Become a Two-dimensional hero

Mozart recorded a video of playing the piano with Mo Er, and went back and forth for three hours. Mozart thought that Mo Er’s camera angle was not good, making himself ugly. Mozart felt that the light was not bright enough to show his handsomeness. faces.

Finally, Mo Er couldn't take it anymore, threatened Mozart and said that he would quit, and Mozart was embarrassed to pass Mo Er's filming.Otherwise, three hours would not be enough for him to torment.

It is already [-] o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is gradually setting in the west, the door suddenly rang, Mozart thought suspiciously: "Didn't Mo Jun want to come back later, who could it be?"

He walked over and opened the door. He didn't see anyone at a glance. He suddenly realized that he looked down when he heard the voice from below. This is a girl with double ponytails and a pink dress. She is as beautiful as a little princess. But every girl is probably like this, who is not a little princess.

The little princess's voice was very sweet, like soft cotton candy: "Hello big brother."

Mozart felt that his heart was about to melt, she was still a cute girl, completely incomparable with Mo Er.Mo Er stuck out his head behind Mozart: "Bebe, why are you here?"

The little princess named Bei Bei immediately changed her face, her obedient appearance disappeared, and she turned into a crazy rabbit, grabbing Mo Er and running away: "Hurry up, the coffee shop across the street from the school is doing something... Event, if you buy desserts, you will get free "Peregrine" animation peripherals, limited edition, go fast."

As soon as Mo Er heard this, he immediately became more anxious than Beibei, and was about to go out after putting on his shoes.Mozart didn't understand, so: "What's the situation?"

Mo Er explained while putting on his shoes: "Bei Bei is my classmate, who happens to live near my house, and she also likes to watch "Peregrine Falcon", so she came to inform me specially. It's not around. Hurry up, we're going to have dinner." After speaking, he followed the impatient Beibei and ran out the door.

Mozart stayed where he was for a while, he was still thinking about what turned the little princess into a mad rabbit, but then he realized that the two children had run away, and as the only adult in the family, he couldn't let the two of them go out alone, so he immediately He put on his shoes and chased him out.

Before going out, the peregrine falcon floated to his side again, and the intention to go out with him was self-evident.However, Mozart ruthlessly rejected him: "Have you ever seen someone bring a robot vacuum to dinner?"

Peregrine falcon turned on the lights in dissatisfaction: "I'm not a sweeping robot."

Mozart didn't care, he had already run away. After all, he had been trained in the military academy for three months, and it was almost effortless to catch up with the short-legged Mo Er and Bei Bei.

The school was a little far away, and the three of them ran for half an hour before arriving at the coffee shop.Mo Er and Bei Bei lined up to get the toys around Peregrine Falcon.

Mozart disdained to participate in such naive promotional activities, and sat down in a corner of the store.He turned on his watch and typed a message: "Congratulations on winning the championship." Then he edited the recorded video title of "To Alice" into "Thank you gift and the champion's congratulations" and pressed send. Immediately watching the passage of time anxiously, waiting for the other party's answer.

After the match in the morning, Qin Tian stayed alone in the dormitory, his eyes were blank, he seemed to be thinking about something and seemed to be in a daze.Until he was awakened by a message notification sound, he casually glanced at the sender, Mo Youyu.

He paused when he opened the message, and slid his finger on the watch, hesitating not to open it. Finally, he accidentally moved too far, and the message was opened. He first saw the sentence "Congratulations, you got the Champion", and then saw a short video of more than three minutes that was automatically played by the system.

In the video, half of the teenager's face is soaked in the sun, his eyes are slightly closed, and his slender fingers are stroking the keys of the piano, and the moving notes are fluttering out.Sunshine is a natural master of filters. As a boy, Mo Youyu's somewhat angular face was softened by the halo. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the sun was warming the boy, or the boy sitting in front of the piano was shining.

Qin Tianguang was a little stunned when he saw him, and after 3 minutes passed without knowing it, he couldn't help watching it again.This time he listened carefully to the melody of the notes, he seemed to be able to feel the flame-like emotions of young people burning in the music.

Qin Tian's heart also seemed to be on fire. It was never the savage chopping and hammering that could break the thousand-year-old ice, but the raging fire that burned everything. The blazing high temperature could melt the hardest frozen soil in the polar regions.

His evasion and entanglement for many days were disintegrated by this video, and he replied a voice message: "I have something to tell you."

Mozart also sent a message at the same time, because Qin Tian didn't reply for too long, he waited tremblingly, made up a lot of brains, and added a superfluous message: "I'm sorry about the previous thing."

Qin Tian was stunned when he saw this sentence, and then dialed Mo Youyu's video call.

Mozart first saw the text message that Qin Tian had something to say to him, and then saw the video call from him. Mozart didn't have the courage to answer it for a while. He was afraid that Qin Tian was going to break up with him.

But always procrastinating is not the answer, Mozart gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pressed the answer button.Qin Tian appeared on the video, and the two hadn't looked at each other directly for a long time, and both were stunned for a moment.

Qin Tian broke the silence: "Why did you say sorry?"

Mozart rubbed his head: "Because... I seem to have pissed you off, I'm such an idiot, I didn't think too much about giving you the magic box before, I just think you are better than me, really, I ...I really didn't mean to mock you, I... Anyway, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Qin Tian pursed his lips lightly, as if he wanted to laugh.Looking at his reaction, Mozart became more and more disturbed, as if a hundred rabbits were dancing, all out of rhythm.

After a while, Qin Tian shook his head: "I'm not angry with you, and you don't have to say I'm sorry."

He paused: "It's me who should say sorry. I didn't say hello to you that day because I was a little upset, but now I think about it, Mo Youyu." He suddenly called Mozart's pseudonym, Qin Tian's The expression is extremely serious, but when talking about the three words Mo Youyu, he pronounces the words very lightly, as if holding the name in his mouth and cherishing it.

Qin Tian raised a smile. Mozart had never seen such a smile. The coldness that had not changed for thousands of years faded away, and the smile reflected from the bottom of his heart to the corners of his eyes.There is a flower called Qingxin in this world. It is said that it is so beautiful that you will lose your soul when you see it. Mozart looked at his smile and thought that Qingxin was nothing more than that.

"I want to tell you that I..."

Mozart swallowed nervously, he had an inexplicable premonition, he didn't know what this premonition was, he just felt that Qin Tian's words were very important.However, before Qin Tian could finish speaking, there was a disturbing phone call, which interrupted Qin Tian's half-spoken confession.

The so-called exhaustion and exhaustion, the courage Qin Tian finally mustered was interrupted by this, and he shrank back. Even though he is omnipotent in other things, when it comes to emotions, he is still a novice who is afraid of failure .

Mozart was very annoyed, which idiot was calling him at this time, he took a look, and it turned out to be a peregrine falcon, this robot just didn't help, it just added to the chaos!Mozart once again thought of throwing him away, so he hung up the phone without answering.

But Peregrine persevered and made another call, and Mozart hung up again.

He smiled awkwardly at Qin Tian: "There is an idiot who keeps calling me."

The image on the screen suddenly flickered, and Mozart muttered: "The signal seems to be not very good."

Qin Tian thoughtfully said: "Otherwise, you can pick it up first."

Mozart waved his hand: "Don't worry about him, you continue."

The image flashed again, and Qin Tian also noticed it: "The communication signal doesn't seem to be very good, I'll change the location." He stood up and walked outside the door.

Peregrine Falcon saw that the call could not be answered, so he changed the method. Mozart saw the word "police" appear out of thin air on his watch, and then the word "report" appeared. Mozart was waiting for the next text. The characters suddenly stopped.Mozart thought to himself: "Alarm something, just start talking."

He decided to ignore Peregrine Falcon and continue talking to Qin Tian.

Qin Tian also walked outside the door, but the signal still seemed to be not very good, and the flickering of the screen became more intense.The words of the two of them could not be heard clearly, and Mozart could only keep asking, "Hey, hey? Can you hear me?"

Qin Tian seemed to reply, but the picture flickered and the voice was intermittent, Mozart could not hear clearly.Finally, the screen completely turned into snowflakes, and the connection was interrupted.

Mozart stood up and walked outside, trying to find a place with a good signal.When he got outside, he realized that he was not the only one who had a bad signal. Many pedestrians on the street stopped. They were doing the same thing at the same time, and patted their brains: "Hello?"

Mozart thought blankly, what happened?

In the evening, Jin Wuxi fell.The blood-red sunset on the horizon is half-sinking at the end of the world.Mozart suddenly saw a black dot-like thing appearing in the middle of the setting sun. As the distance shortened, it gradually revealed its true appearance.

Mozart's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly understood what the peregrine falcon was warning about, it was... centipede!

With the sound of air defense sirens from far and near, the battle to defend Jupiter under the setting sun officially kicked off.