When I Bind the Plot Maintenance System

Chapter 7:

“Zhufu, Soryu?” Hagihara Kenji’s eyes lit up: “Sounds so cute! Can I call you Lucky-chan? Aki-chan can too!”

The pronunciation of Japanese names can be customized. In short, you can choose the Chinese characters you like, and then choose a pronunciation you like.

It is quite rare to be pronounced as the sound of “hiro”, just like the scenery of various scenes.

Zhufu Kongliang is Kongliang, and the pronunciation of the name is also very interesting. The “sora” representing the sky and the “aki” representing the brightness can be read together, and it is easy to read the two “a” in the middle, and you will becomes the syllable of “solucky”.

This is also the reason why Hagihara Kenji said this nickname.

Matsuda Jinping looked a little disgusted: “lucky or something, sounds like a girl too?”

And Zhu Fukongliang also refused this title. He patted the sand on his head and calmly refused: “No.”

“Okay then—then I can only call you Xiaokong Ryo.” Hagihara Kenji pouted aggrievedly, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances.

Matsuda Jinping reacted with hindsight, and this guy skipped the “Zhufu” that should have been shouted, and jumped directly to the progress of the name.

In Japan, only people who are close to each other will call by their first names. The relationship is not so good, and they often only call their surnames.

Seeing that Zhu Fukongliang didn’t seem to react, Matsuda Zhenping’s pupils were shaken, and he suddenly realized how he had been coaxed by him at the time, and then he was called “Xiao Zhenping”.

…I always feel that I absolutely cannot become an enemy with this person.

“By the way, Xiao Zhenping, will you come to my car repair shop in the future?”

Not only that, but you have to be friends! Matsuda Jinping’s eyes lit up, and he said decisively, “Go!”

“Depot?” Zhu Fukongliang asked in confusion.

Hagihara Kenji replied with a smile: “My family owns a car repair shop. Xiaojinping seems to be very interested in these… By the way, although you should already know it, let me introduce myself!”

“My name is Hagihara Kenji! His words—” Hagihara Kenji blinked his big bright eyes: “Xiaozhenping?”

“Don’t call me that!” Matsuda Jinping turned away with a stinky expression: “Matsuda Jinping, call me Matsuda.”

Zhu Fukong Liang understood, and said, “Xiao Zhenping.”

Matsuda Jinping: “…Hello!”

Zhu Fukongliang was even more certain: “Xiaozhenping.”

Hagihara Kenji held his face in both hands, watching the quarrel—well, unilaterally arguing—the two laughed even more happily.

He originally thought that the child was a very cold person, but he didn’t expect the unexpectedly interesting look.

He didn’t know that he had received the bonus of being an NPC – even if he knew, Hagihara Kenji wouldn’t mind this, he just looked at the time and suddenly “Ah!”

“Oops! This is the point! Mom and Dad will be worried!” Hagihara Kenji looked at the sun that was about to go down, and said to Zhu Fukong Ryo: “I’m going back first! Let’s play together tomorrow!”

Matsuda Jinping also followed, but before leaving the small park, he still shouted to Zhu Fukongliang: “You also go home early!”

After saying this, Matsuda Jinhei held back for a while, and when Hagihara Kenji urged him, he reluctantly said, “…Zhufu!”

Watching the two leave, Zhu Fukongliang patted the sand he hadn’t slapped off and sat on the swing again.

Until now, the system has not given him any hints.

And… play together tomorrow? Zhu Fu Kongliang sat on the swing, shook his legs, and lowered his eyes.

This was the first time he did nothing, the system did not provide any tasks, and sent him back to his own world.

Zhu Fukongliang sat up from the bed, climbed down from the bed, opened the curtains, and looked at the rising sun outside.

At this moment, there was a knock at the door: “Kongliang? Are you up yet?”

“Yeah.” Zhu Fukongliang stepped on the furry slippers and opened the door with a bang. It was his brother.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and said, “Don’t Kong Liang want to go to the library? Will my brother take you there in the afternoon?”

Zhu Fukong nodded brightly, but Zhu Fu Jingguang met Zhu Fukong’s bright eyes: “Are you very happy? To my brother taking you to the library.”

Zhu Fukongliang blinked his eyes suspiciously, and Zhufu Jingguang rubbed Zhu Fukongliang’s head naturally: “Because Kongliang looks very happy now.”

“Well… Mom has already made breakfast, so she will come down after washing her face and brushing her teeth?” Zhu Fu Jingguang didn’t ask too much, he waved his hand with a smile, and went downstairs directly.

The daily life of Zhu Fu’s house is extremely simple. After Zhu Fu Jingguang finished his morning class, he came back at about 1 o’clock in the afternoon, picked up Zhu Fu Kongliang, and walked towards the library.

Zhu Fukongliang held his brother’s hand and did not object to the fact of walking outside. After being silent for half the time, Zhu Fukongliang suddenly raised his head and asked his brother, “If someone said, ‘We will play together tomorrow’ ‘, Will my brother go?”

“Huh?” Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little surprised, he lowered his head to meet his brother’s eyes, and thought for two seconds: “I will go.”

“Because ‘playing with him tomorrow’ is an invitation in itself, and since the other party has said this invitation, they will definitely look forward to tomorrow. Even if I can’t play with him tomorrow, I have to explain it to him. Just do it.”

Zhu Fu Jingguang explained: “It’s like when my brother doesn’t go home for dinner, he will call his mother and say that I won’t come back, and I don’t need to do my share.”

“If I don’t say it, won’t my mother make more because I don’t know.”

This is the simplest truth.

Seeing his brother nodding, Zhu Fu Jingguang asked curiously, “Did someone invite Kong Liang to play together?”

“It’s not a person.” Zhu Fukongliang replied calmly: “It’s the NPC of the game.”

Zhu Fu Jingguang: “…Ahaha.”

That’s what he said, but he understood what his brother said. In other words, even if he wanted to refuse, he had to refuse on the spot.

Speaking of this – “In the game, if there is no quest, what will my brother do?”

“Games?” Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed that his younger brother seemed to really like games recently, and said, “After clearing the daily tasks, you can do what you want to do.”

“For example, go to the map you want to go to, take screenshots, chat with people, etc.?” Zhu Fu Jingguang rolled his eyes: “The task is not necessary, even if it is not completed, it doesn’t matter, it’s just the lack of the day’s reward. ”

“The essence of the game is to have fun, everyone has different ways to play, and if it’s just doing tasks… it’s actually quite boring.” After commenting, Zhu Fu Jingguang asked curiously: “So Kong Liang is now there Do you play games?”

“Um.”

“Then can you tell my brother what game it is?” Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and guided: “Maybe my brother has played it too.”

Zhu Fukongliang did not answer, but pointed to the library in front of him: “It’s here.”

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned for a moment and could only ignore this topic for a while.

Zhu Fu Kongliang is not picky about books, he will read anything given to him, lest Kongliang just pick up a book that is closest to him when he enters the door. Zhu Fu Jingguang has done his homework in advance and has selected a few more interesting He himself had read books that were no problem and gave them to Zhu Fukongliang.

Zhu Fu Jingguang sat opposite his younger brother. After seeing half of it, he looked up at his younger brother who was reading carefully, and the corner of his mouth tickled.

Although he was diagnosed with autism in the past, all the symptoms before the age of three were consistent with the symptoms of autism, but after the age of three, Kong Liang seemed to be just a slightly dull child in other places, except that he liked to stare in one direction. .

The only thing he is worried about now is that Kong Liang has no friends and will not take the initiative to contact anyone other than his family.

But it seems… as if there is no need to worry so much? Zhu Fu Jingguang watched his younger brother turn the book seriously, and the blue cat’s eyes curved into a beautiful arc.

When I was reading, time seemed to pass quickly, and the daily suspension of school was regular enough. Zhu Fukongliang returned to his room at one o’clock, covered the quilt and closed his eyes.

This time, he appeared again in that familiar little park.

Zhu Fu Kongliang glanced at the sky, and it looked like it was a little earlier than yesterday. He sat on the swing and waited for a while, and saw the picture of Hagihara Kenji pulling Matsuda Jinping running over.

Hagihara Kenji saw him at a glance, and said in surprise, “That’s great! I almost thought you wouldn’t come today!”

“Because you invited.” Zhu Fukongliang answered while sitting on the swing.

Matsuda Jinping nodded at him awkwardly, even if he had said hello.

From this day on, this abandoned small park seems to have become their secret base.

Under the invitation of the phrase “playing together tomorrow” that is repeated every day, Zhu Fukongliang also appears in the same place every day on time.

On this day, Hagihara Kenji smiled and said goodbye again, and rushed home before dark.

Chisou Hagihara sat on the sofa at home and glanced at him: “You seem to be coming back very late lately, Kenji.”

Hagihara Kenji replied obediently, “Because I met new friends!”

“That kid from the Matsuda house next door?” Chisou Hagihara sat on the sofa and swung his legs: “You seem to like him quite a bit.”

“It’s not just Xiao Zhenping, but also Xiaokong Ryo!” Hagihara Kenji happily introduced to his sister: “His name is Zhu Fukong Ryo, he is a very cute child—”

“Aren’t you a child yourself?” Hagihara Chisushi, who is also only two years older than his younger brother and is currently in middle school, complained and tilted his head in confusion: “But is there a family named Zhufu near us?”

Qiansu Hagihara asked the passing mother, “Mom, is there anyone with the surname Zhufu nearby?”

Hagihara’s mother replied: “Huh? I don’t remember, what’s wrong?”

The schoolbag that Hagihara Ken was holding fell to the ground.

Hagihara Qiansu got the answer, and when she heard the movement, she turned her head to look at her brother, and asked in surprise and worry, “Kenji? Why is your face so white! Are you uncomfortable?!”

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The author has something to say:

hagi: Small formation flat! Have we made a ghost friend?