Chapter 40: Democracy, Protest, Sovereignty?

"RBQ, RBQ, there is still this kind of operation, it is amazing for my zero. ”

After saying that, Ricardo paused again and frowned, this voice really made him a little confused.

"It's just that this feels really weird and awkward, like listening to someone else, weird, and there is a way to change it back?"

"Just get used to it, this voice sounds much more comfortable than your previous voice, how magnetic, I like it~~~"

The corners of Ricardo's mouth twitched, "Are you sure you were merciful and not because you thought I was speaking ugly?"

Zero didn't even deny it, "Of course, you can think so, I don't mind." ”

"But isn't this voice a little too sassy, I can't accept it!"

I almost didn't roll my eyes at this illiterate guy, "This is called magnetism, what is it called, you know a basket!"

"It's okay to be magnetic when you sing, it's so magnetic when you usually speak, are you sure you're not kidding me? I'm protesting solemnly now! I demand the restoration of democracy! Sovereignty is restored! I want to restore my original voice!"

Zero's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a dangerous glint, "Oh?

"Yes!"

Zizizi......

"Democracy?"

Zizizi......

"Protest?"

Zizizi......

"Sovereign?"

Zero put on an indifferent face and looked at Ricardo, who was almost delirious from being electrified, "Are you sure these stupid things should be said to me as a queen?"

Ricardo had a big exploding head on his head, and he would rather die than give in, "Get up, and those who don't want to be slaves ......"

Zizizi~~~

People who indulge in death all day long generally do not have discipline, otherwise they will have died for an unknown number of years.

"Hand coffee to the women's clothing boss. ”

Looking at Ricardo holding a Nescadian instant coffee in his hand, respectfully raising his hands up.

Seeing this, Zero's eyes narrowed so that there was almost only one line left, indeed, she is an artificial intelligence, and she doesn't have any other hobbies, but she especially likes to drink coffee, but she said that she can't 'drink' coffee powder, "I'll give you two choices now, one, go and brew coffee for me, two......"

"I choose one. ”

Although he didn't know what the 'two' would be, Ricardo had no interest in knowing, so he honestly made coffee.

After making coffee, he continued his big business of code words, his plan was to finish writing "Douluo Continent" before Create 101 officially started, and then he set up a regular update, and then it would not be interrupted during the time he went to participate in the draft.

"Yo, so hard, this doesn't look like you at all, Tutu. ”

"Gigi, didn't you go to class, why did you come back so soon?"

"Self-study, the teacher has taken a leave of absence, and the counselor has left some homework for us to go back and fix it ourselves......" Han Qi ate the breakfast bread he just bought, "By the way, what's wrong with your voice?

"I don't know, that's it in the morning, I'm desperate. Ricardo also pinched his throat with dislike, trying to restore his normal voice, but he couldn't do anything, and finally had to give up helplessly, "Forget it, don't get tangled, code words." ”

Han Qi came behind Ricardo, "By the way, Tutu, have you paid for your manuscript?

"Big meal? doesn't exist, what gives you the illusion that I'm going to invite you to a big dinner when I pay for the press. ”

"You're an orphan. ”

"Ani, I have a beautiful young lady, how can I be an orphan. ”

"Then it's okay if you don't invite a big meal, I want to buy skins, you can sponsor me. ”

"No money, get out. ”

Han Qi was overwhelmed with grief and indignation, "You are really an orphan. ”

Ricardo ignored it completely, "Hehe~~~ Your relief is sponsored every day, won't your conscience hurt?! ”

"I recently got a girlfriend and ran out of money. ”

“……”

MMP, Ricardo can see it, he has made such a big turn, this guy is actually here to show off!

It's been more than a month since school started, and there are already two people in the dormitory four-person group, one is Su Zhejun, who doesn't talk much, and now there is another Han Qi, and now only he and He Songfa are left without female tickets.

"I'm not convinced! I'm obviously more handsome than you, why can't I find a girlfriend!"

"Don't you have a young lady?"

"I can't snap, I can't kiss, I still exploit my little sister every day, what's the use of me coming!" Ricardo slammed his fist on the computer table to show his anger, "Quick! Recruit from the truth, where did you get the female ticket! If you don't bring me, I'll kill you here today!"

"Hehe, it's okay, take the initiative to have more opportunities~~~ You stay in the dormitory all day and don't go out, there must be fewer opportunities. ”

Ricardo said that he had taken the initiative, but there was still a sister in his family between the senior sisters he liked, which was very embarrassing, although he often chatted in the group now, but to be honest, in different departments, there were not many times to meet.

"God, earth, what are these beauties thinking, how can a man like me be so handsome, so handsome, so handsome, how can he not pay a female ticket!"

Han Qi glanced at him with disdain, "It's obvious that I have high requirements, I don't dare to expect to find a goddess like your senior sister Kexin, just be beautiful, and a good personality is the most important thing, haha." ”

Generally pretty......

That is to say, this product is not only handed over to a female ticket, but also a beautiful female ticket!!

"Burn burn!"

“……”

"I love jihad! I like gasoline, I like crosses, I like torches, I like Molotov, I like napalm, I like incendiary bombs, I like flamethrowers - plains, streets, alleys, steppes, permafrost, deserts, seas, skies! I love all the jihad that takes place all over the earth! I like the neatly arranged regiments, the torches are thrown together, and the flames turn the lonely couple into ashes!"

“……”

"Tutu, you are indeed an orphan. ”

Ricardo continued to sing affectionately, "My heart dances with excitement when couples are thrown into the air and then ignited by flamethrowers! I love the crucifixion of absolutely loyal members and the spilling of gasoline on the firewood! When the lovers wail, tied to the cross, and disappear into the flames, my mood is infinitely happy! Burn burn!"