MTL - Conan’s World Stand-in-Chapter 27 Variation of the world

"Zheng, divination or something... How can you believe..."

"I don't believe in science, and I don't believe in metaphysics, so what do you believe in? You make it difficult for me. But..." Guan Dounan didn't give Yuedong Linghua a chance to refute, and sighed and continued, "Then listen first. Listen to what I have to say, right?"

"In your elementary school... um, it should be winter, making ice sculptures with friends? Someone suggested that everyone make a big castle together."

"At that time, you were responsible for the top roof, because after all, it was a child, so you wanted to carve a princess out of the window of the spire. But just a light knock, the entire ice sculpture shattered directly. "

"'It's all your fault' 'We did everything well before' 'Everything would be perfect without you'. The children probably don't have anything else on their minds, they just unknowingly spread out that they are pure and innocent. It's naive and malicious."

The words that came out of Guan Dounan's mouth made Yuedong Linghua's body tremble slightly, as if thinking of some unwilling memory.

"Because the people around me don't want to take responsibility, they blame the bullies for their mistakes. Or there is no reason at all, just the maliciousness that comes out because they want to vent their malice."

"Actually, the kid who proposed to be a big castle at the beginning didn't do it well because he was too eager to express himself. He used too many knives on the 'Royal Palace' of the castle, making the whole ice sculpture unsustainable. Stabilize." Guan Dounan stretched out his finger and lightly tapped Yuedong Linghua's forehead, "No matter who it is, as long as it takes so little strength, even if someone walks a little longer, it is enough to crack the statue. So it has nothing to do with you at all."

"Not only friends of the same age, even your parents took you to apologize to others because of this incident, but they didn't take care of your feelings, so your 'guilt' aggravated again, thus forming a shadow..."

"From an adult's point of view, this is a very small thing, and they will only think that it is your lack of 'acceptability' and that it is too 'delicate'. But that is a child, and there is no such thing as Little children who have seen something, like princesses, the weight of a pea is enough to leave a mark in their hearts."

"…"

"This is what I saw through my psychic divination. So, if you believe in metaphysics, my divination results are that we are all normal...at least not that inexplicable unfortunate constitution."

"If you believe in science, it's even simpler. Luck or misfortune is just a matter of probability. The whole thing is your psychological effect." Guan Dounan returned to the topic again, "But if what you believe is a lie, it's someone else's. Malicious, it will only be immersed in this vicious circle of powerlessness forever."

"So, try to come out and stop blaming yourself."

"…"

If you want to convince others, in addition to your eloquence and the things you say are believable enough, the image of the speaker often plays a role. Maybe this effect is usually insignificant, but if the person's appearance reaches the point of great success, sometimes it can even influence the whole situation.

Imagine Liu Yifei or Peng Yuyan saying to you with sincerity, "I'm optimistic about you, let's learn to cook with me"...

Well, that's what it means anyway.

"It turns out that I have been..." Yuedong Linghua lowered her head, her shoulders twitched, as if she was crying, but her voice was full of joy.

"Well, should I say this now: I can get to know each other again now." Guan Dounan stretched out his hand forward.

"Guan Dounan is a metaphysical fortune-teller with no unfortunate physique."

"...Pfft, do you think you are the hero of the TV series?" Yuedong Linghua looked at Guan Dounan's outstretched hand, stared at it for a long time, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Ah? Generally speaking, the performance of 'reading the air' at this time should not be a ritual action that represents the restart of life..."

Many of the Japanese dramas I watch are played like this, and when I stretch out my hand, there should be background music such as "lemon" and "white sun"... Guan Dounan complained in his heart.

After all, this is neon, and he thought it would be better to use neon's usual way to ease the atmosphere. Who knew they would be laughed at...

However, when I was in love for the first time, I also learned a lot of so-called "routines" from TV. Facts have proved that there is a gap between film and television works and reality, even if it is like a neon in the middle school, even if the ability here is more than Japanese dramas. What kind of anime world...

"You watch too much TV, no one actually acts like that in reality." Yuedong Linghua's smile seemed to be even brighter this time, and there was no hidden sadness, "If you like acting so much, why not? Going to try to be an actor? With your looks and your love of acting, maybe we can have another big star in high school."

"Forgive me, it's already hard for me to just show the air in my life."

Guan Dounan sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"However, given what you said at the beginning, it's pretty good." Yuedong Linghua put her hands behind her back, turned around and turned her head to look at Guan Dounan, "Can I treat you to a drink, cola or juice?"

"Then I'm welcome. In fact, I'm very interested in those new drinks that I haven't tried." This is the truth. Guan Dounan has always had a dream of becoming a beverage review blogger, until one day he sadly found that he even Can't tell the difference between Pepsi and Delicious.

…

"Kamen Rider, transform! Today is January 18th, Sunday, seven o'clock in the morning. Kamen Rider, transform! Today is January..."

"Snapped!"

Guan Dounan slapped the watch that was full of plastic and looked a little big, and lifted his head from the pillow.

Because the time is too late and there is no time to choose carefully, the only watches that can be found in a short period of time that have both the date and time dual broadcast and set the alarm clock are only such special shooting peripherals. Fortunately, the sleeves are long enough that no one else can see it under normal circumstances.

"January 18th, exactly one week after January 11th. Is it a coincidence? Or is it a certain pattern?"

Sleepy-eyed, he struggled to get up from the bed. Yesterday, he stayed up for a while to see if this thing would suddenly change the date at 0:00. The result was not verified. The date broadcast by the alarm clock was still December 13 the day before. That is, the date change is after zero and before seven.

Although it seems that knowing the change time of this date is useless, you have to try it. What if this is the last piece of the puzzle to satisfy the ability of [Reflection]?

"Today's schedule... oh yes, karate competition. Stop by and see, after all, we are friends..."

After getting up and taking a shower, it was still early for the afternoon game. Guan Dounan decided to use this time to read the book he bought yesterday, to understand how different this world is from the world before him.

Although from the perspective of pure literature, it seems that the gap between the two worlds is not big. Brother Xun's works are still the same, and other famous and unknown contemporary writers Guan Dounan don't know much. The only neon contemporary writer he has ever heard of is Haruki Murakami, and the bookstore also happens to have this book, but he has never read it before, so he can't see if there is any difference between the two.

"Only what you read in this book "Five Minutes to Learn about World History", at least from the ancient times to the modern world wars, there is no problem. If there is a problem, it has been unclear since the last world. The relationship between God and God, but even in the original world was chaotic."

"The big figures and events that affect the trend of the world have basically not changed, but the changes in the field of entertainment have been relatively large..." Guan Dounan took the "Selected Works of Chinese Literature" and "Entertainment Times" that he bought easily. The former is a literary book and the latter It is a gossip magazine, and nearly one-third of the authors and works in the literature category have never been heard of. In the gossip magazines, he didn't even find a star he knew.

Even the Kimura-surnamed artist who had done the same hairstyle before was named Shoga, not Takuya.

"Of course, it may also be that I am unfamiliar with the neon entertainment industry at the end of the decade. But the changes in the ACG field are indeed great."

"First of all, of course, there is no "Detective Conan", no "Magic Fight", and no Gosho Aoyama. Other works are also lacking, no JOJO, no Kamen Rider, no Ultraman, but there is a Masked Superman, I even bought a watch." Guan Dounan looked at the Masked Superman watch on his wrist and couldn't help lengthening his sleeves a bit.

"Can I be a copywriter... Forget it, I don't know how to draw comics, and the light novel craze will take several years to rise."

After reading the book, the time is basically at the restaurant at noon. Taking a look at the kitchen, which usually only uses a microwave oven, Guan Dounan decided...let's go out to eat.

It's not that he doesn't know how to cook. He also learned to cook a lot of home-cooked dishes in the few years he lived alone after graduation. But firstly, there are no ingredients in the refrigerator of this house. Second, he can only cook Chinese cuisine. I don't know if Guan Dounan, a former high school student, can do it. ~ In fact, the main reason is laziness.

Randomly found a ramen shop and ate a bowl of ramen that was a bit salty for him. Guan Dounan came to the Tokyo Gymnasium, ready to cheer for Xiaolan's game.

The karate competition this time is part of the All-Neon High School Comprehensive Sports Competition. It is a national event, so there are still many people who come to participate. It's just that after all, it's a fighting sport like karate, and it's a duel between high school students, so there are many players participating, but not many spectators. Only less than half of the auditorium in the huge Tokyo Gymnasium was seated, which looked sparse.

Xiaolan's game has not officially started yet. Guan Dounan found a corner where there were not many people and sat down. In order to avoid causing trouble, he also put on the cheap sunglasses bought in the small department store today, trying to make himself look less Conspicuous.

But it doesn't seem to be very effective. The female audience sitting around him like playing minesweeper for a whole circle makes him feel like he is surrounded by hunters.

Fortunately, this is a public place after all, and the unique shame culture of neon makes these female audiences take into account their own image, so they didn't come to chat directly...

If the genders are swapped, the scene is estimated to be unbearable. Guan Dounan thought so.

The contestants entered the arena one after another and the preparations were completed, and the audience was almost there. Guan Dounan also saw Sonoko Suzuki, whom he had seen yesterday, in the auditorium not far away. The uncle with a mustache beside her should be Xiaolan's father, and now he is still a confused detective, Kogoro Maori, who wears glasses next to her. The woman is Kogoro's wife, what's her name?

Let's say hi when it's over...

"All neon high school comprehensive sports competition, karate competition, girls' sophomore competition, start now!"