Ex-boyfriend dressed as a villain [Transmigration Book]

The next moment, he saw a big smile on Misu's face, and he quickly put a few coins into the machine, "This time we will use the map just now, just to familiarize you with it."

Fu Beichuan naturally had no objection.

The second round started again.

In order to take care of Fu Beichuan's feelings, Misu didn't rush forward as before, but drove off the starting line with Fu Beichuan at an average speed. Left behind.

He didn't deliberately give in, but he didn't blindly pursue speed in the process of operation, but started to try other competitive methods.He steered the motorcycle from left to right, using various auxiliary jumping platforms on the road to speed up the sprint, and the turn was a beautiful drift.

After getting tired of only pursuing speed in racing games, he also tried to practice other competitive methods. Although the effect is not as obvious as only pursuing speed, it is still...

Ok?

When Misu glanced, he saw Fu Beichuan's car following him out of the corner of his eye.

There was a trace of surprise in Misu's eyes. Although he didn't deliberately pursue speed, he didn't slow down much, even because the various auxiliary platforms were not much lower than the extreme speed.Unexpectedly, Fu Beichuan would be able to keep up with his own speed in just the second stroke. This is undoubtedly a good seed in a thousand for a novice.

It seems that the villain children's shoes are not only talented in learning and shopping, but also in playing games.

Misu couldn't help feeling a little bit of admiration for Fu Beichuan.

Game masters are always sympathetic to each other, and Misu will not take it lightly when the opponent is improving so fast.I saw his expression froze, and instantly increased his horsepower and rushed out.

Misu concentrated on staring at the screen, kept the fastest speed to avoid obstacles one after another, looking for the shortest route, and glanced at the small picture in the upper right corner from time to time, once Fu Beichuan caught up with him, he would use Dash forward with extreme speed to distance yourself from the opponent.

But the horsepower limit set by the motorcycle is so large, even if he twists the accelerator hard, the speed can only be that.But because he missed the opportunity at the beginning, the distance between him and Fu Beichuan became shorter and shorter.

On the contrary, Fu Beichuan's performance became more and more excellent, as if a master driver who had passed the break-in period, he instantly controlled the audience. As the distance continued to shorten, he not only followed closely behind him all the way, but even a few times Almost overtook him.

The two competed with each other like this, and in the end they were even more evenly matched.

Finally, the game ended and Misu narrowly won by two seconds.

Seeing the familiar victory cheers on the screen, Misu wiped the sweat from his palms.

This match was simply exciting. He hadn't had such a good time playing it for a long time.

"How do you feel?" Misu looked sideways at Fu Beichuan, with a cheerful expression on his face, full of the urge to continue to compete with the opponent until the end of time as long as the opponent is willing.

As expected, Fu Beichuan lived up to his expectations, glanced at him, then nodded, "Come again."

Misu: "Good!"

Thus, a new round of competition started again.

In view of the situation last time, after seeing Fu Beichuan's rapid progress, Misu already regarded him as an opponent of considerable strength, and he did not dare to underestimate him, so he rushed out first with full power.

However, Fu Beichuan obviously had accumulated enough experience and knew enough about his advantages. After he rushed out, he quickly caught up and chased him with all kinds of auxiliary jumping platforms, and successfully overtook him after one and a half laps. behind.

Misu was a little surprised on the face, but his heart trembled with excitement, feeling that he had regained the thrill of meeting his opponent.He maximized his horsepower to the limit, took advantage of his speed and ran forward in the shortest distance in a straight line, trying to crush the opponent back in the way he was best at.

He did the same, successfully overtaking back on the second lap and a half, and was far ahead.

However, such a long-term speed competition is too much a test of people's willpower and operability. When people are in a state of mental tension for a long time, a slight mistake in judgment will cause serious consequences.

When the last lap was about to reach the finish line, Misu accidentally hit the railing on the side of the road due to a misjudgment of the obstacles in front of him, and was thrown off the track by inertia, which was a terrible fall.

Meanwhile, the game ends.

Fu Beichuan won.

But Misu didn't feel discouraged, and was even inspired to fight.This time, without waiting for Fu Beichuan to speak, he said directly: "Come again!"

As he said that, he moved his wrist and put a coin in it again.

Fu Beichuan looked at his enthusiastic expression and did not refuse.In his eyes, it's the same as playing anything. He's not very interested in these things, but he can see that Misu likes them, so he doesn't want to spoil the other party's interest.

Since you plan to accept each other as friends, you should learn to accept each other's preferences.

...

So just like that, the two started round after round of competition.

However, some people's talents are there, and once they are familiar with it, they will only become more and more comfortable.

Ever since he fully mastered the rules of motorcycle racing, Fu Beichuan's performance has become more and more precise. Not only has he learned from Misu to gradually increase his speed to the extreme, but he can also use the various auxiliary jumping platforms in it to sprint in an instant. After rounds of competitions, his time became shorter and shorter, and his operation was absolutely wonderful.

Under such circumstances, Misu's situation became more and more tragic.From being evenly matched at the beginning, to the hard-fought pursuit later, and then to being completely tortured by blood, they were almost pressed to the ground and rubbed against each other.

And Misu's heart journey also fell all the way, from the excitement at the beginning to the refusal to admit defeat, and finally to the point where he began to doubt life after being tortured over and over again, he was so wronged that he was about to cry.

Finally, after being brutalized by the other party again, he turned to look at Fu Beichuan with a face of grief and indignation, "Is this really your first time here?!"

He has never seen a novice who is more comfortable than him!

Fu Beichuan looked at Misu with puffed cheeks and disconvinced expression, his eyes flickered, somehow he felt that he was a little cute like this.But now is obviously not the time to think about it, he paused, and said after deliberation, "Actually, this one has skills."

The implication is that as long as you master the skills, it is not difficult to win.

Misu was even more angry when he heard it. He puffed up his cheeks and blew a breath, then glanced around, and then stretched out his hand and pointed back, "It's no fun to keep playing with this one, let's change to another one."

He still doesn't believe it, there are so many types of games, Fu Beichuan can't be good at every type!

Misu pulled Fu Beichuan to the next goal, and decided to compete with the opponent in other fields. He had completely forgotten his appreciation for the opponent's fast learning and sympathy for the opponent.

But it turns out that talented people can go anywhere.

Afterwards, Misu gradually witnessed all the growth process of a master. As long as he played each game once, Fu Beichuan would be able to fully understand the gameplay and rules, and then catch up bit by bit in the following time Misu's footsteps surpassed and finally completely crushed.

After Misu pulled out all the games he was good at, he was completely confused by Fu Beichuan's godlike game operation.

Thinking that he, a top player who has been alone for many years, was held down by a novice seedling on the ground and rubbed in all directions until he couldn't get up. If he hadn't had a good mentality, he would have burst into tears on the spot.

Misu stared at the still indifferent man in front of him with heartbroken eyes. For the first time, he felt a deep sense of frustration, and finally understood the desperate feeling of those rookies who were tortured by him before.

"...Are you still playing?" Fu Beichuan silently looked at the boy in front of him who looked at him with an aggrieved face, and asked with some uncertainty.

Missu: "..."

Misu trembled and took a deep breath to prevent herself from being so angry that she vomited blood.He turned his head to look around, and finally fixed his gaze on the gun|armor shooting in the corner, pointed out, "Let's try that again!"

Gun|gun shooting is the type of game he is least good at, if even this Fu Beichuan is competent, he will be completely convinced!

Fu Beichuan turned his head to look at the direction his finger was pointing at, moved his lips and wanted to say something, but seeing Misu's determined face, he hesitated for a while and finally said nothing.

The gun | weapon shooting chosen by Misu is to shoot balloons. There are ten rows of balloons on the opposite wall. Thirty in a row add up to [-] in total. Players stand on the shooting platform three meters away and shoot to hit the balloon. The number of balloons can be used as a basis to exchange for corresponding gifts.

The game gives the player a total of [-] bullets, exactly corresponding to the number of balloons on the wall.

Misu and Fu Beichuan each had 150, and they took turns. Whoever hits the most balls wins.

Compared with other games, this rule is extremely simple, but the operability is the most difficult.First of all, you are very particular about the accuracy of the gun. Unless you have learned it specially, you can be regarded as the best among them if you can shoot half of the number.

Misu handed the loaded gun to Fu Beichuan, signaling him to come first.

Fu Beichuan glanced at him, said nothing, took the gun and aimed it at the head, then pulled the safety catch and started shooting.

At the beginning, he habitually fired a few shots to test the waters. After he mastered the situation of the gun, he knew it in his heart, and the speed of shooting also accelerated.

With the sound of bang bang bang, the balloon on the wall exploded.

One shot at a time, the gun hits.

From the very beginning, Misu felt that his technique seemed a little too proficient in his gun posture, and he was even more stunned after waiting for the opponent to shoot more than a dozen shots in a row without fail.

He turned his head to look at Fu Beichuan, and then at the number of balloons on the wall that gradually decreased. After a while, he asked in a daze, "...Have you practiced before?"

Fu Beichuan paused in his hands, without turning his head, "It's sort of." When he was a child, he was thrown by his grandfather to practice in a military camp, and shooting was a compulsory subject.only later...

The current situation of the Chen family suddenly flashed through his mind, and Fu Beichuan's breath sank.He raised his hand and shot a balloon, and then the speed became faster and faster, almost a burst of gunfire, and the audience could only hear the sound of the balloon exploding|exploding.

Misu's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but glance at him sideways.I always felt that Fu Beichuan's whole aura seemed to have changed suddenly since just now, like a general who went to the battlefield, his whole body was covered with a strong murderous aura.

But before he could think about it, the balloon's exploding|exploding sound stopped - Fu Beichuan had finished playing.

150 bullets were fired, all of them hit.

Then he unloaded the gun and handed it to Misu.

Missu: "..."

This is so much better than anything else!

He glanced at Fu Beichuan, his cheeks flushed slightly, "I won't fight." With his poor skills, it's not bad if he can hit ten, and it's not ashamed.

"Try." Fu Beichuan still looked at him, motioning for him to take over.

Misu glanced at him, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and take it, loaded it like him, and fired a shot at the wall.

Snapped.

Very good, successfully missed.

Misu glanced at the person next to him in embarrassment, and was about to say forget it, when the other person suddenly said, "The posture is wrong, move your left hand forward, and raise it higher."

Misu glanced blankly at Fu Beichuan who suddenly became serious, followed his advice, and raised his hand to fire again.

Snapped.

Still missed, but the gap was smaller than last time.

"Keep your foot firmly, don't move your body." Fu Beichuan spoke again, taking advantage of the opportunity to help him adjust his posture, "Again." Strictly like an instructor in a military camp.

Misu shot again subconsciously, bang, hit, but not the one he aimed at.

"No." Fu Beichuan came over, held the hand holding the gun body with his left hand, and wrapped his right hand around his body, holding it on his trigger hand, "Like this."

Fu Beichuan took Misu to adjust his posture, leaned his head slightly to the side of his neck, and said in a low voice, "Shoot."

Misu didn't respond.

He was already frozen by Fu Beichuan's sudden movement.

With the two of them in such a posture, his back was completely pressed against Fu Beichuan's chest, and he could clearly feel the warm body temperature coming from the other's chest, and even the beating of his heart was extremely obvious.

And if they get too close, the other party's breath will be sprayed on the side of his neck, which is numb and itchy.

This was the first time that Misu was so close to others, and he was quite at a loss for a while, even his heart beat out of rhythm.