The trumpeter who leads the way

After closing my eyes and concentrating on the train for an hour, the train arrived at its destination.

Han Feng took his luggage and hailed a taxi at the station entrance and headed towards the school.

Since school hasn't started yet, the campus seems particularly quiet in July.

Walking on the path in the forest, Han Feng was accompanied only by the rustling sound of the suitcase's wheels rolling and rubbing on the ground.

"Hey!! Madman! Over here!"

A loud shout in the distance broke the calm.

It’s easy to tell from the timbre that it’s the voice of best friend Ben Ben.

Han Feng raised his head and looked for information.

At the pavilion not far away, several figures were sitting on the seats.

"You're here so early~" Han Feng sighed inwardly and waved his hand in the direction of the pavilion.

Han Feng did not go over immediately. He tightened his grip on the suitcase, walked a little faster, and rushed towards the dormitory building.

A few minutes later, Han Feng put away all his luggage and trotted downstairs to meet everyone at the pavilion.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Han Feng gasped for air.

"We'll wait a little longer. We'll go to dinner after Murong arrives. We've contacted him just now. He's on his way here and will be there in ten minutes." Ergou looked around and told everyone while counting the number of people.

"Hey! He's the slowest again! I'll punish him with a few more drinks later!"

"Yes! Punish him with a few drinks!"

"hey-hey!"

…

"Come and guard the front line! Hurry!"

"Lao Qiu, we have a team! Come and support us! My fortress has been attacked!"

"I have troops! Let me help you! Send the coordinates to the public channel!"

"Oh, brother Biao, have your troops recovered?"

"I just ate a group of remnant soldiers and were resurrected!"

"Okay, the coordinates have been sent."

…

Soon the topic was transferred to games, and several people began to play with their mobile phones intently.

Lao Qiu, who was playing with his cell phone, saw Han Feng arriving, and his eyes lit up.

He handed the phone to Benben beside him, motioned for him to help control it, and then walked towards Han Feng.

"Madman, you're here!" Lao Qiu put his hand on Han Feng's shoulder from behind and hung his entire arm around Han Feng's neck.

"Hey! Stop! Stop! Stop! Let go!" Han Feng struggled and shouted after being attacked.

Lao Qiu laughed and let go, slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed one to Han Feng.

"You came here by yourself?" Seeing that Han Feng had no intention of smoking, Lao Qiu lit one himself.

"Ang, move the train! It's pretty fast."

"How are uncle and auntie doing lately?"

"Okay, come and play at my place again when you have time!"

"At the end of the year! Then I'll have to trouble you to get some fresh seafood from me again."

"Fuck, why are you being polite to me?! It's so trivial!"

"Hey hey hey. By the way, do you have a contact number?" After chatting for a while, Lao Qiu lowered his voice and asked quietly.

"Um... does Penguin count? I have no other contact method except Penguin."

"Damn it. Are you really fake? Didn't you even leave a VX?"

"No, there was no VX at that time! I even played with my phone secretly!" Han Feng gestured with his hand.

"Ahem, I thought you had contact information... By the way, do you have her photos?"

"No, nothing, just ordinary friends."

"Fuck! Then she still calls you Brother Feng! I don't believe it!"

"Maybe it's because of personality charm..."

"go away!!"

"Okay."

…

After bickering with each other for a while, Han Feng saw that Lao Qiu looked a little depressed.

"You're not really interested in her, are you?"

"curious!"

"Tch. Give up! It's impossible."

"How do you know it's impossible if you haven't tried it!"

Looking at Lao Qiu's firm eyes, Han Feng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Damn it, you can't be serious, right? Didn't you say it's not interesting to her?"

Lao Qiu's face turned red and he said angrily: Just tell me whether you can help or not! !

"Cough cough cough..."

Han Feng suddenly looked at Lao Qiu with his eyes wide open, choked himself with a mouthful of saliva, and coughed violently.

"This...let me think about it..." Han Feng patted his chest and said after a moment.

"So! It means you have connections! You must have contact information, right?" Seeing Han Feng's appearance, Lao Qiu quickly stepped forward and stepped up his offensive.

Han Feng remained silent.

I secretly thought that this time I seemed to be playing a little too big.

I shouldn't have said anything just now, saying something impossible.

"Minato!"

He cursed under his breath.

Seeing Lao Qiu's expression at this moment, it was obvious that he had noticed something unusual about him.

Han Feng suddenly fell into a dilemma.

On the one hand, it is related to your own system. If you think about it with your buttocks, you know that this kind of thing must not be said to the outside world, it can only rot in the stomach.

But on the other hand, Han Feng wanted Lao Qiu to stop immediately. He knew that it was meaningless for Lao Qiu to continue like this.

On one side is my good brother!

And on the other side is one's own... subsidiary consciousness.

Good guy!

The relationship is a bit mysterious!

In short

Han Feng will never allow this to happen!

My thoughts instantly went into a brainstorm.

For a moment, Han Feng didn't know what to do.

…

in consciousness space

Of course No. 1 felt all this too.

As Han Feng's subsidiary consciousness, No. 1 naturally knew everything that was happening in front of him.

"let it go!"

A cold female voice suddenly sounded in Han Feng's consciousness.

"hiss!"

Han Feng was stunned. This voice was naturally familiar to him. It was the voice of No. 1.

Sure enough, "she" also noticed all this.

"Let nature take its course?"

"Yes! There is nothing to hide! Just be generous and generous. The more you cover up, the easier it is to be exposed!"

"oh……"

No. 1’s words awakened the dreamer.

Han Feng suddenly woke up.

The relationship between myself and No. 1 on the Internet was obvious to anyone with a discerning eye, so why should I cover it up?

Being secretive makes it easier to reveal your flaws.

Now that we have done it, we might as well do it generously.

moment

Han Feng suddenly understood.

It was as if a bright light dispelled the confusion about the future.

It seemed that Han Feng had been communicating with No. 1 for a long time, but in reality, only a few seconds had passed.

Looking back, Han Feng's eyes suddenly became clear!

…

"Hey~" Han Feng sighed and looked at Lao Qiu with a slightly helpless expression. "As a brother, I don't really recommend that you get stuck in it. You have to think clearly!"

"Uh..." Lao Qiu was a little surprised when he saw Han Feng's sudden change in painting style, but then a joy filled his heart. "I knew you knew it! Tell me quickly! I just want to get to know each other, nothing else!" Lao Qiu said with a confident look on his face.

"Okay. All I can say is that I really don't have contact information, but she has a good relationship with me...that's all. If you want to know, I'll help as much as I can~ That's it!" Han Feng spread his hands. Said helplessly.

"Ahem! Okay, okay! Your words are enough!" Lao Qiu said with a smile on his face, "Can you have her photo?"

"I guess if we don't come here... we might as well just do the video!"

"Hey, hey, hey, let's think of a way...wait...what? What did you say? Damn it! Good guy, if you can't get photos, just make a video??" Lao Qiu exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on his face. , and then a flush appeared on his face, oh no, it was blushing.

"...Damn, you're pretending to be innocent!" Han Feng scolded with a smile.

Lao Qiu hesitated for a while, not knowing whether it was because of nervousness or excitement.

After a while, Lao Qiu calmed down and looked back at the crowd. He found that they didn't notice anything unusual in this direction. He quickly came over again and gave Han Feng a thumbs-up sign, "Awesome!"

Han Feng also smiled bitterly in his heart.

Photos are useless. Who looks at photos these days? It's better to just give them a strong dose and catch them off guard.

It just so happens that both No. 1 and Suzaku have perfect access to the Internet, so simulating a scene space is no problem.

Tangtang [Super Brain II] is not blind for nothing.

Since you want to be generous, then be generous and thorough.

Photos are nothing, I’ll let you video them directly. You can’t say it’s not interesting enough this time!

This means enough!

Confusing him all at once will make them feel ashamed and unable to have the courage to love!

The stunning face of No. 1 appeared in his mind, and Han Feng showed a devilish smile.

…

"Madman! When will the video be released?" Lao Qiu asked again after holding back for a while.

"Why are you anxious...what else do you want to do?"

"I have to prepare for this video with beautiful girls! I have to dress up in a cool and attractive way!"

"Damn it, what are you thinking about! I'm not making a video with you!"

"Huh? If you don't video with me, who will you follow?"

"Does the IQ of a man in love also become negative? No matter how good my relationship is with her, I can't just let her video chat with you!"

"Um...it seems like oh...then what should we do..."

"I'll find a chance to play her video, and then you go abroad as my roommate. Anyway, everyone in the alliance knows that we are in the same university dormitory, so it makes sense. This way, you can show up without being abrupt, and don't have to dress up too deliberately. , otherwise it will be too much, just be more natural. You are already very handsome like this!"

"Okay! This wave is very stable! Crazy! Professional!"

"Ji Cao! As brothers, we can only help you so much. How can I say this!" Han Feng slapped his chest.

"Open and bright!" Lao Qiu gave a thumbs up. "Then it's settled, let's talk in advance when you're ready!"

"Okay!" Han Feng made an OK gesture.

As the conversation between the two ended, the last member, Murong, finally arrived belatedly and joined everyone.

Then the brothers took a taxi at the door and drove towards the restaurant closest to the school.

…

in consciousness space

Suzaku: First sister, is this really good?

Number 1: What do you mean? Are you digging the ground in Yongzhou?

Suzaku: No, no, no, I’m talking about Brother Feng! You guys are like this...

Number 1: Otherwise...if it were you, what would you do? Do you plan to tell them the truth, or keep it hidden from them?

Suzaku: Just keep it a secret, just don’t say no.

Number 1: It’s too simple. It's a taboo in the boys' dormitory to have a girl who doesn't fuck herself and doesn't share.

Suzaku: Uh...I don't understand.

Number 1: You don’t need to understand, just control the number! Tomorrow afternoon we need to get to Liang and pass the checkpoint, so we have to hurry up.

Suzaku: First sister, I need help here. This group of people is using the main city to garrison, and the blank slates in our group are a bit unable to attack.

Number 1: OK, I’ll let Numbers 11 to 20 come over to support you.

Suzaku: OK!

…

Yongzhou battlefield (Anding, Fufeng)

Although they only faced half of the Maple Regiment members and half of the Suzaku Regiment members, the players of the Northern Army of the Yi Alliance still had a very difficult time resisting.

The comprehensive strength of both sides has been fully demonstrated in the past few days.

Whether it's individual combat effectiveness or team coordination.

The performance of the 20 Maple League members in front of me can only be described as perfect.

It can be said that from the moment the opponent broke through the barrier and entered Yong, their presence will always be present in the frontline positions of the Northern Army of the Yi Alliance.

[Maple丨No.1] to [Maple丨Twenty]

20 red bosses

They are in their sight almost 24 hours a day.

The rigorous counting of seconds, the orderly advancement, and the ruthless carpet-turning...

All of this is destroying the hearts of Yongzhou players all the time.

This makes many players who have had a smooth journey through the three seasons doubt their lives.

The main force, which he had worked hard to train for more than a month, was knocked down like a weak child in front of the enemy's troops.

"I'm really not trying to seduce my enemy!"

"This is indeed my main force!"

"You have to believe me!"

They have repeated these three sentences countless times in the past few days.

At first, players on the front line started talking, and now players in half of the league started talking.

What once seemed like a joke has slowly evolved into something that is unspeakable and helpless now.

In just two days, facing the fierce advance of the Feng Tuan, the Northern Army did not even organize a decent defensive battle.

The enemy's lightning-fast attack rhythm gave them no chance to react.

Often the battlefield where support was requested an hour ago turned into a sea of ​​flames an hour later.

Maybe you can still vaguely see the outline of a main city in this endless sea of ​​fire, but if you dig carefully, you can still see the desperate cry for help from this group of brothers an hour ago in the group chat records, until the sentence " I donated everything" came out and ended abruptly.

Similar things happen all the time in the group.

At first, when everyone heard the cry for help, they became angry and shouted to go to the front line to support.

However, this group of people soon recognized themselves among the purple arrows in the sky, and they had no choice but to say to the group in disgrace: I tried my best, old man.

gradually

I encountered similar calls for help in the group again.

For the first time, everyone showed hesitation, hesitation, and timidity...

Although they knew that they should help at this time.

I also know the principle of dying lips and cold teeth.

But the miserable battle reports of past supporters emerged one after another before their eyes...

His finger was fixed on the button to send troops, and then he slowly retreated.

This is a battle that is destined to be unwinnable!

The huge disparity in fighting power between the two sides made them look like clowns on the battlefield as they fought to the death seemingly without fear of death.

Soothe yourself slowly

"Can't struggle!"

"Can't resist!"

"Just lie down, don't let me feel happy!"

Use this almost pathological self-victory method to hypnotize yourself, trying hard to stop yourself from looking at the battlefield in front of you...

this moment

The fighting spirit is gone, the morale of the army is shattered...

Yimeng chat group

"Brothers, please support!"

"Brothers, please support!"

"Brothers, please support!"

"..."

"All right……"

(This chapter is lightly sprayed.)