Get Lost! I Don’t Have a Traitorous Disciple Like You

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But after getting on the trumpet, Qin Chuan really couldn't help but have the illusion of returning to half a year ago.

It was as if nothing had changed, except that his shy, old-fashioned master had become a little quieter.

Qin Chuan boarded the trumpet every day, leaving the tuba aside, and the guild under the tuba naturally fell into a state of no owner.

Although this has always been the case before, this time the situation is completely different from the past.

In the past, although Wang Chuan seldom appeared, at least the members could still receive a system notification that their own president was online every day. If you are lucky, you may even meet your own guild leader in the guild.

But these few days, Wang Chuan seems to have completely disappeared. Not showing up, not going online, Wang Chuan's name was grayed out in the guild list all day long, and it never lit up again. Completely disappeared.

The members of Rashomon did not dare to think about a possibility.

The president disappeared, and the unfortunate one was Nanao, the vice president of Rashomon.

Member a: "Isn't the president really not playing? Why did the president suddenly disappear, the vice president should know something?"

Nanao: "No, I don't know anything..."

Member b: "Could there be something wrong with the president? Ahhh, the vice president should have the president's cell phone number. Call to see what happened."

Nanao: "No, I don't have Wang Chuan's number..."

Member c: "What should the vice president do now qaq, huh, who else can be the president of Rashomon other than the president?"

Nanao: "I don't know what to do..."

Nanao, who was forced by the members to ask about Wang Chuan's whereabouts every day, felt a little bit broken. Thinking of her cousin who also started playing this game recently, she simply played 'Disappear' and brought her cousin to upgrade.

My cousin hadn’t played for a few days and had already reached level 60, but because the weapon level was too low and her strength was not strong, she couldn’t beat the old butler who was guarding outside the Taurus Martial Arts Center, so the main quest was still stuck at the level 55 Taurus Martial Arts Hall.

Haruhi Ningling had long heard that her cousin was also playing this game, but she never liked to trouble people, so she didn't go to him, but did the task silently.

Although she doesn't like to trouble people, if she takes the initiative to come to help her, it's not necessarily the case.

On their way to the mission point Jinniu Wuguan together, 'Zheng Cha' met Wang Chuan.

To be precise, it should be Wang Chuan's trumpet.

Most of the guild knew about the existence of Wangchuan trumpet. In fact, during the period when Wangchuan disappeared, there were still people who speculated whether Wangchuan went to play trumpet. No way to know.

Nanao almost burst into tears the moment he saw Wang Chuan's trumpet.

Nanao stepped forward and said excitedly: "President, you haven't been online for a few days, we all thought you stopped playing!"

Wang Chuan raised his eyebrows, "Really."

After a while, Nanao came back to his senses from the excitement, and caught a glimpse of Wang Chuan standing there as if waiting for someone, and couldn't help but wonder: "What is the president doing here?"

Forgetting Chuan briefly said, "Wait others."

wait? Nanao suddenly became more puzzled, and at the same time a little surprised.

After all, Nanao can't think of anyone in this game who dares to make their president wait.

Nanao thought about it for a while, but still couldn't think of who it was, so he couldn't help but ask Wang Chuan directly, "...Who is the president waiting for?"

When Wang Chuan thought of his lovely master who had an indifferent face but couldn't bear to kiss him, he couldn't help but smiled slightly, and then quietly replied: "Wait for your lady of the president."

Wang Chuan's smile was full of spring, and the corners of his slightly raised eyes were full of temptation. Nanao opened his mouth in disbelief when he saw Wang Chuan who seemed to be in love.

So Nanao was even more curious now.

However, because he asked too many questions before, Nanao didn't dare to ask who it was, but turned around and asked, "Does Madam President have a guild? If not, you can join the guild. We can work together in the future.”

As long as you join the guild, are you afraid of not knowing who it is?

Unexpectedly, the corner of Qin Chuan's mouth rose slightly, and he replied casually, "Don't worry about this, he is already in the guild."

...

Wangchuan's trumpet has been in a state of no guild, and he had been invited once before, but because Xue Chong was also in a state of no guild at the time, and because Wangchuan didn't want to reveal his identity, he refused.

Wang Chuan's trumpet doesn't enter the guild, and they don't have any friends. If Wang Chuan disappears without a word like this time to play the trumpet, the entire guild will be frightened.

But Nanao, who was completely shocked by Wang Chuan's answer...forgot.

Nanao finished the task with his cousin, and then returned to the guild with a confused look, telling the members that Wang Chuan had not disappeared, but after playing the trumpet, he began to think about who was in the guild.

Nanao summoned the guild list, stood in front of the blue light screen, and stretched out his hand to carefully read the female players in the guild list over and over again.

Meow? impossible.

A piece of paper pale? impossible.

In the scum? impossible.

Nanao's fingers slid across the blue light-screen interface, and he flipped through the female players in the guild list three times, but still felt that no one would be the president's wife that Wang Chuan spoke of.

Who is the president's wife in Wang Chuan's mouth?

That night, Nanao had a rare insomnia.

...

In the Mentor and Apprentice column in the friend list, the name of Master Endless Night is always grayed out. Qin Chuan waited until one o'clock in the morning that night, but did not wait for Xue Chong to go online.

Qin Chuan, who finally knew that Xue Chong might not be in the game today, quit the game.

In the huge bedroom, the lights were not turned on, it was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The only bright spot is the display screen in front of Qinchuan's computer. The display screen is empty, only a few systems come with software, and the icon of [Apocalypse].

Qin Chuan sat in front of the computer without moving, as if thinking about something. The dazzling light of the computer screen reflected on his face, making his handsome face as if plated with a layer of divine light.

Qin Chuan's fair and slender fingers tapped on the cold tabletop, and the thoughts in his mind ran fast.

Although I wanted to ask what Xue Chong was doing recently, it was impossible to say according to the other person's temperament.

You can't use Wang Chuan's identity to ask him why he doesn't play the game.

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