Bix Magic Cube Game World

Looking at himself in the mirror that his mother could hardly recognize, he looked back blankly at boss Yu.

Boss Yu smiled and said with satisfaction, "Although the foundation is not good, it is unexpectedly quite suitable for makeup."

air:"……"

What does it mean that the foundation is not good?

"Okay, let's open your voice now."

air:"?"

Not to blame him, he has never been in contact with this kind of thing. As a foreigner, he can't even understand what this is.

Only then did boss Yu find that the people recommended over there seemed unreliable.

"However, time is running out. Even if you go out to find it, you need to cultivate it slowly." He sighed and looked at the young man with excellent appearance after putting on makeup in front of him. "Fine, teach it now. There is still some time, even if you teach it sentence by sentence, you will always be able to come on stage."

In fact, Kong has already retired somewhat. He thought about whether to give up this task. It is still here, but his belief that he is a game otaku who does not want to give up is supported.

Anyway, it was only a substitute for a play, and it was not really necessary to develop a reputation, so boss Yu felt that it could still solve the problem.

"Don't worry, as long as you are practical and willing to learn, it's not that difficult." Yu boss said softly.

He had grown up very well, and he looked at it with such twinkling eyes. What Kou originally wanted to say, he couldn't seem to remember.

When the sky was about to go offline, the friends he met online to play games asked cheerfully if he had given up the task, and said a little gloating, "Every time you play the game, you are better than me, this I should be stronger than you. "

The air was silent for a while, and took a deep breath and said, "I haven't given up the task, maybe I can complete it."

"What? It's strange that your task can be completed. Don't hold on."

"Do not."

Kong is an otaku who likes to play games. He doesn't like to communicate and doesn't like to go out. He has always been very quiet. A few of his friends are almost all known by playing games.

He has always been better than others at playing games. Although he is not as good as those professional players, but among amateur players, he is the most high-end batch, and many "friends" around him occasionally like to say some sour words. In his country, his side is a relatively common phenomenon.

He is not a successful person in reality, the game is the only place where he can realize the joy of success, he does not want to lose even this.

He was hesitant to give up the empty space, and decided to stick to it no matter what.

"Isn't that just singing? It's a special song. When I was a kid, I was still in the church choir. What's so scary about?" Kong bit his teeth and thought.

Besides, boss Yu seems to be a very gentle person and should be a good teacher.

But soon, Kong found himself really naive ...

tender? nonexistent!

It is necessary to train Kong to the point where he can get on stage in a short time. Boss Yu knows that the people recommended there have extraordinary physical strength, so he decided to give Kong to ordinary people twice the amount of training.

Ordinary people may not be able to bear such high-intensity training, but boss Yu has asked there, knowing that the people they recommend should be no problem, and because the time is tight, it is not enough to be a gentle and kind teacher.

So, Kong saw yesterday a gentle and dignified beauty, and the next day he saw a ruthless and strict teacher who showed no mercy to him.

"Come again!" The delicate bamboo slammed against the empty back, making a snap with a "snap".

Kong initially adjusted the pain to 30%. He didn't want many players to directly turn off the pain, because he felt that this pain was also a kind of experience game.

This should have been a bit painful at first, but because the pain dropped by more than half, it made Kong feel a strange, itchy, itchy, seemingly only a trace of pain.

For a time, empty heart was a little strange.

The boss Yu on the side raised an eyebrow, "Did you hear it? Come again!"

This is how he disciplines his disciples. In fact, he himself was disciplined by his master. The stimulation of pain can improve people's concentration. This is an ancient method.

Kongjiao began to learn to sing, boss Yu taught sentence by sentence, he learned sentence by sentence, and gradually looked a little bit, before he let him relax, but ushered in the harsher teaching of boss Yu, and began to nitpicking to correct every word of him Pronunciation and tone.

The bamboo stick still hits him from time to time, and every time it hits, the air will be shaken, not because of the pain, but because he feels more and more strange. The itch caused by the slight pain makes him all over. Very uncomfortable.

Boss Yu showed no mercy, and was not soft-hearted because of empty trembling. He could see that empty state was actually good, and although this kind of play hurts, it was also better, but it was just the pain of the skin, not even the scar Will stay.

This is a skill, he does not wave this old bamboo stick at will.

Day after day, Kong felt that he was getting stranger and weird. Mingming Yu no longer surprised him when he first saw him. Of course, he is still beautiful, but as a strict teacher, he faded that charming and elegant gesture. Become awe-inspiring.

Ming Mingkong was also studying with him very simply and seriously. However, when the bamboo stick hit him every day, when boss Yu started to teach him how to behave, he still had some subtle thoughts.

"It's just an npc, and it's not the kind of big-breasted beauty npc I like before." Kong himself is very confused. The game characters he likes in the past are very stereotyped, with a little European and American style of female characters. The chest and thighs have a long face and a high face value. No matter how you look at it, boss Yu, except for the last one, does not meet the requirements.

... not even gender.

"What are you thinking?" Boss Yu's voice was quiet, because the distance was too close, and Kong could see his long eyelashes one by one, "I said I should not be distracted!"

The bamboo stick fell on the empty body accurately, and he shivered slightly.

Empty: "..." Yes, this is the bamboo stick, so weird!

At this moment, a man fell in. Boss Yu frowned and saw that a group of big-headed soldiers surrounded a young man dressed in a new style. This man looked at Boss Yu with a critical eye, "You are that Boss Yu, who is famous in the south? "

Boss Yu glanced at the ground and groaned. The man who couldn't climb for a long time, instead of showing an angry look, showed a smile, "I am." Like him in the Xiajiuliu, he is not proud. Qualifications, besides, he was indeed well-known in the South, and was a distinguished guest of many dignitaries, but since his throat broke, he no longer has the scenery of the past, and only relies on the Jade Butterfly Theatre to struggle with the day.

Looking empty-eyed to him, the cold and stern master just now turned back to the peerless beauty that was so striking and hard to distinguish at first sight.

"Take it away!" The man didn't talk much. Several soldiers swarmed up and took away boss Yu directly in the empty vision.

He didn't even respond. Only when Boss Yu left, he turned around and explained to him, "Practice well, I will come back to check your work!"

The young man gave an empty look with a disgusted look, without makeup. It was indeed just a thin and ordinary ordinary young man. It was really not very conspicuous. It was never at least stunning as the boss Yu said. .

This group of people did not take the void into their eyes, whistling, and whistling away in a flash.

Kong Yu waited for Yu Bo to come back in the Jade Butterfly Theater and waited for him to come and go without seeing him.

Boss Yu was absent, and Kong had no intention of practicing. He stared at the bamboo stick that had been held in the hand by Boss Yu for a while, and then looked at the man with the swollen face next to him, "Boss Yu has not returned yet?"

"No." The man seemed a little uneasy and whispered, "The boss doesn't know if he can come back safely this time, this group of people looks at it but it's not a good person."

He only dared to say this, and he refused to utter a word anymore, and immediately closed his mouth, fearing that he would provoke an accident.

I looked at him blankly and blankly at the Jade Butterfly Theatre, which had become more bleak after the boss Yu disappeared.

In fact, he came here to do tasks for more than a month, but I do n’t know why everything here made him feel very familiar in such a short time.

Familiar courtyard, familiar scenes, familiar people, familiar ... bamboo sticks.

It's just that the most important person is gone.

"Is this the so-called sense of immersion?" Utopia thought, "I've been acting diligently for role-playing since this time. I've thoroughly immersed myself in this role, so will I feel familiar and intimate here?"

At this time, he was still thinking about the situation.

Until he heard a chaos outside, there was a faint cry. He quickly woke up and ran out quickly.

No matter what, Kong didn't expect that he would see a dying boss.

His face was pale, and he was only wearing a thin cloth. The theater people carried him onto the bed. When he saw several theater people crying in front of his bed, he felt a kind of ignorance for another time. At a loss.

"Come here." Boss Yu's voice has been extremely weak, but just after he opened his mouth, everyone looked towards Kong, and before his reaction, Kong had conditioned reflex and walked to Boss Yu.

"I'm afraid I can't teach you any more," his voice was very low and low, and he had to bend down and put his ears close to his mouth before he could hear clearly, "I will let you get paid, you Let's go back."

Silenced, he clenched his fists unconsciously.

"This is just an npc." He said to himself over and over again, "This is just an npc, he is just an npc!"

"I know that you come from there, I am afraid that it is not an ordinary person." Boss Yu said word by word, "you and I met in just a short time, I don't know who you are. But maybe Or maybe you have some thoughts of revenge for me ... please don't ... it's not worth it. "

"My name is Yu Chunhe. I was a lowly person. I could die or live alive. I really don't have to do anything for me."

"But maybe, it's just me thinking about it ... after you go back, live your life well, and be in Yudie Theater ... forget it completely."

"Ah, please don't forget so thoroughly. Maybe you can remember it later. You can come to my grave and sing me the play I taught you these days ... This was my favorite play ... … "

"Sorry, I said something stupid again ..."

"you……"

He seemed to gradually blur his consciousness, feeling his head buzzing, and the cries of the people around him made him have some tinnitus.

In the last sentence, what did boss Yu tell him?

Ah yes, he told himself not to avenge him.

You are just an npc, and I will not avenge you. Thinking secretly.

Besides, it's just over a month, how deep the feelings can be, npc, death is dead, which game does not die npc, what a normal thing.

He took away his reward calmly and returned to the seminar to hand in the task.

However, I don't know why, and the bamboo strip was taken away quietly.

Obviously, you are just an npc.

But I still want to avenge you.

Yu Chunhe, I miss you very much.