Chapter 297: The protagonist is a war five slag~

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7:30 in the evening.
After the simple opening ceremony, Shu Yunwen ate some things together in the buffet area, and then was dragged by a bunch of demons to the product display area, watching the little ghosts play the game.
Yuan Tai, Guang Yan, Bu Mei, although they laughed at Conan's game technology slag, but in fact their technology is not much better. Several devils are like bandits, running around in the exhibition hall, encountering a The game just wants to play.
In a twinkling of an eye, the time is almost nine o'clock, Yuan Tai, Guang Yan, they are crowded in front of a Shaoguan game, playing with joy, Conan's little ghost is accompanied by a bitter face, from time to time they have to be spit a few words by Yuan Tai, it is nothing. Can love!
Shu Yunwen, Sakamoto number beauty, Xiaolan, they stood behind the little ghosts, looked at the screen with interest, Xiaolan said with a smile: "Conan they are very happy to play! It seems that they are here today. Especially Conan, his game level seems to have been improving..."
"Yeah," Shu Yunwen squatted in his pocket and nodded casually.
Step by step, Meimei immediately said with pride: "That is because we have tried hard to teach him!"
Guang Yan also nodded: "Our teacher once said that as a classmate, you must love and help each other. Helping you to be a student is what we should do!"
Conan, who is holding the joystick, looks at "Ha ha ha" - he suddenly wants to die
then……
"Ah? Conan, have you been attentive to play? You are actually dead!" Stepmei Xiaoli complained.
Guang Yan immediately pushed Conan away: "Conan, you are dead, now it is me, you don't want to grab me!"
"Hay!" Conan rolled his eyes. Who is going to grab you?
Shu Yunwen was bored. Suddenly, there was a familiar voice coming from the side: "Yun Wen Daren, are you here?"

Well?
Shu Yunwen turned his head. As if he was a human, he smiled slightly.
It turned out to be Mr. Ueda, you are here...

This person is Ueda Koji who I have seen before.
Ueda Koss smiled and scratched his head: "Our staff at the Manchuria video game company have any, to help the democrats operate the machine or something... Yes, these two are my colleagues, Zhongdao Yingming and Takeshita Yusuke...

When talking, Ueda Kosuke pointed to the colleague beside him and gave a brief introduction.
Shu Yunwen nodded. Ueda Light smiled and recommended the surrounding video game console to Shu Yunwen: "... Yun Wen adults, this is a boxing dynamometer. It is a game console developed by me. Players can pass the boxing force. Touch the board, and then the corresponding value will appear on the force measuring machine. The higher the value, the better the picture on the dynamometer display will be..."
"...呃..." Shu Yunwen turned his head and looked at the Ueda Koji next to him -
In other words, this special game is also called a game machine? What are you teasing me?
Ueda Koji didn't notice Shu Yunwen's contemptuous eyes and continued: "...The original design concept of this boxing dynamometer was to relieve stress. The minimum hitting power is 1, and the maximum hitting power is 1000. However, generally In fact, it is very good to be able to hit two hundred... As for the theoretical value of 1000, at least the strength of the boxing Tyson can be reached..."
"...how? Yunwen adults, would you like to try it?"
"okay."
Shu Yunwen was in a tough situation, took the glove and put it on, punched the fist with a fist, and then saw a number on the screen - 122.
Seeing this number, Shu Yunwen could not help but blink.
Mommy! Brother, do I have such slag? Normal people can hit two hundred, my buddy, I am only one hundred and two... This is the meaning of the war five slag?
When Conan saw it, he couldn’t help but lick his mouth and glanced at Shu Yunwen.
"Well... Yunwen adults should be punching out without using strength." Ueda Koss smiled and explained, "When you are in force, posture, punching, and punching angles are easy to play as long as they are correct. High value. Please see..."
Ueda Koji spoke, standing in front of the machine, wearing a glove, and then punching out with a fist, showing a number, 287.
Shu Yunwen suddenly had a black line in his head - Nima, this shop is more powerful than the two...
Sakamoto looked at Ueda’s action and curiously asked: "Mr. Uda, have you practiced boxing? Look at your appearance, it seems to be the force of boxing..."
"Ah... yes, you are really a torch, I spent a while in the boxing club when I was in college..."
Ueda was a little surprised, then took off the glove, and then the glove was taken over. It was called Yusuke Yusuke.
Takeshita Yusuke took a glove and smiled and said: "How? Ueda, are you testing your own hitting power? Speaking, I haven’t tested it for a while... Yes, Nakajima. Nakajima, we Let's see who has the highest value!"

Well?
Nakajima turned his head and said with a smile,
Okay.

Takeshita Yusuke first hit, and a fist smashed in the past, hitting a value of 304. Some of them were not very embarrassed and scratched their heads: "There was no practice for a while, it was really weak! Nakajima, then I saw you!"
"Okay." Nakajima took off his shirt and handed it to Takeshita Yusuke. Then he put on his glove and smashed it into the past. The value of 348 appeared on the screen.
Xiaolan saw it, "Ah" said: "It's amazing!"
"Is Miss Xiaolan? Do you want to try it?" Nakajima proposed, "This can reduce stress..."
"So... okay, let me try it out..." Xiaolan agreed, and then put on the glove. Suddenly, he made a force and smashed the past. He yelled in his mouth: "Come on me. Come back! New one!"
With a click, the force plate swayed significantly twice, and a number appeared on the display, 400.
"Uh……"
Shu Yunwen's mouth was pumped twice, looking down at the stunned Conan devil - poor washing machine, this special if it was hit by Xiaolan, can not be killed!
Xiaolan sighed at this time, ignoring the crowds around the group, and turned his head to the number of beautiful people: "Some beautiful sisters, do you want to try it out too? This seems to really release the pressure...

"Is it? Then I will try it. During this time, I will review my homework every day. There is indeed some pressure..." Yan Benmei smiled and took the box.
Next, Ueda Koji said stutteringly: "True, it's unbelievable, Miss Xiaolan actually played four hundred percent, which is simply too strong... oh..."
When Ueda’s words were not finished, I saw that I’m stunned, and my fist slammed onto the force plate. Then I saw that the force plate was bent backwards and never bounced back. A numerical value appeared on the big screen. , 969.
"Ah..." The people around them are petrified.
"Hey..." 冢本数美 Look at the curved force plate, I am embarrassed to bend slightly, "...this... seems to have been broken by me, I am sorry..."
"No, nothing... I didn't expect that you actually played 969..." Ueda Koji spoke even more.
Shu Yunwen was awkward at this time - Nima, what 969? This is to directly blow the dynamometer to the blast!
When I think that I only have the power of 122, my girlfriend has 1000+ power, and Shu Yunwen suddenly has a faint sorrow...
"...I want to go to the bathroom!" Conan Xiaogui suddenly opened his mouth.
Su Yunwen suddenly felt that his body was cold, and then said: "I also want to wash my face... Mr. Ueda, where is the bathroom?"
Ueda Koji has not had time to answer, Nakajima has already said: "I happen to want to go to the toilet, let me take you there..."
"Okay, it is really bothering you."
Shu Yunwen and Conan thanked him together and walked to the bathroom next to Yingming, Nakajima.
It was not far from the three people going out. Shu Yunwen suddenly felt that someone was staring at himself.
Shu Yunwen turned back and forth and saw that Conan's little ghost was looking up at him. The kind of eyes were full of sympathy, worship, admiration, regret, and so on...
Shu Yunwen looked at Conan’s little ghost, and his eyes turned, and a fist hit the head of Conan’s head.
Nima! Don't look at me with that inexplicable look! I have a stomachache!
Ps: Well, I am sleepy... oh...
Ps2: Yes, it is very sleepy...
Ps3: Are you also sleepy? coincidence……
Ps4: I went to sleep, 88888