Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 277: The Lonely Man's Sudden Enlightenment

"See you tomorrow! Remember to come early! We have an appointment!"

"See you tomorrow--"

Hongshu looked at Leng Liming, who kept looking back every few steps beside Leng Chaoyang, and couldn't help laughing.

Just now, this guy enthusiastically invited me to stay at his house.

If Leng Chaoyang hadn't appeared, he might have been convinced by the other party's "wrong logic".

"I thought you'd want to have a slumber party with your new friends."

His arms felt empty, but Hiroki didn't even look up. He knew who the person was just by the voice.

He looked at Leng Liming, whose back was hidden in the crowd, and chuckled:

"It's a bit too intimate. The people here are so welcoming."

"Not used to it?"

Hiroki shook his head, looking at the scene of peace and prosperity in front of him, and his tone seemed to be full of emotion:

"Wonderful."

Yun Xianhe didn't say anything.

The two stood in the middle of the long street, watching people coming and going and listening to their laughter.

Free and out of place.

"Let's go, there's a tough battle tomorrow."

The weight of the hand that fell on his head brought Hiroki back to his senses. He took a deep breath and said firmly:

"I'll do my best!"

"Don't be nervous. You are the hero's apprentice."

“Is this considered boasting?”

Yun Xianhe shook his head and didn't answer.

Hiroki could see the strand of hair on the other person's head swaying a few times, and coupled with the smile on the corner of the other person's lips, he was very friendly and inexplicably cute.

"I may know why you are a hero."

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe looked at Hongshu curiously:

"Huh? Why?"

There are quite a lot of people around.

Yun Xianhe subconsciously put his arm around Hongshu's shoulders and asked him to move closer to him to prevent him from being hit by pedestrians.

This kind of intimacy and sense of security that I unconsciously give to others...

Hiroki, who was well protected behind him, smiled:

"I can't tell you the answer until the game is completely over."

"Hey - Lucky is so cunning."

“Same here, Polaris.”

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"Welcome everyone to our Shangshi City "Warrior's Certificate" competition! This morning we are holding a selection of 50 little warriors to the top 25. So without further ado, please welcome our first little adventurers to the stage!"

"Ohhhhhh!!!"

The first child who came on stage held a spear taller than himself, and he made a spear flower neatly and quickly amid the cheers of the crowd.

Wu Qi in the stands put his hands on his mouth and shouted:

"Go! Wu Ming! Show them our Wu family's marksmanship!"

"My Han family's broadsword is not just a boast!"

As the person next to him finished speaking, another child with a big knife on his back came on stage.

The weapons used in the little warrior competition are not allowed to be sharpened, for fear that the children may hurt each other without careful control.

The two children on the field looked at each other, took their stances at the same time, and waited for the referee's order.

Wu Qi in the stands looked at Han Jinming next to him, snorted coldly and turned his head away.

The two had not gotten along since they were young.

Wu Qi has a brother, but Han Jinming does not;

But Han Jinming has a younger sister, but Wu Qi doesn't.

One has a brother complex and the other has a sister complex and they despise each other.

I don’t know if it was fate, but in the end Wu Qi’s brother married Han Jinming’s sister.

The two people who already disliked each other exploded because of this, and from then on when they met, they were even more like two peas in a pod.

They fight behind their family's backs every few days, and they call it learning from each other and making progress together.

The fight has continued until now, and now they are competing with their sons!

"Mr. Han, do you know what it means to be an inch taller and an inch stronger?"

Wu Qi leaned back tactically, rolled his eyes and looked down at people, as if "I look down on you" was written all over his body.

Han Jinming next to him glanced at him and sneered:

"You think you can win with just a stick?"

"What stick! That's a spear!"

"Ah, yes, yes, those without blades are sticks."

"Then the big iron plate your son is holding is worse than a stick!"

"You're the tough one! You want to fight, don't you?!"

"Let me fight you! Don't leave after the afternoon competition! I will beat you down!"

"You think I'm afraid of you!"

The two men were about to take action as they spoke.

Wu Yi and Han Qing, who were sitting in the row behind them, looked at each other helplessly and shook their heads at the same time.

Leng Chaoyang leaned back, fearing that he would be harmed by the two men.

The people around him moved away slightly as if they were used to it.

This made Yun Xianhe, who was standing still as a mountain with a big bucket of popcorn in his hand, seem a little out of place.

Chu Ziye listened to the almost constant clicking sound beside his ears, trying hard to control the corners of his mouth and maintain his cool personality.

"Eat?"

"……eat."

How can you not eat popcorn when it’s right in front of you?

Just as Chu Ziye was about to reach out his hand, he saw Yun Xianhe beside him stuffing popcorn into his mouth, and then took out a bucket from the mustard seed space and handed it to him.

“Eat a big portion!”

"…it is good."

On the left are two close friends munching on popcorn buckets;

On the right is a couple who are in love, affectionate, and holding hands to watch the game;

In front of him were two lovers who were fighting and hating each other;

Behind him was a group of audiences cheering loudly and passionately.

Leng Chaoyang suddenly realized that it was inappropriate for a lonely man like him to sit here!

So how did my silly brother trick me into coming here this morning?

Thinking of this, Leng Chaoyang dodged Wu Qi's elbow and turned his head to glance at the two people who were eating.

...Stop eating! Pay attention to me!

Boss?! Chu Ziye, you with a paralyzed face, do you like to eat popcorn?! It's even on the corners of your mouth!

"do you want?"

The brave man extended an invitation, and Leng Chaoyang paused suspiciously.

So there was one more person eating popcorn in the audience.

There was a fierce fight both on and off the stage.

In the waiting area, Hiroki was watching the two people fighting on the field, calculating the difference in strength between himself and them, his palms sweating from nervousness.

The character values ​​​​in this scene given by Yun Xianhe are all very impressive, but they are all very real.

Is this the reality of the world of heroes?

Can even a child do this?

...Can he win?

"Both parties lose consciousness at the same time! It's a draw!"

"Ohhhhhhhh!!"

The host on the stage announced the result of the match, and the medical team rushed on stage, using a stretcher to carry away the two people who were still entangled with each other even though they had fainted.

"The second group of contestants are ready to go on stage!"

The child next to him saw that Hiroki seemed to be in a daze, so he reached out and patted his shoulder.

"it's your turn."

"Ah, thank you."

Hiroki slowly came back to his senses, took a deep breath, clenched his cold fingers, picked up his weapon and prepared to go on stage.

“An An!!”

The crisp sound was not too loud, and was even a little small amid the cheers of the audience.

But Hiroki heard it immediately.

He turned his head and saw Leng Liming lying on the guardrail of the stands as expected.

The latter was holding a small colorful flag in his hand. If you looked closely, you could see the two words "Xian'an" written neatly on it.

Seeing Hongshu looking over, Leng Liming smiled brightly and waved the small flag in his hand vigorously:

"Come on, An An! Beat them!!"

The audience's cheers that resounded through the clouds drowned out the encouragement from their little friends.

But he heard it.

I heard it clearly.

The echo of the heart beating in the chest.

What was that gesture?

In a trance, the little adventurer apprentice raised a bright smile to his friend in the stands and saluted with two fingers placed on his forehead.

This is a relaxed and playful action that can make friends who see it feel at ease.

Looking at Leng Liming's smiling face, Hongshu took a deep breath, clenched the weapon in his hand, and turned around and went on stage resolutely.

“You learn pretty quickly.”

In the audience, Yun Xianhe smiled vaguely when he saw Hongshu making that gesture, holding a straw in his mouth and sipped the happy water intermittently.

Leng Chaoyang, who felt too full to eat lunch, slumped aside, his eyes locked on Hongshu when he appeared.

He wanted to see how powerful this kid who beat his brother yesterday was.

Chu Ziye on the side looked at the little fellow holding the long sword with great interest, then turned to look at Yun Xianhe:

"I would have had an apprentice if I had known this earlier."

“Ahem! …Huh?”

Yun Xianhe, who was choked by the other party's sudden words, looked at Chu Ziye in disbelief.

The latter pointed at Hiroki on the field and said:

“I want to see the difference.”