearing his question, he didn't give a positive answer immediately, but started to ask about the injuries on his head and hands.

"Speaking of which, what happened to your head and hands?"

"I was hit by a car on the road today, and my foot was slightly sprained... By the way, did you just notice that I was wrapped in gauze?!"

"No~ I saw it just now, but I don't see anything wrong with you, so it's rare for me to ask... As for the reason for looking for you this time..."

At this point, Wang Cheng's tone paused, and at the same time that Wang Cheng's tone paused, Chen Zixuan frowned at this moment.

"Is it my uncle? Because of my absence from work today?"

"No, I came to you today because I wanted you to treat me to dinner..."

"...what?"

Wang Cheng shyly explained the reason why he came to find Chen Zixuan today, and the latter immediately had a dead fish eye on his face after a not too long reaction time.

"Uh...I...my money for this month...and...have spent on figures and peripherals again...so...can you treat me to a meal today...in ...lending me a little?" (scratches head and giggles)

"...Go away!" (with a disgusted expression)

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Chapter 37 Immature Advice

It was still the roadside stall. After Wang Cheng's hard work, Chen Zixuan finally agreed to invite Wang Cheng, the so-called [house], there may be a little guy with a little bit of secondary illness to solve his dinner tonight. question.

"Oh! I feel that the dark flame dragon in my body has been revived again because of the supplement of dark energy!"

"Dark Flame Dragon? Is it ink that came out after you masturbated? Wait... inside?"

In the middle of eating, Wang Cheng, who was holding a box of fried rice in his hand, couldn't restrain himself from the terminal illness called the second disease of the middle school, which is more or less common for creatures like "houses". Chen Zixuan who was eating a boxed lunch on the opposite side started to yell.

In the end, unexpectedly, he encountered a casual counterattack from Chen Zixuan, who had known him for many years and had unknowingly cultivated a good eloquence!

And the counterattack directly hit the key point represented by the word 'in vivo' in Wang Cheng's speech about the second illness!

Wang Cheng, who was so troubled that he was in the middle two, couldn't help but temporarily quit his second state at this moment, and began to retort to Chen Zixuan.

"What's in the body! Did I say that?! Did I just say the crotch?! The crotch!"

"Oh, crotch, I also have one, but it happens to be in the opposite camp with you. After all, you spray black."

"..."

Listening to Chen Zixuan's explosive words that burst out of his mouth as if nothing had happened, Wang Cheng, who was in the late stage of secondary illness, immediately changed into a look of "friends are gone", and he sat back in his seat with no interest , and began to silently wipe out the small half box of fried rice left in his box.

Actually, even though Chen Zixuan was following Wang Cheng's words and mocking him, but what he was thinking about was a certain Miss Heizi who was still lying in the hospital.

"Hey, old king."

"what?"

"I want to ask you something, don't you have a lot of research on loli?"