Chapter 665: Bet on my dignity as a participant

"What's wrong, Fang Ran?"
After waiting for a while in the alley between the building and the building, only to see Fang Ran come down, Jota asked strangely.
"Ah, it's okay, just now I suddenly felt a mysterious power calling me to save another world, but I ran away after finding out that I was not a Japanese high school student."
Still, the trainer running with his mouth full of mouths found an excuse to flicker Jota, and Fang Ran and him came to the streets of Akihabara and looked around looking around:
"In other words, where are we going to find her now, Akihabara is so big in total, we are almost finished shopping, let's not go to Harajuku to find her! She is probably in Harajuku! Go!"
"Wait! Wait, Fang Ran, Sister Orange won't go to such a place, you just want to see the hot girl!"
Seeing Fang Ran's serious desire to be faithful to him, he turned his face and walked in another direction. Jota hurriedly pulled the back of his clothes and shouted loudly, and then saw his face, "No way, he was actually You found the expression of regret and turned around and rolled his eyes.
"Then where do you say we should go?"
"Sister Orange likes animation and games. We can go to a place that sells this kind of stuff to find her... Hey, Fang Ran, there seems to be a place where games are sold."
Hearing Fang Ran throwing the question to himself, Jota hesitated to say it, and then suddenly found that there was a big blue sign not far away with the words'発売する (for sale)' written on it.
Then she kept trying to persuade herself,'Or let's go to Harajuku' or she's definitely not here.'Let's go, let's go to Harajuku' Fang Ran, after arriving at the destination, Jota found that there were so many unexpected people here. ,and...
They all wore all kinds of costumes from characters in anime.
"Fang...Fang Fang Fang Ran...!"
Silently looking at Liushen Wuzhu when he saw so many old people, hiding behind him, Fang Ran glanced at the hall that seemed to be temporarily requisitioned as an event venue, and some people familiar with the road looked around:
"Eh...Is the COS exhibition in Japan like this? It should be selling games over there."
In the entire venue, there are various animation posters, booths selling around, people holding cameras and shooting around, as well as male and female cosins wearing various C suits and makeup. There are many exquisite figures with a high degree of reduction and freedom. For some reason, the lively atmosphere has a kind of nostalgia.
And it seems to be held together with the animation exhibition, and then I saw a long line on the other side, and many people carrying a schoolbag were lining up to talk enthusiastically, waiting for the release of the new game.
"Let's go, Jota, let's go there and see."
"Good..."
The little chicken nodded quickly like a peck of rice, and Jota followed Fang Ran and walked towards the game sale area nervously, but only halfway...
"Hello, can you take a photo with me?"
"Wow, so beautiful, where did you get such a beautiful and authentic lo skirt!?"
"Miss sister, young lady, which anime character do you cos with?"
...
A group of girls in beautiful little skirts swarmed from all directions, squeezing Fang Ran’s ‘ber’ away from Yota, huddling around Yota, talking in Japanese that he didn’t understand.
"Fang... Fang Fang Fang Ran Fang Ran... Fang Ran! Fang Ran!"
Then Jota, who was surrounded in an instant, trembled all over, and shouted for help in Fang Ran's direction.
Fang was expressionless, standing still, looking at Jota, who was surrounded by girls of various colors, pondering for a second.
Then he turned away without hesitation.
"It looks like Jota, you are really popular. I won't be jealous when I seize the opportunity. Show your courage and dad."
This is the first time I was so close, surrounded by so many strangers, all of the opposite sex, listening to the various questions ringing in my ears, Jota cried out in a panic and looked at Fang Ran. Nostalgia, like the vicissitudes of the old man leaving at sunset in a cowboy movie, anxiously shouted:
"Wait! Don't leave me! And Fang Ran, didn't you say I won't be seen by anyone!?"
"I lied to you."
"Then why do they ask me about the Lolita dress!?"
"Uh...that's real."
Jota: "..."
(;QДQ) Then don't leave me alone! ! !
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In line with the good intentions of letting Jota have more chances to pick up girls, Fang Ran has no guilt for throwing the little cosplayers with communication difficulties in the pile of COSER girls, while watching around wearing cool C clothes, black silk girls shaking My Japanese lady, while walking towards the area where the game was released, suddenly realized that
Wait, I don’t seem to know what that person looks like...
Rolling his eyes blankly, he looked at the long line of dozens of people and exhaled, but remembering Jota's description of "Sister Orange is very conspicuous in the crowd", he still held the test. The attitude of a try, glanced at the entire long team, and then at the first place...
I saw an orange tent, the pattern on it made it look like half an orange.
Fang Ran: "..."
Masaka...
To be honest, Fang Ran is really curious about what kind of magical participant a woman who teaches people to use the ‘cruel’ means of exposing Baidu cloud disk to be.
But when he really wanted to see him, Fang Ran felt that the other party might be more magical than he thought.
Under the scrutiny of many big brothers, ‘you lad, do you want to jump in the line’, they walked to the orange tent that looked like a half orange and knocked on the door tentatively:
"That...stay Mao Wang...?"
After being quiet for a second, Fang Ran saw the "half orange" tremble, and then the zipper sounded a dull-hairy figure sleeping in a small orange cloak and dyed blond hair, and a figure emerged from it. When he raised his head, he looked pretty sleepy and looked at Fang Ran in front of him.
"what...?"
He made a bewildered voice when he heard someone call his name before waking up.
"Um...that I was sent by Ye Sheng to pick you up..."
"Sorry, you found the wrong person, I am not Mucheng."
Then before Fang Ran had even tried to say what he had come for, he seemed to regain his vigilance in an instant, and he retracted into the tent at the speed of light.
Let Fang Ran stare blankly at the orange tent in front of him, always feeling that this scene is exactly the same as when he first found Jota.
The air was quiet for three seconds.
then...
"Stop talking nonsense! Come out quickly! You don't want to confess yourself, and install a large clove of garlic! You have been notified that the national war is about to start, and you are still in this place...doing it! Your tent is also nailed on the ground!?"
"Even if you are also a companion in the night game, you can never want to drag me out of this tent. There is still four days before the national war begins. I will never go out early, although I am very sorry that Ye Sheng has been taking care of me. , But sorry, please allow me to be absent for this event."
(╬◣д◢)ツ┬─┬Don’t even say the same thing!
At the back of the line, the people all looked curiously watching Fang Ran pull the orange tent in front of him with the strength of milking. At the same time, there was an excuse almost exactly the same as that of Jota at the time, but it was always self-contained. Yota, who is weak and lifeless, is different.
This was a calm and silent voice that made Fang Ran feel like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
One minute later...
Fang Ran gasped and looked at the tent that was about one centimeter translated, feeling the headache brows rubbing his temples.
"That I said, you shouldn't be a person with autism communication disorder, right?"
Then only the upper part of the zipper was opened, and a head in a small buried cloak grew from the orange tent. In the tent, Mu Orange nodded calmly:
"Well, no, I'm normal."
Fang Ran stared at her strange first impression silently, and asked with a twitch of his mouth:
"Then why are you reluctant to go back early?"
Then she heard Mucheng's voice, and although she couldn't see it, she always felt proud to open her chest:
"Of course it's because I have to wait for the latest game to be released, and I am busy at home to clear the game before the level, share the strategy process, experience skills and experience of the level..."
"You give me a little sense of being a participant!!!"
"Even though they don't understand Chinese, Xiao Fangran, don't you really want to shout like this..."
Facing Fang Ran, who heard her chattering and roaring Mucheng, silently stared at him to spit, she spoke calmly:
"And you give up, bet on my dignity as a participant, and I won't go back if I don't buy the first limited deluxe edition of "Jin Jin Ou and Ci Fat Sauce" which will be released tomorrow morning."
(°Д°╬) God he bets on the dignity of the participants, you use the dignity of the participants to bet on this! ?
And what is the name of that broken game! ?
After taking a deep breath, it took a long time to calm down his desire to vomit. Fang Ran stared at the "tent monster" in front of him and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth~EbookFREE.me~ He always felt that he had never seen him today. At the beginning, the previous Yota, and the Mucheng in front of him, the three of them are all'problem' guys, they have completely subverted their previous impression of the members of the night game.
What are these three guys!
A typical rich and hedonistic carrot, an autistic patient who is a computer genius but has to write online novels, and a game nerd who is nailed to the tent for the sale of exotic games...
Fang Ran was suddenly very grateful that after he had just entered the night game, the first person he knew was Suqun, who set him a correct example.
Fortunately, not these three goods today...
"Are you really not going back with me?"
"Not with."
"Are you really not leaving?"
"Don't go."
Fang Ran and Mu Cheng stared at each other silently.
Then Fang Ran suddenly turned around and a box appeared in his hand, with a blank expression on his face and a great reading:
"Oh, I happen to have a first limited deluxe edition here. Oops, what a headache, it seems I can only find someone to sell it (good reading
Snapped!
The next second after turning around, Fang Ran felt a strong embrace tightly hugging his leg, silently turning his head and looking down.
Seeing a ‘hamster’ wearing an obviously extended version of the small buried cloak, his whole body leaped out of the tent and patted on the ground, his raised face still looked at himself with the same seriousness as before:
"When shall we leave?"
"Sister Orange, let me just ask, what about your dignity as a participant?"
"My what?"
Fang Ran: "..."
alright, you win.
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