Cultivation Shura Field

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Description: Rebirth of Neon.

Minamoto Kawase also caught up with the system trend, but this system option seemed to be wrong...

[Faced with the beautiful girl sitting downstairs at home, what would you do?]

[Option 1: Ignore and let her be taken away by others]

[Option 2: Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone]

[Option 3: Such a perfect girl, of course I would take her home! ]

Minamoto Kawase: Something's wrong with you!

Chapter 115 Coward

2023-09-06

The late-night phone chat continued, but Xu Zhe quickly changed the topic from love and continued to run wildly along the historical trajectory of philosophy. From classical idealism, to dialectics, the origin of materialism, to phenomenology and existentialism... When Xu Zhe talked about Heidegger and Sartre, there was no response from the other end of the phone.

"Are you asleep?"

He whispered a tentative question and waited for more than ten seconds, with silence all the time.

"Okay, good night."

Xu Zhe said this softly and hung up the phone.

I looked at the time on the screen again. It was 1:10 in the morning.

Since he stopped mining, he rarely slept so late. After all, he knew that thirteen or fourteen years old was the age of growth, and sufficient sleep was needed to ensure that he would be as tall as others in the future.

He put down his phone and closed his eyes.

But thinking of an impromptu joke he made during the day would keep Song Xingye awake... In the dark night, he laughed silently for a long time.

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The next morning, Song Xingye rode his bicycle to the gate of the community and waited for the childhood sweethearts walking side by side.

Xu Zhe and Tang Lingfei were talking and laughing. However, they were talking mainly about Tang Lingfei, and it was Tang Lingfei who was laughing. Xu Zhe was responsible for the supporting role, and from time to time he would add a word or two to make Xiao Qingmei talk more interestingly.

Song Xingye pushed the cart to meet the two of them. Then, he quietly inserted himself between them.

Tang Lingfei suddenly stopped talking and stared at her best friend for a while.

Song Xingye couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and even his steps became a little stiff.

But the next moment Tang Lingfei spoke, but she didn't point out her evil ambitions, but asked with concern: "Xiao Ye Zi, why do you have dark circles under your eyes? Did you not sleep well?"

Song Xingye breathed a sigh of relief, but then she felt guilty. She could only answer vaguely, "I just have a little insomnia, nothing more."

Tang Lingfei kept nagging her, "Why are you suffering from insomnia? Why?"

Song Xingye glanced at Xu Zhe secretly, wondering whether or not to tell others about the midnight phone call - but this look caused the other party to misunderstand.

Xu Zhe thought the girl wanted him to speak for her, so he said, "Because Xingye couldn't sleep last night, she called me. We talked for a long time. She seemed to be asleep when I hung up, but it was about one o'clock in the morning."

Tang Lingfei: "Okay, you guys, let's have a night talk behind my back!"

Song Xingye: "..."

What should I do? How should I explain this to my best friend?

Then I heard Tang Lingfei's question: "Why didn't you call me?!"

Song Xingye blurted out: "I will definitely invite you to come along next time!"

Xu Zhe also said: "Yes, next time for sure."

Then Tang Lingfei seemed to have no objection.

Song Xingye secretly observed her best friend's expression and made sure that she really didn't think too deeply about it, then she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the three of them passed by the breakfast shop. Xu Zhe and Tang Lingfei bought buns and soy milk respectively and ate them while walking. Song Xingye didn't need to do that because her father prepared breakfast at home and let her eat before going out.

Continuing on the road, Tang Lingfei asked while eating a bun: "Xiao Ye, why did you have insomnia last night?"

Song Xingye had to explain again: "Because I have a rich imagination and a small courage, I never dare to read horror novels or watch horror movies..."

Tang Lingfei: "Oh, I see, you read the ghost story by yourself last night."

Song Xingye: "I didn't see it, but Xu Zhe told me one yesterday at school."

Tang Lingfei swallowed a mouthful of soy milk, looked at the boy, and asked, "What ghost story did you tell that is so scary?"

Xu Zhe moved closer to Tang Lingfei and whispered to her the short passage he had taught in yesterday's Chinese class, to prevent Song Xingye from hearing it again and deepening her memory.

After he finished speaking, Tang Lingfei continued to ask: "And then?"

"And that's it," Xu Zhe spread his hands, "It's really just this short section, and I don't think it's scary at all."

Song Xingye immediately argued: "You yourself said that everyone has different ideas. You don't think it's scary, but I think it's scary. Isn't this normal?"

However, the girl finished her speech confidently one second ago, and the next second she felt a gust of cold wind behind her head.

A voice that seemed to come out of a horror movie, and it was that of a female ghost who was taking lives, said quietly: "Why are you scared? I floated on you all night last night..."

"Ahhhh-"

Song Xingye jumped away as if he had been electrocuted, and even knocked the cup out of Tang Lingfei's hand, causing the soy milk to spill all over the floor. Even Tang Lingfei's left shoe was half wet.

This reaction stunned Xu Zhe and Tang Lingfei.

After a brief silence, Xu Zhe said, "It's true that he is quite timid."

Tang Lingfei looked down at the spilled soy milk and her left foot, and murmured, "Not really, you didn't tell me before..."

Song Xingye glared at her and said angrily: "I can't tell you everything!"

Tang Lingfei: "But you even told me when you had your first period and when you bought the sanitary napkins!"

Xu Zhe: "..."

He really wanted to say, otherwise, just pretend I don’t exist.

Song Xingye was so angry that he almost lost his temper: "Fei Fei!"

Tang Lingfei realized that she had let something slip. She shrank her neck and said, "I'm sorry, but your big reaction scared me..."

Song Xingye: "You scared me first, and you're still talking nonsense!"

For adolescent girls, there are some taboo topics that should never be mentioned in front of boys. Especially when it is a boy that you have a crush on?

If it were the Song Xingye of the past, he might have already thought about breaking off diplomatic relations.

But at this moment, looking at the girl in front of him who felt guilty and a little embarrassed, Song Xingye took a few deep breaths and gradually suppressed the emotions that were about to explode.

Song Xingye took a step forward, stood just a few feet away from Tang Lingfei, and whispered, "You need to say, I'm sorry."

"I..." Tang Lingfei took her hand, "I'm sorry."

Song Xingye closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

Tang Lingfei looked at her expression anxiously and repeated, "I'm sorry, Xiaoye."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xingye suddenly opened his arms and hugged Tang Lingfei.

As for Xu Zhe on the side, he was eating buns and drinking soy milk, watching the two girls' friendship drama in front of him, like a close spectator.

Song Xingye whispered, "I'm really timid, please don't scare me in the future, okay?"

Tang Lingfei nodded vigorously: "I definitely won't do that again in the future!"

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Chapter 116

2023-09-06

As the first semester of the second year of junior high school passed, Xu Zhe finally got the art resources he had been waiting for. After integrating his homemade sound effects into the game, the first version of "Fruit Cutting" was finally completed.

It was completed the day before Christmas, which happened to be his birthday.

In his previous life, Xu Zhe had already developed the habit of celebrating his birthday alone. On this day, he would summarize his gains and losses and progress over the past year and make plans for the next year.

So he rejected his parents' suggestion to organize a birthday party and did not invite any friends. Instead, he returned to his bedroom after school, opened his laptop, and recorded his progress, thoughts, and future plans...

After he finished writing, he was looking at the computer when his father Xu Guowei pushed the door open.

"Huh? Where did this laptop come from?"

Because his father came in too quickly just now, Xu Zhe didn't have time to hide. But today, he felt that there was no need to hide anymore.

So he said, "I bought it for the convenience of making games."

Xu Guowei joked: "It's only been a few days since I transferred the money to you, and you're already spending lavishly?"

Last week, all the stocks in the stock account were sold, and the father and son withdrew all their money. The son's original capital of 7,000 yuan became 25,000 yuan; the father's original capital was just over 10,000 yuan, but he entered the market a little late, so it was just over 20,000 yuan.

The couple discussed for a long time whether to give all the money to Xu Zhe, but they still couldn't come to a conclusion. After all, for a junior high school student, the amount was too large. But after Xu Zhe listed a plan and analyzed the purpose of the money in detail, the two agreed.

After all, this child has never let them down in more than a year.

At this time Xu Zhe said: "There are many places to spend money, and I still have to pay wages to others."

Xu Guowei hesitated for a moment and asked, "Who are you paying your salary to?"

Xu Zhe: "Don't worry about this. He is my classmate's father. He can help me register the company and handle the procedures for an international bank card..."

"Wait a moment!" Xu Guowei couldn't help interrupting, "Why do you need an international bank card?"

Xu Zhe explained calmly: "Because the platform I publish the game on is overseas, I charge rice dollars, and I also need to buy developer authorization, which requires internationally certified credit and debit cards. It is best to use corporate registration, otherwise The annual exchange limit for a single person is ."

Xu Guowei: "We have to send them abroad... Do you think you can make 50,000 RMB?"

Xu Zhe: “That’s a possibility.”

Xu Guowei thought for a moment, waved his hand and said, "Okay, since you have already planned it, I won't interfere. But is this final exam going to be okay?"

Xu Zhe looked at him quietly.

Xu Guowei: "I know you are sure of it, at least you can guarantee to complete the task!"

Xu Zhe sighed: "I don't even understand what else there is to say."

Xu Guowei also sighed: "Then you have to let me, as a father, feel a little involved, right? My colleagues in the unit all know that you have excellent grades, and they asked me how I educated you. What should I say?"

Xu Zhe joked, "Just say that you take your son out to play, and if he has fun, his grades will improve."

Xu Guowei: "Can having fun really lead to good grades?"

Xu Zhe: "No, but at least it can make those poor kids have some fun."

Xu Guowei thought for a while, but suddenly had an idea: "Otherwise, I will take you out to play now. Today is still your birthday. If you don't want to play with your friends, don't you want to go out with your dad?"

Xu Zhe: "What are you playing?"

Xu Guowei was not quite sure about his son's recent hobbies, and he did not know much about those electronic products. However, he remembered an entertainment project that his son seemed to have been doing from time to time this year.

So he suggested, "How about playing billiards?"

Xu Zhe nodded and closed his notebook: "Let's go."

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Xu Zhe only knew one billiard hall, which was Shen Lan's. So the billiard hall he took his father to was naturally that one.

The person guarding the store was the boss, Shen Lan's father. He smiled when he saw Xu Zhe, but there seemed to be a deep meaning in his smile and his eyes were very complicated.

"Uncle, open a case."

"it is good……"

Xu Zhe picked up a golf club, and the competition between father and son began.

In his previous life, he had never played billiards with his father, and he didn't know that he could play this game. Now that he started playing, he realized that his father's level was higher than his own. Of course, he was still far behind Shen Lan.