Chapter 4
Just a few days after the college entrance examination, there were many former high school students strolling along the river, as well as adults with their children and couples walking together.
"Su Shen!"
A male voice suddenly sounded from not far away.
Su Xingyuan was concentrating on his night run. When he heard someone calling him, he stopped, took off one of his wired earphones, and turned around.
"It's really you!" The shaved-haired boy who had been his deskmate for a while ran over and happily put his arm around his shoulders. "You always disappear when you have a holiday, never logging into Penguin or WeChat, but I caught you!"
"Zhang Mingwei?" Su Xingyuan was a little surprised: "Are you here to run too?"
"Not really. My parents asked me to go for a walk with them and play with my little cousin. Children are annoying, so they asked me to hide for a while."
Knowing that Su Xingyuan didn't like too intimate touches, Zhang Mingwei only touched his shoulder at first and then withdrew his hand, a little embarrassedly saying: "Did I disturb you while you were running?"
"No." Su Xingyuan shook his head: "My night run today is almost over. How have you been these days?"
Hearing him naturally take the initiative to bring up the topic, Zhang Mingwei relaxed and began to chat about his recent daily life in a lively tone.
Su Xingyuan listened quietly.
"It's getting late, I'll go back first." When they reached the fork in the road leading to the community, Su Xingyuan glanced at his phone, turned around and said with a smile: "Let's contact each other."
"Of course," Zhang Mingwei nodded vigorously, "See you another day, God!"
Su Xingyuan waved and walked away, and Zhang Mingwei also returned to his parents.
"The classmate just now, is he Su Xingyuan from your class?" Zhang's mother asked curiously.
"Yes." Zhang Mingwei affirmed: "Isn't the real person more stable and elegant than imagined?"
Zhang's mother: "That must be calmer than you."
Zhang Mingwei: “…”
He rolled his eyes and complained feebly: "Although your son is not as good as Su Xingyuan, he is not that bad, right?"
The point is, can Su Xingyuan be compared? Not to mention his good grades, his personality is okay. He doesn't have the airs of a so-called academic god at all. He treats everyone the same and has high emotional intelligence.
Apart from disappearing during holidays and basically not participating in sports games, it's almost perfect.
So what if I don’t participate in the sports meet? The athletes in their class are not just for show. What's more, Su Shen can beat the other classes in the class PK. In a class full of the best students, this is the king:)
The only twist in his high school career was probably when he entered school because his face attracted a lot of attention. Several senior students saw him wearing black-framed glasses and being quiet, and they looked down on this nerd. They wanted to teach him a lesson, so they blocked him in the classroom after school one day.
Zhang Mingwei didn't know what happened specifically, he only knew the result -
Su Xingyuan came to class the next day in a battle-damaged state calmly, and those thugs, without exception, stayed in the hospital for several weeks. No one dared to cause trouble for him again because of this incident, and even their parents did not dare to say a word.
In addition, in the monthly exam the next day, Su Xingyuan was not affected at all and ranked first, thus becoming a god.
Facts have proved that you should never mess with people who seem to have a good temper in normal times, because when they get crueler, they can be crueler than anyone else.
Zhang Mingwei interrupted his thoughts and walked back, saying, "Let's go, let's go home for a midnight snack!"
…
Su Xingyuan returned home, washed up, and then lay on the bed and looked at his phone for a while.
Because of Zhang Mingwei's reminder today, he finally remembered about Penguin and WeChat, so he opened them and took a look.
He is not keen on online chatting, nor does he like to open software to read messages all the time, so he often subconsciously ignores their existence.
Su Xingyuan opened the Penguin class group.
[Yang Zi: Let’s have a meal together before the results come out? I’m afraid I’ll lose my mood after the results come out [crying]]
[Zhang Mingwei: I agree. Let’s take the graduation photos on that day. Let’s go to Haidilao tonight! 】
[Chen Wei: Mainly because I can’t notify Su Shen at other times hahahaha]
[Qu Wutong: [Share link: A pet in Jinguan Community mysteriously disappeared, and the surveillance camera allegedly captured a space crack]]
[Qu Wutong: Because I was too bored, I went through all the marketing accounts. I have to say there is a kind of beauty that extinguishes wisdom]
[Xu Changyu: Damn, I can’t notify the God of Su, don’t be too real]
…
Su Xingyuan flipped through the chat history, found nothing important, and put down his phone.
Now was supposed to be his bedtime.
Su Xingyuan's gaze slowly shifted to the gaming helmet.
Anyway, I don't have anything else to do, so there shouldn't be anything wrong with staying up a little late, right?
He logged into the game.
【［Throw flowers］Welcome back! [Sprinkle flowers]
As I felt my body land on solid ground, everything before my eyes became clear again.
Su Xingyuan stretched his body to get himself into the state and looked at the game clock beside him.
In stand-alone games, the time changes in the game will be automatically paused when you go offline, and it seems that this game is the same.
He pushed open the next door.
[Congratulations to the player for completing all levels of the Novice Trial! 】
A pop-up window with fireworks and firecrackers bounced happily into his face.
Su Xingyuan: “?”
The black-haired boy blinked his emerald cat eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is this the end?"
It shouldn't happen. It's too fast.
It's like someone forced the game to end the novice trial.
The problem is that there is only one player in the game right now, Su Xingyuan. He thinks he is still very friendly and would never give any verbal harm to the game creation team.
【……】
[Players please follow the novice guide and enter the portal]
Su Xingyuan looked at the snow-white transmission channel in front of him.
It just so happened that he also wanted to see as soon as possible what the so-called "big map" and "open world" were like in this game.
…
…
"Dad, I'm so hungry..."
"Dad is going to buy some buns for Yinyin. Yinyin, please wait for dad here, okay?"
The pale and skinny girl timidly pulled at the corner of the man's clothes, not willing to let go, but she was so hungry that she couldn't help swallowing her saliva when she heard the word "dumpling" and whispered, "Daddy must come back soon."
"Okay." The man forced a smile at her, turned around and limped towards the bun shop in the distance.
A gust of night wind blew over, and his right arm was empty, and his sleeve fluttered lightly in the wind.
The man walked up to the bun shop, looked at the boss, and smiled ingratiatingly. Before he could say anything, the boss turned his head and glanced at him, frowning in disgust: "Are you here to ask for money? Stay away!"
"No, no, you misunderstood. I just want to ask if I can help out here. I only need one bun!"
The guests around looked at each other, pretending nothing had happened, and lowered their heads, unwilling to get involved in this mess.
"You want to eat without money? Get out of here!"
Seeing that he was standing there motionless, the boss simply slapped him and pushed him away.
However, before his palm touched the man, he first hit something as hard as iron.
He used too much force and his hand was crooked, so he poked his finger and caused him to cry out in pain.
"What the—"
West.
The boss' words suddenly got stuck in his throat.
There was no other reason, except that the stone slab that seemed to have just poked his finger, and which looked heavy and hard, was being played with easily in the hands of a young man.
The young man was tall and slender, wearing a black hooded coat that looked like a raincoat, with the brim of the hood pulled down low. He could only see his delicate jaw and the corners of his lips with a subtle curve.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of horror rising to the top of his head, as if he was being stared at by some large predator. The feeling of being so close to death almost took away his breathing.
He couldn't help but cautiously probe: "Are you... a hunter?"
The slate finally stopped being repeatedly moved in the young man's hands, as if it was considering which angle on his head would make the loudest hit.
The boss felt a third relieved.
A male voice sounded, "What do you think?"
——The one-third that had been put down was suddenly raised up again.
The boss's face changed several times. He wanted to ask this unexpected person for a hunter's license, but he was afraid that the other party was really a hunter and would think this was an insult to him - there are all kinds of hunters these days.
"I wonder which guild you belong to?" The boss smiled and said, "It's mainly because all the shops in our area are familiar with the Paishan Guild. You look a bit unfamiliar."
The young man tilted his head slightly, and there was still no obvious emotion in his voice: "Do you think I dress like this to let people know who I am?"
boss:"……"
I was careless.
"Don't be too nervous. I'm not a devil." He withdrew his hand, and the slate disappeared instantly. He said casually, "It's just that I'm a little sensitive to noise. Do you understand?"
After seeing his move, the boss' pupils shrank slightly. He was completely convinced that he was a hunter who had awakened his abilities. He smiled and said, "Of course, of course."
The young man smiled, and his eyes seemed to sweep over him again, then he didn't bother with him anymore and left.
The man stood in silence for a moment, then turned around and returned to the dark corner where they had previously lived.
Hunter... He once thought that he would become a hunter.
It had just rained, and the corner was very damp, so few people wanted to come. Normally, they are the only ones there.
However, after seeing the situation in that place, the man was stunned.
The daughter is still his daughter, but who is the dark person next to her?
His brain froze for a moment. As it involved his daughter and a stranger, a sense of crisis and strong alertness suddenly surged up in him.
This isn't the hunter from before...
"Good evening, sir." The hooded young man smiled and waved, then made a "2" with his hand and said in a relaxed tone:
“Would you like to spend two minutes listening to the great, mutually beneficial deal we’re about to make?”
Man: “…Ah?”
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