Chapter 315: The Only Possible Present Turn Spoof III

The sun sets with a caramel glow on the translucent glass of the arena, and the red haze outside is as brilliant as a tapestry.

Xue Meng and little dragon walked around the large gymnasium, which was empty at this time of the year, as training was over and only the incandescent lights in the equipment room were still on.

One man and one dragon look at each other, heading towards the equipment room.

They saw Mo Ran in junior high school, a boy who, naturally, still hadn't grown taller because he was only in his first year and his poor family hadn't provided him with adequate nutrition. He was not much different from the image they had seen in the noodle shop, Mo Ran's skinny body in a sack-like school uniform, his dirty black hair hanging down to his cheeks, a ghostly, unassuming little boy.

Mo Ran, with his back to them, is sitting cross-legged on the floor, tidying up the badminton that his classmates have used up.

"Why is he alone," Xue Meng wondered, "don't the others help?"

little dragon flipped through his guide and frowned, "Well, they just played a badminton match against the other class this afternoon and lost badly. The rest of the team agreed that Mo Ran was holding them back, so they threw him in here to sort out the equipment for the guys."

After reading it, he said, "Wow, that's terrible."

As the proud son of Xue Meng, he had never experienced this kind of backstabbing before, so he froze for a moment, and it was only after half a day that his eyes slowly widened and he finally came to his senses.

"Holy shit" he said angrily, "what a mess losing a game and looking for problems in one person are these people's heads caught in the door"

"I appreciate your bravery, little Xue Meng." little dragon said. little dragon said, "but our task at hand seems to be to start the main female encounter thread for the backstabber Mo Ran"

"I appreciate your ruthlessness, four-legged." Xue Meng rolled her eyes, but moved over to work with little dragon on this one of the raidable heroines.

There are three female characters that can be selected for activation on this game node.

"One is called Yao Lan, a schoolmate two years above Mo Ran."

"So it's almost time to graduate." little dragon shook his head, "No, there are too many uncertainties with this one."

"You're right." Xue Meng narrowed his eyes at the next one, "The second one is called Rong Yan, this one sleeps this one is the head teacher"

little dragon is frozen: " Mo Ran can still cheat the head teacher"

"She's 36 and he's 13. It's not a fucking sister/brother relationship, it's an aunt/nephew relationship."

Amidst their shouting, a large red cross suddenly appeared on the guide, followed by a line of twisted, shy little words that surfaced.

"ORZ sorry, I miscalculated, this can't be raided."

little dragon :""

Xue Meng: "So this guide really isn't AI, it's artificially retarded, right?"

Sheepishly and hastily, the guide quickly erased those words about Rong Yan, and in its haste, even accidentally erased half a picture of Yao Lan.

"Only the last one left." Xue Meng flipped down a page, "This one, Luo Xianxian ."

The guide describes Luo Xianxian as the class flower of Mo Ran's class, a popular girl with the boys, and a gentle, noble woman who is never proud of her beauty and is very kind-hearted.

"Fine, fine, that's it then." Xue Meng said, "I'm going to have a heart attack if I keep praising her, the perfect human wife."

"That's for you." little dragon has seen it all, "Some men have chic tastes, they like perverted hot ladies, 10 high heels less 1 can't even, flaming red lips small leather whip, sunglasses military hat tights, angry slapping not even half of the face, left and right evenly against the kind of smoking."

Xue Meng commented, "I'm afraid you're talking about a senior member of the s cough club."

Whether Mo Ran is such a member or not, they don't know.

But they happily agreed on the idea that Luo Xianxian had a better chance of winning than Yao Lan.

The rundown begins.

"Doing everything possible to keep Mo Ran in the equipment room until the start of evening study at six o'clock." Xue Meng read, "and made sure Mo Ran was portrayed in a very miserable light."

"And?"

Xue Meng went through the guide three or four times: "No more."

"That's it," little dragon said in amazement.

"That's it." Xue Meng closed the book.

dragon's head poked out to look at the wall clock: "It's almost five o'clock, it's only another hour to delay him, all right."

The two men rolled up their sleeves and did what they had to do, it was so easy to stall for time. They watched Mo Ran's movements and cast a slight spell just as he managed to ring the racket and put it on the rack, which began to shake and then fell over in an anti-human movement that was unreasonably crooked.

Noisy and erratic bouncing, ping pong volleyball on the floor.

Mo Ran :""

Looking at the little one's inky black eyes that involuntarily widened, the look in the canine's eyes when he was hurt. A strong feeling of guilt rose up in Xue Meng and little dragon's hearts.

Still, they are convinced that they are not wrong to do so.

Mo Ran began to fumble around rearranging the sports equipment that had fallen all over the floor. He was very handy and it didn't take him long to almost put it all back in place, although he was tired and sweaty, his moist lips slightly open and closed, and he was still panting a little.

But one has to admit that he has a real talent for organisation.

Xue Meng watched in awe as he put the last dropped ping pong ball back into the tube and tucked it into the corner with such speed that the entire cleaning process took only fifteen minutes.

"" Xue Meng swallowed his throat and bumped his arm against little dragon, "You come again."

So Mo Ran watched as the equipment rack inexplicably collapsed a second time, as if it had been possessed.

""

Then came the third and fourth

They watched Mo Ran's tired, frail figure chasing the ball around the court, sweaty, with bewildered and confused eyes, but carefully straightening the ball again and again, checking that the four feet of the rack were secure and carefully putting the equipment back in its proper place.

But still, the ball rack always collapses at the last minute.

By the end, Mo Ran was standing in front of the shelf, his eyes a little damp with resignation, and he was afraid that he had taken it as a senior joke set up by one of his classmates to tease him.

He was clutching a basketball, his thin, lonely figure looking wretched and helpless.

Xue Meng's conscience was so battered that he couldn't take it anymore: "We look like bad people."

The little dragon put his chubby dragon paws over his green beady eyes and howled, "No. You're the only bad guy, I'm just a bad dragon oooooooooooooo."

Six minutes to five.

Mo Ran was once again panting as he set up the equipment rack, which was four times taller than he was, and descended the ladder.

This time, he stood hesitantly in front of the shelf and waited for ten seconds or so.

No movement.

No pour.

After a dozen seconds or so he finally sighed with relief and turned around with a somewhat heavy stride ready to walk out of the equipment room.

However, out of his sight, Xue Meng and little dragon are already in a brawl.

"You do it."

"No it was just me."

"I've pushed the shelf a lot more than you have."

"I don't want to I have a bad conscience I feel like I'm bullying the younger students"

"So I'll get by?"

Three minutes short of six. Mo Ran was about to walk out and the mission was soon to be lost, or Xue Meng was exempt, and with the verve of a man who has long stamped his eyes shut, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand and struck the rack of instruments with a fierce blow.

Rumble

The shelves full of stuff, even the shelves themselves, fell to the ground with a bang, raising a cloud of dust in the light. The fall was more complete than any before.

The transparent Xue Meng and little dragon are fine, as is the little Mo Ran, who cranes at the door and looks back in fear.

All dumbfounded.

"But it's finally dragged on past 6 o'clock, hasn't it?"

Afterwards, little dragon spent a long time trying to soothe Xue Meng's heart as the shelf collapsed.

"Gee, it wasn't your intention either, you see, the sky will be the limit"

Xue Meng, still covering her face, sat next to Mo Ran, who was biting her lip and silently tending to her instruments: "Shut up."

little dragon Shut up.

But not long afterwards, Xue Meng heard its noisy voice again: "Hey, hey, look."

Xue Meng: "You shut up"

little dragon: " Luo Xianxian is here"

Xue Meng looked up sharply and saw Luo Xianxian's full and charming figure in the not-too-harsh yellow light of the gym, outside the slightly open door.

Holy. Light. Descending. Advent

Xue Meng has only these four words in his head.

He burst into tears. It's great that he finally doesn't have to push the equipment rack with a clear conscience anymore, and for that reason he has to give Luo Xianxian a ten out of ten for his appearance!

"Mo Ran" Luo Xianxian's voice is as soft and pleasant as a summer orange blossom when he opens his mouth.

Xue Meng and little dragon sobbed at each other, both feeling that Mo Ran's queer life was finally saved.

The class flower, Luo students, soon followed the light to the apparatus room, turned sideways and cautiously peeked in with half a face, her pretty eyes widening at the sight of Mo Ran still busy.

"Hey what's with the mess?"

Mo Ran turned around, saw it was her and sighed, "The shelf is down."

"The teacher asked me to come and tell you to go back to your evening study." Luo Xianxian walked into the instrument room and looked around, "Let me help you, two of you, quickly, and we can go back together after we finish."

Mo Ran froze for a moment, followed by beads of sweat seeping from her eyelashes and dripping into her eyes.

He wiped his hands and feet and muttered gratefully, "Thank you."

"What a wonderful start." little dragon was very moved.

"It's comforting." Xue Meng Wonders.

The two adolescent girls were busy helping each other in the small, dimly lit room, their pleated skirts fluttering gently with their steps, the boy's hands holding volleyball after volleyball, handing them to the beautiful girl standing on the scaffolding, organising the equipment.

"Oooooooooooo." little dragon burst into hot tears, "Human love is so lovely."

Xue Meng approves with rare approval, presumably because he made it happen: "Indeed, the purity and innocence of it moved me."

The two classmates climbed up and down, but Xue Meng came down so hard at the end that the mess was slower to be cleaned up than any other time before, and it took them more than an hour to clean it up.

So it was time for the gym to close.

Both Xue Meng and little dragon were still in a state of ecstasy when the footsteps of the students on duty arrived at the door.

That is, until they looked back and saw the handsome senior walking in clutching his record board and wearing his duty badge.

Xue Meng :""

little dragon :""

They found their smiles froze like dog shit exposed to the sun, their mouths involuntarily opening into an O shape with each other.

"This is the one." Xue Meng's throat was dry.

Little dragon simply screamed, "It's that Chu Wanning!"

Chu Wanning walked into the pandemonium of the equipment room and, thanks to his calmness at such a young age, he only frowned at the sight of the house after the tsunami: "What's going on?"

Mo Ran turns his head, his eyes bright with the moisture of excessive exercise.

It was so easy and enjoyable to sort things out with Luo Xianxian that he naturally smiled brightly at the senior he hadn't met before, his cheeks melting into pearly circles.

"Things have fallen all over the place and are being sorted out. Seniors will have to wait a little longer if they want to close the door."

Chu Wanning sighed and put down his pad as Xue Meng and little dragon shook their heads in unison and walked into the small room where there was only one man and one woman.

The senior, despite his poker face, had a good heart: "I'll help you."

Luo Xianxian smiled and said, "That would be great. Thank you, sir."

Little dragon and Xue Meng roared in unison, "Thank you, my ass!"

Because Xue Meng's final elbow hit the cabinet stand so hard, the butterfly flapped its wings and its fate was changed once again.

When they follow the fate jumper to see the results twenty years later, they are tragically surprised to find that Mo Ran, who has become the president of the school's investment, and the current head teacher, which is why the guide miscalculated, have confused Head Teacher Yung with Head Teacher Chu and are chatting in the stands of the gymnasium back in the day.

It was still after six, still an evening when the clouds were like a sea of red maples.

The empty gymnasium was empty, they sat in the stands, with only two students on duty mopping the field, which had long since been expanded and renovated and was several times the size of the one they had attended. They were at one end and the cleaning students were at the other, so far away that only two faceless shadows remained.

"Where is Luo Xianxian?" asks the little dragon, undeterred and trembling with a glimmer of hope.

Xue Meng chose to remain silent.

He saw Mr. Mo holding Mr. Chu's hand in an inconspicuous place.

Later, when no one was looking, Mo Ran even went over and gave Chu Wanning a quick and tender kiss on the cheek.

Shit.

Start over again

I don't believe it's hopeless

So once again they used the jumper to get to another turning point in the game.

"Where is it this time?"

Little dragon asked in an exasperated and impatient voice before he could stand still.

Xue Meng, as angry and resigned as it was, looked around quickly and made a precise judgement: "It looks early, I guess this is a good opportunity to change the end of the game as Mo Ran is only in kindergarten at this point, and I'm afraid gender awareness is not even clearly delineated."

"So where the hell are we?"

Xue Meng raises her hand and points to the left at three o'clock, accurately reading the young round letters on the entrance gate: "Amusing Children's Theme Park."

A little dragon's fists and claws were shining as if he was covered in a golden glow of fighting spirit and his eyes were blazing with fire: "Good playgrounds are the place for sweet little girls, this time we must get Mo Ran a perfect match, we can't fail"

But Xue Meng is not as impulsive as before. He has learnt something from his first two failures, so he squinted his eyes and thought for a while before starting work, and then looked up.

"I'm thinking we should do a different kind of raid this time."

"Baa," said little dragon, his whiskers twitching, "what does that mean?"

Xue Meng said, "We all failed at the appearance of Chu Wanning before, and I had a bad feeling that even though we still triggered the main female line this time, the Chu Wanning spinoff would still be triggered at some point. He seems to have a special bond with Mo Ran, it's like a bug in this game."

little dragon wagged his tail unhappily, "They're not karmic, they're like buy one get one free shampoo at the supermarket."

"Exactly." Xue Meng said, "Imagine if we had worked hard on the ruse to lure in the pretty girl, but for some killer reason Chu Wanning happened to pass by once again"

Little dragon rolled his green eyes for just a second before he let out a heartbreaking scream: "Then it's all fucking over."

Xue Meng slapped his thigh: "That's right, it's all fucking over."

"So what do we do?"

Xue Meng, a schoolteacher who is brave enough to leave the books behind and create new ways to play, said with great ambition: "So I think this time we will not only trigger the main female line, but also stop Chu Wanning, the nc, from coming."

The little dragon immediately applauded, but after a while, he found himself still a bit confused, so he reached out with his short paws and tried to scratch his head. Unfortunately, his paws were too short to scratch his head.

Xue Meng glanced at him and, with great kindness, raised his hand to scratch his little friend's head.

A soothed little dragon grunted happily as he asked, "Your plan is great, but there's a problem... we're not programmers and we don't know if and when Chu Wanning will show up."

"I've thought of that." Xue Meng grinned, "Let's stay put this time and let Mo Ran roam free, see how he will meet Chu Wanning, if not that's best, if there's any chance of them meeting, we'll have to be very careful when we do raid and do our best to avoid it. "

The little dragon was either very comfortable with Xue Meng's massage, or he really appreciated the idea, or both.

Anyway, it ended up smashing its lips and exclaiming heartily, "Right, you're really good."

And so the two partners happily agreed

They decided to stay put for this game and see how Chu Wanning and Mo Ran met in the playground.