The power represents my heart

In 2018, the 502 dormitory of Capital B University

"Click, click, click......" Slender white fingers swam quickly on the dark keyboard. Words * love * first * hair

"Hah!" An Zhishi made a combo, and the woman in red on the computer screen gave her opponent a 360-degree air spin kick from the woman in blue, and the blood groove of the woman in blue was presented as a "3" point at the moment she landed.

An Zhishi breathed a sigh of relief, and the corner of his right lip was slightly hooked, which was bound to be won. Twisting her body, she was just about to pick up the long whip in the character's hand and gently harvest the life of the woman in blue, but the strange color on the screen in front of her suddenly changed to black -- she kicked out the power supply.

At that moment, Comrade An Zhishi's posture stiffened into a twisted octopus.

Bai Anran, a member of the dormitory, An Zhishi's inclined upper bunk, trotted out to check after hearing a loud "bang" in the dormitory from the bathroom. Her experience told her that it must have been the one surnamed An who stabbed Lou Zi.

With a "horn", the moment Bai Anran saw the indoor landscape, the bright yellow electric toothbrush fell on the tile floor. And the loud "bang" still sounded rhythmically, accompanied by undulating screams.

Using Comrade Bai's cornea as a template, at this moment, An Zhishi held his head with both hands, and grabbed the original black and soft long hair into a gorgeous killer Matt, she opened her mouth and smashed her head against the keyboard again and again, her expression was extremely hideous, and her movements were extremely coherent. Even the glasses-kun, who barely left his body except for sleeping and bathing, was thrown to the ground.

Swallowing the rich toothpaste foam in his mouth, Bai An then felt that the taste was wrong, picked up the toothbrush, rinsed his mouth, and then walked into An Zhishi in a daze, looked around, grabbed the fly swatter on the table, and poked her with the handle. "You...... Could it be possessed? ”

An Zhishi's movements were suddenly stuck, his big eyes were bloodshot, and he said to the right, "I'm still alive!" The tone is firm and the words are earnest.

Bai Anran slapped her and punched her, "Your sister, I'm on your left!" What are you looking to the right? ”

An Zhishi then turned to the left to look at her, "Oh." After a pause of three seconds, he took a deep breath, rubbed his head in his hands, and then slammed it again.

"Holy!" Bai Anran quickly threw away the racket and hugged her head, "What's wrong with you?!" Spring is here, and there is nowhere to vent when you are energetic?! ”

An Zhishi arched on her chest, her nose ached, she took a deep breath, and prepared to start crying.

"Stop!" Bai Anran shouted to stop, let go of her, held her face and asked, "Who else dares to bully you?" ”

An Zhishi's eyes narrowed and his chin trembled, "Is it necessary to emphasize the word 'human'?" After saying that, he took a deep breath and shouted, "Quick! Chop my feet off!! Don't be merciful!! ”

Bai Anran was stunned and said, "Could it be that you kicked the power supply blind?" Receiving an arm-cutting wrist nod in reply, Bai Anran swallowed his saliva, "Could it be that you were in the final just now?!" ”

An Zhishi's expression can no longer be described in words, if you describe it briefly, it is a bun face, the kind of bun that leaks the soup.

Bai Anran patted her shoulder vigorously, with a righteous and awe-inspiring face, and comforted, "Come on!" You're not alone! ”

Who knew that An Zhishi's head shook one hundred and eighty degrees, and the fluffy hair of the killer Matt shaved Bai Anran's face, and he shouted extremely sadly, "Get out!" You're not human!! ”

The ability of "......" to distort words is as high as ever.

An Zhishi, female (?) )。 Born on June 22, 1994 in Tonghua Lane, Beijing, he is currently studying in the Department of Chinese at B University, and is in his third year.

Hobbies: surfing the Internet, reading, DIY, Korean dramas, anime.

Recent situation: Crush on Chinese Department Cao Fang Zhiqiu for two years, Fang Zhiqiu loves online games, and An has been practicing his account for six months. Fang Mou launched a package of bloody scripts such as recruiting relatives in the ring due to the husband and wife tasks launched by the system, and Mou An happily moved forward. However, in the last few seconds of her "finals", she "stumbled" to kick out the power supply, and since then she has fallen into the abyss......

Specialties: Karate, Music, Writing, Teaching.

Personality: Unidentifyable.