The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The setting sun casts a layer of caramel-colored glow on the transparent glass of the stadium, and the red glow outside is like a brocade.

Xue Meng and Xiaolong walked around the huge gymnasium. At this time, there was no one in the gymnasium. The training was over, and only the incandescent lights in the equipment room were still on.

One person and one dragon looked at each other and walked towards the equipment room.

They saw Mo Ran in junior high school, probably because he was only in the first year of junior high school, and his poor family did not provide him with sufficient nutrition, so naturally, the child still did not grow taller.He is not much different from the image he saw in the noodle shop. Mo Ran's thin body is covered in a sack-like school uniform, dirty black hair hangs down his cheeks, and he has a ghostly and inconspicuous little devil's head.

Mo Ran, the little ghost, turned his back to them, and was sitting cross-legged on the ground, sorting out the badmintons that the students had used up.

"Why is he alone?" Xue Meng wondered, "Don't other people help?"

Xiaolong flipped through the guide and frowned: "Well, they just played a badminton match with their opponent in the afternoon, and they lost badly... The other team members agreed that Mo Ran was holding them back, so they threw him away. Here to organize the equipment for everyone..."

After reading it, I couldn't help being speechless: "Wow, this is too miserable."

As Xue Meng, the proud son of heaven, he has never experienced this kind of feeling of taking the blame, so he was stunned for a while, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and finally realized it.

"Damn it!" he said angrily, "What a mess! Finding problems with one person after losing the game? Are these people's heads caught by the door?!"

"I admire your majesty, Xiao Xue Meng." Xiao Zhulong said, "But our current task seems to be to open the main storyline of encountering the heroine for Mo Ran?"

"I admire your ruthlessness, four-legged insect." Xue Meng rolled his eyes, and went over to study with Xiaolong this time the heroine who can be attacked this time.

On this game node, there are a total of three female characters that can be activated.

"One is Yao Lan, a senior who is two years older than Mo Ran."

"Then you're about to graduate." Xiao Zhulong shook his head, "No, there are too many unstable factors."

"You're right." Xue Meng squinted his eyes and looked at the next one, "The second one is called Rong Yan, this...fuck? This is the teaching director???"

Xiaozhulong was stunned: "Can Mo Ran attack the teaching director?"

"She's 36 years old! He's only 13 years old! This isn't a relationship between siblings, it's a relationship between aunt and nephew!"

Amidst their yelling, a big red cross suddenly appeared on the guide, followed by a line of crooked and shy words:

"ORZ, I'm sorry, I made a mistake in my calculation, this can't be cleared."

Little Candle Dragon: "..."

Xue Meng: "So this guide is really not artificial intelligence, but artificial mental retardation?"

The guide shyly and hastily erased the words about Rong Yan, because he erased too quickly, and even accidentally erased half of Yao Lan's photo.

"There is only the last one left." Xue Meng turned a page down, "This one, Luo Xianxian."

According to the guidebook, Luo Xianxian is the class flower of Mo Ran's class, and she is very popular among boys. Moreover, she has a gentle personality and a noble character. She is never proud of her beauty and has a very kind heart.

"Okay, okay, that's it." Xue Mengdao, "I'm going to be heartbroken if I praise it any more, perfect man and wife."

"That's for you." Xiaozhulong is well-informed, "Some men have unique tastes, and they like women who are abnormally spicy. 10cm high heels are not enough, 1cm less, flaming red lips, small leather whips, and tight-fitting sunglasses and military caps Yi, when he gets angry, he slaps not even half of his face, but the kind that slaps evenly from left to right."

Xue Meng commented: "I'm afraid you are talking about a senior VIP member of the s (cough) m club."

Whether Mo Ran is this kind of VIP member, they don't know.

But they happily reached a consensus on the point that Luo Xianxian has a better chance of winning than Yao Lan.

Raiders start.

"Try my best to delay Mo Ran in the equipment room until the beginning of self-study at six o'clock in the evening." Xue Meng read, "And ensure that Mo Ran's image at that time was very miserable."

"anything else?"

Xue Meng carefully read the guide three or four times: "No more."

"That's it?" Xiaolong asked in surprise.

"That's it." Xue Meng closed the book.

Dragon poked his head out to look at the wall clock on the wall: "It's almost five o'clock now, and it's just an hour to delay him, so we can talk about it."

The two of them rolled up their sleeves and did it as soon as they said it. It shouldn't be too simple to delay time.They stared at Mo Ran's movements, and cast a spell when Mo Ran finally beat the racket and put it on the shelf. The shelf began to shake, and then fell down unreasonably with an anti-human movement.

The ping-pong volleyball fell to the floor amidst the chaotic bombardments.

Ink burning: "..."

Looking at the little guy's involuntarily widened black eyes, the eyes of a dog when it is injured.Xue Meng and Xiao Zhulong couldn't help but feel a strong sense of guilt.

But they still firmly believe that what they do is not wrong.

Mo Ran hurriedly rearranged the sports equipment that had fallen on the floor - he had very neat hands and feet, and it didn't take long to put those things back in place, even though he was tired and sweaty, and his wet lips were slightly opened and closed , still a little breathless.

But I have to admit that he is really talented in tidying up.

Xue Meng stared dumbfounded at how quickly he put the last dropped ping pong ball back into the barrel and stuffed it into the corner. The entire cleaning process took only 15 minutes.

"..." Xue Meng swallowed his throat, and bumped into Xiaolong with his arm, "Come again."

So Mo Ran watched the equipment rack as if he had been caught by an evil spirit, and fell down for the second time inexplicably.

"........."

Then came the third time, the fourth time...

They looked at the tired and weak figure of Mo Ran chasing the ball and running all over the field. They were sweaty and their eyes were dazed and at a loss. Put it back in place.

But the rack still always collapses at the last moment.

In the end, Mo Ran stood blankly in front of the shelf, his eyes were a little wet and wronged - he probably took this as a senior joke set by some classmate to tease him.

He was holding the basketball, his thin and lonely figure looked embarrassed and helpless.

Xue Meng's conscience has been broken to the extreme, and he can't stand it anymore: "We are like bad people."

Little Candle Dragon covered his mung bean eyes with his fat dragon claws, and howled, "No. Only you are the bad guy, and I'm just a bad dragon, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" I'm just a bad dragon."

It was five minutes to six.

Mo Ran was panting again and arranged the equipment rack that was four times taller than him, and got down from the ladder.

This time, he stood hesitantly in front of the shelf and waited for more than ten seconds.

No movement.

Did not pour.

After more than ten seconds, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around with heavy steps, and prepared to leave the equipment room.

However, where he couldn't see, Xue Meng and Xiaolong had already quarreled.

"You come!"

"No! I came here just now!"

"I've pushed shelves a lot more than you!"

"I don't want it! I can't bear it! I feel like I'm bullying my classmates!"

"Then can I get by?!"

Three minutes to six.Seeing that Mo Ran was about to go out, the mission would soon fall short, and Xue Meng was willing to go out. With the courage of closing his eyes and stamping for a long time, he gritted his teeth and ruthlessly raised his hand and hit the equipment shelf.

Rumbling--

The shelves were full of things, even the shelves themselves fell to the ground, and a cloud of dust was raised under the lights.It fell more thoroughly than ever before.

Whether it is the transparent Xue Meng and Xiaolong, or the little Mo Ran who shrinks his neck at the door and turns back in fear.

All were stunned.

"...But it's finally past 6 o'clock, isn't it?"

Afterwards, Xiaolong took a long time to appease Xue Meng's heart that was torn apart as the shelf collapsed.

"Oh, this is not your original intention, you see, the heaven will send a great mission to the people..."

Xue Meng still covered his face, squatting next to Mo Ran, biting his lip and silently arranging his equipment: "Shut up."

Xiaolong shut up.

But after a while, Xue Meng heard its loud voice again: "Hey! Hey, look-"

Xue Meng: "Shut up!"

Xiaolong: "Luo Xianxian is here!!"

Xue Meng raised his head suddenly, but saw Luo Xianxian's plump and graceful figure appeared outside the slightly opened door in the yellow light that was not dazzling in the gymnasium. She pushed the door open, and there was a pair of slender white and tender legs under the pleated skirt of the school uniform. The sneakers step on the plastic floor, and the footsteps are light like a mermaid from the deep sea.

St.Light.drop.Pro! !

Xue Meng only has these four words in his head.

Tears welled up in his eyes.Very good!He finally doesn't have to push equipment shelves against his conscience anymore! !For this reason, he would give Luo Xianxian ten points for his appearance! !

"Ink burning?" Luo Xianxian opened her mouth, her voice was gentle and sweet, like orange blossoms in summer.

Xue Meng and Xiao Zhulong looked at each other and wept, both felt that Mo Ran's gay career was finally saved.

Classmate Ban Hualuo quickly followed the light to the equipment room, sideways and cautiously poked into half of his face, seeing that Mo Ran was still busy, he couldn't help but widen his beautiful eyes.

"Hey... why is it so messy?"

When the ink burned, she saw that it was her, and sighed: "The shelf is down."

"The teacher asked me to ask you to go back to study at night." Luo Xianxian walked into the equipment room and looked around, "...Let me help you, hurry up, both of you, and go back together after finishing."

The ink burned for a moment, and then sweat dripped from the eyelashes and dripped into the eyes.

He wiped it frantically, and muttered gratefully, "Thank you."

"What a wonderful start." Little Candle Dragon was very moved.

"It's gratifying." Xue Meng was very emotional.

Two adolescent boys and girls were busy helping each other in the dimly lit small room. The pleated skirts fluttered gently with the footsteps, and the boys held volleyballs one after another and handed them to them standing on the scaffolding. A beautiful girl tidying up equipment.

"Wooooow." Little Candle Dragon burst into tears, "Human love is so cute."

Xue Meng rarely agrees, probably because it was facilitated by him: "It is indeed pure and innocent, and it moves me."

The two classmates climbed up and down, but Xue Meng was too ruthless at the end, and the mess in the room was cleaned up slower than ever before. They worked hard for more than an hour and still haven't cleaned it up.

So, it's time for the gym to close.

When the footsteps of the students on duty came from outside the door, Xue Meng and Xiao Zhulong were still immersed in their joy and couldn't extricate themselves.

Until they turned their heads and saw a handsome senior walking in holding a slate and wearing a badge.

Xue Meng: "..."

Little Candle Dragon: "..."

They found their smiles frozen like sunbaked shit, and each other's mouths opened involuntarily into an O shape.

"This is that..." Xue Meng's voice was dry.

Xiaozhulong simply screamed: "It's that Chu Wanning!!"

Chu Wanning walked into the smoky equipment room, fortunately he was so calm at a young age, he just frowned when he saw the room after the tsunami: "What's going on?"

Mo Ran turned his head, a pair of eyes were very bright, with moisture after excessive exercise.

Tidying up things with Luo Xianxian made him relaxed and happy, so he naturally smiled brightly at the senior he had never met, with dimples on his cheeks.

"Things fell on the floor, I'm sorting out. If the senior wants to close the door, you have to wait a little longer."

Chu Wanning sighed, put down the record board in Xue Meng and Xiao Zhulong shaking their heads together, and walked into the small room where there were only one man and one woman.

Although the senior has a poker face, he has a good heart: "I will help you."

Luo Xianxian smiled and said, "That would be great. Thank you senior."

Xiaolong and Xue Meng roared in unison: "Thank you for being a big-headed ghost!!!!!"

Because Xue Meng's last elbow hit the cabinet frame too hard, the butterfly flapped its wings, and the fate was changed again.

When they came to see the results 20 years later with the fate jumping machine, they found tragically that Mo Ran, who had become the president of the school's investment, and the current teaching director (this is why the guide was wrongly calculated, it included the teaching director and the current teaching director) Chu teaching director confused), chatting in the stands of the gymnasium back then.

It's still past six o'clock, and it's still the evening when the clouds are like a sea of ​​red maples.

There were no people in the empty gymnasium. They were sitting in the stands, and only two weekly students were mopping the floor. The stadium had already been expanded and refurbished, and it was several times the size of when they were in school.They are at one end, and the cleaning students are at the other end. The distance is too far, and there are only two unidentified shadows left.

"Where's Luo Xianxian?" Xiao Zhulong didn't give up, and asked tremblingly with a glimmer of hope.

Xue Meng chose to remain silent.

Because he saw Mr. Mo holding Teacher Chu's hand in an inconspicuous place.

Later, even when no one was paying attention, Mo Ran leaned over and kissed Chu Wanning's cheek quickly and gently.

Oh shit.

...start all over again! ! !

If I don't believe it, I'm hopeless! ! !

So they once again used the jump machine to come to another turning point in the game.

"Where is this time?"

Little Candle Dragon asked angrily and impatiently before he could stand still.

Xue Meng was as angry and unwilling as it was. He quickly looked around and made a precise judgment: "It seems that the age is relatively early. It is estimated that Mo Ran only went to kindergarten at this node. I am afraid that the gender consciousness is not clearly divided. It is a good opportunity to change the ending of the game. .”

"...so where the hell are we?"

Xue Meng raised his finger to the left at three o'clock, and accurately read the small round characters on the entrance gate: "Teasing you to play in the children's theme park."

Little Candle Dragon is gearing up, his whole body seems to be shrouded in golden light full of fighting spirit, and his eyes are spitting fire: "Okay! The playground is a gathering place for sweet little girls. This time, we must give Mo Ran Raiders a perfect target. Can't fail!"

But Xue Meng was not as impulsive as before. From the first two failures, he summed up some experience, so before starting work, he narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then raised his head.

"I'm wondering if we should change the strategy this time."

"What?" Little Candle Dragon raised his beard, "What do you mean?"

Xue Mengdao: "Before we all failed in the appearance of Chu Wanning, I have a bad feeling, even this time we still triggered the heroine line, but the Chu Wanning branch line will still be triggered at a certain point in time .He seems to have a special fate with Mo Ran, just like the bug in this game."

Xiaolong flicked his tail unhappily: "It's not fate for them, it's like buy one get one free shampoo in the supermarket."

"That's right." Xue Meng said, "Imagine, if we worked so hard to attract beautiful girls according to the strategy, but because of some reasons for killing thousands of swords, Chu Wanning 'coincidentally' passed by again..."

Xiaolong rolled Mung Dou's eyes and thought about it for a second, then let out a heart-piercing scream: "Then it's fucking over!"

Xue Meng patted his thigh: "That's right! It's all fucking over!"

"So what should we do?"

As a schoolmaster who has the courage to abandon books and create new ways to play, Xue Meng hesitated and said: "So I think, this time we will not only trigger the heroine, but also prevent the npc Chu Wanning from coming!"

The little dragon immediately clapped his hands in a face-saving manner. After clapping for a while, he found that he was still a little dazed, so he stretched out his short claws and tried to scratch his head.It's a pity that the claws are too short to scratch the forehead at all.

Xue Meng glanced at it, and raised his hand kindly to help his little friend scratch its head.

The little candle dragon who was comforted snorted cheerfully and asked, "Your plan is very good, but there is a problem. We are not programmers, and we don't know if Chu Wanning will appear or when. Will appear."

"I've thought about this a long time ago." Xue Meng grinned, "Let's stand still this time and let the ink burn freely to see how he will meet Chu Wanning. If he doesn't meet the last Well, if there is any possibility of them meeting, we must pay close attention when we are actually attacking, and try our best to avoid this from happening."

Xiaolong was probably very comfortable being served by Xue Meng's massage, or it really appreciated the idea, or both.

Anyway, in the end it slammed its mouth and praised sincerely: "You are right, you are really outstanding."

So the two friends happily reached a consensus in this way——

They decided to stand still in this game. First, let's see how Chu Wanning and Mo Ran met in this playground.