Please ask the dream.

Chapter 455: Ms. Xie and the Sense of Deja Vu

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you didn't have any money?"

"You didn't even ask!"

In a restaurant, Feng Xue and the short-haired beautiful girl in blue were washing dishes side by side, with very subtle expressions, because this was the first time they needed money at a node.

And then, he didn't.

What's even more outrageous is that this is the first time he has stayed in a node for so long and it hasn't even ended yet. This even makes Feng Xue wonder if he was directly put into sitcom mode this time.

"My only talent is smiling, but I don't have a penny in my pocket..."

Feng Xue sang in a devilish way, while the blue shorthair beside him sighed:

"Go ahead, what do you want to ask?"

"Well, I want to know if you know a girl with long pink hair, who likes to wear sportswear and can play the guitar..."

"What? Hey, why are you looking at me like that?" Seeing Feng Xue suddenly get stuck, and then looking at him with a weird look, the blue short-haired man couldn't help but ask. Feng Xue pondered for a moment before saying:

“Your last name isn’t Yamada, is it?”

"This routine of asking names is outdated. My last name is Xie (residue)." The blue shorthair rolled his eyes, but Feng Xue's expression darkened, because even if it was Hongying, there shouldn't be anyone with the last name Xie!

Well, he was sure that he had not heard wrongly, because the other party was speaking Hongying language, and the pronunciation was similar to the Japanese kunyomi in his previous life (in simple terms, "谢" is pronounced as "thank you" and "斜" is pronounced as "not correct"). However, considering that there was someone with the surname "我光子" in Neon in his previous life, Feng Xue was not so sure.

But no matter what, the surname Xie really matched the one in his impression. Even though the other person's blue hair was more like the realistic blue-black and his figure was not that flat, Feng Xue still had to think in a certain direction.

So, after a moment of silence, he said:
"Do you know a high school girl with blonde hair and a ponytail, whose last name is Ichichi, and who can play the drums?"

"I do know the blonde who can play the drums, but her last name is Wen (gentle)." Ms. Xie said this, and suddenly nodded thoughtfully, and then said:

"If you like this one, it's 100,000 yuan. I'll recommend it to you."

"Where's your moral integrity..." Feng Xue sighed that the name fits his personality while washing the dishes, but she still continued:
"What about the beautiful girl with red hair and guitar in Yangjiao?"

"This..." Ms. Xie seemed to think very hard for a long time before she shook her head regretfully and said, "I really don't know this."

"That's fine." Feng Xue tried to give a hint, but Ms. Blue Hair Shaves shook her head decisively:

"This really doesn't exist."

"Sure enough, I was overthinking it. It should be a compatible reaction produced by my own cognition, just like other architects can only see the content that they can recognize when they enter the bottom level of the dreamland." Feng Xue guessed in his heart.

Although he felt that the character design of the first architect was very familiar a long time ago, he never thought of it as the heroine of a previous work. After all, he saw the two-dimensional version of the portrait first and then learned about the character design. The portrait published in the "History of the Development of Modern and Contemporary Popular Art" and the Mango Mask he knew were two completely different characters.

Therefore, even though she also has pink hair, can play the guitar, and is also an autistic beauty, he has never associated her with Mango Mask.

Just like the long black hair of Japanese wind, even if Lianhua and the black cat wear the same clothes, he can be sure that they are not the same person.

But today, when he saw this short-haired lady, he was shocked to realize the source of the similarity. It's just...

"There is no Ms. Guiqulaixi... Is it a coincidence, or is it that we haven't met yet? Why is there such a similarity?"

Feng Xue, who couldn't figure it out, could only attribute this coincidence to the fact that the golden finger used his memory materials, just like those collections of memes from his previous life. After all, he couldn't believe that this world was actually the world of a certain Houbunsha music animation hundreds of years after the revival of spiritual energy?
"Hey, hey! What are you daydreaming about?" Seeing Feng Xue in a daze, Ms. Xie immediately called out in dissatisfaction, pointing at the plate with a sponge, with a look on her face that said "don't try to be lazy".

Feng Xue sighed, and while concentrating on washing the dishes, she said without hope:
"Then you definitely don't know a pink-haired, autistic guitarist... woo?"

Seeing this scumbag lady suddenly use a sponge with soap bubbles to hit his face, Feng Xue subconsciously dodged. Who knew that this woman actually showed mobility beyond Feng Xue, a killer, thief and soldier, and managed to circumvent a few fake moves and put the sponge on his mouth——

"Are you also from the evil organization?!"

"What the hell?" Feng Xue stared, unable to understand Ms. Xie's sudden change. Ms. Xie looked at him in confusion, and after confirming that there were no flaws, she whispered:

"Actually, I am a magical girl who secretly protects the peace of the city. One of our partners has been captured by an evil organization, and we are trying to find a way to rescue her..."

"That's right!" Although Feng Xue really wanted to complain about the plot, in terms of rationality, saving the magical girl was much more reliable than forming a band for life.

"So it seems that Little Lonely should be the kidnapped magical girl, and the evil organization is the Rainbow Sakura Army? I think I know how this exploration is going to go."

Feng Xue nodded thoughtfully, but Ms. Xie suddenly burst into laughter.

“No way? You really believed it? You idiot actually believed it! You believe that magical girls exist? Hahahahaha…”

"Can you guys still work? If not, I'll call your school!"

Just as Ms. Xie was laughing wildly, the restaurant owner suddenly rushed in angrily. Hearing his loud scolding, Ms. Xie shut up instantly, and Feng Xue was washing dishes in an unspeakable embarrassment.

But no matter what, this woman, as her name suggests, seems to really know the information about Xiao Gudu. The reason why she talked nonsense later was probably because she realized that she had a stress reaction, so she made up an excuse to cover it up.

"We have to find a way to make this woman spill the beans!"

Feng Xue murmured in his heart, but he did not intend to leave everything to Golden Finger.

The previous covert operations did not have a clear goal, so they were very chaotic. This time, he planned to try to influence the exploration process through behavior, just like Huanmeng Gulv and Longchang Wudao.

Having made up his mind, Feng Xue quickly came up with many plans in his mind. Finally, based on the words and deeds of this scumbag lady, he made a choice, and then -

"That...Xia classmate?"

"What?" Ms. Xie raised her eyebrows, but there was still an unconcealable smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Do you want to make some money?" Feng Xue asked in a very tempting tone. Upon hearing this, the girl showed a vigilant expression.

"Although I'm poor, I won't do anything weird!"

"Not really... Well, since you know people who play drums and guitar, you should know how to play some instruments, right? See you tomorrow afternoon at the same park. Of course, it's up to you whether you come or not..."

(End of this chapter)