Chapter 1029：

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"This picture is so familiar..." Only pointed to a manuscript and said thoughtfully.

The corner of Xiao An's mouth twitched: "Sister...that's you..."

"Ah!" Wei suddenly realized, "I remember! Yan Yan-senpai did this at the firework festival too! At that time, my skewers were scared off the ground!"

Everyone: "..."

The first thing you think of is that your meat skewers off the ground? !

"But why is it me... Wasn't it Xiaoyang's look before?"

Nangong Yan spread out his hands: "Because of your action, the pictures that you pull out are both difficult and easy to recognize."

Huayang looked at the picture again: "It is more difficult than Xiaoyang, and the picture holding the guitar is also very iconic."

Shinhime rolled her eyes: "Simple difficulty makes no difference. Except for Homura, no one else can figure it out."

This is true. Anyone can click a hole with one finger, but a difficult picture can be knocked out in an instant. It is really "the concubine can't do it!"

"It's not just this kind of thing. There are many things that Yu Ting Xi and the others have done, and none of them can be done by normal people." Mio couldn't help but vomit, "Every time I see them compare to the pilot At the time, it was as if I saw a lot of Homura-senpai playing against each other."

The women nodded in sympathy. They thought it was exaggerated and funny before, but Nangong Yan has been refreshing their three views, and now they feel that this is also very everyday!

Well, it's very similar to the daily life around them...

"That's right!" The fairy suddenly remembered something, "I saw it from science students before, that the muscular teacher actually wielded a sword spirit! Can you do it Homura?"

Nangong Yan was speechless for a while: "I don't practice swords, and even if I practice swords, my current strength is at most a gust of wind pressure. It is impossible to cut anything so sharp, not to mention the distance."

The goblin raised his eyebrows: "How do I feel that you have something in your words? What does it mean to be so far apart? Can you do it by being close?"

Nangong Yan thought for a while and said, "If the effect of two levels is weaker, I can do it."

"Two levels weaker? What does that look like?" Not only the fairies, but the others were also a little curious.

"The watermelon splits."

It is a bit weaker to cut the watermelon than Jianqi, but even this is amazing!

What's more... isn't Nangong Yan still strong?

Chapter 0922 Fujiwara Chika: I just don't know if a boy will...

"Where is one level weaker?"

"The watermelon popped."

The fairy raised his eyebrows: "Can it burst, but can't it be cut?"

Nangong Yan spread his hands: "If you can burst it, you can actually cut it with a little effort...but don't forget that the watermelon in the science student was not cut in half."

Emily: "..."

Yes, that watermelon was cut into several pieces with a single knife, which is amazing!

"So...that teacher is too unscientific, right?!" Ying Lili spit out, "Such an unscientific person is actually a teacher of rigorous science students, and the sense of disobedience simply breaks through the sky."

Nangong Yan smiled and said, "Then first explain to me what is going on with the ponytail that can move by itself?"

Ying Lili: "..."

"This is not over, the fun is over! Anyway, the focus of the comics is funny, love and even the science knowledge in it are all adjustments."

"Well, it's easier to say that."

The girls didn't mean to let Nangong Yan perform, anyway, Nangong Yan said they believed it!

Even such a magical cooking can be made. In comparison, that kind of thing is nothing short of it! Nangong Yan didn't need to tease them.

"That..." Kobayashi Kanami raised her hand aloud.

"What's wrong with Xiao Lin-senpai?"

"When I talked about the fireworks show just now, I also remembered something..." Kobayashi Kanami said shyly, because she was not too embarrassed to urge, after all, it had only been five days since that day.

""Myworld, Yourworld" right?" Nangong Yan said directly for her.

Kobayashi Kanami's face turned red, but there was nothing to do!

For a Nangong fan of her level, this song is really important! I really want to hear it!

However, Nangong Yan did not record it, which caused these fans to pick up the song at the Muse's final concert.

Unfortunately, the sound quality is a bit inferior, but it makes these people think more about this song!

"Well, since that's all, I'll take it out." Nangong Yan took out his mobile phone with a chuckle, and operated.

"There are these songs in the music area of ​​different dimensions, as well as in our chat group."

These?

The girls' eyes are bright again! They took out their phones to check them.

""Past Life", "Myworld, Yourworld", "aLIEz"...you really took out everything you sang!" Nicole touched her nose, "but I like it!"

Nangong Yan shrugged: "One by one is so appetizing, there are not many in total."

"What's the rest?" Kobayashi Kanami discovered that there were also music called "LuvLetter" and "FlowerDance".

"Love letter, and... Huawu?" After speaking, a pair of curiosity eyes looked at Nangong Yan.

"I know the love letter!" Honoka raised her hand impatiently, "We couldn't sleep the day before the concert, so Yanjun asked us to use this music to help us sleep!"

Kobayashi Kanami's eyes are brighter than before: "How nice is it?"

She doesn't ask if it sounds good or not, but asks directly how nice it sounds!

"It's a very gentle and beautiful melody anyway!" Honoka could only say that. "It's just that this is pure music, and Yanjun doesn't sing."

That's okay, pure music has the beauty of pure music.

"I know this flower dance, my sister, and the Hino. It was played by Homura when he was teaching Hino to play the piano." Miharu also said about the other song. "It's also pure music. "

The girls were more or less interested. Compared with those songs, they rarely listened to these two pure music, and they all became curious about what they hadn't heard.

Kobayashi Kanami couldn't wait, so she played "LuvLetter" and started listening on the spot.