In the Frost River Reality Area, at the junction of the box area and the public arena, a group of people looked at each other. He Yueyin stopped talking. Earlier, Red Fox had entered a strange state of silence. There was no response in any case. The excitement in front was like a burnt bonfire, disappearing into ashes.
"She can give orders, but her ability to talk to each other is average in my opinion." Zhang Yingying whispered to Bai Xinyan in a low voice, standing up and talking without pain in her back.
Bai Xinyan tightened her neck again to shut her up.
He Yueyin was as quiet as ever, just lowering his eyes as if thinking deeply.
On the street, the bamboo pole walked quickly towards the direction of Frost River Reality. At the same time, he used the surrounding surveillance cameras to turn around several times and finally captured the image of the red fox. The angle of the picture is not very good, but you can still see the striking red jacket of the red fox. He was standing like a pile in the crowd, silently in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhugan let out a long sigh: "It's okay if you didn't rush in directly, those words will have an effect."
Paper Cut tried his best to swing his fat body, keep up with the bamboo pole, and try to come up with an idea: "Can you be the first to verify it?"
The conversation between the two people deliberately avoided the encrypted channel to avoid irritating the red fox.
Without even thinking about it, Zhugan shook his head and said, "It's too dangerous."
According to Ronan's updated animation, the body closest to He Yueyin and others is the corpse marked as the sacrificial knight. However, the distance between each sacrificial knight is not large.
The situation in Shuanghe Realm Area at this time is like a strange chess game. The luxury box area and the public arena are used as the Chu River and Han boundaries to separate the association from the Justice Order.
The association arranged chariots, horses, and artillery. Before they could get started, the veteran generals over there were fighting with their own warriors and elephants, but the other chess pieces were all ready and tightly arrayed. It is said that these vehicles, horses and artillery are all prepared to eat up their own veterans, but if the association really wants to "cross the river", then the corresponding pressure will naturally be borne by the association.
After listening to Zhugan's explanation, Paper Cut spread out his hands: "Something will happen if you verify it, and something will happen if you don't verify it. Isn't this frustrating! Boss Luo, should you speak plainly?"
Paper Cut originally had no position on either side of the argument, but Red Fox's fierce and decisive reaction aroused some sympathy in him. At the same time, Ronan's long silence also made him a little dissatisfied.
Even if you are a half-grown child, since you step into the circle and participate in actions, you must show sufficient professionalism and collaboration skills. Especially in times of crisis like this, one "scammer" can kill the entire team just by changing his mind. As a team member, who wouldn’t be afraid? In the final analysis, Red Fox was just overreacting.
Paper Cut glanced into the encrypted channel again, and then as expected saw the young and childish face. Somehow, Maoyan, who shared the same perspective, had fixed his gaze on Ronan's face for a long time.
This seemingly young and immature high school student had fallen into silence since the beginning of the argument. No matter whether it was sarcastic remarks or supportive gestures, he could not move his face. If you look carefully, Ronan should still be doing the "global sensing" thing. His eyes are blank, his mind is ethereal, and he is not paying attention to the red fox.
This approach, at best, is conscientious and unfazed, but to be honest, it is too arrogant, lonely, selfish and cold-blooded!
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Paper-cut's opinion is somewhat biased towards the latter, but he is more calm than Red Fox after all. In the end, he just sent a private message to Maoyan: "Hey, kitten, do you see anything?"
Maoyan didn't respond immediately, and his perspective didn't change at all. Is this because he was fascinated?
Paper Cut had no choice but to send another message: "Is there any way to verify this without irritating the cult?"
It was at the moment when he sent the letter that he inexplicably remembered the famous lecturer's conclusion in the "Team Collaboration" class of the association's intermediate training class: When a team's public channel is idle and private chats and private messages are prevalent, distance falls apart. Just around the corner.
He grinned with a paper cut, and then looked at the image of Ronan in the encrypted channel, and it felt even worse. At this moment, Maoyan's perspective shook, as if someone was greeting her over there.
"Kitten, what do you say?" Inside Shuanghe Reality, Zhang Yingying couldn't bear it anymore. She pushed Bai Xinyan's throat-locking arm wider and greeted Mao Yan.
The current bad team atmosphere is not just a paper-cut feeling for one person. Zhang Yingying had been firmly on Ronan's side before, but she also knew clearly that as the focus of the conflict, the boy's stuffy gourd-like approach was really inappropriate.
Nowadays, it’s no longer popular to act cool. Everyone likes warm men!
But Ronan really couldn't wake him up. From a doctor's point of view, Bai Xinyan suggested that she not disturb Ronan while he was undergoing induction to avoid any trouble.
As for He Yueyin, this senior secretary who was remembered as a sharp and bright secretary, turned out to be inexplicably deep tonight, speaking half-heartedly, and having unclear goals. It was completely different from his performance when dealing with the human-faced spider last week. It seems that until now, He Yueyin has not really clarified the so-called "task", which makes Red Fox so angry that his brains will burst out.
In desperation, Zhang Yingying could only consult Maoyan, who was the most professional on the core issue. If Maoyan could understand Ronan's intention, help explain a few sentences, or provide a proof, this knot might be loosened.
After the greeting was passed, Maoyan did not react immediately. Instead, after two seconds, he suddenly turned his head, as if he had been awakened. This startled Zhang Yingying: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Mao Yan reached out and straightened the flat-brimmed hat that she had been wearing crookedly. The shadow of the hat brim covered half of her cheek, "What did you say?"
Zhang Yingying looked at her suspiciously and then said: "I'm talking about verification. Red Fox is not willing to give up. Ronan can't beat him with three sticks. Is there any way you can verify it to be more secure?" of?"
On the other side, Paper Cut also nodded secretly, thinking that he and Zhang Yingying would go together. But then he saw that Maoyan didn't answer, but the perspective moved back to Ronan's face again, slightly turned away, and then returned again, as if that delicate and childish face had some incredible magnetism.
This is the rhythm of being fascinated!
Paper Cut couldn't help but complain in his heart. At this moment, the cat's eyes suddenly became focused and focused so much that the entire field of view became blurred.
The only thing that is clear is the pair of slowly raised, somewhat variegated pupils in the center of the interface.
The pupils belong to Ronan.
The character at the center of the conflict seems to have finally heard people's doubts and dissatisfaction, temporarily stepped out of his self-enclosed logic, and connected with the outside world.
The object of Ronan's gaze is the cat's eye, but the paper-cutting is paying attention to the sharing of the cat's eye's perspective, which is equivalent to looking at Ronan through the cat's eyes.
Well, the word "looking at each other" is not precise. It should be a one-sided observation.
But inexplicably, when the paper-cut gaze met Luo Nanyuan's indescribably clear pupils, a shiver suddenly came out of his body. At this moment, even the drizzle falling from the sky felt a bit more chilly, seeping into my bones.
A whisper from a bamboo pole could be heard faintly in my ears: "These eyes are evil."
There will be another chapter later, you can also read it tomorrow morning
