Chapter 11 Human Affection is Like Paper
It turns out that it was Xu Le who was looking for abuse, and he was abused very badly.
It took him four minutes to construct and organize the virtual scene, and he only lasted for one minute, and he was judged to be the losing side, a complete failure, and both people and machines were destroyed. Looking at the fireworks representing victory and the small white flags representing the losers on the light screen in front of him, Xu Le couldn't help but feel a little disheartened, and was angry with the designers of this virtual system, but he didn't notice that although the art of the virtual battle system was extremely rough, it used a three-dimensional battle simulation that the federal military had not successfully experimented with so far.
Taking the towel beside him and wiping all the sweat off his face, Xu Le calmed down, detached himself from the joy of stumbling upon the treasure trove a few nights ago, repositioned himself as a beginner and a hillbilly, and said with a smile to the strange and familiar companion on the other side of the intercom: "Come again." โ
The ending has not changed much, in the next few confrontation drills, no matter what kind of terrain conditions are chosen, Xu Le is still beaten by the mecha on the opposite side of the light screen, although he has a thicker "nerve" than anyone else, but the experience of mecha combat is close to zero, of course, it cannot be the opponent of the person opposite.
Tai Zhiyuan didn't want to know the young student porter, his identity and status were too sensitive, and he shouldn't have any relationship with a character of Xu Le's level. If it weren't for some vague reason, Tai Zhiyuan wouldn't even allow Xu Le to enter the districtโeven if he was a student recommended by Professor Jin to join the school, even if Professor Jin was the designer.
I don't know if it's because the sleepless nights are too boring, or because of the hot soy milk, those suppers whose names he can't name are very greasy, but have an indescribable delicious taste, or because of ...... The young master of the Tai family has not seen anyone of a similar age around for a long time, and he allowed Xu Le to enter the district every night, but even so. He was not ready to meet Xu Le, and at this point, he somewhat admired the young man's knowledge. The other party never tried to knock on the door of his room.
Not seeing each other doesn't mean that you can't speak, Tai Zhiyuan said this to himself in his heart, he was a little curious about the student who looked very ordinary, why did he have the same insomnia as himself every night, could it be that the other party also carried similar pressure to himself? Thinking of this, Tai Zhiyuan himself couldn't help but smile bitterly, in this world. It is impossible to have a peer who has the same pressure as him.
I was bored and started with a casual sentence, and I couldn't hold it back. Since he has spoken, is it possible to fight with the other party in the virtual environment and vent his anger? Tai Zhiyuan said this to himself again in his heart, and it happened that he was also a little curious about the other party's training progress, because he had tried the sixth level once, and knowing the difficulty behind, the other party was able to persist for seventeen seconds in just ten days, from not understanding at all at the beginning. This is really an amazing achievement, and Tai Zhiyuan's own attempt only lasted for thirty seconds. Even if there is some progress now, it will not be too much progress in the future.
The heir of the Tai family, a long time ago, should be the identity of the crown prince. Even in today's Federation, the Tai family, the head of the Seven Families, still hides its huge body in the shadows, like a legendary artifact that never appears outside the clouds at the same time. It would not be an exaggeration to call this family the emperor on another level of the Federation. Such an identity made Tai Zhiyuan have no real friends since he was a child, and when he concealed his identity and studied in a primary school directly under the federal government in the capital, he met the Zou family brothers and sisters, but after the Zou family guessed his identity, everything changed......
No matter how noble Tai Zhiyuan's identity is, no matter how prominent his family background is, he is still a seventeen-year-old teenager. He was tormenting his adolescence. is suppressing his rebellious impulses under pressure. Bury your own passionate impulses with impeccable grooming and majesty. Everyone who has experienced youth knows that kind of blood is the most difficult to suppress, so Tai Zhiyuan will choose to yell at the sky in the empty area. Although the roar is a little jerky and unaccustomed. He hadn't ever fought, and no one dared to hit him, he wanted to find a real ...... Person...... feeling, and today, he seems to have found a little bit, because the fallen mecha always stands up again, so stubborn, but so smiling, like a tumbler with his lips cocked forever, it's very interesting to fight......
Picked up the boxed lamb chops in the lounge, Tai Zhiyuan smiled and drank a cup of coffee, stuffed a caviar cake into his mouth, and added the latest sentence to the blank paper on which many sentences had been written, and walked back to his villa from the district.
When Xu Le came out of the room. I noticed that most of the supper on the table was gone. He raised his eyebrows like throwing knives. For so many days. It was the first time that the man had left before him. He walked over to the table and picked up the blank paper. I saw a sentence written on it: "Lamb chops taste good." โ
This is the first time that kid has praised himself for his hard work to get a late-night snack, right? Xu Le touched his head with some annoyance. I thought I had won the battle. Don't be complacent. I don't know why, though. Look at the line that tastes good. Xu Le was a little happy in his heart. Picking up a pen, he wrote down his reply on a piece of paper.
"What's so good about synthetic lamb chops? I'll get you some wild lamb to eat when I get a chance." Xu Le wrote this sentence. I suddenly remembered being on that spaceship a year ago. He had made a similar promise to the little girl. I can't help but feel a little emotional. A year has passed. How much has that smart and cute little girl grown up, and will she hate eating as much as she used to?
The next day. Tai Zhiyuan saw the words on the paper. I couldn't help but smile at the corners of my lips. Wildlife protection laws are indeed enforced very strictly. Not so easy to eat. But for him. What is this? However, Tai Zhiyuan is extremely self-disciplined in life. Never touched. On the paper he replied, "I don't like it." Get me two of those cakes on the night of the seventeenth. Zhang Paper shook his head. He replied, "No problem." โ
"Since you're a tasteless person who doesn't know how to eat caviar. Why did you eat them all?" Tai Zhiyuan angrily left the words.
"I realized that it was such an expensive thing. Of course, eat more! I've brought you so many days to eat. You can't afford to lose, can you? Savoring this kind of thing always needs to be cultivated. I'll eat a few more. Maybe you won't think it's spoiled? Men don't be so stingy. I'll bring you a few roasted red potatoes tomorrow. โ
"I was going to wait for you to come out and meet today, but I didn't expect you to leave so early. โ
"I have no interest in seeing you. โ
Time fades with the downward extension of the lines of writing on the white paper. Occasionally, at night, these two young people will also say a few words through the **** device and arrange a mock battle, and the childish actions about the type and quantity of supper and the calculation of pounds are still recorded on the blank paper, probably they all think this is a very interesting thing. They still haven't met, Xu Le has made this kind of request, but since the other party is unwilling, forget it.
"The paper is almost full now, and I'm really curious how that kid's insomnia could be so bad. In the cafeteria at noon, Xu Le was eating with a spoon while talking to the girl wearing black-rimmed glasses opposite.
Recently, he has become accustomed to this kind of routine, and he rarely enters the district during the day, so instead the time to eat and talk with Zhang Xiaomeng has returned to the beginning period. There are a lot fewer strange eyes around, because the separation of young men and women in this school is always a common thing, and Xu Le, a poor student, has also added a lot of points to his class, and there are many fewer people who fight for Zhang Xiaomeng.
Xu Le didn't know what the relationship between himself and Zhang Xiaomeng was, he just subconsciously liked to sit opposite this pure girl like water, and it felt like clear spring water was refreshing. But when he faced Zhang Xiaomeng, he felt very nervous, this nervousness made him feel very uneasy, could it be something legendary?
However, at this time, Zhang Xiaomeng was distracted, with a touch of melancholy in her clear eyes, looking at the autumn scene outside the cafeteria through the lenses of black-framed glasses, she didn't notice what Xu Le said, and it was the information she missed that made her regret it very much in the near future.
The tips of the trees on the campus were slightly yellow, and the autumn wind swayed them constantly, and the skylight in the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of Zhang Xiaomeng's nose was also gently swaying, and the people who were watching her were eager to fall into the skylight. Xu Le looked at her in a daze, feeling that his heart was empty, but full, sour, but sweet, he didn't understand why Xiaomeng always had an indescribable feeling under her calm appearance, and always felt that the other party might disappear at any time.
The opposite side of the cafeteria table will become empty at any time, and Xu Le doesn't like this kind of speculation.
"The dance starts next week. Zhang Xiaomeng suddenly turned his head, smiled slightly, and said to him: "You have been busy recently, and you don't know what to be busy with, there is no class tomorrow, let's go out to buy clothes." โ
Xu Le nodded, and was about to say something, Zhang Xiaomeng lowered his head and said softly: "Of course it's with your money, don't worry about anything." โ