After entering the infinite game, the full-level boss pretends to be new again

Chapter 289 Courage Training Camp [26]

It's like a psychological hint.

Yan Qing looked at his hands, staring at the word 'game' on the paper, and suddenly felt a pain in his head.

There are some sporadic memory fragments echoing in my mind, missions, games, a bright door——

The last memory was frozen in the peak of the white light that was about to swallow everything around her. The boy who had been standing beside her gently raised his hand to cover the girl's eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already sitting in the Liyuan seat. On the stage, an outstanding opera actor was babbling and singing a little song. Yan Qing didn't understand opera. She was never interested in these things. She The one who is interested is the one who sings on the stage.

Yan Qing slowly raised his forehead.

Before entering the illusion, she gave herself a psychological hint, almost engraving the two terms player and game deeply in her mind.

It was only then that I gradually recalled it.

Knowing that this place is actually just an illusion, Yan Qing's slightly depressed and heavy mood improved a lot. She lay down on the table and wrote and drew on the paper, outlining the back of the beautiful actress on the stage with two or three strokes.

The girl bent her lips, bit the pen holder and laughed.

I don't know if Shi Yan's memory has recovered, but if he thinks of himself babbling and singing on the stage, he might show a different expression.

The memory belonging to the player is back, but the illusion is not over yet, she has to find a way to crack it.

Yan Qing propped his chin.

She had to find a way to see Shi Yan again. Shi Yan's identity was definitely not as simple as a Liyuan opera actress. At that time, she smelled a smell of gunpowder on Shi Yan, and that was definitely not an illusion.

"Cannon fire...actor..."

The girl tapped her fingers on the table unconsciously, and her expression became a little bewildered.

She belatedly remembered that when the player's memory hadn't come back, she subconsciously followed the young master's taciturn character in her memory to get along with Shi Yan, and was always teased by him. When they first met, she even wanted to kiss Shi Yan. Block her curiosity.

Yan Qing pursed her lips lightly.

She knew that in the era of the Republic of China, Liyuan opera actors seemed to be sought after by others, but in fact their status was not very high. Shi Yan couldn't wake up his memory at the very beginning, so besides her, he and other guests who listened to the opera were also Get along like this?

He, he is too skilled.

As if rehearsed thousands of times, the beautiful and frivolous eyes.

Yan Qing tapped the table lightly, she would subconsciously talk to the people around her according to the young master's way of getting along in her memory, so Shi Yan should do the same.

with others...

The girl broke the penholder in her hand blankly.

She raised her head slowly, grinding her teeth.

……

……

The autumn day is a little cooler, and the rain outside the window is ticking.

Yan Qing slowly woke up from her sleep, propped her head up and looked out the window, the sound of rain beating on the ground made a sound, she stared at the rain-wet ground in a daze.

This is three months after leaving.

In the midst of the cannon fire that day, she stood on the pier and watched Shi Yan turn around and walk into the city. When she turned around, she had a thrilling smile on her face. At that time, she couldn't do anything, and she didn't know what kind of identity she should keep. live with that person.

Now that she has a memory, Shi Yan seems to have evaporated from the world.

Skills cannot be used in the illusion, Yan Qing used spells to search for traces belonging to Shi Yan everywhere, but there was nothing.

It was still raining outside the window.

Yan Qing got up from the bed and counted the days, and it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in two days. Last year at this time, she was dragged to Liyuan to listen to an opera by her friends. Yan Qing, who was originally not interested, saw the singers on the stage at a glance. Tactfully, the voice comes to the heart.

The girl went out, put on her outer robe, put on an oil-paper umbrella, and walked into the city.

She can't find Shi Yan for the time being, so she can't do nothing. These days, she understands the situation pretty much. This is the war-torn era of the Republic of China. Because of the strong defense outside the city, there has been no artillery fire for a long time.

Yan Qing ran a restaurant, she wasn't good at it, so she barely managed to close down.

"Boss Yan is here."

As soon as Yan Qing arrived that day, the shopkeeper in charge of the cash register of the restaurant came out wiping his sweat, and said to Yan Qing mysteriously: "Boss Yan, someone came to the restaurant and wanted to buy us, and the price he gave... this amount .”

The shopkeeper held out a palm.

Yan Qing showed no expression: "Five thousand oceans?"

The shopkeeper smiled: "Add two more zeros."

Now Yan Qing was also surprised, "Who is so stupid and rich? Are you sure he's not a liar?"

"That man is very well dressed, I think his appearance is also classy, ​​and his demeanor doesn't look like a liar." The shopkeeper recalled: "He is in the second floor compartment now, does Boss Yan want to see him?"

The door-to-door business, this business is worth her 30 years of income.

"See, why don't you see me?" Yan Qing turned and went upstairs, she had long wanted to leave, "Big customer, make a pot of good tea and bring it to me later."

What's more, she had a premonition.

This person may be a turning point.

perhaps--

The shopkeeper quickly responded, and turned to make tea. When he woke up, he suddenly remembered: "Boss Yan, the customer said he has something to show you."

When he turned around, he found that Yan Qing had already entered the cubicle.

The house was filled with smoke, and the girl opened the window expressionlessly. When the smoke cleared, she saw in the mist...

Tang Lian's face.

The corners of the girl's raised lips dropped instantly.

"What? Are you so disappointed seeing me?" Tang Lian laughed for a moment, and he leaned back, "Where's my good tea?"

He heard Yan Qing's conversation with the shopkeeper downstairs.

Yan Qing laughed: "Water is good."

Tang Lian was not annoyed, he silently glanced at Yan Qing, and took out a thick stack of banknotes from his pocket.

The girl took back the step of raising her feet to walk outside, and sat down calmly in front of Tang Lian, with a standard innocent smile on her face: "The shopkeeper is going to make tea, and he will be here soon."

See money-minded guys.

Tang Lian wanted to laugh for a moment, and he said, "Don't you ask me why I appear here?"

"I want to know more, will you bring me clues?" Yan Qing propped his chin, "What is the use of asking your purpose, anyway, you have already appeared here, I am more interested in what you can bring me. What?"

Tang Lian smiled softly, staring at the indifferent eyes of the girl in front of him, he knew that what she said was true.

The little girl whose interests come first.

It's really amazing.

"You want clues?"

Tang Lian turned to look at her distressedly, and spread his hands: "Unfortunately, I can't help you."

The girl reacted quickly, and just as she was about to see off the guests, Tang Lian took out two bank notes from her pocket.

Yan Qing's words got stuck in her throat, and she sat back down again, her expression unchanged.

(End of this chapter)