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"Ha...hahahao(((*≧▽≦)ツ┬─┬!"

The moment she heard Tang Bing speak in surprise, imitating her aunt's voice, Fangran burst out laughing.

Fortunately, he didn't drink Xuanmai Ganjie now, otherwise Fangran felt that he might choke to death.

"Senior, I told you not to smile so obviously."

"No...hahahaha...I don't want to either...haha...I'm sorry...I couldn't help it..."

The moment he saw Fangran laughing again, Tang Bing looked at him expressionlessly again and listened to his breathless reply:

"Ah... I can't help it, school girl... you are really... you are really one of the many patriotic young people... who has the clearest and most funny ideas I have ever seen."

"Huh, according to the science fiction novels I've read, in order to avoid internal consumption, sooner or later human beings will unite and move towards the universe together, although I won't live until that time..."

"I can't tell that you are quite far-sighted, junior schoolmate."

By the way, the one you're reading shouldn't be the one with the cover printed in Word...

Holding her stomach and feeling like she almost burst out laughing, Fangran wiped the wet corners of his eyes and looked at the girl in the red cartoon coat in front of her who was mumbling like this.

Suddenly I discovered that she is actually a pretty good-looking girl, and she is super interesting.

Perhaps every boy will meet such a girl in his life, who is sunny, cheerful, positive and energetic, and can always make you laugh.

"So, is this the reason why you prefer English instead of Japanese, junior schoolmate?"

"Of course! After all, I don't like Japanese ACG culture."

Tang Bing patted his chest and made a strong vow. Then while taking the picture, he accidentally scratched the hem of his red coat on the notebook behind him. After opening a page, Xiaomi hidden in a red phone case slipped down...

It happened to fall between the two of them, and it showed...

——"Sherlock"

Fangran: "..."

The air suddenly became a little quiet.

Seeing Tang Bing slapping his chest in front of him, he suddenly froze, and his tightly pursed lips were getting redder and redder. Fangran had a look on his face that was hesitant to speak, and after struggling with what to say for a long time, he hardened his expression and couldn't stop laughing. Look away:

"Um...that school girl, I now believe that you are indeed a bit lucky..."

"(╬╯///Д///)ツrua!!!!rua!!!!!!"

But before Fang Ran could finish speaking, Tang Bing in front of him blushed, went crazy, screamed in confusion and embarrassment, then stretched out his hand to cover Fang Ran's eyes!

"Don't look! Don't look. Senior, you didn't see anything! You didn't see anything!"

"I'm going...wait! You dropped your phone, why are you covering my eyes! Stop..."

"I am interested in the linguistic nature of English! I like it because I am interested in the linguistic nature of English!"

"Hurry up...I didn't say it was because you love watching British dramas..."

"rua!!!rua!!!!!!"

By the time Mrs. Isis came over with two paper cups filled with instant coffee, it was already after Fangran grabbed Tang Bing's wrists to control him and calm him down.

"Thank you for your hard work, young man and Candy,"

She was very satisfied with Fangran and Tang Bing's work efficiency. She placed the coffee on the cashier table for them. Mrs. Isis looked at Fangran and said with a smile:

"I was in a hurry this morning because I had something to do. I don't know your name yet, boy."

"What's your name, senior?"

Because of the embarrassing bad luck just now and having his wrist caught by Fang Ran, Tang Bing, whose face was still flushed, reminded him angrily. He was speechless and rolled his eyes thinking, 'what's your'? I can still understand Fang Ran. Looking at Mrs. Isis with fluffy white curly hair in front of her, she scratched her head.

"My name is...well, myis Fangran..."

"Fang Ran...don't you have an English name?"

I roughly understand the meaning of English.

Fang Ran, who had no English name at all, paused for a moment, and then when he was searching among the foreign names he knew, the scene of the last scene of the national war drawing a sword and defeating Osphia suddenly flashed and gave him an idea.

"Ah, MyEnglishis...."

Then he gave a thumbs up with a very shining look and replied to Mrs. Isis:

"Vergil."

"Oh, Vergil, poet, nice name, Vergil, this is your reward for today."

I didn’t hear clearly, so I took it blankly, holding the 8 pounds in my hand and watching Mrs. Isis go away.

At this moment, Fangran felt that she was simply an angel!

8 pounds, 800 pence, 73 yuan and 26 cents! I can buy 14 packs of white bread and 47 bottles of 2L mineral water!

After two days of wandering in a foreign country, Fangran, whose unit of calculation of money has been replaced by white bread and mineral water, holds the 8 pounds he earned from his part-time job in his hand. This moment is filled with mixed emotions!

Oh my god, oh my god, finally he doesn’t have to worry about starving to death at night (with tears streaming down his face).

Tang Bing, who was looking at him with tears of gratitude and rubbing his wrists at the side, stared at him silently and complained:

"Senior, are you really embarrassed to have the name of Brother V, a deadbeat servant who probably likes to read Japanese paper clips..."

"Oh? Candy, you know quite a lot."

Although she was complained about, Fangran felt happy in every pore when he looked at the 8 pounds in his hand. Fangran, who didn't care about her at all, let out a long breath, thinking that he didn't have to go anywhere tonight. The northwest wind is blowing for heroes and righteousness.

Damn it, the baby has had enough of hunting at night!

"Vergil, can you come over here and help me move this?"

Then Mrs. Isis's shout came from the supermarket shelf, which made Fangran, who was addicted to counting money, immediately perked up his ears like a cat, opened his eyes in surprise and looked around wildly!

"Huh!?! Virgil!? Where is it!? Where is it!?"

"I'm calling you!"

Tang Bing was going crazy and pushed him out of the cashier.

"Senior, do you have a bad memory? You made up a name one second and forgot it the next!?"

"Oh, that's it...I'll do it...! No, I'!"

Finally, seeing Fangran running over shouting lines from a well-known zombie-fighting game, Tang Bing quickly picked up his phone and hid it with a blushing face. He patted his chest carefully and took a look around to find that no one saw him.

And there were no guests. Then he blinked his eyes, looked at himself and thought about it for a while, and happily ran towards Fangran and Mrs. Isis lively and vigorously.

"Hey, senior, senior, I'm here to help you~!"

"Huh? I can actually do it by myself."

"Ha, do you know how much stuff you have to move? How could you possibly..."

"Σ(((??Д???!!!)Eeeeeeeeeee!?!??!?"

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The afterglow ended, and the last bright sunset on the horizon of the British city was slowly swallowed up. Fangran put on his hood and walked on the street. Holding the shopping bag, Fangran turned around and watched the lights of London rising in ecstasy, and then smiled. Keep moving forward.

The water in the bag he was holding today was replaced with Coke, and it also contained the ham he bought. Although it was the cheapest kind, he finally didn’t have to choke on the bread.

Although even choking on dry white bread is much more delicious than chewing on compressed biscuits.

In the evening, the night is like a hazy gauze, giving it mystery and ambiguity. In addition to looking forward to today's dinner, recalling just now, the corners of the mouth can't help but turn up. Fangran can't help but laugh occasionally, as happy as if he had just finished running. The white air diffused by the hot spring blends into the gentle evening breeze.

He suddenly felt that he might have been really lucky recently. Even though he had fallen from being a participant to the streets of London, he had met such an interesting school girl who was always having a good time and fun.

I just recall her sunny and cheerful smile without any confusion.

‘I want to be a translator in the future’

Fangran lowered his eyes and looked at the ground moving backwards in front of his feet. He couldn't help but look around at the streets of London and felt a little trance-like at this moment.

Speaking of which, this time is actually similar to the one in Tokyo. They were both 'smuggled' into one of the world's largest cities unprepared. But the last time in Shinjuku, Ginza, and Akihabara, it was like traveling to a neighboring town to see where you wanted to go. Just go and have the same Tokyo travel notes,

It didn't give him the same sense of vastness as London.

Obviously they are all the same huge top cities, why?

Without ability, would it be such a big difference to me?

It is not a simple battlefield stage like the national war simulation scene, but a complex giant city. It is not the participants standing on the top and overlooking it, but the ordinary members living inside.

Coming to a more distant world, Fangran found himself lost in a maze in a foreign country.

So I was touched by that girl's sunny and clear smile. Even though I knew I couldn't see the other 'self', I still looked up at the sky over London, thinking about a question I had never thought about before...

"What am I going to be in the future..."

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