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Volume 1: Seeking Defeat Chapter 211: Half a Dream

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    "Wanwan, you're crying." Zhao Yan, who was sitting high in the VIP box, turned his head and said softly.  "No." Wanwan turned away and did not 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 talking nonsense. This princess has never cried since she was born!" Li Zixuan glared at Zhao Yan, but unlike Wanwan, she forgot to look away, so she was washed away by tears.  The cheeks with two grooves were exposed in front of Zhao Yan without any concealment.  So, although Zhao Yan didn't speak anymore, he stared at his fianc¨¦e's pretty face with a smile on his face.  And taking advantage of this opportunity that had not been noticed yet, the little maid Xiahua, who had already cried all over her face and almost had snot bubbles popping out of her nose, quickly stepped back on her tiptoes and hid in the darkness with the gentlest touch.  He escaped from the handkerchief with his movements and wiped the tears and snot from his face.  Hee Even the second young master will never realize that this slave has been crying just now~ The little maid thought beautifully, but at this moment she heard the sound of a flute that was like sobbing again, so she instantly  Thinking of the poor white fox sister, her big unsatisfied eyes were quickly filled with water mist, and then even more unsatisfactory tears rushed out like a flooded river crossing the embankment. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Sister White Fox is so pitiful, why is that guy so stupid? He couldn¡¯t recognize Sister White Tiger for more than ten lifetimes, and actually took away Sister White Fox¡¯s inner elixir.  Just like that, the little maid once again fell hopelessly into self-abuse depression.  Gritting her teeth like braided shells in the dark, loving and hating her all the time Wuwu.  It's so annoying. Will the second young master see it?  So the little maid didn¡¯t even notice.  The person Zhao Yan has been looking at is Li Zixuan.  "What are you looking at!" Li Zixuan, who had been stared at by Zhao Yan, finally couldn't bear the gaze anymore, so after making a fuss, she pushed open the screen window of the VIP box with a creak and pointed at the audience in the ordinary seats below fiercely.  He said: "Stinky Erlang, haven't you seen it? I'm not the only one crying. There are many people below secretly wiping their tears! Ha. Look at the far left corner, there is a fat man there.  I'm crying! Huh, this princess is much better than him!" "Ha, although a lot of things have changed during the three journeys back to the streamer, my personality has not changed much. It seems I haven't received it yet.  Extremely 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 wanted to spend their lives with patients with war trauma syndrome.  So Zhao Yan is in such a good mood.  Satisfied, with only the lingering sound of the flute left, he stuck his head out and looked at the ordinary seats in the theater below the VIP box.  The big lights that can illuminate the entire theater have not been relit yet, so Zhao Yan can only vaguely see the crowd below, but as Li Zixuan said, there are indeed many people below.  Taking advantage of the cover of the dark environment, I wiped away my tears - the tears of a girl, the tears of a young woman, the tears of an aunt, the tears of a young man, the tears of a man, the tears of an uncle, and the tears of a monster.  ¡°Heh, it¡¯s true that tragedy has the most touching power. No wonder Shakespeare is so popular.  This overlook is because of the script I wrote.  And it feels great to make the audience burst into tears!  Looking down at Zhao Yan.  I have gained a very, very sufficient sense of identity, which I felt when I talked about "The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" and "Journey to the West" before.  Nothing has ever happened before.  While walking around and admiring the audience¡¯s heartfelt ¡°reflections¡±, Zhao Yan soon noticed something that surprised him.  "Huh?" Yes, that surprising situation made Zhao Yan couldn't help but sigh.  "Erlang, what's wrong? What did you see?" Curiosity prompted Li Zixuan, whose ears were good enough, to forget the embarrassment just now and put her little head full of curiosity closer.  "How is this possible? Why is he here?" Zhao Yan had no time to care about Li Zixuan anymore. Instead, he muttered to himself. He saw a friend, an old friend that he had almost forgotten.  .  ¡°Perhaps aware of Zhao Yan¡¯s gaze, the man turned his head and looked in the direction of the luxury box. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles, and actually met Zhao Yan¡¯s surprised gaze.  Zhao Yan saw very clearly that the man smiled at him, then opened and closed his mouth and said something to him silently.  "Hey brother, it's time to wake up¡ª¡ª"   The sound of rolling thunder exploded in Zhao Yan's ears, and Zhao Yan stood up suddenly in shock.  Zhao Yan felt that his eyes were full of Venus dancing wildly, and he couldn't even see his surroundings clearly. It took him a long time to finally regain his vision.  Where is the theater, where is the "The Legend of the White Fox" that makes people cry.  Zhao Yan was shocked to see that he was clearly half-lying on the sofa in the KTV luxury box where the game was celebrated.  "Are you awake?" That shameless friend was still looking at Zhao Yan with a smile.  "What exactly" Zhao Yan was in a daze: "What's going on?" "Huang Liang Yimeng, have you heard of it?" The smiling friend's expression suddenly became solemn, and his whole temperament seemed to change in an instant.  Became unfathomable.  "Huang Liang Yi Meng?" Zhao Yan, who had not been exposed to this world's culture for a long time, finally remembered what Huang Liang Yi Meng was. He was lost in silence for a long time, and then finally continued to ask: "I remember,  The protagonist of "Huangliang Dream" woke up after enjoying a lifetime of glory and wealth. "Old friend, you must not know that after Lu Sheng woke up from the dream, he became a monk and became enlightened after eating Huangliang. I guess you.  I definitely don¡¯t want to be like him,¡± said the friend.  "How do you know so clearly?" Zhao Yan asked subconsciously, and then in the flash of lightning, he finally remembered that Huang Liang Yimeng's supporting role was Lu Weng, and his sworn friend also happened to be  The surname is Lu!  Even his name is Lu Weng!  "It seems that you have guessed it." Looking at Zhao Yan's suddenly enlightened look, the bad friend smiled again. He stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Yan's shoulder three times.  "Old friend, I'm leaving. Consider this half-dream my parting gift to you." After saying this, the bad friend disappeared little by little in front of Zhao Yan's eyes like a dream.  Zhao Yan reached out to grab it, but only caught the void. He still had too many questions to ask.  At this moment, Zhao Yan suddenly heard a cheerful young female voice in his mind again - "The initialization of the defeat system is completed! The binding of the system host is completed! The defeat system is activated! Master, remember her name  It¡¯s called Sakura, so I don¡¯t need you to give me random names like Xiaobai¡± ¡ª¡ª Complete book - end.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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