Since the Song family is not the opponent of the Yang family in terms of frontal strength, it is better to start from the side.

However, how to start from the side is also a technical job.

If Xia Yi came to operate, he could influence the girls who affected the Yang family at most, but there were still men in the Yang family.

So, he's not ready to take it himself.

He came to the door of Song Yan's house and rang the doorbell.

Seeing that it was Xia Yi, Song Yan happily opened the door, and he grabbed Xia Yi's hand.

"Come on in and see the new clothes I made for Sister Qiong."

Entering Song Yan's room, Xia Yi saw a puppet dressed in dead reservoir water.

Whether it's silver hair, brown eyes, or even the three words Kasugano on the dead reservoir water, they are all in place.

After praising the puppet ordinarily, Xia Yi got to the point.

"The day after tomorrow, you're going to compete with the people of the Yang family, right?" He asked.

"Yes, our plan this time is to play a survival game in the forest, without any food or tents, and use local materials to survive until the end of the competition."

Song Yan's words let Xia Yi know why they lost so badly later.

actually gave up the competition directly, thinking about how to play.

"Did you just give up winning or losing?"

"Anyway, it can't compare." Song Yan replied.

It's not that the people of the Song family don't want to win, everyone has a competitive heart.

However, after more than ten years of competition, they knew that they couldn't win the Yang family at all.

"In terms of strength, you can't compare, but the competition only looks at winning or losing, and strength is only an element that affects winning or losing."

"What?" Song Yan reacted, Xia Yi wanted him to win that competition.

He instinctively wanted to refuse, but Xia Yi's next words attracted his attention.

Xia Yi said: "You, the dome girl, although you are already very sophisticated in terms of superficial settings, but it has no soul. ”

"How can a puppet have a soul?" Song Yan was stunned.

You know it's just a doll!

After complaining in his heart, Xia Yi continued: "First of all, it won't move. ”

"Isn't this nonsense, whose family puppet will move?"

Don't say it, my family puppets are really moving.

"Secondly, it's not fierce, it doesn't even have a hole."

"How can this be?" Song Yan looked dazed.

Ignoring him, Xia Yi said again: "It won't talk either, and it won't go to bed with you." ”

"It's just a doll!"

"So, are you content with just being obscene with a puppet?" Xia Yi looked at Song Yan with a deep gaze.

Song Yan had nothing to say for a while.

Of course, he was not satisfied with this, how many nights, he thought that the puppet could move, that it could gallop on his body, but the reality was cruel.

"I feel like I'm coming, I can play cosers!" He retorted to Xia Yi not very hard.

"The coser is pretended, her hair, her eyes, her body, all fake."

"How can there be something real!"

"Yes, it really can't exist, but it can still be done as realistically as possible."

"How?" Song Yan was attracted by Xia Yi's language.

Speaking of which, Xia Yi knew that his plan had been achieved.

Click on the [Mall], and he bought something.

Song Yan saw that a card appeared out of thin air in Xia Yi's hand.

[Transformation card: Can transform the human body.] It can only be used once, and the change cannot exceed 50% of the human body.

Giving the card to Song Yan, Xia Yi told him the role.

"As long as you win, this card is yours."

"But I'm not ......"

"Strength is just one element of winning or losing, you can start from other aspects."

"How do I get started?" Song Yan was still a little confused.

"Aren't you on good terms with the young people of the Yang family, let them let you not do it once?"

"That's right!" With a tap on his palm, Song Yan said that it was completely feasible.

"This is for you, I'm waiting for your good news."

Giving the card to Song Yan, Xia Yi added: "When contacting the Yang family, be careful, don't reveal this matter, let them pretend to be a little bit." ”

"Don't worry, I know." Song Yan, who agreed, had another doubt in his heart.

He asked, "Xia Yi, why do you care so much about my family's wins and losses?" ”

In his opinion, as his hobby, it is also Xia Yi's dream to have a lifelike two-dimensional wife, and now, Xia Yi has given him this dream.

"Isn't your sister fond of these vanities?" Xia Yi said helplessly.

"I see." Looking at Xia Yi sincerely, Song Yan said, "Although I don't think a three-dimensional woman can see it, I respect your choice, and I will help you after my sister comes back." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and made a deal.

After sending Xia Yi out, Song Yan, who returned home, took the card and itched in his heart, and couldn't wait to create a two-dimensional wife.

However, there is still a lot to consider.

Which two-dimensional wife does he want to turn into reality?

Is it Sansan or Senior Sister or Dome Sister?

Maybe it could be Brother Shuang? I played mahjong with her, and I took off one piece of a game hehehehe.

Speaking of which, Rem is not bad, and she also needs a maid herself.

No, maids are easy to obtain, and cards are not always available.

Since you have the same ability, you have to give full play to it, so the outside is the best!

Is it good in front of Tamamo? Or is it better to be Thor, or is it better to be able to do it?

After struggling for a while, Song Yan finally made a decision.

Then, he began to dwell on another matter.

Whose body is he going to make?

Pulling out his phone, he flipped through the coser he had a relationship with.

No, those filthy guys, how can they be his wife!

Do you want to choose the unemployed?

But even if they weren't, those guys were disgusting.

Three-dimensional women are all dirty.

After a night of struggle, the next morning, he paid attention.

He dialed the phone and began trading about the competition.

……

……

A week later, Xia Yi came down from the upper floor of the villa and met Song Ya who was happy.

"Did you win?" He smiled, too.

"Win." Thinking of what she had promised, Song Ya became a little uncomfortable.

Sure enough, I was right.

Sitting at the dining table, Xia Yi first praised himself, and then began to enjoy breakfast.

After breakfast, he went to find the second middle school girl.

The mood of the second middle school girl today is a little wrong.

"What's wrong? Uncomfortable? Xia Yi was puzzled, there was no such thing in the last world line.

"It's Song Yan, that guy." The second girl replied.

"What's wrong with Song Yan?"

"He ......," the girl bit her lip, not knowing what to say, "and you'll know when he returns!" ”

Xia Yi frowned and thought for two seconds, and a possibility flashed through his mind.

He gasped.

.。 m.