Raiders!nonexistent

Chapter 9

In the scorching summer, Sang Ting was blowing on the air conditioner and eating watermelon, feeling extremely comfortable.

"elder brother……"

On the sofa were two opposite sexes who were suspected of being sunstroke-like and comatose. On the coffee table, the watermelon was broken into several pieces and placed in a mess. In the living room, there were intertwined shoe prints...

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the scene like a forest of meat and wine, and Sang Chi couldn't stand it.

"Good noon." Sang Ting pointed at the tea table dripping with watermelon juice with his finger stained with watermelon juice, "Do you want to eat?"

Sang Chi picked up a piece of watermelon, "How did it fall like this?"

"Throw it in."

"Throw..." Sang Chi hesitated whether to put the watermelon down.

"What are you thinking about? It's people who are lost, not it."

Hearing this, Sang Chi glanced at the sofa, it was fine, there was no wound.

"Do you know?"

Sang Chi's obviously relieved appearance aroused Sang Ting's interest.

"Well, that's right." Sang Chi glanced out the window, "Chairman Ye Lan, Chao Shan's classmate in the same grade."

"I used to be a classmate, but when I meet again in the future, I may be a national idol that I can't wait to meet."

"Idol?"? ? ?Sang Chi's head was full of question marks, but he didn't know where to start.

Seeing his younger brother's sluggish side, Sang Ting slowly explained the cause and effect one by one.

"...To put it simply, that's it."

Silence, a long silence, if you don't perish in silence, you will explode in silence.

Sang Chi chose the latter.

"Do you think this is playing a game? I told you that you must maintain a fixed image outside. If you don't do this, you will be arrested and dissected!" Is it? Even if you want to change your image, you will do it subtly. Why can’t you help but destroy the efforts of the previous ten years in just one day? For the sake of quickness..."

"Sangchi," Sang Ting wiped the juice between his fingers with a restaurant paper without haste, "in your opinion, the time of a day is not worth mentioning, and the first ten years of life are not as good as the last few decades. But have you been treated properly for the time you endured? If you can be sure to continue to endure, you will definitely get the future you want? Have you ever thought about..."

Sang Ting picked up a new clean piece of paper, "Once the ideal future doesn't come, your whole life will be spent in people's eyes, can you bear it?"

Sang Chi froze, lowered his head and said nothing, he lost his fighting spirit.

Even so, Sang Ting did not let him go, "Don't you think it's a pity that you can't be yourself for the rest of your life?" Yoyo whispered, more terrifying than the most evil demon.

"That's it!" Ji Mu rubbed his temples and walked towards Sangchi, "Your brother has a second-degree illness, don't worry about it, as an individual, you will be bound by society, everyone is the same, it's fair, because human society That's it."

After roughly enlightening Sang Chi, Jimu pulled Sang Ting's clothes and dragged him to the sofa.

"yesorno?"

Ji Mu pointed to the phone with a black screen, and then pointed to Deng Yan who was still asleep.

"No choice."

"why"

"She's still awake just like you."

"Who said I'm still asleep, I'm obviously more awake than ever." Jimu saw the watermelon, he picked up a piece, walked to the air conditioner and stood still, except for his mouth.

"Why do you faint as soon as you say it?" Sang Ting poked his phone and asked Jimu.

"I just fainted. I didn't say I fainted." Ji Mu gnawed on a watermelon and said inarticulately: "Becoming an actor has always been my dream. I'm so excited, so..."

"It's 100% idol 100%, not 100% actor 100%." ​​Sang Ting discovered the blind spot in Ji Mu's words.

"It doesn't matter what the difference is, as long as it can appear on the screen."

"The definition of an idol is very broad. Anyone with fans can be called an idol. Voice actors, singers, comedians, actors, mathematicians, poets...even yourself, as long as someone worships you, even if there is only one person, you can also be called an idol. Sang Ting drank water and continued: "Actors are different. Its scope is narrower. It is nothing more than screen actors, cross talk actors, voice actors... what kind of actor do you want to be?"

"..." Ji Mu pondered, "I don't know."

"Very good," Sang Ting kept staring at the dumbfounded Sang Chi from the corner of his eyes, "You still have a lot of room for growth, wake up Chao Shan, how about you discuss it with each other?"

"You're so close to her, you're screaming." Ji Mu didn't want to leave the air conditioner at all.

I don't know what's going on in this room, but it's the only place where I can feel a little air-conditioning.

"Sang Chi, brother needs your help~"

Sang Ting's affectionate call relieved Sang Chi's depressed state, and he moved step by step, reluctantly walking in front of Sang Ting.

"Chao Shan is your classmate, isn't it!" Sang Ting was very happy when he saw that the face exactly like his had emotions that would not appear on his face, "You help me wake her up."

"I don't know her well..."

"Everyone starts with a stranger."

Sang Ting stepped aside and pushed Sang Chi forward, and he stood next to Jimu himself, and the two of them became melon-eaters together.

"What's your brother's name?"

"Sangchi."

"Why do you all use words related to water when you lack water in the five elements?"

"I don't know why my parents chose my name like that. The reason why Sangchi is called Sangchi is because I chose it."

During the time when he was restricted by his parents to go out when he was a child, Sang Ting thought in his heart that it would be great if he had a younger brother.That period of time was so long that he set up Sangchi’s name, appearance, MBTI personality, hobbies, world outlook, values, outlook on life, major events in life, transformation points of personality, etc., 360 degrees without dead ends. Well, even down to when to fall in love with someone, when to die, and what to die for.

In the real world, Sangchi is in his thick notebook, but he doesn't know whether the Sangchi in the game world is the one he set up, so he is very curious, yesorno.