Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Yan Leyang became autistic. After Luo Ma said those words, Yan Leyang silently shut his mouth and never spoke again.
“You actually sing very nicely.” Lang Shiyi said nonsense without conscience.
However, Yan Leyang didn’t believe it, because Lang Shiyi was not very good at lying. His expression was paralyzed, but unfortunately his eyes were wandering and he just couldn’t look into Yan Leyang’s eyes.
Yan Leyang understood. Yan Leyang went back to the room. Yan Leyang didn’t want to talk anymore.
Lang Shiyi knocked on the door, and Yan Leyang’s howl came from inside. He understood that Yan Leyang had probably turned into his animal form and was lying on his back.
Ding dong.
Lang Shiyi’s optical brain buzzed, and so did Yan Leyang’s.
When they clicked on it, they saw that it was a group message in the optical brain address book. After working with them, Eleph established a small group for communication. Basically no one posted messages there, and Eleph only forwarded some gossip news, which did not have any effect.
The animal-shaped Yan Leyang stretched out his claws to open the group, but before he could do so, he heard a huge explosion. Then there was a violent shaking.
What was this situation!
This time Luo Ma ran out again: “Brother Yan’s singing shouldn’t have this effect!”
Lang Shiyi was relatively calm. He opened the group and found that Eleph had sent a message inside. Eleph’s ID was a black and white fat guy, and his profile picture was a selfie of him in his animal form.
[Brothers, try not to go out now. There is a conflict between two local gangs and they are fighting each other in the street.]
[Damn it! They started blowing up the streets! Damn, half a street away is my club. Are these guys desperate for their lives?]
After he finished speaking, he added a live video.
People from various gangs wore different uniforms and had hair colors of various colors. They had gathered together and were greeting each other in a friendly manner with knives.
It was the interstellar era now, so Yan Leyang never expected that there would be such cold weapons still being used in street fights.
[Where are you now?] This was Lang Shiyi’s reply, [It’s about to affect your territory, why don’t you take care of it?]
[They have a sense of propriety and dare not mess with me. I just came out to eat noodles. Do you want me to share the store?]
Then there was another video, a face-offending one. You could see that Eleph’s clothes were still the white T-shirt that was given as a gift from the supermarket.
[TMD, aren’t you the leader of the gang? Why so leisurely?] Luo Ma complained.
[I am also observing their bottom strength.] After chatting for a while, Eleph suddenly asked, [Where is Yan Leyang? Why didn’t he come out?]
Lang Shiyi glanced at the closed door in front of him and sent the last message: [He is sleeping.]
After sending it, he knocked on Yan Leyang’s door again: “Are you angry?”
“Awoo!” No.
Why would Yan Leyang be angry? He just suddenly realized that he didn’t seem to have a complete understanding of himself.
In fact, he had never sung before. He had never been to a KTV with his friends. When he did, he was the one eating. The reason was that Yan Leyang didn’t like that atmosphere.
Yan Leyang had sung at home, but Yan Leyang’s mother, the lion cat, was extremely supportive of her son. In her eyes, her son was the best in everything he did.
Ms. Lion Cat had even praised her son for never being off-tune. Once, when Yan Leyang was learning to write when he was in kindergarten.
The teacher wrote one in the first row of the Tianzi grid, and Yan Leyang wrote another row in the back.
The writing was crooked and messy, but Ms. Lion Cat took the pile of stuff written by her son with a shocked face and kept praising Yan Leyang for his good writing.
The woman held her son, who could only maintain a half-animal form, and said that she was so awesome for giving birth to a little genius.
Fortunately, Yan Leyang also had a straightforward father who did not let Yan Leyang lose himself in his mother’s praise.
Yan Leyang knew that he was a little tone-deaf, but he didn’t know that he was tone-deaf to such an extent.
Lang Shiyi couldn’t understand the tiger language, so he could only knock on the door again: “If you allow me to come in, don’t roar. If you don’t allow me, just roar.”
He got no response.
After Lang Shiyi came in, he saw the big tiger lying there almost occupying the entire bed, and silently found a corner to sit down.
Lang Shiyi remained silent. Yan Leyang felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, so he simply changed back to his human form: “Do you have something to say?”
“Yeah, but I didn’t think about the opening remarks.” Lang Shiyi wanted to comfort Yan Leyang, but then he suddenly realized that he was not very good at talking.
Maybe it was because he didn’t speak much in the past 20 years or so, and the behavior of “comforting people” was a bit out of character for Lang Shiyi. Lang Shiyi failed to challenge the difficult operation of organizing comforting words.
But Lang Shiyi knew that he couldn’t go straight to the point, as that would make Yan Leyang feel that he was not sincere. Although Yan Leyang did not sing well, it was Lang Shiyi who started by asking him for the song first, so: “Eleph is a very interesting person.”
“Indeed, last time he said in the group that he wanted to get a tattoo on his butt to attract wealth.” Yan Leyang nodded in agreement, “I think it’s better to go in and out safely, so that in the future when he will have a partner, people can still stare at him without reading just smile, you asshole.”
Lang Shiyi choked up again and decided to change the topic: “Luo Ma seems to have taken a liking to Hutch.”
“Um.”
“Do you think Luo Ma has any ideas?” Lang Shiyi asked.
“She asked me just now. I remember you were next to me at the time.” Yan Leyang replied.
“Dai Zu went to engage in weapons research. Did you know? He used to research particle collision weapons, but this technology has undergone a new round of innovation. It will be difficult for him to catch up, but he is a genius…”
“Lang Shiyi, do you want to comfort me?” Yan Leyang interrupted him. He felt that Lang Shiyi would not be finished if he didn’t speak up.
Logically speaking, as the protagonist, Lang Shiyi was still a ruthless person who didn’t talk much.
Lang Shiyi won’t even say harsh words, nor would he yell some classic lines from the protagonist of the novel. But as long as there was someone Lang Shiyi wanted to kill, even the gods couldn’t protect him.
He was like a sharp knife, without any fancy starting moves, but blood would come out of the sheath.
And Lang Shiyi himself was not a very tactful person.
This was the first time he wanted to comfort someone, but because Lang Shiyi took the topic too far, Yan Leyang had to interrupt ruthlessly.
“Well, I’m here to comfort you.” Lang Shiyi could only admit, “But your song was not terrible.”
The comfort was quite feeble, and Yan Leyang himself was embarrassed. He estimated that Lang Shiyi’s straightforward mind could only think of such a comfort that was lying with his eyes open.
It was also true that Yan Leyang’s own level was too high.
“You clearly didn’t have this attitude when you talked about my acting skills.” Yan Leyang found Lang Shiyi’s cautious look quite interesting.
“One code equals another.” Lang Shiyi didn’t know how to describe it, “You must have some advantages.”
Shit! Yan Leyang forgot that the male protagonist couldn’t speak at all.
He calmed down his breathing. He didn’t know if it was because he had met Hutch, but his heart dropped. Yan Leyang felt that his hands were itchy, and he wanted to slap Lang Shiyi on the back of the head.
“My musical talent is still good.” After Yan Leyang said these words, he met Lang Shiyi’s eyes.
Lang Shiyi’s expression was clearly a little tangled, and he seemed to think that Yan Leyang’s statement was wrong. However, considering Yan Leyang’s mood, Lang Shiyi nodded heavily: “Yes, okay.”
“I’m not talking about singing.” Yan Leyang twitched the corner of his mouth, “I can still play a lot of musical instruments.”
“Yeah.” Lang Shiyi nodded quickly, “Very impressive.”
It could be seen that he was trying very hard to respond, because Lang Shiyi was not interested in music-related things.
Yan Leyang really wanted to contact Lang Shiyi. After contacting Lang Shiyi, he wanted to tell him that he should not try this kind of behavior that was beyond his ability, but if he thought about it carefully, he probably knew it himself.
He ran over to comfort him despite the pressure, mainly because he valued his friend very much.
Yan Leyang scratched his head: “I’m not that fragile but thank you anyway.”
“You’re welcome.” Lang Shiyi felt that he really didn’t do anything. Maybe he shouldn’t be too nosy, because when Yan Leyang first turned on the optical computer, Lang Shiyi found that the game page automatically popped up.
That was a built-in audio game on the optical computer. After zooming in on the page, Yan Leyang had no problem slapping it with his animal form’s claws.
In other words, Yan Leyang was playing games before he came in, and he was not as depressed as he thought.
On the contrary, the arrival of Lang Shiyi seemed to have brought about a slightly awkward atmosphere. For example, right now, after talking, the two of them stared at each other, not knowing how to continue talking.
There was a kind of person in this world who usually didn’t talk much, but when they wanted to speak, they suddenly found that they have become the topic terminator.
The sentence they worked hard and racked their brains to come up with seemed to always have the opposite effect and only made the situation worse, such as Lang Shiyi.
Lang Shiyi couldn’t help but wonder, was he really the protagonist? What kind of fu**ing author designed a protagonist like him who couldn’t speak well and had low emotional intelligence? The key was that this fu**ing book had been changed into a TV series.
The aesthetics of Yan Leyang’s world were really strange.
Yan Leyang didn’t know that Lang Shiyi was doubting the big brother who had created him. He reached out and gave Lang Shiyi a hug: “Really brother, I think the way you comforted me just now was quite cute.”
“It’s not appropriate for you to describe me as cute.” Lang Shiyi reminded him that now Lang Shiyi still had the same fake face, and there were still scars on his face.
“It’s even more inappropriate to use the word handsome.” Yan Leyang mentioned casually. “It’s good to be cute. It can neutralize your fierce temperament.”
“But even if you are fierce, you are still a beauty.” Yan Leyang vigorously patted Lang Shiyi on the shoulder. His words were used to adjust the atmosphere, but Yan Leyang did mean it sincerely. Lang Shiyi’s original appearance was really too attractive. He was truly beautiful.
Lang Shiyi was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that Yan Leyang seemed to have a special preference for his appearance.
He coughed: “I know.”
“What do you know? Do you know you look good?”
“No.” Lang Shiyi looked at Yan Leyang solemnly: “Although your singing is not good, you are important to me.”
Yan Leyang suddenly choked up and looked at Lang Shiyi in disbelief.
And Lang Shiyi continued: “Will this comfort you?”
“Uh, yes.” Well, it turned out that he had found a trick.
“Then you were comforted now?” Lang Shiyi asked again.
Yan Leyang said expressionlessly: “To be honest, no.”
Lang Shiyi became confused again.
Gee, how could this happen? Was the comfort still time-sensitive?
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