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Four hundred and nineteen chapters mother(2/2)

He skillfully shuttled through the alleys, walking lightly ahead, not like being in a crowded crowd, but like walking on the most ordinary street.

The breeze mixed with fragrance blew his golden hair, and the red rope that he tied behind his head swayed slightly, as if a faint sweet smell was scattered from his body

Su Mingan was a little dazed.

He remembered his spring outing in his second year of high school.

At that time, he was walking among his classmates, with laughter from the crowd in his ears, and holding the candied haws given to him by his deskmate. The sweet taste accompanied him for a long time, and he was still impressed.

The memories that went forward kept fading in his mind, like old photos that gradually turned yellow. Instead, they were the techniques of using various skills, the information of the plot lines, and the pain of death that was constantly superimposed.

His memory before the world game began to begin to blur naturally.

Crushing past the crowd, he walked up the moss-covered stone brick steps.

There are water pavilions and quaint wooden buildings here. Wild grass grows wildly on the edge of the mountain platform, and green stone statues stand next to the slowly flowing stream. Several ancient houses are quietly located in front of them.

Lanterns are hung at four corners of the ancient building, and pools and incense burners are placed around it. The decorations are full of Zen, and there is a fresh smell of pine needles and bamboo forests in the air.

Several people went to draw a lottery.

Noel is Moji, while Lu Shu and Lin Yin are Xiaoji.

"Try it?" Lin Yin signaled Su Mingan to draw quickly.

"I still won't draw anymore. If I draw badly, the atmosphere will be completely ruined." Su Mingan said: "I don't believe this either."

"Hey, it's okay to thrust, even if you draw 'evil', we won't laugh at you!"

Lin Yin immediately grabbed his arm and pulled it on the stall.

After looking at the person who was happily posing for a sign, Su Mingan sighed, pressed down on the mask on his face, and turned on the wooden sign in his hand.

...

【Good】

...

The black handwriting on the wooden sign seems to be a sign of a bright future.

"What a good luck, you got this," said Noel.

The first player draws "Dao Ji", which has a very high value.

...Because in a sense, his good luck will also represent the good luck of many people.

"Maybe." Su Mingan touched the word "Daji" on the wooden sign and put it in his pocket.

"Let's go, next stop!" Lin Yin waved his hand.

Later, the few people went to many different places.

They went to take the amulet, walked through the mirror maze, played the drifting of the prohibited ability, watched the electronic music festival, and watched a "district server e-sports competition" organized by the players.

They tasted all kinds of snacks along the way, watched shadow puppets, and bought some serious gossip news books for the top players. Noel said that in the Eighth World he would use this to mock others.

They walked through the Internet celebrity bridge, listened to a high-profile discussion about the first player that happened in the teahouse, learned the new chess and cards developed during the World Games, and played a few games.

Finally, they reached today's focus - the "World Game Culture Annual Exhibition".

Unlike the traditional "comic exhibition", it is more like an exhibition for all age groups, including fan, stage play, coser troupe, joint song and dance troupe, as well as various cultural products derived from world games, comics, popular science books, peripherals and other cultural products. Its main focus is not "two-dimensional" and animation, but all derivative cultures in "world games".

When entering the door, Noel took out four tickets that had been prepared.

"It's a coincidence that when I bought the tickets, the tickets were almost sold out. Although this kind of exhibition is basically open to adventurers for free, I don't want to leak information." Noel said: "As a player named 'Xiao Xiao' took the initiative to come to the New World Guild and happened to meet me. He said he was responsible for selling second-hand tickets, so he got it for me."

...A very familiar name.

Su Mingan heard this very existential name, but he did not think about it carefully.

When a few people entered, they immediately heard a loud shout with great presence.

"——The first player! It turned out to be you!"

The loud shout, like thunder, seemed particularly loud in the noisy venue, and rumbling over through the rolling crowd.

“——!”

Su Mingan's left foot, which had just stepped in, immediately withdrew his left foot. He pressed the mask on his face with his hand and had begun to brew space displacement.

——This is too unfavorable to get out!

He was caught as soon as he entered the venue... Although he had almost relaxed enough now, there was no need to get involved in this crowded place.

But, it's all here.

I've come here, but I'm actually discovered as soon as I meet...

By the way, his face was not revealed, how did they find out...

"Don't be nervous." Noel smiled and stopped him, his tone was still calm: "Look carefully."

Su Mingan raised his head.

"—Fearless guy, I'm shocked by your courage." A loud response echoed through the venue again.

The voice and tone were extremely passionate, as if reading a gorgeous European poem: "But it is obvious that you do not correctly understand your status, you cannot learn to classify, and you like this - you cannot become a beacon!"

The sound of the speech was rumbling, extremely powerful, and it made people's ears hurt.

"Papapapapapapapapa-" A burst of applause rang out.

...Su Mingan discovered it only then.

In the center of this huge venue, there is a large booth filled with lights in various colors.

It is like a sun, where the most people are gathered, like the core of the venue, people radiate with it as the center.

At this time, a person dressed in a very similar manner to him was standing on the stage, spreading his arms and giving a passionate speech.

Opposite him were several people wearing performance costumes. They were worn out and had obvious scars on their faces.

On the big screen behind the stage, a familiar city wall scene was displayed. The harsh siren roared at this moment. For a moment, the heroic BGM sounded at the same time, making people excited.

The protagonist of the "Playa People--" held high his head.

In front of him, several injured actors immediately knelt down at the same time, as if they were intimidated by his domineering aura.

Several people wearing black uniforms and performing uniforms immediately took the stage, holding silver guns, and began dancing around the protagonist.

The glow sticks in the audience were waving wildly, and people in strange costumes shook their heads and their hair was shaking like mops.

The people who stopped to watch surrounded the stage in a big circle, and their applause kept ringing.

"Playa people-" the actor repeated again, his tone was extremely exciting, as if he was about to spit out all the food he had eaten last night:

“—I love you!”

He shouted with great devotion.

"Huahuo--" The actor of the soul hunter in the black uniform immediately began to dance a dance around him, and the stage play seemed to have reached the next stage.

The audience applauded desperately and almost patted their hands red.

"It's so touching, this kind of sacrifice." They talked:

"Although I didn't come to the scene in person, I think this is how the first player should have delivered the speech at that time, and it's worth the trip."

"Oh, I think that the actor is still almost there. The first player's speech should be more passionate and louder than this. This is not interesting enough."

The lights kept flashing on the stage, and more and more people were attracted by this stage play that was staged at the center of the venue.

“—I love you!”

“—I love you!”

"—Don't indulge in peace, don't follow fate—I love you like this!"

The rumbling shouts kept echoing in the venue, which was like a execution ground for repeated executions.

Su Mingan, who witnessed all this: "..."
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