Chapter 11, Superstar in Troubled Times

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"Ticket purchase complete."

With a few taps of his white fingers on the fluorescent screen, two tickets had been purchased, and there were five hours left before the plane took off.

A minute ago, Xing Tianjian said that he was going to the magic capital to find Han Feiyan's classmates, and Han Feiyan happened to be going back to school, so he directly booked two plane tickets.

"I'll go take a shower first, you can take care of yourself." After buying the ticket, Han Feiyan opened the bathroom door, and after a while, there was the sound of running water, and the shadow on the bathroom glass door looked a little tempting.

Buzzing......

At this moment, Xing Tianjian heard a buzzing sound, and he tensed his muscles, thinking that the tumor had flare up again.

However, he didn't feel the pain, and when he listened closely, he realized that the sound was coming from the helmet on his head.

"1521, what the hell are you doing!" Xing Tianjian shouted in a low voice, the only one who can control this Xingtian armor is himself, and there is only Salvation Machine 1521.

The buzz just now scared him half to death.

'Someone called you. 1521 said.

Xing Tianjian was stunned: "Call? Call me how does the helmet vibrate? ”

1521 says: 'Your phone is too ...... Alas, I don't want to be around that kind of low-level technology, its functions are so simple, I've copied its functions, and transferred all the stored information. ’

Xing Tianjian said nervously: "What about my mobile phone?" More than a thousand, don't destroy it for me. ”

The data is transferred, which is equivalent to formatting. ’

"Whew, just formatting." Xing Tianjian breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he realized that the helmet was still ringing, and immediately said, "Connect the phone." ”

The communication connection, a voice appeared in Xing Tianjian's ear: "Hey, hey, hey!" Tianjian, how do you answer the phone? I've made a dozen phone calls. ”

This voice is from Xing Tianjian's roommate, Xing Tianjian is still a college student, in school, living in a six-person dormitory, and the person who called him at this moment is the dormitory director: Zhao Ming, an enthusiastic person.

More than a dozen calls were not answered, and it was because he was not in the service area, and he was in another world, and electromagnetic signals could not travel through time and space.

"Sorry, my phone was turned off." Two years of roommates, although Xing Tianjian trusts Zhao Ming, but time travel is too unbelievable, and sometimes white lies can avoid unnecessary worries.

"Forget it, what's the matter with you, you haven't come back yet? Is your head okay? ”

Although the voice was casual, there was a lot of concern in it, and after Xing Tianjian heard it, a trace of warmth flowed in his heart.

"I'm going to the magic capital to have a review."

"Demon City!? Is it serious? ”

"It shouldn't be a big deal."

"Is the money enough? If it's not enough, let's make it up. ”

"No need, the ticket has already been bought, you don't have to worry, just say it to the counselor for me."

After chatting for a while, Xing Tianjian cut off the communication, sat on the ground casually, and communicated with his roommates, which made him feel mixed in his heart.

But what made him even more irritating was how to tell his family about it.

The more I think about it, the more my head hurts.

Wow......

The bathroom door opened, Han Feiyan walked out barefoot in a bathrobe, and when she saw Xing Tianjian sitting on the ground in a daze, she said, "Hey, I want to change my clothes, can you go out for a while?" ”

"Oh." Xing Tianjian answered, got up and went out.

Looking at Xing Tianjian's back, Han Feiyan frowned, knowing that this person had something in his heart.

No, I don't have anything to do with him, why do I care so much about him?

Han Feiyan shook her hair, put these things behind, found a hair dryer to dry her hair, changed into refreshing clothes, and in the mirror, except for the right side of her face was a little red and swollen, she was still the beautiful and moving Han Feiyan.

Putting on a mask to cover her face, Han Feiyan picked up the small leather bag, walked out of the room generously, and turned her head to find Xing Tianjian sitting at the top of the stairs, silent, not knowing whether she was thinking about things or in a daze.

"Xing Tianjian, let's go." Han Feiyan walked over and said.

Xing Tianjian bowed his head and said, "Okay." ”

The two walked out of the villa, Xing Tianjian looked in the direction of the airport, with his current leg strength, it would take an hour to run over.

Han Feiyan said: "Let's go, let's go have a meal first, the plane will not arrive in four hours." ”

“…… OK. Xingtian Jian stroked his stomach, he was indeed hungry, and Xingtian armor would not provide him with food.

Han Feiyan just raised his feet, but suddenly remembered something, looked at Xing Tianjian and said, "Aren't you going to put this armor away first?" ”

Wearing this kind of costume in the middle of the night, no matter how strange it looks, it will inevitably be watched by everyone after going to the street, and it is still that kind of strange gaze.

"No, you can't." Xing Tianjian shook his head and said.

His injuries are not yet healed, and if he lifts the Xingtian Armor, his life will be in danger at any time.

Han Feiyan said helplessly: "Okay, whatever you want." ”

The two walked out of the villa area side by side, and then took a taxi into the city, the driver looked at the two with strange eyes, the girl wore a mask, and the other one was wearing a mess? And inexplicably a little familiar, it seems to be a doll that his son likes very much.

When the car entered the city, Han Feiyan let the car stop in front of a favorite restaurant, paid the fare and opened the door to get off.

Midnight is not late at night, the streets are full of people, lights and wine, young men and women dating, parents with children out to play, uncles and aunts setting up stalls on the street, and all kinds of snack bars, so lively.

Han Feiyan's appearance was very usual, because she was wearing a mask, but the eyes of several single men were attracted by her figure for a few seconds, and they didn't pay much attention to it.

But on the other side, the car door opened, and Xingtianjian, who was wearing Xingtian armor, got out of the car, and there was a boiling around him.

"! Armored warriors?! ”

"Cosplay so late?!"

Sure enough, wearing a strange costume like Xingtian armor in a place where people come and go, it naturally becomes the focus of everyone.

Knock knock......

Coincidentally, at this moment, a burst of Cantonese singing came from the speaker of a band on the side of the street: "I will look up to everyone at will, I will never look backwards, I will write the law of self-respect, this fierce and flashing wolf......"

People used this "Superstar in Troubled Times" as the background music, and focused on the "Armored Warriors" who got out of the car.

The onlookers were stunned and felt the shock from their hearts.

"Wow! Flame Dragonman! A little boy took a twenty-centimeter armored warrior toy and ran to Xing Tianjian and shouted.

"Little friend," Xing Tianjian's voice was a little stiff, sounding very serious, "This is Xingtian Armor. ”

He is very nervous when he is watched by many people, and although he is wearing armor and covering his face, he is still inevitably nervous, so his voice is a little stiff.

"Oh." The little boy nodded as if he didn't understand.

Han Feiyan walked into Xing Tianjian with a black line on her face, poked Xing Tianjian, and said, "Let's go." ”

"Yes." Xing Tianjian followed Han Feiyan into the restaurant.

Along the way, a large number of onlookers pulled out their mobile phones and filmed them.

In this information age, anything trivial will be transmitted to the Internet, and it will be inexplicably popular because of certain operations, such as this one now: [Shocked! Armored warriors appear on the streets of Sanwu City! 】