Help, I've become a paper man

Generally speaking, eating and watching the game are not urgent matters. When Song Yi arrived, Sui Yuesheng had just entered the state of watching the game. Both of them arrived on time, mainly in time with Sui Yuesheng's game time. While looking at each other, they were teleported to the stands one after another, and their positions were close to each other.

Song Yi said: "Morning."

Sui Yuesheng replied: "Good morning... I have a game later, will you come to watch?"

Song Yi nodded and said easily: "Of course, I came here specially to see you."

Sui Yuesheng smiled and asked, "Thank you. We will do our best. By the way, is your match also today?"

Song Yi replied: "Not here."

There was a moment of stalemate in the atmosphere. Sui Yuesheng blinked and found it difficult to continue speaking for a moment, as if he had touched upon a blind spot in his knowledge. It was not until a few seconds later, when Song Yi asked "What's wrong", that Sui Yuesheng spoke again.

He asked, "Don't you need to download books or work to collect materials?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sui Yuesheng made a "hmm" sound, as if he had thought of something, and then fell silent.

Song Yi said casually: "No, my master has money."

Helping Sui Yuesheng to complete his unspoken thoughts, it sounded like he was talking about his behavior of eating for free and being proud of it, but most of the Stardusts from big families were like this. In Sui Yuesheng's opinion, Song Yi was still okay. Sui Yuesheng was also at the scene of the last game yesterday, and he also went to see Song Yi. He knew that the Stardust on the opposite side was also the type of person whose family was not short of money.

The resurrection materials that Sui Yuesheng had worked so hard to collect were nothing more than the other party's consumption for fun. The weapons that he wanted to forge by working everywhere were also one of the gifts that Huang Cheng casually threw out.

There was silence for a moment, and neither of them spoke. The atmosphere in the ring remained lively, and the cheers continued, but neither could dispel the vague awkwardness.

Song Yi knew nothing about the comparison. He watched the duel with great interest and thought that Sui Yuesheng's silence was for the same reason as him, that he was attracted by the tense couplet. He had no idea that at this moment, the protagonist's sadness, once put into the comics, would attract so many black fans to him and Huang Cheng.

He just watched the game, and time passed quietly. When he was thrown out of the stands, the people around him were teleported to the road at the same time as him, but the next moment, Sui Yuesheng was teleported again and thrown into the VIP seats of the arena - the kind that only the chosen ones of the participating Stardust can enter.

Song Yi stopped where he was, moving his shoulders and arms to relieve his slightly stiff limbs. He did not enter the stands immediately, but looked around, trying to observe the people around him and search for possible acquaintances. As for Sui Yuesheng, he was not in a hurry at all.

On the one hand, it was because he had just sat there for a while and was going to take a break before going back to sit on the bench. On the other hand, it was because Sui Yuesheng was too typical of a protagonist. Even before he had watched it, Song Yi could probably guess that he would be an enemy stuck at Mu Yun's limit and would need him to risk his life to win. No matter what, it would not end in a short time.

After taking a look, he didn't find the person, but he discovered other differences. Other buildings had been updated on the arena map, parasols and benches had been placed on both sides of the road, and there were vending machines. Looking down from outside the arena, even without entering the stands, he could vaguely see the scene on the arena. The fog that had covered it before had dissipated a little. This was just the scene he could see at a glance, and perhaps other buildings had been refreshed in other locations.

Thinking this, Song Yi simply walked forward along the road and strolled around the arena casually. Compared to yesterday's straight line, today's road was closer to a circle, wrapping the arena in it, making it convenient to enter the stands at any time. It looked more grand than the previous two rounds.

After walking for two minutes, he did not see any new buildings, but he saw two familiar faces, Jasmine and Xuanyunduo. Song Yi saw them from a distance. Jasmine was standing on the armrest of the bench, her body leaning to the side, approaching Xuanyunduo, while the other was lying on the guardrail, but raised her head and looked in the direction of Jasmine. The girl and the young woman were close to each other, as if they were two small animals relying on each other for warmth.

If it weren't for the age issue, Song Yi would have kowtowed to him at least.

Fortunately, he still had some sense and was able to control his mouth, which was rare. He quietly approached the two of them and was about to say hello when he noticed something was wrong from the actions of both parties.

Jasmine was getting closer to Xuanyunduo, and when Xuanyunduo looked at her, she was pushing Jasmine with her hand, carefully controlling the distance between them. At this point, it was not difficult for Song Yi to see the situation of both parties. Compared with the peaceful scene from a distance, the two were obviously pulling each other. The words that Song Yi wanted to say hello stopped on the tip of his tongue and he couldn't say them for a while.

His footsteps also stopped, and it was precisely because of the pause that he attracted Jasmine's attention. She just turned her head and looked over, and as soon as her eyes fell on Song Yi, she began to wave, shouting "Come here" in a cheerful voice. Her thin body was shaking. Song Yi was afraid that she would fall off the bench, so he had to speed up his pace and quickly rushed to her.

"What's wrong, Sister Jasmine?" Song Yi asked.

Jasmine was still waving, but she stopped waving her arms in front of her and waved them towards her. Her voice also slowed down, and she whispered, "Xiao Songyi, come here."

Song Yi took two more steps forward and stopped in front of Jasmine, waiting for her to speak. Unexpectedly, Jasmine asked softly, "Is Boss Yan home?"

Song Yi let out an "ah", with the doubts on his face not concealed.

Jasmine sighed and continued to ask, "Does your family still have any support plans..."

"I won't borrow money from the Yan family." Xuanyunduo suddenly spoke up, interrupting what Moli was saying. Song Yi looked in the direction of the voice and saw her lying on the guardrail with her face buried in her arms. The sound she made was muffled.

Song Yi asked: "I don't know what that is. I can ask for you when I get home, but now... are you in any trouble?"

After all, the term "assistance plan" sounds like it has specific restrictions. Xuanyuduo is thrifty in every way. When they went to the dungeon together before, she was very careful with the throwing of weapons. If the situation was not critical, Song Yi had no doubt that she would go back to pick up the equipment.

It was also at this time that Xuanyunduo raised his head, looked at Jasmine, and nodded at each other, as if they understood each other's meaning, and the two of them made a sound together.

Jasmine said: "She is in urgent need of money."

Xuanyunduo said: "No trouble."

After they finished speaking, they stared at each other, their pupils dilated for a moment, and like frightened animals, they all looked at Song Yi and spoke again together.

Jasmine said: "It's not a big deal."

Xuanyunduo said: "I want to find Ben."

The atmosphere was somewhat silent. They looked at each other again, but no words were spoken for a while. When they looked at Song Yi again, he slowly raised his hands and said tentatively: "If you don't need much, even if the plan is over, I can provide a little help?"

Xuanyunduo asked: "Is it your money or Yan Changyue's money?"

This one sentence left Song Yi speechless. He was still eating, using and spending Yan Changyue's money. Even if he was told that it was "my money", he himself couldn't believe it.

Xuanyunduo sighed and said, "That's still their money. I don't want to borrow money from the Yan family."

This was the second time Xuanyunduo had said this. Even if Song Yi was slow-witted, he had sensed that something was wrong. He looked at the two of them with a questioning look, hoping to get an answer.