The whole world knows that I crossed

Something, that ate all of this...?

Listening to Qiao Wen's description, Bawei's complexion gradually became a little weird.

He obviously thought of something, but he seemed unsure of his guess.

Qiao Wen is only responsible for providing his own discoveries. As for what Ba Wei can associate with his discoveries, that is beyond his control.

There was no talk all the way, without Qiao Wen's participation, but there were daily chats of tennis teenagers as the topic, and the barrage continued to fly by itself, until they arrived at the destination. The teenagers got off one by one, and various discussions in the barrage It's still going on, and it's a bit unfinished.

Qiao Wen's memory is not wrong, and Hiji's family really runs the dojo.

The bus that the tennis boys took stopped at the entrance of the Hiyoshiya Dojo, and the head of the tennis department, Keigo Atobe, was holding a gift that someone had prepared for someone who didn’t know when, and was very polite and obviously waiting for them at the door A young man who arrived talked for a few words, and then followed the young man with his companions into the dojo.

Qiao Wen and the three of them naturally followed along.

The dojo of the Hiyoshi family occupies a very large area. In addition to the main body of the dojo, there are also many Japanese-style garden landscaping. Under the leadership of the youth who led the way, a group of teenagers from the tennis club detoured from one side of the dojo and passed through a road. The long and winding corridor leads to the private house belonging to the Hiyoshi family at the back of the dojo.

"Ah Ruo has always been in good health and rarely gets sick, so once he gets sick, it is usually not easy to recover in a short period of time."

The young man who led the way led the crowd to the main entrance of the house, and explained Rijiruo's physical condition to them.

"This morning, the doctor was invited to give him a fever-reducing injection and an infusion. After lunch, he fell asleep. I don't know if he has woken up now, but if he knows that all of you have come to visit him, he will be very happy. .”

As the young man said, he had already led everyone into the entrance, and after everyone had changed their indoor shoes, he led them through the long wooden corridor to Rijiruo's room.

"Ah Ruo? Are you awake? Your teammates are here to visit."

The young man reached out and knocked on Rijiruo's room, and waited for a hoarse response from inside, then opened the door, made a gesture of invitation to the boys in the tennis club, and stood up when everyone had entered Rijiruo's room. Outside the door, he showed a hearty smile to the boy who had just sat up from the futon inside:

"Ah Ruo, treat the guests well."

After finishing speaking, he closed the door considerately, leaving the space for Rijiruo and the teenagers in the tennis club.

As early as when the young man was talking, Qiao Wen and the others quickly followed everyone into the room. Fortunately, Rijiruo's room was very spacious. Even if seven or eight teenagers from the tennis club were seated, there was still a lot of room to spare. Otherwise, if you have to squeeze together with so many people in a very small space, Ba Wei's face may not be very good-looking.

"Riji, are you so seriously ill?"

Originally thinking that his teammate had just a small cold, and it should be nothing serious, Xiang Riyueren looked at the abnormally flushed cheeks in front of him, his eyes were different from the usual proud and fierce, but a slightly lax Hiyoshi, and his tone was rare with a little caution.

Just as Rijiruo was about to speak, he coughed twice involuntarily. After coughing with his face turned away, he turned around and said in a hoarse voice:

"It's not a big deal, Senior Xiang Qian."

"Wow, your voice is so dumb that it's not a big deal?!"

Xiang Riyue was almost terrified by his hoarse voice.

"Lie down and rest, you are a patient, even Atobu will not care about your rudeness at this time."

After speaking, he secretly glanced at Atobe, and seeing that the latter didn't respond, he gestured to Hiyoshi to urge him to lie down with peace of mind.

Riji hesitated for a moment, but still said: "No, I've been lying down for a day, so I'd better sit for a while."

Seeing that he persisted, Xiang Riyue could not force him down, so he sat beside his partner and looked at the furnishings in the room curiously.

At the same time, in Qiao Wen's live broadcast room, the barrage opened again:

"Wow, this sick and beautiful boy! Does Hiyoshi still have such a soft side? Okay, I can do it again!"

"I knew someone could do it again, you guys who are different and want to change!"

"No, has anyone noticed? Hiji's eyes are so dazed, isn't it too different from the original image? What is this? The contrast is cute under the sickness debuff?"

"Because he doesn't wear glasses, right? I remember it was mentioned in the formula book or some fanbook. He usually wears contact lenses or myopia glasses. He probably doesn't wear glasses now, so his eyes look a little hazy?"

"Raise your hand with myopia, I think so too."

"By the way... Has anyone noticed? Qiao Xiaoer and Bawei didn't talk? What's going on?"

"Bawei has been offline for a long time, and I miss him a little bit."

"And Yato too! This is obviously the second part of the Tanling live broadcast, right? Why is it broadcasting, and the theme seems to have become the prince's daily life?"

"2333333 I just wanted to complain, but whether it's Tan Ling or the prince's daily life, I don't have any opinions."

"That's right. Anyway, as long as it's a live broadcast in the Two-dimensional world, even if it's a live broadcast of the boring swing practice of Natsume's class cat teacher sleeping tennis princes? I think I can watch it with gusto..."

"Relish+1"

……

……

Qiao Wen looked at the speeches of the netizens, and suddenly felt that his thoughts a while ago might have gone astray.

He thought that there were no emergencies or other two-dimensional characters' daily live broadcasts, and basically no one would want to watch them, but because Ba Wei would appear occasionally, did everyone really want to watch them?

In fact, after the two live broadcasts by Yahara and his party, Yato and Natsume were on the scene, and now there are very few statements in the live broadcast barrage and Weibo comments that question Qiao Wen's identity as a time traveler.

What made him feel even more subtle was that some time after his live broadcast started, there was a bullet screen saying that he was reposted by the animation official on Weibo.

Qiao Wen felt that this seemed to be some kind of signal—a signal sent from the air by his favorite "trading partner".

However, he is not completely sure yet, so he still needs to wait and see.

But he felt that maybe the number and duration of his live broadcasts could be slightly adjusted in the future—even if he didn’t have the reputation of time-traveling, Qiao Wen used to do manual live broadcasts, and his popularity index is actually not low. Of course, he can’t broadcast live time-traveling with him. Compared to now, no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it is still meat. In order to save up the huge cross-border express fee that may arise in the future, Qiao Wen felt that it was necessary for him to plan ahead.

While thinking about some random thoughts, Qiao Wen heard Ba Wei suddenly smiled slightly.

How should I put it, this laughter is just like the chuckle Qiao Wen heard from Bawei on the night they first met, full of fun, novelty and faint...expectation?

Qiao Wen subconsciously looked at Ba Wei, and saw that he was looking at him in the same way, then raised a finger and tapped it on his lips:

"Shh."

Qiao Wen: ...

Fine.

You can't make a sound without saying a word.

He stretched out his hand to zip the zipper around his mouth, and when he turned around, he saw Yato with a dazed look on his face.

Bawei shook his head at them, motioning to keep quiet and just wait.

So next, the three of them became the most quiet and competent spectators, watching a harmonious and loving internal visit activity of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club. I stayed in Hiji’s room for nearly two hours, and chatted with him about today’s training and what happened in school (the barrage was surprised again that the princes were as keen on school gossip as ordinary middle school students), and then I saw Hiji a little Looking sleepy, he thoughtfully offered his farewell.

It was the young man who was responsible for sending the boys away.

But this time, Qiao Wen and the three of them did not follow.

After the boys from the tennis club walked out of the house under the leadership of the young man, and Hiyoshi also lay down in bed again after his teammates left, and soon fell asleep under the influence of the cold, Bawei took Qiaowen and Yato away from the house of the boy Hiyoshi. Room, stand still in the quiet corridor.

"So what did you find?"

Finally able to ask, Yato couldn't wait to be the first to speak.

Ba Wei ignored him, but looked at Qiao Wen in a blink of an eye:

"Remember that little girl you met in the dream world?"

Of course Qiao Wen remembered, "You mean Xiaoling?" He frowned suspiciously, "This matter has something to do with her...?"

No way, isn't Xiaoling a monster who can only walk in the dream world?

How can it have the ability to affect the real world?

Ba Wei shook his head, "No, it's her companion."

"Aren't you curious where she got the filth, and where did she get those pieces of jade?"

Bawei's footsteps became heavier, and he stepped on the wooden floor under his feet:

"The answer is right here."

He looked up at Qiao Wen, with an indescribable interest in his eyes:

"It's right here."

No matter whether it is filthy smell or broken jade fragments full of strange entanglement power.

The girl named Xiao Xun got it all from here.

No, to be more precise...

Bawei looked into the depths of the deep corridor:

"Aren't you ready to come out?"

His tone was slightly cold.

Qiao Wenwen and Yetou were startled when they heard the words, they subconsciously looked towards the end of the corridor, and saw a figure slowly... emerged from the dark shadow at the corner...