"Wanwan, you're crying. % ”

Zhao Yan, who was standing in the VIP box, turned his head sideways and said softly.

"Nope. ”

Wanwan didn't look over her head and didn't look at Zhao Yan.

"Zixuan, you are crying too. ”

Zhao Yan did not continue to pester Wanwan, but turned his head to look at Li Zixuan.

"Erlang, you are nonsense, nonsense, this county lord has never cried since he was born!"

Li Zixuan stared at Zhao Yan with her neck stalked, but unlike Wanwan, she forgot to turn her face away, so her cheeks were washed out of two furrows by tears, and she was exposed to Zhao Yan without disguise.

So, although Zhao Yan didn't speak again, he stared at his fiancée's pretty face with a smile and a pear blossom.

And taking advantage of this opportunity that has not yet been noticed, the little girl of Xiahua, who has already cried all over her face and almost bubbles of snot, hurriedly stepped back on her tiptoes, hid in the dark and escaped with the lightest movement The handkerchief wiped the tears and snot on her face.

Giggle...... Even if it is the second young master, he will definitely not find out that the slave maid also cried just now~

The little maid thought beautifully, but at this moment she heard the sound of a flute like a whimper, so she instantly remembered the poor white fox sister, so the big eyes that were not angry were quickly filled with mist, and then the tears that were even more indisputable rushed out like a flooded river that crossed the embankment.

Woo, Sister White Fox is so pitiful, why is that guy so stupid, he can't recognize Sister White Tiger for more than ten lifetimes, and he actually took away Sister White Fox's Neidan.

In this way, the little girl once again fell hopelessly into self-masochistic depression. Gritting his braided teeth in the dark, he loved and hated to death......

Whining. It's so annoying, will it be seen by the second young master?

So the little maid didn't even notice it. The object that Zhao Yan has always been looking at is Li Zixuan.

"What to see!" Li Zixuan, who had been staring at by Zhao Yan, finally couldn't stand it, so after she made two faces, she squeaked and pushed open the screen window of the VIP box, pointed to the audience in the ordinary seats below and said viciously: "Stinky Erlang, haven't you seen it, there is not only one county lord who is crying, and there are many, many people below who are secretly wiping their tears, okay!" Look at the leftmost corner, there is a fat man howling and crying! Hmph, this county lord is much stronger than him!"

Oh, three times to trace the streamer journey, although a lot of things have changed, but the character really hasn't changed too much, it seems that ...... I don't think I've received particularly severe psychological stimulation.

The smile on Zhao Yan's face became more and more obvious, this was a good situation for him, after all, no one wants to stay with a person with war trauma syndrome for the rest of their lives.

So Zhao Yan with this good mood. Satisfied, amid the sound of the flute, which was already a lingering sound, he poked his head out and looked at the ordinary seats of the theater below the VIP box.

The headlights that can illuminate the entire theater have not been re-lit, so Zhao Yan can only vaguely see the crowd below, but just like Li Zixuan said, there are indeed many people below. took advantage of the cover of the dark environment to wipe tears violently - girl tears, young woman tears, aunt tears, juvenile tears, man tears, uncle tears, monster tears.

Oh, sure enough, tragedy has the most touching power, no wonder Shakespeare is so popular.

This overlook is because of the script written by himself. And the feeling of making the audience burst into tears is really good!

Zhao Yan overlooking. has gained a fairly sufficient sense of identity, which is when I used to talk about "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" and "Journey to the West". None of them have ever been.

It was just that while admiring the audience's heartfelt "after-viewing feelings" in circles, Zhao Yan quickly noticed a situation that surprised him.

"Huh?"

That's right, that surprised situation made Zhao Yan can't help but sigh.

"Erlang, what's wrong? What do you see?"

Curiosity, Li Zixuan, who had good enough ears, instantly forgot about the embarrassment just now, and brought over a curious little head.

"How is this possible?" he ...... How could it be here?"

Zhao Yan no longer had the time to care about Li Zixuan, but muttered to himself, he saw a friend, an old friend he almost forgot.

Perhaps sensing Zhao Yan's gaze, the man also turned his head and looked in the direction of the luxury box, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles, and it actually met Zhao Yan's surprised gaze.

Zhao Yan saw very clearly that the man smiled at him, and then opened and closed his mouth and said something to him silently.

"Hey bro, it's time, wake up, it's time-"

The sound of rolling thunder like thunder exploded in Zhao Yan's ears, and Zhao Yan, who was startled, stood up suddenly.

Zhao Yan only felt that his eyes were full of Venus dancing, and he couldn't even see his surroundings clearly, and it took a long time for him to finally regain his vision.

Where is there any theater, where is there still "The Legend of the White Fox" that makes people cry.

Zhao Yan was shocked to see that he was clearly in the KTV luxury box that celebrated the big sale of the game, half-lying on the sofa.

"Awake?"

The friend who lost his conscience was still looking at Zhao Yan with a smile.

"What the hell is this......" Zhao Yan was in a trance: "What's going on?"

"Huangliang is a dream, have you heard of it?"

The smiling friend suddenly became solemn, and the temperament of the whole person seemed to become unfathomable in an instant.

"A dream of sorghum?" Zhao Yan, who had not been in contact with this world culture for too long, worked hard to finally remember what a dream of sorghum was, and he was silent for a long time before finally continuing to ask: "I remember that the protagonist of a dream of sorghum woke up after enjoying a lifetime of glory and wealth." ”

"Old friend, you definitely won't know that after Lu Sheng woke up from a dream, he became a monk after eating sorghum, and I guess you definitely don't want to be like him. ”

So said the loss friend.

"How do you know so well?"

Zhao Yan asked subconsciously, and then in the midst of the lightning, he finally remembered that the supporting role of Huangliang Yimeng was Lu Weng, and his friend who had a bad relationship with him happened to be surnamed Lu Weng!

"Looks like you've already guessed it. ”

Seeing Zhao Yan's suddenly realized appearance, the loss friend smiled again, and he stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Yan's shoulder lightly three times.

"Old friend, I'm leaving, this half dream can be regarded as a parting gift from me. ”

After speaking, the loss of friends disappeared in front of Zhao Yan's eyes little by little like a dream bubble.

Zhao Yan reached out to grab it, but he only caught the void, he still had too many questions to ask.

At this moment, Zhao Yan suddenly heard a cheerful immature female voice in his mind again-

"The initialization of the defeat system is complete!The system host binding is completed!The defeat system is opened!The main silver, remember that the name of the person is Sakura, so I don't need you to mess with me with a name like Xiaobai......"

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The whole book - end. (To be continued.) )