bunny in another soap bubble

The schedule is tight, and the final will be held immediately after the promotion ceremony.

It's just that Lang Ya's only target in the competition - Qin Ran, still didn't show up.

It is just an unwritten convention for the finalists to meet Qin Erdangjia, and it is not included in the rewards of the terms of entry.In the past two competitions, Qin Ran watched the finals openly on the spot, and then invited the contestants to meet after the awards ceremony.Now that the finals are about to start, but Qin Ran is nowhere to be seen, Lang Ya can't help but feel a little restless.

The host was introducing the list of finalists, and it was difficult for everyone to chat while standing on the stage. Tu Zi gently swept his back to calm him down.

Feeling the warm palm caressing behind his back, Lang Ya calmed down a lot—if that hand hadn't suddenly slapped him hard.

--What's wrong?

Lang Ya asked with his eyes, but only saw Tu Zi's unbelievable face, staring at a group of opponents in front of the stage dumbfounded.

It was a combination of young men and women, and the man wearing glasses had just met Tu Zi in the knockout round, so it was nothing special.

"Tu Zi?" Lang Ya called the other party in a low voice, but still did not get any response.

... Tu Zi can't hear anything now.

Only a sentence from the host earlier echoed in his mind——

"—Welcome to the third group of qualifying players! Situ Liang, Tu Xingyao——!"

Far away - away - away -

The male host's voice was amplified a hundred times, no, a thousand times after entering Tu Zi's ears.

——Tu Xingyao? !

Tu, Xing, Yao? !

Isn't that just fucking? !

Who is that woman with blond hair and smoky makeup? !

Clinging tightly to Lang Ya's arm, Tu Zi felt a little weak in his legs.

After trying to ignore the long highlighted hair and the smoky eye makeup, it is not difficult for him to recognize that the nose and mouth are indeed his mother's nose and mouth.

— No, he's going to faint.

Anyone who sees her mother who has been a strong woman with short hair and light makeup for 20 years suddenly turned into a rock girl should also be shocked and faint.

(Mom, did mother look like this when she was young...) Tu Zi shuddered, not daring to think about it.

To be honest, Tu Zi was not sure.After all, his mother was determined not to tell him who his father was, so he once imagined whether he was a by-product of his mother's rebellious youth.

—but he never imagined blonde highlights and smoky makeup so thick that he couldn't see his face.

The person being stared at also felt Tu Zi's uncontrollable gaze. Tu Xingyao looked back and found that it was the person brought by Lang Ya, and he couldn't help frowning.

unlucky.

Tu Zi was frightened by this sharp glance and hid behind Lang Ya.

"Don't be nervous." Lang Ya fished him out from behind: "My goal is to meet Qin Ran. It's enough to be in the finals. You don't need to be stressed."

Tu Zi looked distressed, "Hmm..." But his pressure was probably different from Lang Ya's imagination.

The event for the final was "Dice Fighting", an original game by Jingyan.

Each player rolls the dice separately, and the player who rolls the highest number in each game wins, and the player who wins the most number of games in one game is the final winner.However, there is a maximum limit for each game, and if the accumulated points exceed the limit, the player will immediately lose. Therefore, if you reach the maximum point in each game, you will only kill yourself.

Since it is necessary to save points, it is very important to have insight into the opponent's dice rolling strategy.

Theoretically, Tu Zi needs to figure out the points that the opponent intends to give as soon as possible in each round, and then hint to Lang Ya to add a point.

In fact, he is not Xin Yilin's opponent, so one third can only be guessed.

Tu Zi felt quite strenuous from the very beginning.

In the beginning, the spying information, which was thought to be a difficult problem, was unexpectedly not a big problem, because under the distracted operation of one person dealing with three, Tu Zi, who was used to fighting with the guide, took advantage of it, and even managed to steal the information from Xin Yilin's consciousness. Little information.

What really makes Tu Zi invincible is speed.

And the communication speed of the sentinel responsible for rolling the dice.

The players other than them all cooperated seamlessly. The moment Tu Zi hinted to Lang Ya, the opponent had already communicated that they were going to change formation.In the final analysis, this is a game where whoever can decide how many times to shake at the last second will win. Tu Zi and the others are not as fast as others, so they can only lose.

Tu Zi, like Lang Ya, doesn't care much about winning or losing, what he cares about is - the opponent's speed is no longer what the mental link can achieve.

After all, Tu Zi and Lang Ya also established a mental link before the start of the game. In all fairness, the speed is really not slow. Even if they are not as good as their opponents, the gap should not be so big.

That being the case, the only explanation is - the opponent has been bound.

Only in that way can the sentinel sense all the information and act reflexively when the guide has a change of mind, or even before he has made a conscious decision.

Seeing this, Tu Zi became even more unsteady.

His "mother" is "bound" with the guide beside her.

Does that mean that Situ Liang may be his "father"?

With the huge speed gap and both of them having other concerns, the team of Tu Zi and Lang Ya barely managed to finish third. It was because of a calculation error by one of the opponents that the total points exceeded the limit.

After the award ceremony, Qin Ran's assistant finally appeared and invited the finalists to meet according to their rankings.

Xin Yilin's group was first, Tu Xingyao's group was second, and Tu Zi's group was third.

Tu Zi wants to seize the opportunity, talk to Tu Xingyao and the others before meeting Qin Ran, it's best to get to know each other.Who knows where those two people went, until it was almost time for Lang Ya and Qin Ran to meet, they didn't see them coming out of Qin Ran's reception room.

Seeing that "mother" was about to leave, Tu Zi scratched his head.

"Can you meet Qin Ran by yourself?" Tu Zi made a decision just before entering the door.

"Yes, yes, you—"

"My stomach hurts!" With any excuse, Tu Zi chased in the direction Tu Xingyao left without looking back.

stomachache?

Anyone who hears this knows it's an excuse, let alone Lang Ya.However, he didn't have time to pursue it. Kieran was just across the door. For him, there was nothing more important than this matter.

The reception room was decorated in western style. Qin Ran was sitting on a velvet sofa behind the carved coffee table, with a bottle of red wine and two goblets in front of him.

Wiping the sweat off his palms, Lang Ya sincerely shook hands with Qin Ran.

"Hello, Mr. Qin." Although he tried his best to suppress it, Lang Ya's voice was still a little tight when he spoke, "I've wanted to call on you for a long time."

Qin Ran smiled and said, "We have known each other for a long time." This sentence was a typical scene, but coupled with Lang Ya's "fame" outside, he didn't know whether it was polite or sarcastic.

But no matter what, Lang Ya couldn't possibly mind.

Asking Lang Ya to sit on the opposite sofa, Qin Ran picked up the unsealed red wine on the coffee table and poured a glass for each of them.

"There was a lady here just now, so I was too embarrassed to persuade you to drink. Now it's just the two of us, so we can have a good drink." Signaling Lang Ya not to be polite, Qin Ran asked, "By the way, where is Mr. Tu?"

"He's not feeling well." Lang Ya apologized.

"Ah?" Qin Ran didn't seem to care much, "It's a pity."

"That..." Lang Ya couldn't help it anymore, "Mr. Qin, I wonder if you've ever heard of a person named 'A Wan'?"

"Awan?" Qin Ran's hand holding the wine glass seemed to move.

"Yes." Lang Ya hurriedly added: "A woman should be... about thirty years old, with long hair, no, she had long red hair more than ten years ago."

Qin Ran stroked the rim of the cup, "I have to think about something so long ago." He stood up, walked to the bookshelf behind him, picked out a few photo albums, "You're welcome, drink first."

The host tried to persuade him to drink again, but Lang Ya was too embarrassed to refuse, "Good wine." He swung the glass as usual, pretending to appreciate the arc of the red wine hanging on the glass, and then looked up and drank it.

It's just that as soon as the wine touched his lips, something was wrong.

Silently pushing the wine back into the cup as it was, Lang Ya became more certain that the taste and smell of the wine were both wrong.

Surprised, Lang Ya looked calmly at Qin Ran who was leisurely flipping through the photo album.

Qin Ran raised his head from the photo album and smiled slightly.

The smile gradually blurred in Lang Ya's eyes.

——What kind of medicine is it...

Lang Ya squeezed his palms tightly to keep his sanity.

I didn't drink it down my throat, but I was still poisoned.