Just as Tang Shi was about to do something, she heard the person next to her say to herself, "Don't care. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"But!"

Tang Shi looked sideways at the person beside him, and was surprised to find that the latter was actually smiling: "The eyes and mouth grow on themselves, so it's not your fault that they are blind and cheap." ”

“…… Poof!" Tang Shi, who was still indignant, was amused, and she hadn't chatted with Xiao Ci for a long time, but she didn't expect her mouth to be so ...... Ahem, poison.

"This kind of guy who laughs at people without knowing anything about it...... Arguing with them is just a waste of words. Song Ci looked at Tang Shi and said, "Slapping them in the face with indisputable facts is the most correct and effective way to fight back!" This is one of the reasons why he stopped Tang Shi, and the other reason is that he is not optimistic about the combat effectiveness of this cheap sister who seems to be extraordinarily gentle...... What if she rushes up on impulse and gets hurt?

"An indisputable fact?" Tang Shi slowly chewed on this sentence.

"That's right. Song Ci gave her a thumbs up, "They laughed at me because I walked with you, but because they thought you were too good and I was too bad, so I just became just as good." He grinned, "Where are our father's and mother's genes, it's no problem!"

Tang Shi stared at his sister's smile, and in a trance, a vague memory appeared in his mind. She was very young at that time, probably only three or four years old, and the sky was blue and the sun was shining, and she stumbled and led her sister, who was also stumbling, to walk in a huge sea of sunflowers with no end in sight.

"Sister, look, butterfly!"

The little words he said looked up at her and gave her a pure smile, a beauty that was too beautiful to even be summed up in words.

At that moment, thinking back to the moment of everything, she felt that she saw angels.

"Ahh......h ”

Dramatically, Tang Shi, who was smiling at this moment, also made Song Ci feel that he saw an angel.

Because of their different grades, the sisters separated shortly after entering the school. The moment he entered the sophomore teaching building, Song Ci subconsciously checked the popularity value he currently had, and then was shocked.

250！

How?

Why is it two hundred and five? Even if it's two hundred and forty-nine or two hundred and fifty-one!

Song Ci was powerless to complain, and then thought that this eighty percent was the credit of "Summer Fireworks My Corpse", although he had expected that Yiyi's novel would be very powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful. According to his expectations, why do you have to send a few more chapters or wait for the results of the essay to come out before you can reap the popularity.

Song Ci, who is used to being a non-chief, naturally can't think of it, all because he unexpectedly has a burst of personality - not long after the article was published, he met the old cat of "receiving writers", and the old cat is a well-connected senior reader, plus this article is indeed very strong, you push me to push you to see it once, I will watch it once, but it will become popular.

By the way, the current collection of the article "Summer Fireworks, My Corpse" has actually exceeded 1,000, why is Song Ci's popularity only 250? This is not because some people have filled their pockets, but because the other seven or eight hundred readers are only interested in the text, not the author.

Isn't there often such a conversation?

――XX Do you know?

- Don't make it!

――Have you seen "XXXX"?

- I've seen it!

――...... "XXXX" is written by XX!

- Uh......

It is possible that such a situation may occur for the great god author, and it is a matter of course that Song Ci is ignored for a small transparency. Or the other way around, a quarter of the 1,000 or so readers who collect essays pay attention to new authors, which has to be said to be a very high percentage. And the reason why this is the case is inseparable from a post in the book review area.

Putting aside the post for a moment, Song Ci had just finished reading the popularity value when he heard a voice from behind him-

"Just like her, I'm embarrassed to walk with Tang Shi!

"Well, it's ...... you say that."

"What? Don't you think so?"

"Even if it is...... You're too loud ...... too."

"Hmph, I'm just telling the truth!" Jun A thought to himself, I just deliberately spoke loudly! Otherwise, how could I let other people notice me! How could I let other people spread my words to the ears of the goddess!

In Jun A's heart, if Tang poems are the bright moon hanging in the sky, then the fat girl Song Ci is the rancid sludge of the sewer, and the distance between the two is a world. Therefore, how could the goddess Tang take the initiative to intersect with a guy like Song Ci? It must have been the latter brazenly entangled! For example, disgusting flattery such as "Oh, our name is good, it must be very fateful"! The goddess must be very helpless and impatient in her heart, right? However, she is so spicy, gentle and spicy, and she will not refuse others, so she can only passively be entangled in the stinky mud!

At such times, a warrior is needed to bravely lend a helping hand and save the goddess from fire and water!

And he is willing to be this white horse knight!

Thinking of this, Mr. A shook his hair in a dashing manner, looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and felt so good that he exploded.

Song Ci, who was disgusted as soon as he turned around: "......, who is this bastard who angrily brushes his sense of existence? Can he take off his shoes and stuff him in his mouth?!

Right now......

[Sao Nian, do you feel the horror of the enemy? Do you feel your own powerlessness? What are you waiting for, just one click, send the Dragon Slayer Treasure Knife!]

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Song Ci's head.

The voice is...... Penguin?

[Sao Nian, is it really not charged?]

Song Ci: "......" He has just gained a little popularity, hey, should this father be so positive!

[The era of "30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi" has passed, and our goal now is to slap our faces and not stay overnight! Sao Nian, remember our slogan? Come, read it out loud!]

As long as you top up, you can become stronger!

Song Ci was shamefully persuaded: pump, pump!

In the presence of other people, he can use his mind to communicate with Daddy Penguin.

The next second after making this decision, his hand gently stroked the red rope on his left wrist, and a card appeared in his palm in an instant, and he looked down at it!

…… It's green again.

Why is it N card again, can it be good!

Song Ci, who once again played the non-chief attribute, burst into tears, but he couldn't retreat, he could only look at the card helplessly, only to see a brilliant little chrysanthemum painted on it, and a mosaic finger next to it, the introduction of this card is like this-

One ♂ Itch ♂ Finger (Skill Card, Current Usage: 1)

Note: After using this skill, you can stimulate their hidden instincts ♂ by pointing at each other, and catalyze ♂ it a little ♂ ♂, making their hearts ♂ itch ♂ unbearably ♂~ If something accidentally goes wrong during the catalytic process, it must be the fault of the world, hehe~

Song Ci was chilled by this introduction, and he always felt that this was a not very good skill card......

Song Ci, who was thinking like this, crushed the card very decisively, and in the next second, he pointed directly at Jun A in the posture of Conan Jun, and said loudly: "This classmate, please have a little public morality, okay? Don't open your mouth and talk loudly if you don't brush your teeth in the morning, I smell bad breath!"

The rest: "......"

"Poof!" someone laughed.

Smiles are contagious to each other, so many people laughed one after another, even A-kun's companions.

Naturally, Mr. A would not laugh because of this, in fact, his face was already flushed with anger. Just as he was about to sneer at each other, he suddenly noticed a strong throbbing!

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

What is this powerful voice?

Jun A covered his chest, and then he found out...... It's my own heartbeat!

Why do you beat so fast, why do you feel strong palpitations, why do you feel so itchy...... Why...... Why...... Why......

His gaze was obsessive......

Not far away, the big yellow dog was looking down for food.

His gaze is so sincere, his gaze is so affectionate, his gaze is so red......

He watched, watched, and finally swallowed hard and said, "That'...... That dog's buttocks are so beautiful!"

His companion almost thought there was something wrong with his ears: "What?"

Jun A covered his chest with his hands, and said loudly uncontrollably: "Look, that round arc, that plump flesh, that soft fur, it must feel good when pinched, and it must be ...... kissed Hey, hey, hey, hey. He laughed strangely as he spoke, seeking the approval of his companion, "Why don't we go up and catch it together?"

"Changing ......"

"What?"

"Perverted!!!!!"