Master of the Stars

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At this time, the game interface has started to work, and Luo Nan is gradually determined. He is too lazy to entangle with Zhang Yingying, sweeping the data of wind speed and temperature, and making a gesture of moving forward.

Black Teeth and his pet, the mechanical dog "Nubi" carrying two cardinal ammunition, selected the highest hills in the surrounding environment and began to climb.

Zhang Yingying pouted her lips, arms folded as her chest, and had no operation at all. Her distorted character, "Feng Huang", cruising through the air, with a posture in her grasp.

Luo Nan understands what she means. This is to give up tactical maneuverability and win the game directly. For the role of "Black Teeth", it is undoubtedly the most powerful situation.

As a novice, Ronan recognized this "preferential treatment", he manipulated the black teeth, set up a weapon platform on the top of the hill, at the cost of completely sacrificing mobility, to maximize firepower.

When everything was ready, Ronan did not speak, and made a provocative gesture.

Zhang Yingying pursed her lips, changed her gesture for the first time, and manipulated the "Feng Huang" like a giant poisonous bee.

At this time, the distance between the two logos is 987 meters.

900, 800, 700 ...

Black tooth's light electromagnetic gun started roaring, drawing a bright track under the sky.

Zhang Yingying suddenly got excited and announced with a roar:

"I want to crush you!"

No matter how amused Zhang Yingying behaves, her skill in game control is definitely far above Luo Nan.

The huge body of "Feng Huang", protruding all the way, flew through the gradually dense trajectory, waiting to break through the 500-meter life and death line, and several small changes in a row, so that the hard-woven barrage fell apart.

"Nubi" was corroded by venom, the ammunition was exploded, and the black teeth were swept across the neck by the thin and transparent bee wings, directly KO.

"Firstblood!"

Opposite the desk, Zhang Yingying shook her index finger at Luo Nan.

"Would you like to change roles?"

Without saying a word, Luo Nan chose the item "Restart Fight".

Zhang Yingying grinned at the battle, but while waiting to configure the battlefield, she felt a little bit sentimental. Raising his head, he saw Luo Nan's eyes, passed through the light curtain, and fell on her face, it had not moved for a long time.

Lifting his chin slightly, he blinked over there again: "How's it, beautiful!"

As for whether it refers to appearance or operation skills, it is a matter of opinion.

Luo Nan didn't answer, his eyes slightly staggered, but it didn't take long before he turned around again.

Ms. Zhang Yingying is naturally beautiful, so she is not afraid of watching, not to mention that there are games in front, so I have to wait until the game is cool.

In the closed room, light and shadow are staggered and blurred, and time flows through in another form.

Once the "Wild Game" started, it never stopped. Until a phone call came in, Zhang Yingying was informed of the latest news.

"After the trial ... What time? Hey, really fought all night."

The counter at the lower side of the light curtain also shows the number of game rounds, game time and real time. It can be seen that it is already 4:50 in the morning on the 28th. Luo Nan and Zhang Yingying have killed more than 200 innings, which took nearly 7 hours.

"It really is a masterpiece that kills time ..."

Ronan took a few deep breaths. Not only did he not get tired from long games, but on the contrary, his brain was in a state of extreme excitement.

Now he must do something.

Ronan picked up the notebook, turned to a blank page, and went straight to write. In just ten seconds or so, the lines of the highlighter pen have outlined the outline. It is still a consistent "sketch" style. It does not consider the details, but only depicts the figure's body movements and more typical background.

On the screen, the girl with a vague face lifted her cheek with one hand and gestured with the other hand. At first glance it seemed lazy, but the tension of her limbs told everyone:

She was attentive and full of interest.

She is making a game, whether it is "Ten Days of the Wild" or drinking and punching, in short, that taste.

She is still evaluating her opponents, perhaps for a strong desire to win or lose, or for other purposes.

Ronan paused for a while and determined that this was the effect he wanted.

Since 10 o'clock yesterday night, Luo Nan has been watching Zhang Yingying for 7 hours. Compared with his consistent rapid observation and quick start, this time is undoubtedly atypical.

However, Ronan thought it was worth it. For him, Zhang Yingying is definitely an object worth recording.

But there is one more thing that needs to be shown.

Luo Nan hovered, but he didn't write. It's not that he can't grasp it, but once he writes the pen, it means an attitude ... he can wait and observe again.

He faced the sketch straight and fell into contemplation.

Zhang Yingying had finished answering the phone, and regrettably turned off the game effect. To Luo Nandao: "You can go home. That phantom is still to be left as physical evidence ... Oh, yes, do you want to go directly to school? Do n’t go home to sleep child?"

Luo Nan yelled and continued to ponder, the pen tip will not fall.

With Zhang Yingying's curiosity, how can you resist this? Now I looked over, and then froze, instinctively reached out to touch Ronan's forehead:

"Do you want to soak me?"

Luo Nan did not dodge or raise his head. Ren Zhangying's warm palm was lightly attached to the forehead, and the stroke of his hand sketched more carefully.

Now children are so precocious!

Seeing Luo Nan's cool appearance, Zhang Yingying simply wanted to reach out and cover his eyes. But after half a second, the subtle changes in the notebook, she has absorbed all her attention.

The qualities of the highlighter pen are not easy to reflect the accumulation of lines and shadows, but Luo Nan presents the vague and narrow details through proper blanking, as if a flowing cloud band is wrapped around the girl.

That's it.

Even Zhang Yingying didn't realize that when she was playing the game and playing High, her body was full of vitality, and some things were taken off and displayed.

Perhaps ordinary people equipped with the most advanced scanning equipment may not be able to discover the mystery. The problem is that since Ronan was carried by the burning shadow, his soul was out of touch, and the perception of his eyes, ears, nose, tongue and tongue merged into a special spiritual level, and he could always see some incredible things.

The room was extremely quiet, so quiet that the air seemed to freeze. Luo Nan kept the same rhythm as before, immediately closed the pen, then attached the sensor tip, clipped it back to the pen capsule, and then pressed the less sensitive tablet to separate the metal ring frame and removed the draft.

After doing all this, Luo Nan took a breath and raised his head slightly, and handed over the draft with both hands: "Lawyer Zhang, this picture is for you, even today and um, thank you for what happened yesterday."

Zhang Yingying didn't respond for the first time. She stared at the indistinct sketch, just like looking at a mirror, raising her hand subconsciously, contrasting the mirror, and touching her corresponding position with her hand.

Swept fingertips, empty. Only the spiritual consciousness, which has been thoroughly tempered, has received corresponding feedback from itself.

"My" White Rainbow ", is it like this?"

Zhang Yingying froze for ten seconds before waking up suddenly, and her eyes were instantly nailed to Luo Nan's face:

"You ... psychic!"

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