Chapter 136 Hoshino: "I'm Familiar with This!"

"You bastard! Where are you going?!" a voice shouted.

Zuo Hang knew that it was impossible for him to avoid his father.

In this case, he has to find a way to become the guest.

"Oh no! Who are you calling a bastard?!"

"Bunny called you!"

"That's right! That's the bastard calling me!"

"Yeah! How many years ago are you using old jokes to fool your father?"

"It's not about being old, it's just about being useful! Gardevoir! Predict the future!"

"Quick Dragon! Dragon God dives!"

Two dazzling skill lights lit up on the two elves at the same time.

They don't fly very high.

This is still above the White Dragon. As long as there is a fight, the two of them will definitely be watched.

"You are really a kind father and a filial son." The man following Zuo Tian couldn't help but say.

"Outsiders should not interfere. This is a matter between our father and son." Zuo Tian said.

Zuo Hang said disdainfully: "There is nothing to say, sooner or later I will give you a beating!"

"Bah! What do you know?"

"I don't understand! If you want to send Charizard away behind my back, you can't!" Zuo Hang spat down and spoke to Gardevoir again: "Predict the future!"

The first command was just to charge up the skills. Neither Gardevoir nor Kuailong were sure whether the father and son wanted to attack each other.

The second command was a signal that the father and son were really going to fight.

The purple light group that predicted the future collided with the swooping blue shadow of the Dragon God.

Zuo Tian jumped up from the dragon's back, and quickly took out an elf ball from his lower back. The red light flashed, and a sonic dragon appeared in the air. Zuo Tian stood on the dragon's back, and there was no Dragon God with Kuailong. He dived and crashed out together, and his body was not strong enough to predict the future.

A cloud of black mist rose up where the two skills collided. Kuailong shook his head and rushed out of the black mist.

"Pikachu! Electric Field to Irontail!"

The golden electric current spread rapidly after Zuo Hang's command, and Pikachu turned into a filament of electric current in the electrical field. It teleported behind Kuailong like a ghost, and the metallic luster on its tail bloomed sharply!

——Iron Tail!

Kuailong didn't have any extra thoughts. The moment he opened the electric field, his right arm lit up with flames.

He and Pikachu are also old rivals, and the two have had direct exchanges with each other.

Kuailong knew that Pikachu's first move after opening the electric field would definitely be to hit the back. This has become a muscle memory formed by long-term battles. Unless there is a conscious change, otherwise, his prediction will definitely not be wrong!

"——Boom~!" Flame and Iron Tail clashed, and the two physical attacks produced black smoke comparable to the collision of attacks.

Pikachu's body shape keeps changing in the electric field.

The first move can be predicted, but the second move cannot.

Kuailong flapped its wings and flew to a higher place. Pikachu could not fly, but teleported in the sky with the help of the electric field. As long as he was out of the range of the electric field, he did not have to fight with Pikachu.

but

Gardevoir, who used his telekinesis to float above the field, obviously would not let Kuailong succeed so easily. The energy of the moon that had been waiting for a long time was in his hands, and Gardevoir happened to intercept it at Kuailong's deep sky.

"What?! Real men fight 1V1! Why do women get involved???"

Zuo Tian suddenly shouted loudly, scaring Gardevoir into thinking.

What does a woman have to do?

Thank you, I feel appreciated!

The power of the moon in his hand became a little more solid.

"——Boom~!"

Kuailong's hurried flame fist collided with the moon blast, and Gardevoir's slightly angry moon blast clearly overwhelmed the flame fist.

Zuo Hang said: "I don't care about the 1v1 men's battle! It's just 2 vs 1. Do you have any objections? If you can, you can get two flying ones!"

Zuo Tian glanced at the Boomsonic Dragon under him, and then at Principal Bailong who came out to see him off.

The only elf that can fly is Tyrannosaurus. If he wants Tyrannosaurus to participate in the battle, unless Principal Bailong can let the unknown totem disguised as a brooch on his clothes also drag him down with telekinesis.

It is not difficult for a super elf to do two things at once. His son Gardevoir can use telekinesis to help Zuo Hang float into the air and fight again.

"Hey! I said, Lao Xiao, see if you can."

Just as Zuo Tian finished speaking, Zuo Hang in the distance took out two more elf balls from his lower back.

A red light flashed.

Charizard and twin scabbards appear in the sky.

"Forget it, it's okay." Zuo Tian's eyes twitched.

Good guy! Four can fly!

Can’t afford it? !

Zuo Tian rubbed his hands and put on a face that was even more attentive than licking the dog Hoshino: "Good son, it was my father who was wrong. The Ethers are just a bunch of idiots! In fact, I wanted to play hard to get and squirted first. Send the fire dragon in, and then have a close relationship with him!"

As he said that, Zuo Tian also made a fist gesture.

"I vomited! Can you please stop making me disgusted?" Zuo Hang said, "It will be impossible for you to clear your name this time!"

"Huh, don't say that, haven't you been to Ether? To be honest, that place is actually pretty good." Zuo Tian said, "The alien beast factor is just a way to quickly increase your strength. It's not as bad as you think."

Zuo Hang's eyes were a little cold.

Obviously, he did not agree with Zuo Tian's remarks.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

There was silence between the two.

Charizard and Kuailosaurus seem to have a bad eye and may start fighting at any time.

After about five minutes, Zuo Tian sighed, "——Oh~~, I compromised. I was wrong."

This was his second apology. He did not insert any words to try to defend himself.

"I don't want to see you again in the short term." Zuo Hang said.

His heart seemed to be tugged by something, and Zuo Tian looked a little lonely.

"Dragonite, we're leaving."

"Hoo~?!"

"Where else can we go? Go home!"

Zuo Tian, ​​riding a sonic dragon, flew past Zuo Hang. Their eyes met briefly. When they met, Zuo Tian said, "Come back if you're okay. I may leave Fei Niao in a few days. If nothing goes wrong, it may take a year or even longer."

There was a lot of information in the words, but compared to the intelligence, Zuo Hang heard more of the helplessness of an old man.

Suddenly he felt a little soft-hearted.

After all, he was his father.

"Got it, I'll go back when I have time."

Unlike the usual quarrels between father and son, they did not fall into a cold war after scolding each other. Both sides took a step back.

Having lived two lives, he has never been a father, nor has he experienced the sadness of middle-aged people. Zuo Hang didn't know what Zuo Tian felt at this moment. He just suddenly remembered a sentence. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little grateful to the white dragon terminal that he kept talking about all day.

"—— I'm so cold! When will humans and machines understand each other?"

Yes, whether it's humans and machines, or humans and humans, they need to understand each other.

Zuo Tian's figure went farther and farther, and finally even the huge Dragonite disappeared.

Zuo Hang watched his father leave without speaking again, and had nothing else to say.

"I want to whitewash Ether. They are just doing things in an extreme way." The man who stayed in place said.

Zuo Hang saw the unknown totem on his chest, and also saw the telekinesis on the unknown totem.

Zuo Hang said: "No need, no need to whitewash, I've been to Ether, how they are, I will judge myself."

"Xanaduo, let's go."

The telekinesis suddenly accelerated, and Zuo Hang flew towards the teaching building, retracting the double scabbards of Charizard on the way.

Xiran's class was coming to an end.

"Who has questions? You have three minutes to ask!"

There was silence in the audience.

"Very good! My disappointment with you has reached a new level!"

Zuo Hang looked at the blackboard from outside the classroom.

It was still a course about the personality of elves.

It was inevitably a little lacking in quality.

Zuo Hang sneaked into the classroom from the back door.

This guy Hoshino was still playing elf punk.

The researcher named Hoshino Masahiro of Ether made Zuo Hang a little concerned. If he was from the Hoshino family, then Zuo Hang might be able to ask something about Ether.

"Hoshino." Zuo Hang patted his shoulder.

"Hey! Stop it! We're exchanging elves!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt something was wrong, and Ryuji Hoshino turned his head suddenly.

"Fuck! My youth is over! Brother Hangzi, you're back!"

Hoshino's voice was a little loud, and Xiran glanced in their direction.

She saw Zuo Hang sneaking in from the back door, without saying too much, nor nodding or anything like that, as if Zuo Hang had been taking this class all along.

Because of Xingye's loud shouting, other people in the class also saw the class monitor who had been missing for nearly a week.

The student union election was urgent, and the class monitors of other classes were canvassing for votes everywhere. It was rare for someone like Zuo Hang to disappear for a week.

Zuo Hang said to Xingye: "Can you pay attention? I just took a week off, I'm not dead."

Xingye waved his hand and said: "It's almost the same. Anyway, no one is seen. During the week you were missing, Wang Wenchuan from Class F was very arrogant. I'll show you something."

Xingye cut out Elf Punk, opened Station B, found an up master named Can, and then clicked "Latest Release". The first one was [Must-kill myth, the blue Riolu spinning and charging]

"Look! Look! Wang Wenchuan must have traded with this up. Eighty percent of the shots in this video are videos of him fighting with Riolu."

"But..." Xingye changed the subject.

"The last episode's must-kill myth was so glorious!"

The last episode's must-kill was the battle between Zuo Hang and Blood Dragon, which was much more popular than Wang Wenchuan's episode.

Madam Blood Dragon is quite popular, and the fight between the kings and elves is really good to watch. Zuo Hang's video is better than Wang Wenchuan's in every aspect.

But...

Zuo Hang, who has been missing for a month, has not done any mobilization work for the election. On the contrary, Wang Wenchuan's gang of brothers are handing out flyers on campus every day.

This is not a good phenomenon.

No one in Class A asked questions. Xi Ran scolded everyone and the class ended normally. Xingye's voice was therefore more open, attracting most of the people in Class A.

Zuo Rou ran over from the door, "Brother! Where have you been these days?"

Lin Ping in the front row also came over: "I heard that people from other classes have started preparing for speeches, and not only freshmen are eyeing the student union president, many sophomores who stay in school are also very interested in this position."

Whether to give a speech or not is secondary. Zuo Hang was surprised that Zuo Rou could come over and talk to him with so many people watching.

It seems that what he said to Zuo Rou before leaving had a certain effect. Zuo Hang didn't know what would happen if she met a stranger, but at least facing the people in Class A, Zuo Rou looked no different from an ordinary girl.

"I went out to do something. It might have taken longer, but I missed you, so I came back." Zuo Hang ignored Lin Ping and touched Zuo Rou's head, "Pikachu~!" The electric rat jumped onto Zuo Rou's shoulder and rubbed her cheek affectionately.

After a back and forth, Lin Ping seemed a little embarrassed.

Everyone looked at it.

Ah~

This ugly sister control!

At first they were a little interested in the return of Zuo Hang, but if you play like this, then things will be boring.

Everyone left unhappily.

Only the five members of Zuo Hang's team were left around.

"I say, why aren't you anxious?" Xingye asked.

Zuo Hang said: "Why are you anxious? I just came back. Let's take a break first. Let's go out for lunch together at noon. After walking for a week, he still can't do it!"

Half an hour later.

Nanchuan East Road Fish Noodles.

"Nini~~Wow~!" The suction cup puppet pointed to the special today at the door and said.

Everyone was stunned, and Xingye spoke first, "Wow! The suction cup puppet spoke!"

Lin Ping pushed the frame: "Who told you that the suction cup puppet can't speak?"

"Usually play less with your phone and read more books." Zuo Hang added.

Zuo Rou said to the suction cup puppet: "One shrimp and fish flat noodles, one lemon-flavored Poful."

The uncle who made the flat noodles was not here today, and only the suction cup puppet was interesting.

"I want a shrimp and fish flat noodles too." Zuo Hang said.

"Pika! (Blueberry-flavored Poful and a can of happy water!)"

20 minutes later.

Everyone's noodles were almost served.

Zuo Hang slurped a mouthful of noodles, then took out his phone and clicked on the latest issue of the must-kill myth.

There was a flash of lightning on Riolu's body, and at the same time, there was a stream of broken rocks on his right arm.

It was handsome, but it felt like something was missing.

Compared to the physical fights between fighting elves, viewers who have been hanging out in the elf area of ​​​​B station for many years seem to prefer to watch the confrontation of various special effects skills.

Zuo Hang said slowly: "This can."

"I can contact!" Xingye rushed to say. "I have set up the connection a long time ago. Bailong cannot be entered by ordinary people. We can only provide videos and can edit them in the later stage."

"Your photography skills."

"No! But someone can! Remember the uncle and little loli I met when I applied for skills last time? They are available at any time."

"Sure, Xingye!" Zuo Hang said with some surprise: "When did you become so reliable?"

"Oh, what is reliable." Xingye waved his hand and said: "This student council president election is simply a secondary operation. Before the election begins, whoever has a high influence on campus will have an advantage. Those second- and third-tier celebrities in Xingye's family were all hyped up by me. Now it's nothing more than a student council president. It's very simple!"

"Pika?"

"Second- and third-tier celebrities?"

Pikachu and Zuo Rou discovered the details in the words at the same time.

The four people's eyes suddenly changed when they looked at Xingye.

Zuo Hang said, "I always thought you were pure. Are you 15 this year? Something is wrong, Xingye!"

Lin Ping slurped a mouthful of noodles, "Zhenghong Film is Xingye's, right? There seem to be many artists and trainers under this company."

Xingye drank a mouthful of soup without changing his expression. "What do you know? In a big family, many things are beyond your control."

"Burp~~" Pikachu, who was drinking happy water, burped, destroying the melancholy atmosphere that Xingye had just created.

Xingye didn't seem to be affected by the burp and talked to himself.

"I asked Huohua about it. Every student president has the right to add a school rule and modify a school rule. Many people use this as a gimmick for the election. The current school rule that allows boys and girls to enter each other's dormitories was modified by Li Changzhi."

"Li Changzhi?" Lin Ping was puzzled.

"It's the current student council president!" Xingye said.

Zuo Hang didn't react for a while.

It turns out that the flat-headed, black-framed, and cool guy is called Li Changzhi.

It is hard to imagine that such a sloppy school rule that allows male and female students to enter each other's dormitories would be changed by a man who seems to be sexually cold.

When he was running for election, he probably put a lot of effort into it.

"Add a school rule?" Zuo Hang murmured in a low voice.

The current school rules of Bailong are very loose. There is no need to change them, and it seems inappropriate to add more.

School rules are restrictions on students. Adding them at will may cause others to be disgusted.

Zuo Hang pondered.

Xingye suddenly took out a wrinkled handbag from his pocket.

"This is a promotional leaflet for Class D in Grade 2. The monitor and deputy monitor of their class are both interested in the position of student leader. This is the deputy monitor's leaflet. It is not bad among the candidates I know. Take a look."

Zuo Hang heard this and handed over the leaflet to Xingye.

The deputy monitor of Class D in Grade 2 is a girl.

The photo on the leaflet is pretty good, but she looks a bit like an internet celebrity, and her facial features are not very distinctive.

The girl is holding a cute pickpocket cat, going for the cute route. In addition, there is a Pichu and a flaming mouse in the photo. No matter what happens in reality, judging from the photo alone, this senior should have a relatively high affinity with elves.

The school rules marked in red in artistic font at the bottom of the single page are particularly eye-catching.

[On normal weekends, students can enter and leave the campus freely without asking for leave]

Bailong is fully closed and does not allow students to enter and leave easily. The addition of this school rule is exactly what the students want.

But

Bai Long has his reasons for being closed. If nothing unexpected happens, the top management will not easily pass this school rule.

"Have you finished reading? I'll show you something interesting after you finish reading." Xingye took out another single page from his pocket.

"Interesting?" Zuo Hang opened the second chapter that Xingye handed over.

Compared to the single page of the second grade D deputy class, this one looks much sloppier and less professional. It just puts the dialogue and pictures together in a very ordinary way.

"Wang Wenchuan, from the first grade F class. What is this?"

Xingye said: "Wang Wenchuan has attracted a lot of female fans with his cold face that is comparable to the president of this class of student unions, including many junior seniors who have stayed in school."

"According to my analysis, Wang Wenchuan's behavior may be a bit childish in the eyes of 17-year-old women, but women approaching adulthood seem to like childish boys younger than themselves. Wang Wenchuan's operation can be said to have hit the mark of many seniors."