"Ahh

Yun Qiao was bored, and the excited screams of countless girls startled her suddenly.

She sat idly for an hour, not seeing any big drama, and now she was startled by the sound again, Yun Qiao was shocked and wanted to complain......

"System, where is the clue, I haven't seen it at all for an hour, your stuck machine is stuck and dormant and malfunctioning?"

Guangming: [......] Freeze, pause, sleep, malfunction......

[Host, I'm fine, no stuck, no pause, no hibernation, no malfunction. 】

"Oh." A very faint sound.

......There is a sentence that it has wanted to say for a long time, and it knows that it will be like this again.

[Before the big drama happens, the wind and waves will be calm for a period of time, and after the calm waves, the storm will be followed by the storm, we wait slowly and enjoy the precious calm time before the big drama comes. 】

“……”

Don't let me catch your little tail.

【......】The host is beating my tail again, hide my tail and protect myself.

Yun Qiao looked down at the football that smashed in and rolled next to her, quietly stretched out her foot, and kicked away.

The ball rolls in a straight line into the distance, hits the flower bed, and rolls back in a straight line.

Yun Qiao: "......"

Stop, stop, stop.

Don't come.

....... The host is bored enough to activate the command against the soccer ball.

The world of the big guy is really hard to explain.

The ball rolls for a moment, then suddenly moves backwards, and then comes to a complete standstill.

Yun Qiao stared at the football idly, counting the lines on its surface.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy suddenly ran in from the side, his eyes rolled from side to side, his eyes scanned the ground, and finally his eyes were locked on the football, he walked over with his slender feet, bent down and picked up the football.

The football was taken away by the original owner, and Yun Qiao retracted his gaze and turned his head to look elsewhere boredly, admiring what was happening in the distance.

It's like a serious audience watching a play, with a few plates of fruit, a few bottles of drinks, and some snacks at hand.

Drinks, snacks, fruits, everything you need to watch the show.

Yun Qiao picked up the drink and took a sip, and then continued to look intently at the protagonists in the distance.

[Host, are you bored? 】

Yun Qiao's voice was lazy, "What do you say?" ”

She's bored here, and she just wants to find a clue to leave quickly.

Guangming actively recommends, [I'll tell you a story. 】

"What's the story?" Yun Qiao's interest was lacking.

[Host, look a hundred meters ahead.] 】

Yun Qiao looked over with no interest and withdrew his gaze at a glance.

The place where the Light is pointed.

Shi Yao and Song Jiayi, and a boy and your lady stood there.

There are also some boys and girls next to it.

Yun Qiao remembered the boy.

On the first day she came to this dimensional world, the boy she met by chance in an abandoned school building, the first person she saw in this dimensional world.

The world is so small, I saw him again after a few days.

After all, it was the first person he saw in this world, and Yun Qiao recognized the boy at a glance.

Yun Qiao's face was expressionless, "It's nothing to look at." ”

【…… I'll tell you......] The Light doesn't care about telling stories.

Yun Qiao: "......" doesn't understand the sudden self-release of the second cargo system.

"The second cargo system, you have stuck to observe what others are doing?"

"Although you are observing the target person of the mission, can you observe other things, observe the love story of love and love, what do you do with the love story of the bloody sprinkler who you love and I don't love?"