1 (The previous chapter should be 308, the chapter number is wrong, don't care.) ）

Hung up the phone.

Sasuke looked at Naruto dissatisfied, his brow almost twisted into a 'kawa' shape.

But it's also.

Naruto's rhetoric of running a train, he doesn't know how to carry out the round if Sunan doesn't show up in a few days!

Sakata Gintoki silently withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the sky outside.

It was a pool of clear, almost bottomless blue sky, and in that blue, there were leisurely clouds swimming, and I couldn't help but raise my fingers, as if my fingertips were also dyed blue in the twilight.

The sky is an indigo lake, with ripples in the microwave.

It's as clear as a wash.

Clear and quiet.

Three teenagers, no, three older beautiful teenagers stayed in the conference room, not saying a word.

……

……

Hatsune Miku's home.

The heavenly singing voice kept coming out.

"You don't see the army, the red cliffs, the wildfires, the iron locks. ”

"I don't see the fierce battle on the Yangtze River in Xishu with the Northern Enemy. ”

"Following the will, Jiangdong stands in the southeast of China. ”

"Do your best to sprinkle your blood and show your great deeds, and your sword spirit points to the sky. ”

"In the military tent, Gong Jinzhi and Zhang Zhaomou have frequently offered strange strategies. ”

"On the battlefield, Tai Shi Yong, Gan Ningba, one horse, ten thousand. ”

"Even though there are thousands of kinds of loneliness and loneliness that accompany them. ”

"Both the success or failure of the final crown and the crown dragon chair and the ...... with a smile"

In the stereo, the interlude music kept coming out, Luo Tianyi held the microphone, his gray hair hung down behind his back like a waterfall, and he didn't raise a hairpin, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he kept practicing the song "Power in the World" written by Sunan for him!

Hatsune Miku sat on the side, coffee in his hand, and took a quiet sip.

Xiao Luochan's singing voice has improved again.

However, just when Hatsune Miku was about to continue to enjoy it, Luo Tianyi didn't pick up the lyrics of the interlude, which made Hatsune Miku raise his eyebrows.

Luo Tianyi took a few steps forward, turned off the music, and wiped the sweat from his head.

Hatsune Miku turned his head suspiciously: "Xiao Luo-chan, what's wrong?"

Luo Tianyi playfully stuck out his tongue: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was distracted for a while, and I didn't pick up the lyrics." ”

Hatsune Miku smiles.

"But......" Luo Tianyi paused and said loudly: "The speed of this song is very fast, whether it is breathing or rhythm, it feels difficult to control, and I feel a little unable to keep up with the rhythm when practicing." ”

Fast-paced?

Can't keep up?

Difficult to navigate?

Is this difficult for you?

Hearing this, Hatsune Miku tilted his head: "Xiao Luo-chan, this should be your ...... Good at it, right?"

Luo Tianyi also tilted his head, revealing a bright smile.

But soon, as if she had thought of something, she picked up the water cup beside her, suddenly turned her head and asked: "Little Future Sauce, remember what I said about how many strong opponents there were in "Sing Huaxia"? I heard that Yang Guo player refused the top 20 training camp. ”

Hatsune Miku paused for a moment, and she subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Tianyi shook his head: "I don't know what's wrong, I suddenly thought of such a person." By the way, where has the original author of Sunan been in the past few days? I haven't seen him for a few days, and I was thinking that I could learn more from him. ”

"Learn from that weird Shu?"

Hatsune Miku covered his mouth and smiled: "Forget it, I often don't see others anyway." ”

……

……

Kohei Restaurant.

"Little master, I will definitely win against you today!"

"Let the horses come!"

"So, the theme of today's competition is 'noodles'!"

"Come on!"

"Hey, hey, hey, it's going to blow your mind!"

"Yes, I also came up with a new idea today, Kohei, you're going to lose again today!"

After the continuous processing of the two of them, when the two noodles were served, the fragrance had already filled the whole room!

However, just as the two were about to eat each other's works, suddenly, they fell silent.

Xingping Chuangzhen drooped his head and said softly: "I heard Yinshi say, Sunan...... He still doesn't seem to be in touch?"

The little master sat there with his head down, not looking very happy: "Ah, it's been a few days since I lost contact." ”

"I didn't ...... Call the police?"

Yinshi said that he called Sunan's parents, and his father didn't say anything when he heard this, but just said that he knew, and he explained that he didn't need to call the police, and said that Sunan would come back after a while. ”

"Damn...... Sunan and his father really said that?"

"Well, I don't know why they're not in a hurry. ”

Kohei Chuangzhen touched his chin and thought about it, and suddenly asked: "Could it be that Sunan was homesick and embarrassed to tell others, so he secretly drove home by himself?"

The little master was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed, and he was a little suspicious.

"Sunan...... Is there such a fragility inside?"

"Who's right?"

"I always feel ......"

"Ah Xing, don't think about it, Sunan must have something else. ”

……

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The cabin where Kirito lives.

Asuna gently flipped through the book on the table, her eyes resting on the words.

"When is the bright moon? I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how can it be ...... in the world?"

Asuna remembered this poem very well.

It's the eternal poem written when Sunan and Naruto were competing at the beginning of school!

Every time she reads this poem, she feels more and more that this poem describes the artistic conception of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and she doesn't know if there is anyone in the future, but it is definitely unprecedented!

Whether it's the mood.

Whether it's the subtlety of the words.

Whether it's rhyme.

Whatever it is expressed!

I'm afraid that if this poem really comes out, there will be no more works that can surpass it.

Sometimes Asuna wonders what kind of mentality Sunan wrote this kind of word that should be listed as a 'swan song'.

Playing around?

Competition?

Carelessly?

Readily?

Asuna sighed inexplicably, she turned her head and thought for a moment and asked, "Kirito, didn't you say Sunan two days ago...... I can't seem to get in touch? What's going on? Still can't be reached?"

Kirito was sitting by the window and looking up at the sky outside.

Hearing this, he subconsciously turned his head.

"What did you say?"

Asuna sighed, "Forget it, when I didn't ask anything. ”

Kirito nodded, looking at the sky with some concern.

……

……

S University Rector's Office.

Makarov sat there with a cup of coffee, frowning and speechless.

Bo Feng Shuimen sat on the side and smiled gently, but if you look closely, there seems to be no usual sunshine in that smile.

Kakashi Hagi leaned against the door, his hands folded in front of him and his head bowed.

Makarov slowly took a sip of his coffee and said one word: "Wait." ”

Kakashi Hachiki raised an eyebrow, "Wait?"

Makarov nodded: "Wait." ”

Bo Feng Shuimen thought for a moment and spoke: "Don't say anything else, those poems written by Sunan, their value and significance, you should know better than us, old man, right?

Makarov frowned: "I know this, so now we need to wait." ”

"This thing...... It's a bit ......."

"Knock knock. ”

"Knock knock. ”

Before he could finish speaking, a sudden knock on the door made Kakashi, who was standing by the door, pause. He shifted and pulled the door open.

Before the person enters, the sound comes out first.

"Hey, what's wrong, what's wrong!?"

"What the hell is going on?"