Bug Slag Villain Training Guide [Zerg]

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It turns out that love can really be staged.

Ling Tang felt that he was about to be unable to maintain his calm appearance, and a voice seemed to gradually become clear in his heart——Yan Xiu might not be Yan Xiu at all.

He closed his eyes, and recalled every bit of his memory, from their encounter to the various performances that cannot be speculated by common sense, and that inexplicable note...

But if he wasn't Yan Xiu, who would it be?Who made him come to his side?What is the purpose..

The sound of machinery running nearby, the sound of simulated wind and waves, and the sound of cloth fluttering all reached Ling Hao's ears. He opened his eyes again, and his silver-gray pupils shrank suddenly.

Yan Xiu has already come to his side, and those eyes that are often full of rich emotions follow his every move. Yan Xiu's facial features are handsome, and his dark and deep eyes are as bright as the sea of ​​stars. Such a handsome face is definitely enough. Let countless suitors fall into madness.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the surrounding scene quickly dimmed. It was as if a thorn was stuck in Ling Tang's throat, making it difficult for him to utter a single syllable.

It turns out that love can really be staged.

No wonder he avoided talking about his relationship with Yan Xiu every time before, no wonder Yan Xiu had hinted so many times that he would leave... because the Yan Xiu standing in front of him was not the second prince of the empire at all, but A stand-in.. a substitute who will die after completing the task.. or leave his side.

Apart from these, it is really difficult for Ling Tang to find any other reasons, because what is standing in front of him now is the most authentic Yan Xiu without any pretense, his memory will not deceive him, even if he dies, he will always leave it in his heart. In this sea of ​​consciousness.

Ling Tang stood there steadfastly, letting Yan Xiu lift up his short hair at the sideburns, and then hugged him tightly the next moment.

But there was an inexplicable sense of loss in my heart, which was a kind of helplessness that could not be described in any words.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the whole camera zoomed in for more than [-] seconds. Everyone was waiting for Ling Hao to say a line that moved the audience, but after waiting for a long time, Ling Hao didn't see the meaning of saying a line. .

After another two seconds, Ling Tang's voice finally sounded, "Let me go."

Yan Xiu still hugged him, "I've been looking for you for so long..."

"Let go." Ling Hao's cold tone sounded.

Such an abnormal reaction made Yan Xiu stunned for a moment, but now he has entered the role, adhering to the professionalism of an excellent actor, he needs to follow the inertia to act.

"Don't let go." Yan Xiu said, hugging him tighter.

He originally thought that Ling Hao was interpreting the role in another way, but he didn't expect that the next second, his ribs were smashed upright, and the intense pain made Yan Xiu instinctively retract his hands, and immediately after that, the left side of his face He received a loud slap solidly.

Snapped--

Silence.

Something seemed to shatter in his mind, Yan Xiu covered the corner of his injured mouth and looked across in shock.At that moment, all the senses became clear, and the memory went back, and the figures in front of him scattered, and then gradually overlapped together.

Yan Xiu's eyes widened, and he saw the downcast corners of the man in front of him, his tightly knit brows, and the faint glimmer of water in those gray pupils.

The corners of Ling Hao's eyes were red, but his expression was as solemn as ever. After a while, he took off his white coat, threw it on the ground, turned around and left the scene decisively, without leaving a single line.

An exclamation came from outside the arena, "Director Yan, are you okay!"

When Yan Xiu turned his face, he saw a logistics officer rushing towards him, followed by Mya, still clutching the script that Yan Xiu had handed over just now.

He turned his head again, and saw Ling Hao slamming the door and leaving in a huff, the plain white wool coat he just wore was still on the ground.

That slap just now was really hard, even if it was a fictional illusion, it still hurts...

"What happened to that newcomer just now?!" Mya yelled towards the backstage, scaring the group of people so that they couldn't utter a word.

Mya turned her head in pain after beating others, and raised her hand to cover Yan Xiu's beaten side face. This is not an ordinary face. After appearing on the scene for a few minutes, a person with seven figures at every turn, was beaten like this?

Mya: "Quick, Brother Yan, turn your face around and let me see... Where is the injury?"

Yan Xiu waved his hand at the other party, signaling the other party not to come over.

Mya froze.

I saw Yan Xiu bent down to pick up the coat from the ground, and didn't say a word for a long time.The lights in the arena fell from the top of his head, and traced a light light on his side face, and the fine fluff on it could be vaguely seen, and the dark brown eyelashes cast shadows on it, moving slowly.

No one can see his emotions at the moment.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a long time.

Yan Xiu raised his eyes, his thick black pupils swept across the crowd, "I'm fine."

The people around did not dare to say a word, after all, the slap was not on their face, and no one knew what was going on.

Mya wanted to go forward, but was stopped by Yan Xiu, "You guys go, I'll go out for a while."

It doesn't make any sense for him to stay here now, it's all his memory.

"But your face..."

"Slight injury, it will recover soon."

Mya looked out the door angrily: "Who sent that newcomer just now? How could—"

"He's my family."

".." Mya's eyes widened, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

..

The weather in Huadu in my memory is always unpredictable. The sky was clear an hour ago, and it may not take long for the clouds to cover, and then the pouring rain will pour down, and there is no defense.

Ling Tang stood alone at the door of Yan Guang Film and Television, looking at the exaggerated water curtain flying down in front of him, feeling as bad as a plate of cream cake that was knocked to the ground.

A cool wind blew over from the front, lifting his bangs and flying wildly.

Only then did he remember that this world seemed to be very different from Star Luta.For example, he seems to be unable to feel the existence of bone wings behind him here. All the cars running on the ground are low-end oil-burning cars, not even a suspension car.Not only that, but many facilities are also in a rather backward state. The elevator is still a hanging chain. The communication method used by all the insects is not an optical brain, but a physical machine. The clumsy screen projects a plane, which is very inconvenient to carry..

Also, the chests of all subfemale will have two hump-like humps. He doesn't quite understand what the meaning of the existence of these humps is. Probably to store energy?

A gust of cold wind blew, and Ling Hao sneezed.

This terrible body also seems to be much weaker, as if it can run with a little wind.

A deep voice suddenly came from behind: "Have you caught a cold?"

Ling Hao didn't look back, but looked at the waterfall in front of him and frowned.

It didn't take long for Ling Tang to feel that a heavy coat was draped over his shoulders.Yan Xiu wrapped a scarf around the other party's neck twice, and simply tied a knot at the back, "The weather in Huadu has always been like this, and it's cloudy and sunny. Sometimes I'm very distressed when I forget to bring an umbrella when I go out. .”

Ling Tang raised his hand to grab the scarf, but was grabbed by Yan Xiu's outstretched hand, "Tell me where your home is? I'll see you off."

Family?

Ling Tang turned his face to the side and looked at Yan Xiu from the corner of his eye, "There is no home for me here."

A shallow laugh came from the side, "Why not?"

Ling Hao glanced to the side in confusion. The black windbreaker set off Yan Xiu's exquisite and slender body, and there were two silver nails nailed to the earbones. It seemed that there was a little more hidden temperament than usual, as if the focus of this world was concentrated on him.

It was a stronger sense of existence that was different from that world, as if this was Yan Xiu's original appearance.

Ling Hao: "This world is too far away from my home, too backward."

He gathered the coat on his body, turned his head and looked to the side, "Have you always lived in this kind of place?"

"Yeah." While speaking, Yan Xiu raised his hand, revealing a watch. The silver metal strap looked full of design. Ling Tang frowned, "What is that?"

"never seen it?"

Yan Xiu revealed the piece in his hand in front of Ling Tang, shaking it.

After carefully looking at the watch, Ling Hao said: "Watches are not very practical. This kind of thing can only be equipped with some wealthy people in Luta Star. I didn't expect you to have this kind of taste."

Yan Xiu snorted, and put the watch back into his cuff, "But in this world, a watch of this level is not something only wealthy people have."

Ling Hao cast a slanting glance at the other party.

After a while, a silver R8 stopped in front of the door. After the car stopped, a black umbrella opened from the side, and a young man in a housekeeper's uniform stepped down from the driver's seat.

Inky raindrops flew down from the sky and splashed on the umbrella. The housekeeper carefully held the umbrella and walked to Yan Xiu's side, "Sir, when do you plan to go home?"

Yan Xiu took the umbrella from the butler, took out a wallet from his pocket, and took out two red bills from it and handed it to the other party, "It's raining heavily, you can take a taxi back later."

The young butler showed a slightly surprised expression.

Yan Xiu grabbed Ling Tang who was beside him, and walked towards the car.

Ling Tang looked at Yan Xiu in bewilderment, the hand that wanted to resist was tightly clenched, and the whole body was covered under the umbrella, until the co-pilot of the R8 finally didn't realize what was going on .

Yan Xiu turned the key on the car and started the car skillfully. The sound of the rain was neutralized by the good sound insulation inside the car. Yan Xiu turned on the car player, and the long melody echoed in the small space.

"Makemeapromiesethattime;#039;teraseusThatwerenotlostfromthestart."

Ling Hao listened quietly, as if the whole world had quieted down.

"Idream you are still here."

"but it breaks easily."

"Itrytoprotep;"

"Iotlet you fade.."

The author says:

Lyrics from - "Stillhere"

Digital Daggers.