Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

Fu Lin asked for leave to go home, Wen Jingyao was very unhappy.

They lived together for a year, and the longest time Fu Lin left was this summer vacation, in order to go back to see his father.Usually, he would come back no matter how late he played at night, and it was extremely rare to spend the night at his friend Qu Yan's place, but now he asked for leave from school to go back to City Y, in order to...see Ye Xuanqiong.

Fu Lin didn't hide anything, and explained to him in a very natural manner: "Xuan Qiong's side has been settled, I asked the school for a few days of personal leave, and went back to meet him."

I don't feel like I've done anything wrong.

Well... I didn't do anything wrong in the first place.

Wen Jingyao's reaction at the time was: "Didn't you say that you want to write a paper for elective courses, and you've finished it?"

"It's finished." Fu Lin replied with a smile.This smile was both warm and brilliant, which made Wen Jingyao feel heartbroken again.

"Leaving on Wednesday night, I will only be away for four days including the weekend, and I will be back soon."

Before leaving, Fu Lin went to the supermarket to buy a lot of food and stuffed the refrigerator to the brim, fearing that he, who could not take care of himself, would starve to death at home.

"I bought some washed and chopped vegetables. If you are interested, you can fry them yourself. You can control the heat yourself? If it doesn't work, you can taste them while frying. Also, drink the milk in the refrigerator as soon as possible, so it is convenient Food can be eaten as little as possible. The newly opened Wuji Xiaochao on Sanxing Street tastes good, but remember to tell the boss not to put MSG before ordering..." Fu Lin told me for a long time, but I have never felt so wordy , before leaving for a month during the summer vacation, I would not be possessed by an old lady like now. At the end, I didn’t forget to coax: "I will buy an oven and make you a cake when I come back."

But Wen Jingyao didn't appreciate it at all, and only responded coldly: "Go slowly."

Fu Lin: "..."

So they broke up without knowing why.

Wen Jingyao has already realized that he is disgusted with Fu Lin who values ​​others more than him, but he hasn't thought carefully about the reason for this.He only knew that he was very unhappy, and when he started the game, he plunged into the virtual national war to find his opponent. He abused three or four times in a row, until the opponent abstained halfway and quit, and his depressed mood did not improve at all.

Before leaving, he received a battle invitation from the white camp.

"Player Han Yan invites you to conduct an online simulation battle, do you accept?"

Han Yan's account is still a low-level novice account, with more than 0 battle records, but the winning rate is only a dismal [-]—it's a bit weird that he hasn't won once.Although he didn't know why the other party came to play this game out of a good mood today, Wen Jingyao quickly accepted the invitation.

Eight strongholds, black and white, both sides are allocated equal forces and props, and the time limit is one hour.

Han Yan's performance in the virtual national war is very similar to that in reality, and he especially likes to take the initiative. The beginning is to concentrate firepower and pursue fiercely.Wen Jingyao ordered the army to move quickly to avoid the sharp edge, silently looking for an opportunity to strike.

Seeing that Wen Jingyao kept hiding, Han Yan quickly lost his balance, and divided his troops to attack three different strongholds.Wen Jingyao still lined up his troops at a leisurely pace, moved around the edge of the map, and took in several remote strongholds.Han Yan couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he could only continue to follow his own plan.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Hanyan had swept a large circle in the center of the map, and the score was in an absolute lead.Just when the time limit was running out, Wen Jingyao started to act.

This move is extremely exciting to play after the attack.The lights of one's own strongholds on the map were turned off one after another, at an astonishingly fast speed, which made Hanyan stunned.He occupied too much territory, and each stronghold was divided into a group of people to defend, and the troops were dispersed accordingly. No matter which point it was, it was no match for the onslaught of Wen Jingyao's army.Han Yan wanted to quickly concentrate his troops and seize the opportunity to snatch the opponent's stronghold, but the mountains were high and the road was far away, so it was too late.Wen Jingyao seemed to be able to accurately calculate the dps of each team. A few seconds before the end of the game, Wen Jingyao perfectly pocketed the sixth stronghold.

In the end, the system calculated the points, and Wen Jingyao surpassed by more than 200 points.

Once the match was over, he didn't intend to continue playing.After staying here for too long, I feel a little tired.

Walking out of the room, just in time to see Han Yan coming out of another room, the two of them bumped into each other.

"...So you are also in Yun'an."

"Ah."

"Was it cool to win just now?" Han Yan grinned, "Go, relax, let's go PK at the door."

If this side loses, Han Yan has to find a balance in other aspects.

In terms of the virtual national war, Han Yan is not Wen Jingyao's opponent, and in terms of martial arts competition, Wen Jingyao is not his opponent.After a few rounds, Hanyan stopped with satisfaction and sat on the ground to recover her strength.

"The tactics you used in the virtual national war just now are pretty good, why don't we try to use them in actual combat next week?" Han Yan couldn't see the silence, and immediately found a topic.

"Actual combat is much more complicated than virtual combat." Wen Jingyao replied, "The opponent has a lot of eyeliner. If you want to deceive them, you must have a good actor."

"Aren't you a good actor in front of you? Just leave the job of deceiving people to me, and you will be responsible for launching the final attack." These words hit the heart of Yan Yan.He laughed loudly, as if he was very proud.

Wen Jingyao remembered that he had indeed heard people say that Han Yan wanted to become an actor in reality, but he had no knowledge or interest in the entertainment industry, so he didn't take it to heart.As for the issue of commanding in the national war, the last time Ye Feichen took over was purely accidental, and he still had no clear plans in his heart about whether he would formally go to the front of the stage.

"If Feichen is not here, I have to partner with you. If it is replaced by others, it may not be able to execute this tactic well, and I am not at ease with them." Han Yan continued, "Also, I am relatively good at playing virtual national warfare. Not much, I have never understood its scoring mechanism. Why sometimes the instruction manual says a point is 80 points, but after taking it, it is only more than 60, can you tell me?"

It is quite rare for Han Yan to take the initiative to ask others for advice. Wen Jingyao simply listed several ways to maximize his points.Hanyan suddenly realized, and couldn't help sighing: "You and Feichen are so good at forgetting, no wonder I have played against him for more than 20 rounds and never won."

Sure enough, the reason why Hanyan's winning rate was 0 was because his opponents were all Ye Feichen.These two people usually stick very tightly, no matter what they do, they are together.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here, at this time Ye Feichen just went online, Han Yan immediately called people over, and the three of them discussed the tactics of the next national war together.Ye Feichen also expressed his support for Han Yan's sudden inspiration.

"I'm not here on weekends. If it is confirmed that it can be implemented, you and Mr. Shuang should cooperate well."

"Why are you going again?"

"Go to elder brother's house, Yanyan and Nannan's first birthday."

"Oh." Han Yan immediately understood, "Is it the home in Shangtong District?"

"Ah."

As soon as he heard it, he knew that Han Yan knew Ye Feichen's family situation very well, and the two knew each other in reality.

Wen Jingyao had long heard that Han Yan and Ye Feichen had a good relationship, no matter how the outside world tried to provoke them, it would have no effect on them.Now it's Misty Rain, seeing is believing—the two are even closer than the legend says, surrounded by an aura that outsiders can't get in.

"Want to run a business together later?"

"I don't want to move." Han Yan leaned against the flower-carved pillar and stretched out a hand lazily towards Ye Feichen.

"Let's go, I'll take you."

Ye Feichen smiled and pulled him up, onto his horse.

Throughout the whole process of running the business, Han Yan sat behind Ye Feichen like a grandpa, and Ye Feichen took pleasure in serving him from beginning to end.The people who ran the business with them jokingly complained about "Xiu Enai dies quickly", "burning burns", "single dogs have been greatly hurt", while covering their blinded dog eyes and continuing to do the task.

Wen Jingyao watched from the sidelines, and his bad mood got even worse.

In the evening, Wu Zhuofan called to express condolences.Hearing what Wen Jingyao said, he realized that Fu Lin had asked for leave and returned to City Y.

"Oh? Did Lao Liu go back to play with Ye Da?"

"Yeah." Wen Jingyao is currently very responsive to the name Ye Xuanqiong, to the point where he doesn't even want to hear it.

"That's great. I also want to ask for leave to go to City Y. I've never been there when I grow up."

"Excuse something to delay your studies, and if your parents find out, you will be finished."

"Ha... I'll just say it casually, don't take it seriously."

Wen Jingyao's tone was very serious and blunt, which startled Wu Zhuofan.

"Lao Liu is not here, what did you have for dinner tonight?" I had to pick some light-hearted topics to talk about.

"self catering."

"..." Wu Zhuofan thought he was hallucinating.

Wen Jingyao did cook the rice by himself, he knew how to use a rice cooker anyway, and he also poured the clean vegetables left by Fu Lin into the pan to fry.The final product was slightly burnt and barely edible.Although he was also shocked by the fact that he "can still cook", he didn't feel the slightest sense of accomplishment in his heart, but was full of the sadness of being abandoned...

From childhood to adulthood, it was probably the first time I had such a naive idea.

"Mr. Wen... Are you in a bad mood?"

"Yes."

Wu Zhuofan held his forehead - this is too straightforward to make people don't know how to answer...

"What happened?"

He intuitively felt that Wen Jingyao's bad mood had something to do with Fu Lin.

"During this period, the number of times he didn't come back on time was increasing. Five days a week, he didn't get home before seven o'clock, and three of them were after ten o'clock."

Talk about data, typical Wen's style.

"This time I asked for leave and went back to City Y. I also found a legitimate excuse, saying that there is something at home. Of course he has nothing important, he just wants to hang out with people."

The more Wu Zhuofan listened, the more something was wrong.Did you really not wake up today?To be able to hear Wen Jingyao, who has always been indifferent to other people's affairs, complaining about a person, and the object is actually the well-recognized perfect roommate-Fu Lin?

"Professionalism is based on diligence and idleness is used to play. Actions are based on thinking and ruined. As a student, this kind of behavior is not advisable."

"... Mr. Wen, what medicine did you take wrongly?"

"I didn't take any medicine."

"I said..." Wu Zhuofan couldn't help it, "You're too lenient, aren't you? Fu Lin is not your wife."

"..."

Wen Jingyao was stunned by this sentence.

Wife?

He was like a person walking in a dark passage, and suddenly saw a ray of light in front of him.I tried my best to hold that ray of light in my hand, but I couldn't hold it no matter what.At the same time as the confusion, the feeling of a flash of inspiration is also fleeting.

He seems to understand something...

It seems that I don't understand anything.