On the Weibo page that opened was a private message, with a simple sentence: "Black Moon unintentionally invites you to a public showdown at 7:30 p.m. on September 16 at the Star Ring, and you can click to enter and choose to fight or decline." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

This is a challenge to the stars. As long as you are a little familiar with the online astrology circle, you will know what this thing means.

Xingchen Ring is actually a Weibo app designed for astrology fans, which is intended to solve some disputes among astrologers in the form of assessment competitions, such as someone saying that a certain astrologer is a pseudo-master and thinks that he is better than him, so he can invite the other party to play Xingchen. The astrological circle has always been chaotic, academic disagreements are common, and a few pseudo-masters will pop up from time to time, and there are always people who are not used to it and are willing to jump out to be a touchstone, so there is a battle of stars.

First of all, the public war book, after the other party accepts it, it will be publicized to all fans on both sides, at a certain time so-and-so and so-and-so will play a public star fight, when everyone clicks on the application, you can enter a virtual arena to watch, onlookers can light up the red light to sign up to the system, the system will randomly select a few people as the host of the ring, the host's astrolabe will be publicized to everyone in the room, and then the host will ask questions about the astrolabe, requiring both sides to answer the questions within a certain time limit, and announce the answer at the same time, and finally the host will decide the winner。

The star ring is a battlefield to fight fakes, and it is also a public show, but when you show off in the ring, you will inevitably expose your roots, and the astrological prediction itself is very uncertain. If you don't accept the war book for no reason, no one will say anything, but if you have a bunch of handles in the hands of the challenger, and your reputation is seriously questioned, you have to accept the challenge to prove yourself, otherwise you will be defeated without a fight.

Zhu Yuzhe is facing this situation. Usually he likes to swagger on the Internet, and if he is an astrologer, he doesn't know how to pretend to know how to point fingers, and it is inevitable that he will be held by someone with a heart, and he will build momentum and denounce from all directions, and the number of fans is crackling down, and the challenge book at this time is tantamount to a book of life and death, if you take it and win, it is a Jedi rebirth, and if you don't accept it or lose, it is a dead end. However, in Zhu Yuzhe's case, there is no life or death, because he has no real ability, where is there a trace of winning? If this war book is not accepted, it is also death, it is really a dilemma, and it is terrible.

No wonder my aunt scolded, no wonder Zhu Yuzhe had a sad face.

When Su Yu saw this war letter, his heart fluttered, as if he vaguely saw an opportunity. Although he couldn't continue to borrow notes from his cousin, and his cousin wouldn't lend them to him for nothing, it wasn't necessarily impossible to do something for him in exchange. My cousin is now facing a dilemma, if I help him solve it, in other words, if I can help him win the Star Ring, wouldn't it be easy to talk about the note?

The question is whether there is any certainty of winning. Black Moon has no intention, this name seems to have been heard, because Su Yu doesn't know much about the Internet, and he doesn't know what level it is. But he asked himself that his astrological foundation was more solid than his cousin's, and he was always much stronger than his cousin's own battle. And at the moment, this is the only feasible way to get notes, how can you be willing not to try?

If you don't do it, you'll never lose, but you'll never win. Su Yu has always been cold and cautious, and seems to be a passive child forever, standing far away from the stage, or silently watching other people's gorgeous performances, or bowing his head and saying nothing. But this time he had a visceral urge to do anything to get his notes. Maybe it's the rebellion in his growth, maybe it's the temptation of mysterious symbols, maybe it's the agreement with Xu Qingluo, maybe it's other inexplicable reasons, in short, he just wants to get the notes, he wants to see it clearly.

So his heart suddenly calmed down and he called, "Cousin." ”

Zhu Yuzhe turned his head and glared at him: "Why don't you leave?"

"I want to help you fight. Su Yu's words were calm and crisp.

"Fight, fight?" Zhu Yuzhe was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly picked up the mouse and clicked off the current page: "What are you talking about?"

"The stars are blowing, I see it. ”

Zhu Yuzhe opened his mouth, and after a while, he scolded for a long time: "If you know a fart, you will fight!"

"I don't know much, but it's better for me to help you than for you alone. ”

Zhu Yuzhe stared at him for a long time, re-put himself in a sitting position, and raised Erlang's legs, probably because he didn't feel very comfortable, and his left and right legs were exchanged again. He was wondering how to answer Su Yu in his heart, and finally he opened his mouth and changed to a serious tone: "Don't think too simply, this fight is not easy to fight, the opponent is a number of astrologers in the country, otherwise can I hesitate? Change someone to challenge me, I don't say a word, roll up my sleeves and get on! This is like Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng fighting the top of the capital, what about you, at best, you are a little eunuch in the palace, you just have to stand from a distance and watch the excitement, you have to climb up and shout,' Hero, I'll help you', and then Ye Gucheng drew his sword, and a trace of sword qi blew you down. ”

As Zhu Yuzhe spoke, his wrinkled face stretched out, and his expression was extraordinarily proud, as if he was really the sword god Ximen Blowing Snow, who was teaching a little eunuch who was not self-sufficient.

Su Yu didn't argue, so he followed his cousin's words and said: "But if the master makes a move, isn't the victory or defeat just a millimeter, I help you block that trace of sword energy, and you may win." ”

Zhu Yuzhe rolled his eyes and thought about it, and nodded: "What you said also makes a little sense." ”

In fact, he has been worrying about whether to accept this challenge or not, he thinks that if he doesn't accept it, it will not be a loss, but if he doesn't accept it, he will lose face. Losing is small, losing face is big, so he wants to take it. But although he likes to pretend to be big, he still has a little self-knowledge, and he is also an astrologer on the website, who is genuine, and he is really timid to go into battle to compete. hesitated and hesitated, and was looked at by Su Yu.

As soon as Su Yu was agitated, Zhu Yuzhe was a little fluttering. After yesterday's scene in the coffee shop, he knew that Su Yu still had some skills, at least occasionally he could help him check and fill in the gaps, so that he would have some chances of winning, not to mention that he had been seen by this cousin now, if he didn't dare to fight, wouldn't he be ashamed to be thrown at home? Of course, there is also a very important point, Su Yu should not be cheating on himself, right?

"You're still my temporary assistant, so you should help me. Zhu Yuzhe said with peace of mind.

"Yes, then, cousin, can I still read that notebook?" asked Su Yu as he got off the donkey.

............

Opposite the first middle school in the city, across the road is a residential community, originally a dormitory building allocated to the school teachers, over the years personnel changes, some houses have been vacant and rented out, part of it is rented to families with children studying in a middle school, parents have moved over to take care of their children's daily life, and some are rented to students in a middle school, a small number of students are not used to collective life, do not like to live in the school dormitory, in order to have a little free control of time, they will move out and rent nearby.

At this moment, in a room on the third floor of a building in the community, a chubby girl is sitting at a desk, eating potato chips while crackling and typing on her laptop.

The layout of the room is simple and plain, only two single beds, a small wardrobe and a desk, on the single bed by the window, a long-haired girl is leaning on the head of the bed to read, but she doesn't raise her head when she hears the sound, only said lightly: "Then you can try him again." ”

"Just to try him?" the fat girl Wu Xuanxuan pouted: "Haven't you tried it all in the coffee shop?"

"Not enough. If you don't force him, how can you let him play all his hole cards?"

"Hole cards, do you suspect him of hiding strength?"

"Not really. Zhang Yao shook his head, thought about it and said, "I just think it's a little weird." ”

"What's weird?"

"Background. Zhang Yao raised his head from the page: "Are you sure that his mother is really Su Mengxi?"

"yes, there can be no mistake. This is what the editor-in-chief of Xinxing Network Lin said personally, but he passed it on to his aunt, and now his surname has changed to Zhu. Wu Xuanxuan said conclusively, "My news is absolutely reliable, do you think, if it weren't for the son of the deceased, with his entry-level astrology level, Editor-in-Chief Lin would give him special attention?

Zhang Yao shook his head lightly again: "There are some people who can't be divined. You don't understand. ”

"Cut, I don't understand again, okay, okay, I don't understand," Wu Xuanxuan waved her hand helplessly, "I just don't understand why you want to track down this Zhu Yuzhe, and the Su Mengxi who has been dead for more than ten years, a little-known astrologer, the funniest thing is that this astrologer actually died in a car accident in the end, can't she show herself a fortune divination?"

After waiting for a while, seeing that Zhang Yao didn't pay attention to her meaning anymore, Wu Xuanxuan shrugged her shoulders boringly, reached out and grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into her mouth, and chewed them squeakingly.