Chapter 108 Eyes
After a muffled sound, a flash of light appeared under Ji Jue's hands. Then, a faint vibration emerged from the blade, making an uncontrollable buzzing sound.

Amidst the continuous crackling sounds, cracks appeared on the sword spine that could not bear the weight, and spread all the way to the guard.

Complete collapse!
After suffering thousands of successful or unsuccessful dissociation attacks over the past few days, the long sword, which had already suffered enough, was finally completely tormented. Like a camel that died with its eyes open, it died of humiliation at the last straw.

A ray of dreamlike light slowly rose from the crack and fell into Ji Jue's hands. In an instant, it was absorbed and digested by the ex machina.

"call--"

Ji Jue raised his head comfortably, let out a long breath, and almost burst into tears.

Finally got it, the first bite after coming back from the Rift!
Pure! Authentic! This is the taste!

So cool!
Feeling the countless fragments of scenes coming at him, as well as the torment of pain that seemed to turn into steel, Ji Jue clenched his hands and stretched his ten fingers.

Finally, on this long road of the Ashes, I took another step forward.

Congratulations, congratulations!
However, he was happy for a short time before he saw the progress on his watch again...

After number [1] was filled up, a tiny bit of color finally appeared on number [2], which was so faint that it could not be distinguished without a magnifying glass.

It's not even one percent, you have to count it after the decimal point!
The more homework you do, the less money you earn.

The progress bar gets longer and longer, the abilities get more expensive and the more time you spend on them, but equipment recycling is still so troublesome... Oh no, could I be playing a fake legend?

Ji Jue couldn't hold it in any longer and was overwhelmed with grief.

Life is unbearable, there is no hope at all.

Just like that, exhausted by the lack of spiritual essence and the brutal blow of reality, he floated out of the workshop like a zombie and fell headfirst on the sofa.

Fall asleep.

Until he was woken up by Ye Chun again.

The setting sun outside the window has risen, the light is dim, it is already evening.

Ye Chun, on the other hand, had already changed into a simple black dress, with her hair tied up and her makeup done neatly. She also wore a necklace and bracelet for the first time in a long time, and was carrying a small bag.

"Any plans for tonight?"

She looked at the confused Ji Jue, anticipated his answer, and waved her hand first: "Continue to roll and it won't count."

"No."

"Well, hurry up, pack your things and get ready to go out with me."

Ye Chun waved his hand with a cheerful expression: "Aren't you short of money recently? Let me find you a job. If it works out, you can share the agency fee with me!"

WTF, you got money?!

In an instant, Ji Jue's eyes lit up and opened as wide as bells. All sleepiness disappeared, and he stood up straight from the sofa as if he had come back to life.

Then, Ye Chun's voice was heard: "By the way, do you have formal clothes?"

"Ah this..."

He hesitated for a moment, "Yes, but..."

"Right."

Ye Chun reacted. She had also seen Ji Jue's formal suit. The cuffs were almost untied and the style was just barely fitting. It might be okay to wear it as a background at a graduation ceremony or some other formal occasion, but it would be better not to wear it for such an occasion alone.

She glanced at Ji Jue and finally nodded: "Forget it, just wear this set. You can just change into a plain T-shirt."

"Does it fit?"

"Why not?" She turned and walked upstairs, nonchalantly: "We're not going to a meeting at the House of Lords in Midtown, so why be so serious? Go wash up first and wait for me."

When Ji Jue washed his face, put on some clean clothes and came out of the workshop, Ye Chun had already come downstairs. His hair, which had been tied up, was loose again. After taking off his jewelry, he actually changed into jeans and a T-shirt, but he only put on a sweater on the outside.

From a young lady from a prominent family attending a dinner party, she has once again transformed into a senior school girl strolling leisurely on the street, relaxed and happy, once again close at hand and within reach.

Ji Jue no longer stood out in the background.

He couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"What are you standing there for?"

Ye Chun threw the car keys over: "Do you know how to get to the concert hall?"

"The one in Mingyue Square in Lihua District?"

"Yes, you drive."

Ye Chun walked in front and urged: "It's just right that you've changed your clothes. If you hurry up, you can still have time to eat dinner before the show starts. I'm starving."

"Ten minutes, exactly!"

Ji Jue smiled and waved his hand in assurance.

In fact, six minutes was up.

With the help of the deus ex machina, Ji Jue drove the car at full speed, weaving freely in the traffic jams during rush hour as if he was in an empty space. He left countless drivers with a shadow that they could not catch up with, and then whizzed away amid a chorus of curses.

Not only did he squeeze out time for eating, but he also left time for Ye Chun to touch up her makeup.

Before the performance in the concert hall began, they entered the venue at a leisurely pace.

After Ji Jue sat down, he realized that it was still a private room. However, the performance had already started, but the person who took the initiative to invite him was late because of traffic jam. It was said that he was startled by a car running rampant on the way here, and hit the guardrail, so he had to take a taxi...

In this regard, Ji Jue could only try his best to maintain a pure and innocent expression under Ye Chun's speechless gaze.

He pretended to enjoy the performance on the stage.

According to the booklet sent to him, the performing group was from the famous Imperial Glory Theater, and this was the last stop of their federal tour.

As an internationally renowned group, their performance in Yacheng is very hard to get tickets. Before the tickets were released to the public, they were already sold out by various channels, and even scalpers had no chance to buy them.

The people who came were either rich or noble. Ji Jue looked out from the box and, in addition to a few faces he often saw on TV, he actually discovered a few chosen ones. However, everyone had long been accustomed to each other.

As the curtain opened, a faint melody sounded, and the subtle and low voices disappeared. In the sudden silence, the performance finally began.

The lighting was nice, the music was played beautifully, and the Imperial language was a little difficult to understand, but not difficult.

The fancy dance is really beautiful.

Especially the blonde and blue-eyed big sister in the front, with a hot body and graceful dancing!

Even a country bumpkin like Ji Jue couldn't help but take out his cell phone to take a few photos, and occasionally pretended to shake his head to the music.

Ye Chun was amused by what he saw.

"This is the first time I see you appreciating art so much." She asked, "What do you think?"

"Wonderful."

Ji Jue answered without hesitation: "It's really a happy dance, and the dance is also very beautiful!"

Ye Chun turned his head away, trying hard to hold back his laughter.

Having known each other for so many years, how could she not know Ji Jue? He was obsessed with science and engineering and was terminally ill and beyond help.

He doesn't have any musical talent at all. Not to mention classical musicals, he's not even familiar with modern music. The only things he can sing are a few of the most popular pop songs.

I learned this in advance for the karaoke session in the project team...

"You still need to cultivate more. Look at the big guys in the movies. They always listen to Mozart before they kill or burn people." Ye Chun shook his head and sighed: "If you don't have any artistic appreciation level, how can you survive in the future? If you don't have the style, you've already lost half the battle."

"What's the point of being a craftsman?"

Ji Jue was confused.

Besides, it is not possible that just because you play a piece of music, your opponent will show his neck to you for you to chop, right? If you meet an opponent, can you still raise your hand and say, "Wait a minute, brother, I am very good at playing the cello?"

Sometimes Ye Chun’s train of thought was too bizarre and he just couldn’t understand it.

But seeing how focused she was in appreciating the performance, maybe this dance performance was really amazing?

He clapped along with the crowd and resisted the urge to play with his phone.

Soon, Ye Chun's cell phone was heard vibrating.

"It's finally here." Ye Chun glanced at the screen and said, "I'll introduce someone to you in a while, and then you can talk on your own. After the intermediary is done, I won't get involved in other things."

"Is it a trouble?" Ji Jue noticed her helplessness.

"It's not bad. That guy is just a bit pretentious and likes to be in the spotlight. He's not the difficult type and he's a pretty nice person.

If I have to mention the shortcomings…"

Ye Chun hesitated for a moment and sighed sadly: "I don't really like the way he looks at me."

Ji Jue was stunned for a moment, then became alert.

How could my senior sister care about me so much?
Could it be some kind of lustful evil spirit?

He stood up decisively, changed his seat, and sat next to Ye Chun. Ye Chun was stunned for a moment, and his expression became complicated.

Soon, the door of the box was pushed open, and a fat white man came in panting, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He was wearing a formal suit like the other audience members outside, with a pair of glasses on his round face, and a kind and expectant smile.

"Hey, Xiaochun is here already? I'm so sorry, look at what's happened. Oh my, drivers nowadays don't know how to drive. If I catch him later, I will definitely send him to the driving school to retake the driving test!"

As such, he complained angrily, and after saying hello, he looked at Ji Jue next to him, smiling even brighter: "This is the Mr. Ji that Xiaochun mentioned, right? Oh my, you are so young and promising! Hello, hello!"

He stretched out his hands enthusiastically and solemnly, held Ji Jue's hand, and shook it vigorously, as if he was looking at a savior.

Hand over the business card with both hands.

"My surname is Chen, Chen Yubo, and I usually do some import and export business. If there is a chance, please take care of me, Mr. Ji!"

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, not to mention that Boss Chen was so warm and kind that Ji Jue, who was originally on guard, became a little confused.

Besides, judging from the tone of his conversation with the senior, it didn't seem like there was anything unpleasant going on.

Until he finally sat down, he pulled the sofa and leaned next to Ye Chun, took out his phone, and skillfully shared with her the video of the kitten at home stepping on milk a few days ago. In between, he talked about cosmetics, conditioners and skin care, and then quickly jumped to which CP in the latest TV series was the best.

It was not until now that Ji Jue saw that as his sitting posture changed, the tie was slightly bent, revealing the pink inner side. And even the friendly and bright smile on his face, like a good friend...

And the indescribable helpless look that Ye Chun gave him.

Ji Jue's expression twitched.

Finally, I realized it.

Shit, the way I look at you seems like a sign of mutual respect between gay friends, right?!
　Ah, it's the end of the month, please give me a monthly ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)