All of a sudden.

Something that has been dark for so long has dissipated from the depths of my heart.

The day of retirement from Luoluo.

Zhao Sanpang felt a kind of powerlessness in his heart.

The first mage of the national service, but he has to leave in that way

It seems to be other than themselves.

No one can understand what the Golden Triangle means.

For people who watch the play, as long as the script is the same genre, they can like it.

So it doesn't matter, who leaves.

But for him.

That's Luoluo.

It's just falling.

How many people will come out in the future is not the Golden Triangle.

Zhao Sanpang took off his apron, his eyes were very dark: "Let me ask you a question, why don't you get rid of those people, it shouldn't be difficult for you." ”

Bo Jiu looked sideways, with light at the end of his eyes: "Dig a pit and let you jump, will you jump?"

Zhao San snorted: "You make it clear." ”

"I said, don't you like other people's likes too much. Bo Jiu's handsome face with a light smile: "Some people like you today, and they will like others tomorrow, you yourself are not very clear, you and Xiao Shen retired together, but you can't keep up with the current model, someone is more suitable than you, they understand how to take every step well, that's why this situation will occur, I really jumped in and helped people icing on the cake?" Fat man, some like, it's they like to pursue themselves in the process, so they will say that you can't be replaced, and at the same time find similar people to like, this is too normal, if you use these things to restrain yourself, then how do you wave your mouse?"

Zhao Sanpang's eyes were a little shallower: "So, let's take some people." ”

"Fat man. Bo Jiu's eyes were dark: "Have you watched "Animal World"?"

Zhao Sanpang: "That movie?"

Bo Jiu Xie smiled: "Mangai, the battle that should be fought, we haven't finished it yet, we may lose one day, but we have kept the way we want to keep, it's not that we can't take some people, it's that we don't want to become the same people as them." ”

Zhao Sanpang was shocked, and his eyes raised slightly: "I'll come back." ”

"Good. Bo Jiu stretched: "I have finally completed the task, it is really a job to exercise eloquence." ”

Zhao Sanpang: "Your eloquence needs to be exercised? And why did you come to me? Qin Xincchem, this should be his responsibility." ”

"Is it different for me to come to him?" Bo Jiu's voice was loose: "Anyway, everyone else is mine." ”

Zhao Sanfat sighed twice: "So, what about him?"

Bo Jiu's fingers tapped the tablet of his palm: "Of course it's with other people..."

In the afternoon, Jiangcheng.

"Click, click!"

The rhythmic sound of the keyboard reverberates in mid-air.

It seems to be the same in any internet café.

It has a faint smell of smoke.

There is also the taste of instant noodles.

And from time to time, a sentence bursts out: "Dragon, dragon, dragon!

Passing by the network administrator will be taken aback.

"Wave again?"

"It's really going to be a little more obscene. ”

"Network administrator, send a bottle of Coke here!"

"Wait a minute!" The network administrator is a newcomer, he has only been on the job for half a month, but he thinks they are the boss.

It's not like an internet café owner.

Sitting at the bar, smiling eyes, but in the next second, you feel a different sense of oppression.

"Boss. ”

"The boss hasn't come back yet, call me acting boss. ”

The network manager coughed: "Acting boss, it seems that many people have come online to fight heroes recently, why is this?" ”

Why?

Rao Rong's fingers paused.

Because...... ()

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