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NO.31 You'd better be more concerned (thousands of votes will be added)
After the chrysanthemum viewing, the appearance of Jiemen District changed.

Buses, subway screens, banners at entrances and exits, as well as countless horse racing girl-themed peripheral stores, are all the protagonists.

It was a little brown-haired girl with a streak of white shooting stars on her forehead.

The cheerful and lively smile is so photogenic, just like the majestic victory uniform that references military uniforms. It can be said to be a natural publicity vane.

The front story, prove to everyone that you have the strength and courage to pursue freedom, the back story.jpg
The result of taking the lead and losing sight of everyone is obvious. At that moment, even the cup of coffee that Omer waved over could be carefully sketched out with a high-spirited portrait in latte art.

It's just that... maybe the latte art player is not good at it, or maybe the latte art hand is biased.

Omer always felt that these lines floating in the brown revealed an aura of a smug little devil rather than high spirits.

So he picked up the spoon and gently pulled at the edge, causing the face on it to become deformed and crooked, more like the face of some feline creature.

[Poke, it’s Hakimi]

Seeing the bad comments made by Bize under his own post, Omer laughed and laughed as he liked this bad joke that had no resonance with the locals, and then looked back at the cityscape that was fading into dusk.

The sky always gets darker earlier in autumn. It's only six o'clock in the afternoon, and the distant scenery is already dusky enough to put Ultraman there.

Unfortunately, the Ultraman he was able to contact the fastest was still quite irritable at the moment. It was hard to tell whether it was because he couldn't forget the feeling of being buried in the ground, or because the students in the entire Central Center were looking for his deeds.

It is true that for that naughty boy who is more than 5,000 years old, the treatment of being sought after by countless people should be a pleasure. As a gathering place for high-quality girls, Treson can highlight a fragrant and soft experience for him, even if He is not a carbon-based creature at all, and he can probably understand the joy of sucking cats on earth.

But obviously, everything in this world should have a degree.

Just as Omo initially restricted Zero and Geed's travels by saying, "There are many fans of you two in this world" - Zero was still afraid of trouble.

It is precisely because of fear that there is value in choosing this method of punishment, isn't it?

Half a day later, and another day, Omer patiently waited for the situation to further develop, and in his long-awaited free time, he read the updates on Chairman Akikawa and the official account of the association, and speculated on the current direction of the industry.

"It's very subtle..."

Seeing that the announcement and congratulations for the new Triple Crown were not as grand as expected, he couldn't help but whisper to himself.

And among the chaotic words and footsteps of people coming and going, a clear doubt suddenly came to his ears.

"What's subtle?"

"..." Omer raised his head after hearing the words. Seeing that his hairstyle and clothing were all fresh and smart, except for wearing a mask, he looked exactly like a red-eyed woman from the Far Eastern University. After a brief silence, he said subtly, "Everyone. These meanings are very subtle, Miss Xi.”

"I don't want to dress like this either," Xi, who took off her mask and grabbed the chair opposite to sit down, looked a little irritated, "But Sister Shu was so happy when she heard that I was going out, and she didn't know what to do. You found this suit somewhere and insisted that I try it on."

"Looks like a disciple of the old Far East University," Omer commented simply, "but it also suits you very well."

"Really? I asked her why she would think of preparing such clothes. It turns out they are worn by students."

Miss Xi, who had traveled through time in recent years, obviously did not understand the school uniform style of Jidong that was at least ten years ago.

"I guess she actually prepared similar style clothes for the new year, but she just hasn't found the time to give them away yet."

"Ah, Nian and I are both children in her eyes anyway."

She hung the strap of her shoulder bag on the corner of the chair back angrily, then picked up the bag and rummaged around for something, while Omo just held the coffee silently and glanced at the good things hanging on her bag. A few round cartoon badges.

They are all cartoons of familiar faces, including the protagonist of yesterday’s Chrysanthemum Appreciation.

It makes her look more like a college nerd chasing the subculture of jockey girls.

Miss Miao, don’t you know too much?
Sure enough, he and Ling were playing tricks on each other yesterday...

In this way, Zhong Yue is probably the only outsider who is completely outside the circle. What this eldest brother has done...

Omer subconsciously felt pity, but looking back, he felt that this was a good thing. After all, the subculture circle was too chaotic.

No matter how he said it, it was hard for him to imagine that Brother Zhongyue could pick up abstract topics.

Thinking of this, he even decided to go back and send a warning to the other party.

There are some circles in this world, and even if you know about them, you don't have to force yourself to fit in, lest things cause trouble both internally and for those around you.

This is an important point, worth remembering.

Just after he skillfully finished typing the memo content in the terminal, he saw a stack of solid and thick drawings on the desktop that were heavily colored like oil paintings.

"Oh~" he exclaimed.

Not because it reminded him of GBF's art style, but because of the physical manuscript itself.

To be honest, apart from going to specialized stores to find it, it is really rare to see such paper colored manuscripts these days.

Even now that the electronic version of Renzhi itself is competing for the sales of physical copies, the fan exhibition built in reality is already the simplest display stage, mainly due to the stubbornness of the old people.

Although the emergence of the traveler group has revived these old-school choices to a certain extent, it is still a drop in the bucket.

The tide of the times is difficult to resist, not to mention that the group of time travelers are not all classicists.

There are also many guys like Bize who quickly accepted the magic wand system, quickly accepted the bionic girlfriend, and even more obsessed with game devices and deep immersion - it can be said that they were eager for all this before time travel. After that, he seemed to be so happy. This kind of guy would probably go straight to an electronics exhibition with a virtual reality stage even if he visits a fan exhibition, instead of going to be a two-spined ape special forces soldier in a real fan exhibition (referring to the astonishing number of steps required to visit all the stations in a large exhibition).

In comparison, Miss Xi, who was considered a '3D paper man' in Bize's and his own memories of another world, seemed to be more grounded in reality.

"These are the covers planned for the five original short stories, and this one, which I drew at short notice." She said, and took out the only painting framed by a glass frame from the bag. After opening it, You can still see the wet ink.

But in the picture, the speed and power of the two girls running on the track one after another are immediately apparent.

"I haven't seen what you wrote yet. I can only say that it is for practice. You won't say something like Digi that the painting style is too hard and needs to be softened, right?"

"Did she say that again?"

Omer carefully took the drawing paper and looked at it. He didn't notice the slight change in the other person's eyes because of his movements. He just marveled at Miss Xi's picture design.

It was clear that the details had not been told to her, but she seemed to have seen the duel yesterday morning.

Of course, this is more likely because the running posture is just that. Rather than the posture, the racing painter of the horse racing girl focuses on details such as muscles, expressions, airflow, and clothes.

"I think there is nothing wrong with this style of painting. The digital teacher is too pursuing the fit with reality, but rather ignores the charm of the creation itself."

"So is Digital Quick Print really the horse racing girl you know?"

"It's not advisable to open the box offline, Mr. Gongbiruhua." He put down some paintings and looked at Xi, who was greeting the waiter to order drinks. Omo smiled helplessly, "I think this is a group of club members who met online. In other words, it’s basically the rules of the society.”

"Just a casual question," Xi turned around angrily after placing her order, "You look like a mercenary, but how can you be so complicated that you even accept the document work of Renzhi?"

"This is also the fourth cruelest aspect of mercenaries in today's involved industry." With a subtle smile on his face, Omo slowly shook the spoon, completely destroying the latte art in the cup. "It's not just... Text work, I also signed two commissions for your company yesterday, one of which is about the cross-world migration of a population. "

"Is that Haiji? Yesterday's company forum was in a commotion," Xi casually said something that Omo didn't want to see for the time being. "Many people think that after the wolf girl from Penguin Logistics, you plan to treat other girls. Take action."

"You are joking," these words made Omer's smile distort a bit, "not to mention that I have never thought about pursuing anyone, but as far as Isamara's attitude is concerned, it seems that she is trying to I'll take action."

"Yeah... that's true."

"What a fascinating silence and reflection."

Omo looked expressionlessly at Miss Suipian, who raised her hand to support her chin and looked away for several seconds before turning back. Based on his understanding of Miss Xi, there were probably many arguments that could allow the other party to reach a conclusion. It comes from some information that I don’t know.

but……

I don’t really want to know either.

In recent months, he has been browsing the Rhode Island forum from time to time.

He has fun and collects information about acquaintances, and because Rhode Island Company has already hired many time-travelers, and the old employees are the time-travelers in his own mind, this behavior itself is regarded by him as a kind of entertainment, which is quite interesting. interest.

But he really didn't look through it yesterday.

Yesterday, it was Bai Ren's business, Mi Yu's difficulties, and the trap design for Zero. Finally, I had to continue writing the manuscript - the only leisure time was watching the game, but the game itself only took a few minutes. At most, there will be another ten minutes of review and research, and a few minutes of congratulations to Yutaka Nishizaki.

Where is the forum for flipping through the company next door?

Although time is always squeezed.

but……

Don't want to be crowded!
Early this morning, he received a farewell message from the other party. A simple and unpretentious farewell message and a very earth-shattering farewell message seemed very refreshing.

It is true that the prerequisites for the mine system are actually normal at the beginning. It is only after a deeper understanding that the problems are discovered.

Rather than this clear and scattered minefield.

But Omer is obviously too lazy to sum up the other party's category in such a literal way.

Although he looked at the Kazakh man, he probably didn't mean that... Omo just thought about this possibility in his mind, and the actual answer was still as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

He didn't really want to know other people's opinions on this incident. The top priority should be to let the storm of this incident naturally overshadow it.

So when he discovered that Miss Xi seemed to have some other information, he was subconsciously interested, but his rationality still prevented him from being so interested.

Fortunately, Miss Xi also looked uninterested in talking.

"What's there to care about? Shouldn't you first explain why you want to add a new work temporarily!?"

He was just inexplicably excited, as if he was covering up the previous topic in a slightly stiff way.

But what's there to cover for this?
Are you still friends with Isamara?
Omo was confused in his heart, but remained calm on the outside, just waving his hands helplessly.

"Rather than adding stuff, wouldn't it be better to say that there was a lack of pen and ink for Narita Shiruhito in the creation that was planned from the beginning?"

"I just suddenly discovered a new perspective that can fill in and connect the transition of generations."

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　　(End of this chapter)