Chapter 198 Arcade Overlord (Happy New Year 3/5)

Chapter 198 Arcade Overlord (Happy New Year 35)

"It looks good just like this." Aokiji scratched his head in pain as he watched Qiong change into three or four sets of almost identical clothes.

In his opinion, these white dresses may have slightly different patterns at most, but they are probably still the same, and he doesn't know why Qiongmei took so long to change them without making up her mind.

Qiong pursed his lips slightly and stared at Aokiji: "Oh."

After saying that, Qiong picked up the hair tie, slowly sat on the bed and tied up her hair in a ponytail. Aokiji leaned against the door frame, folding his arms and smiling in his eyes: "How are you, are you confident about the competition in a while?"

"It's okay." Qiong just replied lightly: "I've been practicing for a few days recently."

Qiong doesn't like playing arcade games very much, but she agreed to Aokiji to participate in offline competitions. The only recent competitions are Arcade Fighter games, so she has to practice hard. Fortunately, the previous online ranking points were still there, and I barely made it to the championship.

However, this old version of the arcade game is indeed not difficult to play, as long as you memorize the combos and practice hard. In the past few days, Qiong has been playing seven or eight hours a day. He has almost memorized the combos by heart, and is also very familiar with other characters.

In Qiong's view, even if he can't win first place, he won't lose too badly.

Aokiji nodded with admiration: "Qiong's gaming talent is really good."

"Really?" Qiong just nodded silently, although she didn't quite agree in her heart - is she really talented?

No, she didn't think so. Different from the "Blank" brothers and sisters encountered in other games, Qiong feels that he is a hard worker compared to the extremely talented players like "Blank".

Maybe she has some talent, but more of it relies on strength accumulated over time.

However, she had long been accustomed to others attributing these things to her talents, so she didn't say much.

"Let's go." Qiong packed up his peripherals and gave them to Aokiji.

Aoki looked at the arcade joystick in front of him, put it into the backpack he already had at home, and asked curiously: "How much does this thing cost?"

"Gifted from the competition." Qiong still looked expressionless, slinging the small bag Aoki Si had bought for her before, hugging the black rabbit doll, and staring at Aoki Si.

Aokiji consciously turned around and started to lead the way, praising as he walked: "Qiong is so awesome. He can play all kinds of games and win prizes."

"It's just a bit leisurely." Qiong just followed closely behind Aoki Si, his silver twin ponytails making waves smoothly with his movements. From the front of Aoki Si, it looked like there were two more little tails behind Aoki Si.

Aokiji put on his hat and black mask and walked out of the room. The sky was extremely clear, and white clouds were slowly floating in the sky. The dazzling glare made people squint their eyes.

"Didi." A taxi drove up on the side of the road. Aokiji hurriedly reached out his hand, briefly communicated with the driver, and then went straight to the shopping street.

Today I happened to go to the shopping street to participate in the competition. Aokiji also planned to take care of the natto and the others that were stored at Wu Geng Ruri's place. If that didn't work, I would put them in the adoption center first - the three puppies have been vaccinated and want to be adopted. It shouldn't be difficult to walk.

Aokiji wanted to adopt them, but Qiong's body wasn't going to get better for a while now, and he was afraid of being left outside in their hands, so he had to make a choice for them.

The taxi soon arrived at the shopping street. The bustling crowds of people coming and going made Qiong obviously frightened, and his already thin body shrunk more like a pitiful little animal.

Aokiji paid the money, got out of the car, rubbed her head, and stretched out his hand: "Do you know the place?"

Qiong lowered his head and grasped his fingers tightly: "Yes, in the small theater."

"Little Theater" Aokiji thought for a while, and seemed to have seen him near the cinema, so he led her and walked slowly, talking to her as he walked: "The mock exam papers should be distributed next week. I'll go to the teacher and ask for a copy of the original questions, and come back and see if you can do it."

"No need." Qiong pursed her lips and lowered her gaze: "I will do it."

"If you can do it, you need to take a test. It seems that the second grade classes are divided according to grades. When your health is better, I will take you to school together. We can still be classmates." Aokiji said with a smile. "When the time comes, as long as I'm here, you don't have to worry about your classmates bullying you."

"Yeah." The answer came after a while. Aokiji looked down, and the pretty little face with silver hair seemed to have a hint of blush. It was unclear whether she was nervous or expecting.

Holding her cold little hand, Aokiji quickly found the location of the small theater.

At this time, what was placed at the entrance of the small theater was not a promotional poster for an opera or some other show, but a large banner "Arcade Fighter 3rd Yachiyo City Championship" depicting game characters.

Aokiji looked at it and was amazed. He thought it was just a small competition, but looking at it this way, it seemed to be quite big.

The hand held by Qiong tightened slightly, and Aoki Si looked down. Qiong's thin body seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Aokiji said softly, Qiong took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.

I can do it, I can do it.

Qiong just cheered for herself repeatedly in her heart, but when she really raised her head and heard the faint sound coming from behind the door of the small theater, she couldn't help but tremble a little.

"Mask, mask." Qiong's voice was trembling.

Aokiji hurriedly rummaged through the backpack containing peripherals, found a mask that could just cover half of his face, and handed it to Qiong.

Qiong put it on her little face, and the black mask covered the upper part of her cheeks, forming a strong contrast with her snow-white skin and long silver hair, making her look more like an exquisite porcelain doll.

"The rules of this competition are quite good. They allow everyone to wear masks to hide their identities and use code names to participate in the competition. It's very good." Aokiji stared at the competition poster at the entrance of the small theater and exclaimed in admiration.

Qiong nodded, his voice a little muffled: "Go in."

"Yes." Aokiji tightened her hand and pushed open the theater door.

There was a long queue of spectators inside the door, chatting noisily, waiting for the game to begin.

Qiong grabbed Aoki Si's hand, and Aoki Si hurriedly leaned over to listen: "What's wrong?"

"Go in from the left." Her words were so low that Aokiji could hardly hear them.

Looking to the left, there is indeed a channel dedicated to players.

Aokiji pulled her towards the entrance, but the staff hurriedly stopped her: "Hello, please tell me your competition ID and the invitation letter on your mobile phone."

Qiong took out her phone and directly opened a saved picture with her ID 'Weirdo' written on it.

"Oh, please come in." The staff gave way to the passage, but saw Aokiji's expression hesitant: "This"

"My sister is more afraid of strangers. I want to accompany her in. I will go to the auditorium after the game starts, okay?" Aokiji took off his mask and smiled at the staff. He originally planned to show his kindness and make it easier for him, but it turned out When the staff saw him grinning, he was frightened and stammered: "No, no problem, please, please come in!"

Aokiji put on the mask speechlessly: "Okay, thank you."

"No, you're welcome." The staff member was as stiff as a log.

The corners of Qiong's mouth raised slightly, snickering silently.

Aokiji chuckled awkwardly: "I don't know why they are like this."

As a result, when I lowered my head, I just saw Qiong's white eyes, as if to say: Don't you have some ideas in your heart?

Hmm. Aokiji shut his mouth in an awkward manner and led her through the dark corridor and directly into the backstage of the theater.

There were already many players in the backstage at this time.

Uh, wait a minute

Aokiji glanced across a group of strange people in strange costumes, looking at the weird people who looked like cosplayers, and directly saw an acquaintance.

"UMR?"

"Bald?"

The two looked at each other, and the corner of Aokiji's mouth twitched: "My name is Aokiji."

"Hug, I'm sorry." Dojian Mi, who accidentally expressed his feelings, waved his hands repeatedly and hurriedly bowed to apologize: "Are you here to participate in the competition?"

Speaking of this, Tsuchima raised his head, his eyes under the black mask were full of excitement: I have been practicing for so long at home, and this time, I don't believe you can still prevent it!

Aokiji smiled bitterly and let go of Qiong's hand, and said to her: "No, it's my sister here. I don't know how to play games."

"You" Toma Mi thought that Aokiji was perfunctory with her, and his face darkened: "Why don't you participate."

"I told you, I can't." Before Aokiji could finish his words, Toma Mi interrupted him: "Don't say you can't play, do you believe this?"

Uh, I really believe it.

Aokiji was speechless for a moment, and in the end he just explained: "I just react faster."

"Hmph." Seeing Aokiji still acting like this, Dojian Mi felt that he was looking down on her, and said with a cold face: "I won't lose casually this time."

"Uh, come on." Aokiji chuckled, took off his backpack and handed it to Qiong: "How about it, you're not so panicked, are you?"

Qiong took the backpack, lowered his head, and didn't reply.

"Then I'll go out and wait for you in the auditorium first?" Aokiji put his hand on her little head, and a weak warmth made him couldn't help but move his fingers gently.

Qiong tilted her head and avoided his hand, as if she didn't want to be touched by him in front of so many people, but then she couldn't help but said tremblingly: "No."

"What should we do?" Aokiji frowned slightly helplessly.

She lowered her head, stretched out her hand timidly, and grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Wait, wait a minute."

Her waxy voice had a hint of crying.

Aoki Si knelt down with some distress and stared into her eyes: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Hmm." Qiong's pink lips trembled a little, and her big watery eyes under the mask were helplessly covered with a layer of mist.

Is it that serious?

Aokiji sighed. Originally, he thought Qiong's psychological problems had improved a lot. But now it seems that this is only based on when she is with herself.

Doma looked at Aokiji and Qiong, and for some reason, she was still angry but suddenly lost her temper: "Little sister, don't be afraid, this is just a gathering among gamers, there is nothing to be nervous about."

Qiong raised his head and glanced at her. Although his tone was still trembling, his words were firm: "I, I am seventeen years old."

Uh, isn't it here yet? Aokiji blinked.

"Uh-oh, sorry." Tsuchima, who was only sixteen years old, smiled awkwardly: It turns out that this guy is one year older than me.

He looks very young.

Qiong remained silent again, just holding onto Aoki Si's clothes tightly.

Seeing Qiong chatting to death again, Aokiji hurriedly laughed and said, "UMR is quite a nice person. Qiong can talk to her more."

Tsuchima glanced at Aokiji and felt that this man was really capable of telling all kinds of nonsense for the sake of his sister.

But probably because he also had such a brother, Tsuchima calmed down and patiently approached Qiong again: "What character do you like to play?"