"Because of the Bump Contest?"

"!"

Seeing Delia's surprised expression, Qiu confirmed his thoughts and tilted his head to look at her.

A gust of wind blew, raising their long hair.

Delia looked at Qiu, who was shrouded in gray shadows against the light, with blond hair flying, a worried face reflected in her blue eyes, and a helpless smile on her lips.

Delia swallowed, and brushed her messy milky white hair behind her ears.

"Will Xiaoqiu come back?"

""

The wind blew again, and Delia looked at Qiu's trembling lips, but couldn't hear a sound, her heart trembled and her pupils dilated.

Here again, that anxiety, that flustered.

torment.

Eh?

There was a burst of coolness from the back, which seemed to relieve the feeling of depression. It was that... strange totem.

"Delia." Qiu's words echoed in Delia's ears again.

"...Yes." Delia quickly responded from her gaffe just now.

"If I can't come back, you and Jin will come to me." After speaking, a sweet smile burst out.

Seeing this sweet smile, Delia breathed a sigh of relief. The helpless smile of the dead just now must have been an illusion.

"it is good."

Doomed to sleepless nights...

>>>

"Can you do it?" Jin urged anxiously as he watched Delia trembling with her right hand holding the pencil and not writing for a long time.

"Shut up!" Delia retorted unconvincedly, and then continued to stare at the white paper with a serious expression, "Art takes time, how can it be so fast."

Hearing Delia's words, Jin nodded his head, "Indeed, art takes time, but..." Then his tone changed, "Isn't it so troublesome for you to copy a map?"

Delia twitched the corners of her lips when she was told about her pain, and turned her head to Jin fiercely, "How about you draw."

As if feeling murderous, Jin rushed back a few steps, and waved his hand quickly, "No, no, you should do this kind of thing."

Delia turned her eyes from Jin's face back to the torn map on the table again, clamped the pencil between her lips and nose, sighed, and began to write.

This matter started a week ago——

It has been three years since Qiu participated in the Bump Contest, and the new Bump Contest has started again.

When Delia heard the news, Gray had already boarded the first spaceship to the Bump Contest, and entrusted Delia to her swordsmanship teacher.

Seeing the fencing teacher holding a flower rope for her to untie, Delia cried for the first time.

This counts...was left behind?

The swordsmanship teacher is a miner in his early fifties. He has been on the planet Dengalu all his life. He also knows about the Bump Contest. After all, every three years, there are always a few juniors who participate in it. In the end, no one came back.

Participating in the competition is undoubtedly going to death.

Looking at Delia whose face was covered with big teardrops, he knelt down on one knee to be level with her, and wrapped the red flower rope around Delia's hand.

Delia stopped crying and stared blankly at the fencing teacher.

I saw him caressing his head with his callused hands, and Delia saw the expression on his face that he wanted to comfort but didn't know what to say.

Delia looked down at the red rope in her hand, bit her lip, and as if she had made up her mind, moved the red rope flexibly through her fingertips, and then held it up to the swordsmanship teacher.

Seeing the puzzled look on the fencing master's face, Delia's tear-filled face showed a warm smile like the sun, "Untie it."

I'm going to... Bump Contest.

upset.

There was a burst of coolness from the totem on the back.

""

quivering lips, what did I say then?

I just remember that the swordsmanship teacher nodded reluctantly.

Really, the teacher is such an adult, why not only like to turn the flower rope, but also cry.

It must have been a decision made after inner struggle.

thanks……

……

"Delia? What are you in a daze for?" Jin blinked and looked at Delia.

Pretty... blue.

"I was wondering if Papa would beat me to death if Papa knew that I had kidnapped his daughter-in-law together." Delia was talking nonsense seriously, but seeing Jin's bewildered expression, she knew that he must not understand. .

What should I do? The person I want to molest doesn't understand that I'm molesting him, and I feel overwhelmed.

Ignoring Jin, Delia continued to copy the map.

As for the map, after Delia learned that Jin You went to the Bump Contest map, she went to him in a hurry, and then the two squeezed together to look at it, pushing left and right, and it was torn apart with a "crash". Two halves, so had to glue them back together.

Of course, the troubles were not over yet. Delia was drinking milk and was waiting for the glue to dry, but Jin, who ran over to see the progress, failed to stop the car and hit her, spilling the milk all over the map.

Delia: Bastard Kim, do you know that this is the last bottle of milk for labor and capital!

Jin: ... Isn't the point the map?

Looking at the map that was gradually taking shape under her pen, Delia seemed to have returned to the days of drawing fanmanga, but the memories of the picture were swept away in an instant.

Ah, so again.

Delia sighed helplessly, as long as she thought of something old, her brain would be formatted instantly.

"Okay, it's done." Delia put away her pen and stretched her waist, "Please call me Soul Painter Delia."

Jin looked at the map with a weird painting style, and couldn't help but feel deeply: So how did you manage to change your sister's graffiti style into a realistic style? !

Delia: It looks like you haven't drawn a map in our Tianchao geography class.

Jin: Is there such an operation? ? ?

In short, the map problem was solved, and Delia and Jin set off like this.

……

But the road is like two people, even if there is a map, they are still lost, and not only lost, Delia and Jin are also lost.

This is embarrassing, the map is in Jin's hands.

Looking at the few interstellar common currencies provided by the swordsmanship teacher in her pocket and the only bottle of water and two breads left in her backpack, Delia instantly had the illusion of being abandoned by the whole world.

Sure enough, God is jealous of talents!

"At this time, I have to ask others for directions..." Delia muttered softly, looking at the strange planet with people coming and going, she immediately scratched her hair in distress.

But... what should I do? I'm embarrassed to ask the exit!

The author has something to say: this chapter may be a bit boring emmmmm

But I'm finally going to write about the Bump Contest

This is just the early days of the Bump Contest so Rui Dae and Nine Years Old may not be playing

But I will put more people on the stage, after all, our goal is to prostitute all members!

As for the later stage of the Bump Contest, there should be scenes of Rui Dae and Jia Jiu falling in love and killing each other

It's still the kind of falling in love with the father-in-law hehehe

Also, the last chapter had a lot of harmonious words and I couldn’t upload it qwq The result was not released on time at 19 o’clock. I’m really sorry, sorry, sorry.

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