Chapter 1180 The Furry Princess' Dancing Shoes Are the Devil's Sheep's Hooves

Not long ago, outside the drama club.

Wan Ning's dark plan quietly unfolded. In the long queue, a girl at the front of the queue pretended to receive the call, then looked at the back in shock and embarrassment: "But I will be in line soon... Ah, it's okay, I've thought of a way. "

The girl waved back desperately and kept calling Gan Xiaoyu's name. The latter was stunned for a moment before he could barely recognize that she was a senior from a certain department from a long distance away.

"Hey, what's going on?" Gan Xiaoyu responded to her blankly, "I just know her, so we're not too familiar..."

"Xiaoyu Xiaoyu!" the senior sister shouted anxiously, seemingly not thinking of using her mobile phone to contact her. But Gan Xiaoyu had no choice but to leave the team in confusion and walked over to ask her what was wrong.

"I suddenly have something going on here and I'm in a hurry. Can I change places with you?"

The senior sister sincerely grabbed her hand, "Look, I will be there in two or three more people, but when I leave now, when I come back, I have to start the queue from the end... So please, can you switch with me?"

"Ah?" Gan Xiaoyu was confused for a while. Doesn't he have to queue up again if he changes his position? Or does the senior mean to change the position from the front to the back, so that when the time comes to return to the team, it will be easier for other students to accept it?

However, I still feel something is a little weird!

"Senior, I——"

"That's it. Thank you, thank you so much! I'll treat you to dinner later!"

However, before Gan Xiaoyu could object, the senior gave up her position and pushed her into the team.

"Why……"

Gan Xiaoyu looked at the senior sister running away in confusion, "What on earth is this..."

"Wouldn't it be better if you could go in and change clothes early?" the girl in line behind her said casually.

"Hey, that's right." Gan Xiaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay. There's already one person lined up in front of me anyway. It doesn't matter whoever it is." The girl behind waved her hand and had no objection to this.

Gan Xiaoyu thanked her repeatedly and did not forget to pick up her mobile phone and send a message to Jiang Rong.

[Wow, it’s so sudden. Rongrong, why don’t you come to my place to change clothes first, and then I’ll line up for the senior sister? ] She typed quickly.

[It doesn’t matter, wouldn’t it be nice to be at the front of the queue? 】Jiang Rong replied, 【The team has already changed once. It’s not good to make any more changes. You can just wait in line. 】

Gan Xiaoyu sent two crying emoticons: [Okay! ! Then I'll finish changing and come find you soon! 】

She didn't know that this would be her last contact with Jiang Rong tonight. A few minutes later, Gan Xiaoyu in the team moved from the third row to the first row, and was greeted indoors by the senior sisters from the drama club together with the girls in the other team. Then, someone said, "The skirt has no pockets. Please store your belongings and changed clothes here first." They easily took Gan Xiaoyu's phone away before she could lock the screen.

Jiang Rong's cell phone rang twice.

[Ah, ah, Rongrong, I'm sorry. The senior sister here said she wanted to get on the campus shuttle bus to the auditorium as soon as possible. She asked and said, "I won't wait for anyone. Wow, can I go there first?" 】

The tone and emoticons were imitated just right. Jiang Rong didn't notice the difference and typed back: "Okay, let's meet in the auditorium then." 】

Then he asked: [Did the senior sister who just exchanged places with you say when she would be back? 】

"Gan Xiaoyu" replied: [She left in such a hurry and didn't say anything at all! If you haven’t come to Rongrong for a long time, please go in first. I’ll wait for you at the door of the auditorium! ! 】

【good. 】

Although she said this, Jiang Rong, who always looked cold to the outside world, never lacked kindness and empathy. She was thinking about this matter, and even if it was about to be her turn, she would take the initiative to give the opportunity to go in early to the next person. In case the senior sister can't find Gan Xiaoyu's roommate when she comes back.

However, the senior sister never returned, and Gan Xiaoyu did not reply to messages. Before she knew it, Jiang Rong was the only one left outside the drama club. She sighed and walked inside, where she met a senior senior from the department she was not very familiar with.

"Why are you here so late? You don't have any clothes!"

The senior smacked her lips impatiently, "Forget it, I'll look for it for you again!"

With that said, he dived into the warehouse room further inside.

Jiang Rong opened her mouth. Although she said she had a reason, it was a fact that she was late. Faced with this kind of unreasonable situation, her non-clumsy words were often of no use.

"Oh, there's only one set left. See if you can wear it."

The senior sister shook her head and walked out of the room, looked at Jiang Rong and said, "You should be the freshman girl, what's your name...Jiang Rong? It doesn't sound like you have any evil intentions, here is the key. Go inside and look at your clothes. You can wear them if you want, or if you don't want to wear them. I have something else to do, so just remember to lock the door before you leave. "

"Okay, sorry to trouble you, senior sister."

Jiang Rong nodded sharply.

Being so straightforward made the senior look at her a second time, but the eagerness to get off work still prompted the senior to walk out of the door as soon as possible - this move meant escaping, after all, the remaining clothes in the room did not look good. She was worried that Jiang Rong would take advantage of her. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Jiang Rong didn't choose, it would be troublesome for her to help her get dressed. Of course, it would be better to escape as soon as possible.

Jiang Rong opened the door to the inner room and passed by a pile of empty wardrobe hangers and mannequins. After entering another door, she found the last set of clothes mentioned by her senior sister.

"..." She was depressed and speechless.

The camera gives a close-up from bottom to top. The dress in front of her is not a slim and fashionable evening dress, but an extremely exaggerated classical court-style puffy skirt. Judging from the arc of the skirt, it is obvious that there is a heavy skirt inside. I don’t know how bloated it will be when worn.

In addition, the color of this oversized skirt is too bright and gorgeous, and it is almost full of the word "exaggerated" from head to toe.

Obviously, it is suitable for the stage of drama, not a masked campus dance.

"I have already registered when I tried on the dress that day..."

Jiang Rong's voice was extremely aggrieved, but she herself did not change much, as if all her strength was used in facial expression management.

The memory flashed back to not long ago, when Jiang Rong, who was trying on the dress, walked out from behind the opened curtain, Gan Xiaoyu was excitedly taking pictures next to her, and Liao Jingchen was stunned opposite her.

A malicious soft transition was inserted at this moment, and the picture switched, and the same dress appeared on Wan Ning. She took away what belonged to Jiang Rong, and raised her head proudly like a peacock with its tail spread.

"Senior Qi Wan!" Wan Ning spotted Qi Wan, who was passing by in a formal suit, and coughed twice in a reserved manner before trying to walk over and asked in a coquettish voice, "Senior, have you seen Senior Liao?"

Qi Wan showed an expression of "Ah, this question again, but I'm very used to it" and answered very skillfully:

"He said before that he was going to the bathroom to make a phone call, and he is probably still busy now."

"Oh..." Wan Ning was inevitably disappointed.

"It's okay, I'll be back soon." Qi Wan comforted him not very sincerely.

He mentioned the word "bathroom" on purpose. After all, no matter how enthusiastic these school girls are, they won't chase people to the bathroom. What's more, Qi Wan was not wrong. Liao Jingchen did enter the bathroom on the second floor and never came out. He suspected that this guy was charging again in misery - in the words of his girlfriend, Liao Shen seemed very e, but he always felt that he was an i person.

What does i person mean?

Alas, whatever, buddy can only help you here. Watching Wan Ning walk away, Qi Wan shook her head silently.

In the drama club warehouse.

Jiang Rong gathered her long hair in front of her and sat on the ground with her knees hugged.

Without outsiders and Gan Xiaoyu, she was alone in a space that exacerbated her loneliness and powerlessness, and the indescribable dress in front of her made things worse.

It wasn't that she had to go to the dance tonight...If she hadn't thought that maybe she could send the photos to "Jingchen" one day, she really didn't care about this social event...

It wasn't that she had to wear the reserved clothes...It was just that she had fun trying them on at the time, and she also wrote down her student number and name on the registration form, but she didn't expect that such an accident would disrupt her arrangements...

Jiang Rong tried to shrink herself a little bit, and then failed.

With a bitter smile in her heart, she took out her mobile phone, but the message she sent to Gan Xiaoyu still hadn't been replied.

Jiang Rong lowered her hands gloomily.

"Why don't I go back and memorize the words..."

She murmured, and her peripheral vision noticed the bracelet that slipped off with her previous movement.

After a slight hesitation, Jiang Rong pressed the switch and put on the gaming glasses.

…

Opening her eyes, the empty warehouse had disappeared, replaced by a quiet forest.

Jiang Rong, who looked like a "furry" man, took a deep breath. The breeze in the forest, which was simulated by the hologram, was moist and gentle. She felt much better.

She habitually called up the friend list. The avatar of "Jingchen" was gray and not online.

"Really busy..." Jiang Rong muttered, but she was not very disappointed. She opened her arms and ran a few steps in the dense forest, turned around, and then fell backwards on the land where few footprints were seen.

Loneliness was given a new meaning at this moment: it can be loneliness and helplessness, or it can be quiet away from the hustle and bustle.

"Good! Full blood resurrection!"

Jiang Rong shouted, jumped up with a carp, and walked deeper along the instructions on the task panel.

"Night Candle Lake... three fluorescent grasses growing by the lake... wow!"

She muttered the collection requirements, and stretched out her hand to push aside the drooping branches and leaves as she walked. The view in front of her suddenly opened up, and she opened her eyes wide in shock.

The lake water in front of her was clear and reflected the faint silver-white glow, as if a huge glass gem was inlaid in the woods. The clean and humid breath came to her face, and Jiang Rong almost showed a touching expression. She held her breath and walked carefully to the lake.

The moonlight was like water, and the girl sat quietly by the lake. She was clearly a living player, but at this moment she blended into the surrounding scenery appropriately, presenting a texture like a game CG.

The camera zoomed out, and a large panoramic view unfolded. The picture was as beautiful as an ultra-clear dynamic wallpaper.

Someone suddenly broke the silence.

The unique brilliance of the teleportation prop suddenly bloomed just a few meters away from Jiang Rong. The night wind blew the hem of her clothes, and the yellow and bloody goat horns were like an uninvited guest, first releasing a sense of existence that was out of place.

Jiang Rong exclaimed in surprise: "Master!"

Her eyes were still full of the shimmering lake just now, but after "Jingchen" appeared, there was only his figure in these eyes.

Liao Jingchen, wearing an animal mask, did not say a word, but walked forward to the side of the sitting "Rongrong".

The breeze ruffled the lake, and insects chirped from time to time, and a little melancholy gradually spread in the quiet atmosphere.

Jiang Rong blinked.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked softly.

Liao Jingchen's hand hanging on the other side suddenly clenched, and then slowly loosened.

Too many times, he stood in the luxurious and elegant banquet hall, drinking and laughing with the elite celebrities dressed in fancy clothes. The warm social atmosphere was like a man-eating monster, desperately sucking his energy. He was exhausted, didn't like it, didn't enjoy it, and wasn't happy, but even his closest childhood friend would only pat him on the shoulder and say to him:

"Don't be like this, be happy."

"Don't be sad", "Think more open-mindedly", "Don't think about these things", "You have to face it"... Liao Jingchen has heard such words countless times. They are undoubtedly warm tones, containing the speaker's goodwill and concern that is not false, but,

Negating others' feelings is never a correct way to comfort.

Never.

At the end of these words is Liao Jingchen's most familiar "expectation". They [care] about him, [hope] he will get better soon, and [require] him to recover and be a healthy, happy, and emotionally normal person.

However, Liao Jingchen, who was in a low mood, could not and did not want to bear this expectation with implicit demands.

The little figure by the lake did not get a response, and looked worried.

"Are you okay?" She moved closer to "Jingchen".

The tight chain broke in an instant. When everyone kindly asked him to get better soon, she would ask him: "What's wrong, are you okay?"

Worthless nonsense.

But nonsense itself has its meaning.

Liao Jingchen took off his mask, and the goat bone disappeared in his palm. He squatted down, squatting in front of the confused and worried "Rongrong". Two system light screens unfolded, one was his storage interface, and the other was the application transaction window that automatically popped up in front of "Rongrong".

"......?"

Jiang Rong blankly clicked [Agree to Transaction].

Equipment, clothes, necklaces, wristbands, rings appeared one after another in the grid of the transaction page...

The icon was very familiar. Jiang Rong was stunned for two seconds before realizing that this was the rare set of dungeon drops she wanted.

The sound effect of adding items stopped abruptly.

There was another icon at the bottom of Liao Jingchen's light screen storage grid, which looked like a pair of short boots.

His expression did not change, and he reached out and clicked [Complete Transaction].

Jiang Rong on the opposite side saw that the transaction window of "Jingchen" had been locked, and also clicked [Complete Transaction].

She was a little surprised and a little happy, but these emotions were covered by deep worries. She was more worried about "Jingchen" than the little skirt she had been thinking about.

"Change it." The man she was worried about said.

Jiang Rong had never heard his voice so soft, and although the content was always concise and concise command sentences, it seemed a little... pitiful because of the slightly hoarse voice.

She clicked on the personal equipment column, first clicked [Change the whole set], and then the system prompted "The equipment you selected is not a set", and then realized that there was a pair of shoes missing from the equipment traded by "Jingchen".

Ah, as expected, that shitty drop rate...

Jiang Rong reacted immediately, a faint sense of guilt and remorse appeared on her face, and then turned into a bit of embarrassment and heartache.

She dragged the equipment pieces and changed them one by one.

"Jingchen" was still half squatting, looking at her.

Jiang Rong looked down along his line of sight, and a pair of bare feet appeared in her field of vision. She shrank back in embarrassment.

Ahhh, I forgot to change back to my original boots——

Swish.

A light sound interrupted Jiang Rong's heartbeat, "Jingchen" stretched out a hand, grabbed her shoulder, and then pulled up with clever strength.

"Ah,..."

Jiang Rong was caught off guard and was pulled up by force. She seemed to be jumping up, and seemed to be falling down. At the same time, "Jingchen" stood up.

The lovely and radiant toes stepped on the black goat's military boots.

The panicked arm was placed on his elbow by inertia.

The flow of time slowed down suddenly. Jiang Rong stared at "Jingchen" in a daze. The hand he put on her shoulder was now gently holding her wrist, and the other hand was properly and powerfully wrapped around her waist.

Together with his bare feet, he firmly supported all her weight.

One step, two steps.

Liao Jingchen embraced "Rongrong". The chirping of insects in the forest was the drumbeat of nature. He took steps, gently and gracefully.

The wind at night suddenly became stronger, and the weeds by the lake rustled.

The first fluorescent light appeared, then the second, the third, the fourth...

The Night Candle Lake, the home of fireflies.

The stars of light floated upward with the wind, light, gorgeous, and dreamlike.

They danced gracefully in the sky full of fireflies.

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