My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style Chapter 600

"When your enemy is really unlucky, it is always deep behind..."

I had a good meal in Tokyo and Katsura. It was more than Qigu's face. Anyway, Edo is the base of this guy. Isn't the wig, the snakehead, embarrassed to let me pay?

Look!

He is now pushing the menu to me with a ostentatious expression. He is so capricious, rich!

The penguin who has always regarded money as dung, like a fly, feels that the level of showing off his wealth is getting lower and lower, as if he is shit in front of his own face.

To shit in front of a fly is to show off your wealth...

Damn it!How did I come up with such a simple metaphor?

After eating and drinking in a luxury restaurant that couldn't afford to eat, the two looked at each other.

"No, didn't you say that you have a treat?"

"Please, sister! Where did I get the money from prison?"

Biqigu nodded clearly and took out his wallet with resignation-but in the next instant he ran out of the hotel...

Higiya Hachiman, the road running skills are second to none even in the talented SOS group. The stubborn Katsura is left in a mess in the wind and the clerk's eye-catching smile...

"Sir, are you cash or credit card... or do you do the dishes?"

In the winter sun, Shi Shiran, the young man walking towards the station after rushing out with his hands in his pockets, sneered, "Better shameless? Are you better than me?"

…………

"...It's cold!"

As soon as I got out of the car, a cold wind blew on my face.

Biqigu, who had already put his hands in the pockets of his coat, now had to take it out, close the hem of his coat, and cover the top of his head by the way.

The time now is around three in the afternoon.

Most of the shutter doors in Electric Street are still open, and the figures of the dead houses are still crowded. The bus traveled by not crossing many latitudes and suddenly ran to Hokkaido. Why is it so cold?

"It's raining..."

In the gloomy sky full of lead clouds, misty raindrops are taking away the body temperature of the boy's face and hands.

He didn't bring an umbrella.

"I just hope I won't be big..."

Out of the station, Blind Fisheye called up the map from his mind, looked at the road signs and the names of the surrounding shops, and walked slowly towards the destination.

The journey is very short. It only takes a few minutes to start from the station.

Why do you have to go to such a remote place as Akihabara?

It’s just in a coffee shop around your school, or at Kasumigaoka’s home. All of these are acceptable. Why must Akihabara be a detour...

"Because it is very close to Chiyoda."

In the maid coffee shop that is full of house characteristics, the girl sitting by the window elegantly drinking coffee gently put down the cup and smiled at the teenager who was wiping his hair: "Welcome to Akihabara, the source of all evil!"

"..."

"You got it wrong, I mean Akihabara, the sacred place of the house family, first applaud to welcome..."

Shiyu-senpai made an obscene sound, and the bright red eyes filled with light: "Look at my grand welcome to you, are you happy?"

Hearing the resentment in her words, the eyes are not clear, so: "What are you angry with?"

The squeezed smile was slowly bounced back by the muscles on her face, and Xia Zhiqiu's left foot was shaking unconsciously, and the mocking laugh sounded very much like Yu Jie: "I dare to be angry, but there is something The bastard missed appointments time and time again. From the beginning to now, how many weeks have you been delayed?"

Biqigu suddenly realized: "Sorry, sorry, I almost forgot about this."

"Mr Biqigu, you're actually a mop, right? It's nothing if you drag things out."

"..."

The awkwardly smiling teenager looked out the window in order to divert his attention. He was really taken aback: "What, what is that? What is the big sale?"

Diagonally across from this store, near the RADIO Hall, you can see the end of the line from afar, and there are more than three fronts, right?

"Lined up in such a cold weather-Xia Zhiqiu, what is that for sale? Tsk tsk, I basically didn't hold an umbrella, what is so attractive?"

The elder sister didn't bother to care about him too much. She tilted her head and looked absent-mindedly: "It's just a game."

"What game is so magical?"

"... That shop, it seems to be corrupt, it sells mostly bl."

The speechless teenager spoke for a long time, his voice hoarse: "Then... there are a lot of men there, right? I understand that women like rot, but—"

"It seems that there is still not enough house, Mr. Biqigu."

"If you mean squatting at home, I can stay in a daze from morning to midnight..."

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu took a breath and smiled: "How do you say, for the game house, it doesn't matter if you want to play a new game quickly, even if you line up in the middle of the night... Probably because they can't bear it anyway."

Biqigu calmly analyzed: "I lack patience."

"...That's how it is, resentment, you can say so."

He turned his head in disapproval, thinking that everything is too bad. Being too enthusiastic about one thing also means that it will cool down quickly, and lack of patience is also a manifestation of social experience.

The girl smiled, lowered her head and wrote a few strokes: "It seems you can't understand it."

"Indeed, to be honest, I can't understand..."

"I didn't understand it very well at the beginning, but An Yi-kun's words let me roughly understand. If you change your mind, look at it from another angle, if you are expected to such a degree, people who make this game should be very happy too, right? ."

"……what?"

"The game made by my own group of people will make others look forward to it so much. I think this mood is really worthy of thanks."

Before he sneered, Xia Zhiqiu clicked his finger: "Think about your fat classmate. He also writes novels. If no one is looking forward to it and no one commented, he would be quite lonely, Biqigu Lord."

The pragmatic Biqigujun was speechless.

He didn't want to say that the wood base had drilled the horns, because the fat man couldn't drill the horns.

And if you refute it from the aspects of currency circulation and purchasing power, it will appear boring.