Chapter 255 Time Flies (Three-in-One Guarantee)

I don’t know whether it’s because Aokiji’s body has adapted to the training, or whether today’s training was less intense than yesterday. In short, after a short rest for half an hour after the training, Aokiji didn’t feel that tired anymore. .

After rejecting Matsuyama Iwa's invitation to see him off, Aokiji and Maeda Tora said "see you in the afternoon" and walked to the hospital to see Qiong alone.

It was noon, the sun was shining, the weather was cool, the trees were bare, and autumn was finally coming to an end.

Before leaving just now, Maeda Tora and others wanted to come and see Qiong, but Aokiji was worried that Qiong didn't like to communicate with strangers, so he declined.

The reason why I told them to meet them in the afternoon was because Tora Maeda was successfully persuaded by Matsuyama Iwa and decided to start practicing boxing properly. Although Fujiwara Miao and Matsusaka Daitake were not very interested in fighting, their friends were training, and they could not refuse, so they decided to continue training with Matsuyama Iwa with a grimace.

Who knows what happened to Maeda Tora, but he told Aokiji with a serious face that he should train hard and strive to become a professional boxer.

Seeing that his expression was excited and serious at the same time, just like when he was in Amway's "The Ultimate Storm", Aokiji felt that this guy really needed to be more careful - he suspected that a little girl selling tea would randomly come to Maeda Tora, You can fool him into losing his pants.

Just seeing Matsuyama Iwa and him hugging each other happily, almost like brothers wearing a pair of trousers, Aokiji couldn't help but wonder whether Matsuyama Iwa had the same virtue as Maeda Tora back then.

Aokiji was walking on the road and took out his mobile phone, only to find that there were two missed text messages on the phone.

Opening it, it turned out to be Xiaochun's reply.

With a complicated expression, Aokiji opened the text message and read it.

"Ah! So that's it. I asked why Si went to bed so early, but it doesn't matter. The same goes for sending text messages. If I make a phone call, I'm afraid Si will feel embarrassed."

"Also, is Si already a professional fighter? How amazing! I knew that Si must be different from me. He is a genius!"

Aokiji didn't know where Koharu saw that he was a genius, or whether she was sincere or flattering. He thought for a moment and replied: "I just work harder than others. I just finished training and am on my way to the hospital." Look at my sister.”

Just as he was about to put down his phone, a reply message appeared on his phone.

"younger sister?"

Aokiji looked at the short but shocked question and briefly replied about his current situation.

Koharu probably also had some idea of ​​why Aokiji suddenly came to Yachiyo City, and he understood it after just a little explanation.

"So that's it! Si is indeed a very gentle person. It must be hard to take care of your sister, right? Also, Si is still training at this time, is he going to compete?"

"Well, I don't know if you've heard of the Supernova Competition."

Aokiji didn't know how to reply to her compliment.

Do you really have a perfect image in Xiaochun's heart? Or is Xiaochun just used to talking to people like this?

Aokiji couldn't figure out what she was really thinking, and when he took a quick look, he saw that there were really rotten peach blossoms around him, so he simply cut off the thread of the chat: "I'm not as tired as you think. My sister is still very cute. I’ll introduce you to her when I get the chance. I’m almost there, so I won’t talk anymore.”

"Okay, Tsukasa, go and get busy. I really want to go to Chiba as soon as possible! Although I don't know what the Supernova Conference is, I'll go and ask about it soon."

Shaking his head, Aokiji did not reply.

Just as I was about to put my phone in my pocket, I found that Line also showed that there were unread messages.

Sighing, Aokiji opened Line. The message from Teruhashi Komimi had been on hold for a full day.

"Si, next week is the school festival. Can you come to school to watch my performance?"

Only then did Aokiji remember that he seemed to have promised to watch Sumimi Teruhashi perform at the school festival. However, he was still in the training period and did not dare to make an appointment in advance for that day, so he returned cautiously.

"Sorry, I'm not sure if I have time that day, but if there is a chance, I will definitely go."

Teruhashi Shinmei's reply was as fast as ever: "Ah, that's right. Are you tired from training recently?"

Teruhashi Shinmei didn't show how regretful she was, and instead became concerned about Aokiji's current situation. Aokiji could only reply simply: "It was a little bit at first, but I have adapted a lot today."

"Suji, you must work hard. I will bring my classmates to support you when the time comes! Also, I saw Tsukasa's advertisement on TV recently!" Summi Teruhashi also sent a like emoticon.

"Haha, you're so good." Aokiji responded with a shy expression: "I won't talk anymore, I still have things to do."

"Okay, but if you have time, Tsukasa must come to my school festival performance!" Teruhashi Komimi was holding her mobile phone at home, her expression a little gloomy: Tsukasa really doesn't have time.

No, there must still be a chance. Teruhashi Shinmei clasped her hands together and prayed sincerely: "God, please help me just this once. Make sure that Tsukasa comes to watch my performance at the school festival that day."

Aokiji didn't know whether God would listen or not. He just replied casually: "If there is a chance."

Putting his hands in his pockets, he walked slowly. The hospital was far or near from the gym. At Aokiji's slow walking speed, it was about forty minutes away.

While walking bored, Aokiji suddenly asked about the system.

"The fighting skills are now at level seven. When it reaches level ten, will there be additional skills?"

[The system is being updated and maintained]

What? Aokiji's eyes widened and he looked at the chat box that popped up from the system that had no reply. Apart from being shocked, he was still a little confused.

Will my system still be updated and maintained?

"Then how long will it take for you to update?" Aokiji was a little uneasy. For him, the existence of the system was as natural as his right and left hands. Suddenly such a change always made him feel a little nervous.

If I had to give an example, it would be like someone telling him that his little Didi would suddenly malfunction in a week and it would recover in a week. Even if it is not used temporarily, as a man he would be panicked.

[It is expected to take about a week. During this period, most of the system functions are still in effect and the intelligent response system is temporarily closed. 】

Opening the panel and seeing that other skills were still available, Aokiji breathed a sigh of relief, but then became nervous again: "What about the dream training room?"

【Not available yet. 】

have to.

Aokiji rolled his eyes. It seemed that he no longer had to think about how to balance training and the study of medical classics for the time being.

I just don’t know how long his week is, so don’t delay for too long.

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Training time always flies by, and in the repetitive fatigue day after day, Aokiji finally waits for his repair period.

The so-called trimming period, as the name suggests, is a time to adjust the state. Instead of conducting extremely intense physical training, it starts to accumulate physical energy and adjust the competitive state.

At this time, there was more and more publicity for the Supernova Conference.

Not only can you see corresponding advertisements on mobile phones and TVs, but even the usual roadside billboards have been replaced with promotional photos of the Supernova Conference.

It was only then that Aokiji felt the real feeling - he was finally going to start playing the game! Especially when he saw a promotional poster of himself appearing on the Internet, he realized that he was really a professional player.

Even with me, once while walking on the road, someone had the courage to come up and ask for a photo. When he thought of that girl's timid but admiring eyes, Aokiji couldn't help but feel a little elated.

Even this week, of course, there were many things that made Aokiji a little worried - such as Maeda Tora who was training harder and harder and obviously took fighting as a serious matter, and Matsuura Koharu, who had always kept in touch with him.

This girl obviously really regarded Aoki Si as her best friend. Aoki Si didn't want the little girl to see his face in vain, so he communicated normally, and the relationship between the two seemed to be much more familiar.

"Si, what are you thinking about?" Qiong's soft voice made Si Aoki recover from his emotion. He put the peeled apple in his hand on the plate, cut it into small pieces and said, "It's nothing, just Suddenly I thought of some random things."

"I feel much better. When can I be discharged from the hospital?" Qiong huddled in the quilt, lying sideways, with her silver hair hanging on her face. She couldn't see her face clearly, and her watery eyes were staring at the TV in a daze.

Aokiji said softly: "Keep it patient. When the doctor thinks you are completely healed, we will discharge you."

Post-operative recovery is definitely better in the hospital, and there are doctors and nurses monitoring Qiong 24 hours a day. To be honest, Aokiji feels more at ease.

"Oh" Qiong's mood was a little low. Her slightly lowered eyes and her expressionless face looked particularly pitiful against the white sheets of the ward. Aokiji felt a little distressed, but all he could do was to give She pulled up the quilt.

Opening the detection eye, Aoki Si checked Qiong's physical condition again.

[Test object: Kasugano Qiong. 】

But this time, Aokiji discovered that the detection results did not appear in time.

what happened?

Is the system BUG?

Aokiji was puzzled before the detection results popped up.

[Physical state: Mental state: 65↑, Physical health level: 36↑. (Click for details)]

The first thing that appears are two specific values, and to the right of the values, there is a green rising symbol. As Aokiji's eyes moved to the brackets at the back, the light screen that only he could see changed again.

[Mental state: The test subject is mildly exhausted due to poor sleep quality and irregular sleep time. It is recommended to adjust work and rest time to improve sleep quality. 】

[Physical condition: The subject's physical health is extremely poor due to insufficient nutrition, continued heart failure (and triggering a series of adverse conditions such as hypotension), post-operative recovery, and weak constitution. It is recommended to supplement adequate nutrition, perform appropriate physical exercise, and replace the heart in time. 】

Huh? Why is there so much more data displayed this time?

Aokiji was a little surprised, and his eyes lit up. Could it be that the system has been upgraded? This system is so broken. It doesn’t say a word when updating. How come it doesn’t remind you loudly after the update is finished? And the time is faster than initially mentioned!

Whether checking yourself or checking others, such detailed attributes have never appeared before.

[Sorry, there was an unknown display error in the previous skill. The system has now fixed the skill. Including modifying the actual effects of several passive skills to make the effects more obvious. 】

Eh? Can the system also make errors? Aokiji's eyes widened, thinking that the guy who created this system is not omniscient and omnipotent!

Tsk, that’s right. Although the god who created the system should be more handsome than me and probably very kind, he must be an old bachelor who has been single for a long time. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so boring. He would just let himself travel through time, and even make a A system that likes to cause trouble.

It's understandable that there are some mistakes. It's understandable.

But it seems that in this update, in addition to upgrading the display of my detection eye, it seems that my other skills have also been optimized!

If you think about it carefully, Aokiji now has many passive skills. If those skills were stronger, Aokiji's talent would obviously be much stronger.

Maybe he will actually become that kind of genius that only happens once in a century.

Thinking wildly, Aokiji cut the apple into small pieces, put down the knife, picked up the toothpick, pricked a piece and handed it to Qiong.

Qiong turned his head in dismay, opened his mouth, took a bite, turned his head and lay on the bed, watching TV listlessly.

Aokiji couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed her little head: "What's wrong, you're so low energy today."

Qiong just sighed: "Nothing, isn't Si busy today?"

She turned over and faced Aoki Si, resting her forearm on her head. There were several needle holes for infusion on her white forearm, which looked a little abrupt: "Si came very early today. Because of what?"

Aokiji stabbed another piece of apple: "Sit up and eat, you will choke."

Qiong lazily didn't move, and shook his face gently like a baby: "I'll eat slowly."

"That's true." Aokiji helplessly put the apple in front of her face, watching her open her mouth like an obedient little animal, and put it into her mouth bit by bit, and said softly: "The first show on the 17th The game started, there were a total of eight players in Chiba, and four games were played on the same day.”

"My game is also that day. Now I just need to take a good rest, adjust my condition, and prepare for the game."

Aokiji explained the reason why he was suddenly idle and smiled slightly: "As long as I maintain my competitive state every morning and afternoon these days, it won't be difficult."

Hearing this, Qiong's eyes gradually became brighter: "Si, can you come to stay with me often these days?"

"Yeah." Although Aoki Si Kanqiong's tone was very calm, his eyes obviously changed a lot, and he raised the corners of his mouth: "Have you not gone to bed on time recently?"

Although Qiong wanted to say that he had it, when he saw Aoki Si staring at his eyes, he couldn't say anything against his will. He just remained silent and chewed the apple.

Aokiji thought for a while, sat on the edge of the bed, patted his legs: "Lie down."

"Ah?" Qiong's face turned red almost visibly: "What are you doing?"

"I'll rub your head and it will make you feel much better." Aokiji smiled and adjusted his sitting position to make it more suitable for Qiong to put his head on.

Qiong hesitantly propped up the bed with his arms and whispered: "No, no need."

Aokiji just patted his leg again.

Qiong crawled over on the bed like a caterpillar, and carefully placed his head on Aokiji's lap.

"Lie down straight." Aokiji smiled and stared at Qiong's side face facing away. His soft voice followed his warm exhalation, as if his little hand touched Qiong's breakable cheek, making her His face turned redder.

"Yes, is that so?" Qiong turned around nervously, lying flat on Aoki Si's lap. Lying like this, she inevitably looked into Aoki Si's eyes, and she immediately tensed up. Closed his eyes tightly.

Okay, so shy. Qiong's heart beat involuntarily.

Seeing her breathing quicken, Aokiji said hurriedly: "Don't be nervous, relax."

It was originally done to make her feel more comfortable, but if her heart couldn't bear it anymore, what would Situ Aoki do?

Qiong seemed to realize that his current appearance was a bit embarrassing. He quickly calmed down and said with a straight face: "I don't."

Aokiji touched her wrist with a serious expression. Seeing that her pulse gradually stabilized, he said with a smile: "There is nothing to be nervous about with me."

"Noisy, so noisy"

Seeing Qiong's tendency to blush again, Aokiji stopped teasing and put his hands on her head: "Okay, relax, I'll give you a good massage. Don't think too much today and have a good rest. I'll wait for you from now on." Once you get out of the hospital, I'll start treating you, don't worry, everything will get better."

"Yeah." Qiong hummed softly.

Aokiji's warm fingertips pressed the acupuncture points on her head, Qiong closed her eyes, and the tip of her nose smelled the unique smell of Aokiji. A rare sense of security surrounded Qiong, as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring. .

I don’t know how long I kept pressing gently, but when drops of sweat were faintly visible on Aokiji’s forehead, Qiong let out a slight snoring sound.

Aokiji slowly moved her to the bed, let her lie down, and looked at her peaceful sleeping face with a faint smile.

But at this moment, the cell phone suddenly rang, and Aokiji hurriedly pressed the answer button, looking at Qiong's slightly frowning face, but he still didn't wake up and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello?" Standing up and walking outside the house, Aokiji whispered into the phone and asked: "Brother Yan?"

Songshanyan didn't know why Aokiji suddenly spoke so softly. He guessed that Qiong was sleeping, so he lowered his voice without realizing it: "Ah, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

"No, no, is something wrong?"

Aokiji walked out of the ward and stood in the corridor, his voice returned to normal.

Seeing that Aokiji's voice returned to normal, Songshanyan also returned to his normal volume and said, "Actually, it's nothing, but you have an interview to be filmed tomorrow, so you have to cooperate with the reporter."

"Interview?" Aokiji was a little surprised: "Why is there still an interview? Wasn't it filmed before?"

Song Shanyan snorted: "You kid is so blessed that you don't know how to be blessed. Do you think anyone is qualified to be interviewed? This interview was sent by the competition team, and not every player has the opportunity to be interviewed. .In Chiba, only you and Aaron have this kind of treatment."

"You should know the purpose if you think about it. It is to build momentum. Although many people have had a lot of fame before, this time this program will be for the whole country. You don't want to lose even one when you play a game. There are no people waving flags and shouting."

Aokiji curled his lips after listening to his words. To be honest, he didn't care much about this kind of thing. Regardless of whether they liked him or not, he had to achieve good results.

In fighting competitions, the winner is not determined by strength, so what's the use of having more fans. Let Teruhashi Shinmei and his brother Liu Shentong fight with him. Even if he has a million fans, he will still be beaten to pieces by him.

"Okay, just relax. Tomorrow you accompany the reporter for an interview and just pretend that you are training. Don't think I don't know, you kid has already wanted to be lazy."

Song Shanyan's words made Aokiji couldn't help but smile bitterly: "How could I be lazy?"

"Okay, okay, I'll send you the reporter's mobile phone number later, and you can communicate with me about tomorrow's shooting process. Do you understand what I mean?" Songshanyan's undeniable words really moved Aokiji.

Although Old John hadn't tortured him much in the past few days, he seemed to be unable to stop his annoying mouth. Even an ordinary skipping rope could reveal many shortcomings.

"I know." Aokiji did not refuse.

"Remember, when you are interviewing with reporters tomorrow, pay more attention to your words and don't let them get you into corners. If you feel that some questions are sensitive, you don't have to answer them."

After Matsuyama Iwa warned, Aokiji responded, and then the two hung up the phone. Matsuyama Iwa sent the reporter's mobile phone number, with the note: Nakao Kimiko.

Aokiji called and beeped twice. A clear and bright female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, this is Chiba Daily News Nakao Kimiko."

"Uh, hello, I'm Aokiji." Aokiji said softly.

Nakao Kimiko paused, then smiled and said: "Ah, it's Aoki-kun. Did Matsuyama-kun tell you everything?"

"Yes, how will we conduct the interview tomorrow?" Aokiji went straight to the point without being polite.

Nakao Kimiko heard this and replied: "We will start the interview at Aoki-kun's school tomorrow morning at about nine o'clock in the morning. It is expected that the filming process will be completed in two hours. The main purpose of the filming is to let the public know better. The story behind this player named Tsukasa Aoki.”

Aokiji hummed and asked doubtfully: "You just come to my school to interview me and interview my classmates and teachers by the way. Is that like this?"

"Yes, that's pretty much it. And as far as I know, tomorrow happens to be the campus festival of Wuyang School. Maybe we can shoot some more novel material."

As soon as Nakao Kimiko finished speaking, Aokiji slapped his forehead and said in surprise: "Huh? Tomorrow is the school festival?"

"Pfft, it seems that Aoki-kun usually trains very hard." Kimiko Nakao felt that as a student, she must like the lively and fun festivals like campus festivals.

Although she has never met her face, Kimiko Nakao has already developed a lot of interest in Tsukasa Aoki - such a guy should be very different from ordinary high school students, and maybe he can dig out more interesting materials. maybe.

"Then shall we meet directly in school tomorrow?" Aokiji continued to ask.

Nakao Kimiko smiled and said, "If Aoki-kun is far away from school, we can also pick you up at your home."

Forget it, it's better not to reveal your address casually - although it seems to have been known to many reporters before.

Thinking of this, Aokiji suddenly felt worried. What if he became famous and those reporters gathered around his house and disturbed Qiong?

But then I thought again, as Song Shanyan said before, things like fame come and go quickly. Even if you become a fighting superstar, there may not be anyone who will come to squat on you, so you should not think too much. .

"No, my school is not too far away. Let's just make an appointment to meet at the school gate." Aokiji declined.

Nakao Kimiko hummed: "Okay, then let's meet at the school gate at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Aokiji scratched his head, wondering if there would be any problems if he brought reporters into the campus.

But then I thought about it. As a reporter, I must know the conditions required for filming better than I do. Maybe I have already coordinated with the school, so I don’t have to worry about it.

Nakao Kimiko's voice came from the microphone: "Okay, goodbye."

The two hung up the phone, and Aokiji walked into the ward, only to find that Qiong had opened his eyes and was staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Why are you awake again?" Aokiji walked to the bed and sat down.

Qiong stretched out his hand, grabbed the corner of Aoki Si's clothes, and pulled him to the bed.

Aokiji cooperated and sat down from the chair to the bed.

Qiong rubbed her head on Aoki Si's leg skillfully, her messy silver hair covering her face to prevent Aoki Si from seeing her expression, and said softly, "Just, just for a while."

There was a hint of shyness in her voice.

Aokiji rubbed her little head and said in a gentle tone: "It doesn't matter. If it makes you more comfortable, you can lie there as long as you want."

".Thank you." Qiong was like a pitiful kitten, her little head shrank into Aoki Si's arms. Aoki Si could vaguely see her somewhat melancholy cheeks from her hair. He stretched out his hand and brushed it away. hair.

"Are you scared?" Aokiji put his hand on her face.

Qiong did not refuse, but nodded slightly.

Aokiji raised his head and looked at the empty ward. Although it was neat and tidy without a trace of dust, there was also no trace of warmth. To Qiong, was this a hospital or a prison?

Gently stroking Qiong's cheek with his hand, Aokiji said in a gentle tone: "Don't be afraid, I will always be by Qiong's side."

Qiong still nodded silently.

Aokiji could feel her soft cheeks trembling slightly in her palms.

"Did you have a nightmare yesterday?"

Aokiji lowered his head and looked at her face.

"Just...that little moment" Qiong's voice was weak and intermittent, and seemed very pitiful.

Did you have a nightmare just a little while ago?

Before Aoki Si could think of how to comfort her, Qiong suddenly straightened up from his lap. Before Aoki Si could figure out what she was going to do, she stretched out her hands and wrapped her around Aoki Si's waist. His cheek was buried in Aokiji's chest, his body was still trembling slightly, and his tone had a hint of crying: "Just, just for a while."

Aokiji sighed, looked at Qiong who hugged him tightly, and hugged him back gently: "I'm not afraid anymore, I'm not afraid anymore."

The big hand patted Qiong's back rhythmically. Her body was so thin that only bones were left, making Aokiji couldn't help but shake his head.

"Tonight, I will accompany you in the hospital." Aoki Si smiled, but saw that Qiong had already let go of his hand, and retracted into the quilt as if he was guilty, with his back to Aoki Si: "Already, it is enough. Si can Go and do your own thing."

Aokiji hesitated for a moment, then leaned down, lying sideways next to her: "In the hospital, there isn't much I can do for Qiong. But, it's just a small thing like a shoulder, Qiong just cares. Please give it to me.”

"I'm Qiong's brother."

Hearing this, Qiong was silent for a long time, then replied lightly: "Yes."

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PS: My fingers are really hurting today. I'm afraid I might have tenosynovitis. It's the patch between the index and middle fingers of my right hand. It hurts so much that I couldn't stand it after writing an update. I soaked it in ice water and it feels better. It doesn't hurt anymore. Come back and continue writing. I finally finished the third update. I will rest today. If my finger still hurts tomorrow, I will go to the hospital. If it feels better, I will work hard to write.

QAQ, for the sake of me typing while in great pain, please give me a monthly pass, readers.