Male god collapses daily

Chapter 163

The author's sister is really amazing!Even this unpopular knowledge is known, and it can be combined with the plot.

Seeing this, Fenghe couldn't help sighing again. The author of this article really put his heart into it. He should have checked a lot of information, otherwise he would never have dug out this kind of butter with the aroma of violets.

And before he read this article, no, it should be said that he had never heard of this kind of sea salt butter before he heard Yukimura mention it, let alone use it to make biscuits.

With such a delicate mind, Feng He felt that he never had it even in his previous life, not to mention that in this life, he has spent all his energy on tennis and making troubles in the system, and of course he doesn't have it anymore.

So his master is probably sure that he doesn't know this kind of thing at all, so he said it and waited for him to have a good time?

He also said it in such a twists and turns, digging one hole after another and waiting for him to jump, should he say that he is really worthy of the bad taste of the tennis minister of Lihai University?

Luckily, I only mentioned the Brittany sea salt butter biscuits, and didn't ask him how to sing that poem...

Putting aside the stalk of butter biscuits for the time being, Feng He saw that the text was not long, so he simply continued to read it and prepared to finish it in one sitting.

In fact, after the author's ingenious arrangement, the relationship between the two teenagers has developed to the point where the article is written here, but the last layer of window paper has not been broken.

Although the so-called most beautiful is ambiguous, the vague feeling is like a kitten's paw gently scratching the heart, which makes people feel itchy.

But since everyone has seen this, Feng He still wants to see how the author ends up.

After reading half of the text, people want to know the ending, no matter how ugly the text is.

What's more, this article is not ugly. Although there is no particularly ups and downs in the plot, the author's exquisite writing and ingenious ideas are enough to attract people and make people want to read it.

After the summer vacation is the Haiyuan Festival. The author spent some pen and ink to describe the haunted house in Lihai University. The blue-haired and cold boy who acts as a guide is extremely deserted on the surface.

But when he was with another teenager in private, he showed another side.

And the stronger the contrast, the more addictive it is.

After the Kaihara Festival, the author also wrote about the training of the Rikkai University Tennis Club in China.

The author who wrote the article is not Chinese after all, and probably has never been to China, so Feng He also smiled knowingly about China.

Although the fantasy is a little bit fantasy, it can be seen that it is all made up by the author, but it is quite interesting, the author has a big brain.

In the Chinese plot, the relationship between the two protagonists is naturally one step closer.

Just when Feng He thought that the next step was to clarify and end the article, he forgot an important thing.

The winter of their second year of junior high school was when Yukimura fell ill.

Since this article has always been developed according to the real timeline, of course this matter is no exception.

And this incident is the plot that the author most focuses on describing.

In the text, Kaze and Yukimura walked out of the campus together after the tennis club's activities ended that day.

At first, Fenghe didn't feel that there was anything wrong. This was the daily life of the two of them in the text, and it often happened in reality. He didn't think of Yukimura's illness.

After all, he knew that on the day Yukimura fell ill, they all went out from school together.

So not only was he terrified, the rest of the tennis team was terrified too.

But Fenghe forgot that this is a CP fanfiction. When the author thinks that other people are not needed, of course they can be omitted.

In the text, the sunset that day was beautiful, just like countless other days. A moment ago, the two teenagers were talking about topics that no one else could understand or understand, but they only knew about them. .

At the next moment, when the blue-haired boy turned his head and was about to say something, his eyes were much gentler than usual because of the reflection of the other party's existence, like the spring breeze blowing over the surface of a melted lake, rippling Green waves of spring water.

However, before he could speak, the person who was standing next to him just fell down so suddenly and fell into his arms.

Then all of a sudden, the landslides and the ground cracked, and the person who had been quite comfortable in the text showed a panicked expression for the first time.

Seeing this, even Feng He couldn't help frowning, such a scene, such a description reminded him of the time when Yukimura fell ill and fell down.

Although at that time he actually had some mental preparations, but seeing someone he was familiar with collapse like this, he realized that all the mental preparations were useless.

However, that was a thing of the past after all, and now Yukimura has fully recovered, so Feng He just recalled it in his mind a little bit, and left it behind.

But the text is different. What the two teenagers are experiencing is the first time in their lives that they may encounter life and death.What was originally thought to be very far away, was suddenly brought to the front of the face abruptly.

Fortunately, even though he was flustered, Feng still had his senses. He forced himself to lift the man who had no strength to stand up on his back, and rushed towards the hospital.

The hospital is not too far away, and the speed of the ambulance is probably not as fast as sending people there directly.

A person who was thinking so calmly couldn't restrain the trembling of his fingertips. It was an involuntary reaction that would only come from extreme fear.

At this time, Yukimura hadn't completely fallen into a coma, and still had a little consciousness. He was lying on the blue-haired boy's shoulder, and he was speaking slowly, enduring the powerless pain when he fell ill.

Talking about the tennis club, talking about the national competition, saying that we must win, we must win the championship together...

No matter what Yukimura on his back said, the blue-haired boy gritted his teeth and agreed, and every good word was worth more than a thousand dollars, just like the pace of progress.

No matter how sore the eye sockets are, there must be no tear left, and no matter how trembling the fingertips, he must persevere. Compared with crying, compared with fear, he has something more important and must be done.

He promised people that he would definitely win and win the championship.

Yukimura fell ill and was hospitalized, and the entire tennis club was more or less affected, but as time passed, everyone was getting used to the days without Yukimura.

There is only one person, who has never been used to it. He was originally a cold person, and now his whole body is filled with the color of frost.

Practice, practice, practice... non-stop practice, harder than ever, more demanding practice.

In addition to the love of tennis, it is also a promise that has been promised.

A person who is extremely cold, once he becomes serious, is unmatched in his persistence.

That year, Lihai University's journey to the national competition went smoothly at the beginning.

But when it came to the final of the Kanto Tournament, the opponent Qingxue pulled the score to a 2-2 tie.

That day was also the day when Yukimura underwent surgery. In the last and most critical game, those who stood on the court fought with a promise that they would never lose.

In this part of the storyline, after seeing Feng He's frown, he never relaxed.

Although there are many places where he can say no to such a plot, he can say that they were actually the whole tennis club acting together that day, not just him and Yukimura.

He can also say that if Yukimura faints, the best way is to wait for the ambulance to arrive at the same place. If the cause is unknown, it is best not to move it casually, which may be counterproductive.

He could even say that the tennis minister of Lihai University was hospitalized at that time, and everyone was greatly affected, and he didn't become more indifferent because of it. Since Yukimura was working hard, he certainly wouldn't give up.

But in the end he didn't say anything, just sighed and got up to pour a glass of water.

It can only be said that a well-written article has such a magical power. Even if you know that such a plot is fictitious and unreal, you will still be attracted and moved by the author's words.

Fortunately, Feng He was originally a person with a very tough spirit, and he also knew that this article was fictitious. In order to increase the level of beauty, such a plot was created.

So when he came back with a water glass, he had completely calmed down and was about to finish reading the article.

Then when he turned the next page, he realized that there was no more...

I don't know if the author himself wrote it here, or if Yukimura sent him an incomplete version.

Anyway, this article has turned to the last page here, and there is nothing more to turn.

Feng He re-read it without giving up, and found that it was still the same.

Then there was an instant feeling of wanting to beat the table.

Although he really knew that the whole article was fictitious, and knew that it was far from the truth, and of course he knew that this article actually featured him and his friends as the protagonists, which was somewhat embarrassing before.

But, but!

He has seen this, at least give him an ending!

It feels like half of it is gone. It’s like a delicious cake being taken away after just one bite. It’s fine if you don’t know it’s delicious. The problem is that you’ve already tasted it and you know it’s delicious. , but nothing to eat!

The feeling of not being able to get up or down is especially uncomfortable!

After staring at the phone for a long time, Feng He couldn't hold back his forehead.

So, he is going to ask his master, if there is the second half of this article?

Well, when I read the article, I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. It’s just a fanart anyway, but when I say it like this, I feel ashamed again.

Of course, he doesn't have to ask, he doesn't know how Yukimura found this article, but he also has his own channels.

I just went out of my way to find this kind of fanfiction...

ah!He just wanted to see the ending.

Why does it feel so difficult!

Chapter [-]

When Fenghe met Yukimura the next morning, the smile of the Son of God was as gentle as ever, and he looked very warm in the cold wind.

Feng He straightened the plaid scarf that matched her school uniform, and after meeting Kamiyukimura's gaze, she felt inexplicably shifting her gaze to the side, "Morning."

Of course he knew that what he read last night was just a fanfiction of another girl YY, which had nothing to do with reality, and he would not confuse the two people in the article with him and his friends in reality.

But I just read such an article, and it still bears the names of the two of them. Now that I see Yukimura, I don’t know why, but I always feel like I don’t know how to look.

Although this article seems to be sent to him by Yukimura.

It can be said that Yukimura knows Fenghe too well, and he knows what's going on when he looks a little involuntarily dodging his eyes.

This guy is like this, once he doesn't know how to answer, or how to face it, his eyes will look elsewhere.

Otherwise, he is usually a person who looks at people very seriously, his exceptionally clear eyes seem to reflect the sky.

So when Yukimura saw Fenghe's appearance, he couldn't help laughing, "Morning." The reaction was even more interesting than he thought.

Of course Fenghe heard Yukimura's laughter, but he had already finished his psychological training at this time, so he turned his eyes back, and pretended nothing happened with his expressionless face, "Go to the tennis club?"

Yukimura nodded, and walked towards the tennis club side by side with Fuhe.It's just that when he turned his head to look at the person, Li Haida's master smiled and said, "Have you finished reading?" It is of course self-evident what this question is about.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the master of Lihai who can share this kind of text with him, and the question is really straightforward.

But the complaints are all complaints, Feng He also has the same expressionless face, "Ah." It's a pity that I didn't see the ending.

Fortunately, this is the case with reading articles. When I didn’t read it at the time, I would really want to read it. After a while, I was interrupted by something, and my thoughts diverged from there. Looking back, I didn’t want to read it so much.

Of course, it’s a pity that it will be a pity for a while, after all, if you don’t regard yourself as the protagonist, it is indeed a good article.

And the place where it was broken was too much to make people want to gnash their teeth, even if he actually knew the result of the Kanto finals that year.

Yukimura turned his head slightly to look at the person. In such a cold wind, the blue-haired boy also had a cold face, without any extra expression, and he was not moved by the cold at all.

Even if he was asked such a question, it seemed that his expression could not fluctuate in the slightest, and he looked very cold and serious.

No matter how you look at him, he is an extremely cold boy.

It's just that Li Haida's master finds it funny when he thinks that someone probably looks at Tongren with such an expression.

Thinking of this, he just laughed outright, "Does it look good?" Well, he also wanted to know, apart from the little gaze drifting before, would Feng have any other reactions.

Feng He almost choked on such a question, whether he should answer it well or not.

Answer it looks good, I feel a kind of inexplicable embarrassment, answer it doesn't look good, it seems a bit against conscience.

After thinking about it, Feng He's answer was quite righteous, "The writing is good."

Well, I should give him a thumbs up for his wit, so that he tells the truth and avoids the question of whether the content is good or not.

Feng He's answer was too serious, and Yukimura couldn't stop the smile on his face, "It's really good, but I didn't expect it either."

"Didn't expect what?" Feng He immediately became a little alert after being sighed like this, and always felt that it was not a good thing.

"Some people's seemingly ordinary behavior hides a deep meaning." Yukimura thought about it, and said it quite seriously.

"..." Feng He immediately understood the meaning of his Patriarch. The wind in the text is really a very powerful black belly, like a hunter who dug a trap and waited patiently, spoiling each other bit by bit.

Everything that is said and done seems to be very ordinary, but gradually adding up, it seems that an invisible net is woven around the other party, and it is still the kind of netting people willingly.

But he just wants to have a three-in-one, he's not him, he really isn't without him!

In comparison, he is really a nice(?) guy.

After looking at the sky from the bottom of his heart, Feng He said without thinking, "After all, it's just other people's speculation, which is different from the facts."

After all, it’s fanfiction, so there is naturally a difference between the YY girls and their real existence.

If he really liked someone, it would probably be... huh?He seems to be the type who really spoils the other party, but he doesn't think so much, it's just that he doesn't have such a strong purpose.

If you like someone, isn't it natural to treat each other well?

The person he likes, of course, deserves the best treatment.

"That's true." Yukimura nodded slightly without refuting.

Seeing that Yukimura did not refute but agreed with his own words, Fenghe also became a little happy, "Actually, the difference is very far."

He probably knew why he always felt that Yukimura was different some time ago.

So take advantage of the present, quickly pick yourself out.Otherwise, if the Great Demon King continues to be serious, it will be really difficult for him to deal with it.

"Is there a big difference?" Yukimura raised his eyebrows slightly.

Seeing this, Fenghe paused, "Do you think so?" He really felt that he was not like the Feng in the article, and he felt that Yukimura should be able to understand what he said.

Yukimura showed a slight smile when he heard the words, "No, it's not like." He has been with Feng for so long, of course he also knows that Feng is not the same as the boy in the article.

Although he knows that someone occasionally has some bad tastes, such as bullying the honest man Sanada or something.

But the whole style of acting is completely different from the person in the article.

Feng is actually a very pure person, if he is nice to people, he just wants to be nice to people.

The coldness on the surface is only external, but the real warmth is the kind of tenderness from the heart, and only sincerity is the most moving.

Of course, he knew these things, but it didn't prevent Li Haida's master from "making use of the topic".

It's really interesting to see someone explaining with such a deadpan expression.

Of course, it is also when I am wronged.

There is also this article, hehe, so he is such an image in other people's minds?It's not as good as someone?

Even though Yukimura held it up high and put it down lightly, Feng He himself would not pick it up, so he just nodded slightly when he heard people say that, "Yeah."

"But although it is different from the truth," Yukimura did not intend to end it like this, "some things are quite interesting. For example," he turned his head to look at the person, a pair of blue-purple eyes were unusually clear, "Brittany sea salt butter biscuits .”

Feng's dazed look yesterday was really interesting, and comparing it with the performance of the person in the article, the interest is doubled.

Although Yukimura usually has a quite calm side when he was the minister, occasionally he would be a little childish and want to play, just like this kind of biscuits with a special aroma. want to eat.

"I've never seen that kind of sea salt butter biscuit." Feng He shook his head, although he already knew what was going on, and to be honest, he also thought that kind of biscuit was quite suitable for Yukimura, but he was Really never seen ah.

"Well, this biscuit made of sea salt butter with a special aroma sounds delicious." Yukimura spoke in a leisurely manner, as if chatting casually.

Feng He thought for a while, "Sounds good," mainly because the author described it as very delicious, "But I've never seen that kind of sea salt butter." After a pause, he added, "I've never heard of it before. heard."

"Speaking of which," Yukimura's lips curled up just right, "If you had that kind of sea salt butter, would you make it?"

Fenghe thought about it, anyway, there is no such kind of sea salt butter. The article said so mysteriously, only that small French town produces it, and the output is estimated to be not high, and I haven’t seen it here, so it’s okay even if I agree. Bar.

So the blue-haired boy nodded slightly at the next moment, "Ah." He knows how to make butter biscuits, even if he uses different sea salt butter, he should be able to master it after two more tries.

Yukimura just smiled, a sincere smile, especially beautiful.

Although Feng He said so, when the two of them walked to the door of the tennis club, he suddenly realized.

Wait, he obviously wanted to get himself out of this matter, but after all, it seemed like he promised Yukimura to make sea salt butter biscuits?

So he should say that the Great Demon King really deserves to be the Great Demon King, and things suddenly became like this.

Fortunately, he didn't agree casually. Anyway, he has never seen that kind of sea salt butter, and Japan doesn't have it, and they won't go to France. will buy.

So if you agree, you agree, but it’s nothing.

However, Feng He turned his head and looked at the handsome side face of Li Haida's Son of God beside him. He always had an ominous premonition, feeling that this matter would be mentioned for a long time, I don't know Is it an illusion.

Hey, how can he let his master know.

Although the person in the article is called Feng, what he did has nothing to do with him at all.

Even if that person is completely black, he doesn't have to be responsible for what he did to Yukimura in the article.

This is neither what he thought nor did he do.

Well, even if he completely let himself go and told Yukimura, it didn't seem to be of any use.

As Rikkai University's tennis minister and also his good friend, can Yukimura not know about this, he must know.

But there seems to be no conflict between knowing and letting him make biscuits.

Hmm, did he feel like he had touched the thoughts of the Son of God for a moment?

I don't know who is so capable to send this article to Yukimura.

You must know that Yukimura knew this before, but he is such a realistic and busy person that he would not spend any attention on this.

At most, I only teased him once.

This time, I can only say that it is just right, who is the author of that article, who thinks highly of him so much.

Write his image so... black and aggressive.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that he still took advantage and won?

It's no wonder that with the temperament of his master, he would want to get it back.