When I Bind the Plot Maintenance System

Chapter 56:

During the conversation just now, Zhu Fu Kongliang had already finished eating the puff pastry in his hand. He clapped the scraps on his hand and set his eyes on Nozaki Umetaro: “Aren’t you going to chase?”

“Ah… Sakura has already passed.” Nozaki Umetaro paused for a while, and then added a serious sentence: “And I feel that I stay, as if I can see something interesting.”

I don’t know if it has something to do with the habit of cartoonists. Nozaki Umetaro is a gossip person who doesn’t take it too seriously (he doesn’t have this awareness himself).

Zhu Fukong nodded his head, and then his eyes were placed on the Ferris wheel in the background.

According to his conjecture – which has now been basically verified – the original trend, Matsuda Jinhei should be sacrificed on the Ferris wheel three years later.

At least that’s what it said on the news of the beastized world next door.

Although it feels like it shouldn’t happen, but I always feel that this face and the Ferris wheel are placed together, making people feel that something is not right?

Zhu Fukongliang’s mind flashed through the news video he saw when he was searching for news in the world next door. The host who broadcasted the news had a serious face, and in the corner of the video was a photo of the police officer’s ID card.

At the same time, there are related news in the newspapers, because the incident is quite big, and the reporters are also very concerned about it.

Although not his friend, but this person is also the same period of his brother. Zhu Fukongliang thought about it, and decided to remind him.

However, I recalled Xiao Zhenping’s character – after all, they were all the same person. If he said these words inexplicably, he always felt that it would cause the other party’s rebellious psychology.

How can I say better? Zhu Fukongliang thought seriously for two seconds, then glanced at the Yushou hanging on his bag, and suddenly had an idea.

If reality was an animation, a light bulb should have materialized on his head at this moment.

“Songtian.” Zhu Fukongliang shouted.

Matsuda Jinping didn’t care much about the fact that his younger brother called his surname instead of adding an honorific such as “Sir” at the end. He clicked his tongue and looked a little impatient: “What’s the matter?”

“I’ll find someone to help you figure it out, you’re not suitable for dating, you’d better be single for a lifetime.” Zhu Fukongliang said with a serious face.

As long as you stay single, you probably won’t have the chance to come to the Ferris wheel of the Holy Land of Love. As for work… Zhu Fukongliang thought for a while and added, “You’re in conflict with the amusement park, so it’s best not to appear here.”

Matsuda Jinping: “…”

Matsuda Jinping: “???”

The curly-haired police officer looked inexplicable, and finally only uttered a tone that did not know the meaning: “Huh?”

Nozaki Umetaro looked at Zhufu Kongliang: “Zhufu, when did you become interested in this? What is the specific situation, can you tell me about it?”

“Similar to a shrine lottery?” Zhu Fukongliang replied.

Nozaki Umetaro took the notes he did not know from which other dimension, like a good student who was eager to learn: “Can you be specific? What do you know about this aspect?”

“Xigu brought tarot cards, you can ask her to help you calculate next week.”

Recently, love fortune-telling such as tarot has suddenly become popular in the class. Nozaki Umetaro is not in the classroom during recess, so he didn’t notice it.

Watching the two high school students who were chatting happily leaving side by side, the question mark on Matsuda Jinping’s head turned into an exclamation mark at this moment.

At this time, Kenji Hagihara also came over: “Is that Sora? What were you talking about just now, I seem to have heard a topic of love – and, did you see the suspicious person who just reported it?”

“It’s that kid’s classmate.” Matsuda Jinping explained first, and then said in a stunned tone: “So he doesn’t like me, right? And he still doesn’t like my face.”

This topic jumped too fast, and Hagihara Kenji almost didn’t respond: “What?”

“Do you know what that kid said just now?” Matsuda Jinping twitched the corners of his mouth. When he was about to say it, he realized what he really said. A certain young tamer who loves to join in the fun will definitely take this piece It was a joke and laughed at him for two months.

Looking at those purple eyes that suddenly flashed with interest, Matsuda Jinping resolutely shut up: “Okay, go back.”

Hagihara Kenji: “Eh—Is it too much to say halfway through?”

Matsuda Jinping held the phone and lowered his head to ignore him. He tapped the phone with his nimble fingers and sent a text message.

So Zhu Fu Jingguang, who received Matsuda Jinping’s text message for the second time, looked at the words “Your brother is really troublesome. ], tilted his head in doubt, and said to himself, “Is the relationship between Matsuda and Kongliang so good?”

On the other side, Matsuda Jinpei, who had finished sending the text message, asked Hagihara Kenji on the way back to the Metropolitan Police Department, “How likely is it that that kid is jealous of my face?”

“You mean Sora?” Hagihara Kenji looked at his friend with a surprised look: “When did you become so narcissistic, Xiaojinping.”

Matsuda Jinping rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses and said, “Isn’t that what you’ve been talking about all day?”

“Haha, I’m telling the truth.” Hagihara Kenji put his arm on Matsuda Jinhei’s shoulder: “So why did you say this suddenly?”

“I just think, he seems to like my face… but he seems to hate it?”

“…Please listen to what you said.” Hagihara Kenji smiled and said, “What do you like and hate?”

“…Is the tone of his speech similar to yours?” There is clearly an age gap, but it is subtle and has a certain familiarity, as if it is a communication between bad friends.

In reality, however, they didn’t even meet an hour together.

And whether it is Matsuda Jinping or Zhufukong Ryo, they are not familiar with each other – it is almost the same if this role is replaced by Hagihara Kenji.

Hagihara Kenji thought for a while: “Maybe he likes you very much?”

Matsuda Jinping: “…”

Matsuda Jinping: “Are you serious?”

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“Seriously.” Zhu Fukongliang said: “I hope Xiao Zhenping will not go to the amusement park in the future, no matter what the reason.”

Matsuda Jinping looked a little confused: “…I don’t seem to be going much in the first place, right?”

Zhu Fukongliang further refined the conditions: “It doesn’t matter if you go to the amusement park, but you can’t go to the Ferris wheel.”

Hagihara Kenji took a sip of the juice while biting the straw, and said vaguely, “It doesn’t matter if Matsuda agreed to this, but why did you say this suddenly?”

“Because I have the ability to predict the future.” Zhu Fukong Liang said: “I predicted that Xiao Zhenping would have an accident on the Ferris wheel, so I told you in advance.”

The corner of Matsuda Jinping’s mouth twitched: “Hagi, come to stab this prophet.”

“Okay!” Hagihara Kenji slashed a fork in the air in front of Zhufu Kongliang with his knife: “The self-destructing prophet is going to be killed by a werewolf!”

Zhu Fu Jingguang said with a smile: “Then I am a witch and choose to save the prophet.”

“So Matsuda and Hagihara are werewolves, Kong Ryo is a prophet, Hiro, you are a witch, then I’m an ordinary villager, I’ll go to Matsuda.” Fukutani also took advantage of the situation to speak.

“Hey! You just look at me upset!” Matsuda Jinping instantly frowned.

And Zhu Fu Jingguang said, “I also cast Songtian.”

Zhu Fukongliang raised his hand: “Songtian.”

Hagihara Kenji sighed sadly: “Okay, Xiaozhen Ping is out-”

Matsuda Jinping immediately got stuck on Hagihara Kenji’s neck: “Then I’ll take one with me when I die!”

Zhu Fukongliang clasped his hands together: “The werewolf camp kills each other, so the good people camp wins.”

“Then—the loser goes to wash the dishes.”

Matsuda Jinhei and Hagihara Kenji’s actions of hurting each other suddenly got stuck: “You didn’t say it in advance, did you?!”

“Kongliang – you’re not fair!”

“You guys are embarrassed!”

“A raccoon dog on a hill!”

“Together!”

“Smells congruent!”

“Fox friends and dog friends!”

“Wow wow wow!”

“@#￥%!” Matsuda Jinping looked at Hagihara Kenji in shock: “What are you doing!”

“I can’t think of the words~” Hagihara Kenji drank the drink in his glass, just like those social animals drinking cold beer: “But I’m not convinced! Do it again!”

Zhu Fu Kongliang didn’t refuse either, he nodded and said, “Throwing a small array of peace and Hagihara raised his hand to wash the dishes.”

In an instant, except for the two people whose names were reported, all raised their hands.

“Vote,” Zhu Fu Jingguang’s cat’s eye curved: “Is it a very fair method?”

“Yeah, I’ve cooperated with you for a fair vote, what else do you want?” Jiang Guling raised his chin and held his hands, his face full of arrogance that made the other two teeth tickle.

Zhu Fukong nodded his head: “That’s it.”

Hagihara Kenji and Matsuda Jinping were choked, and Hagihara Kenji suddenly remembered their conversation when they first met Zhu Fukong Ryo: “So Xiaokong Ryo, did you forget us when you had Hiro?”

Seeing Kenji Hagihara who suddenly had the desire to perform, Matsuda Jinping shook his shoulders with a chill, and decided to leave him alone and go to the kitchen.

After a few people get to know each other, they occasionally get together to play together on weekends, but because the schools and residences on both sides are far away, there are not many opportunities.

Zhu Fukongliang looked at Matsuda Jinping’s back, stood up and followed. Matsuda Jinping was quite skilled in holding the bowl, he didn’t even look behind him, and said casually, “Didn’t I wash it? What are you doing here? ”

“Just wanted to tell you again, I wasn’t joking just now.” Zhu Fukongliang leaned aside and said, “Don’t go to the Ferris wheel, even if it’s work.”

“…What kind of job? We seem to be high school students now.” Matsuda Jinping was a little speechless, but he still responded in a seemingly casual tone: “Understood, I promise you, I won’t go, okay?”

“Well.” Zhu Fukong nodded his head: “If you default, I don’t like you anymore.”

“Tsk.” Matsuda Jinping turned his back to Zhu Fukongliang, and looked at the pile of dirty dishes in front of him: “Who wants you to like it?”

Hagihara Kenji, who was playing tricks in the living room just now, came over at some point: “Hmm? Are you confessing behind my back again? It’s too cunning—”

“I also like Kojinpei a lot, don’t you?” Hagihara Kenji said loudly.

Matsuda Jinping squeezed the plate in his hand, and smashed the water-soaked rag on Hagihara Kenji’s face: “Get over here and wash the dishes!”

Hagihara Kenji took off the rag on his face: “Ah, I’m shy, Xiaojinping.”

Zhu Fu Kongliang also repeated: “I’m shy, Xiao Zhenping.”

Matsuda Jinping: “…”

Matsuda Jinping: “You two, shut up for me!”