In the dead of night, the city has begun to sleep after a day of noisy cities, and the lights of high-rise buildings are gradually turned off, giving the sky a real nightfall. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dan Feng returned to the room after washing his hair, put a dry towel around his neck, wiped his long hair that was still hanging with water droplets, and pulled out a chair with his half-dried hair and sat down to open the document.

Her manuscripts are all out of the middle of the night, the quiet night is not as impetuous as the day, the surrounding environment provides the conditions for her creation, there is no interference from the outside world, she can concentrate more on the code words, put a cup of hot jasmine Pu'er on the side of the desk, smell the fragrant tea fragrance, immersed in the plot, the code words do not seem boring and lonely.

After finishing a shift, and then looking at the time, the hour hand trembled and moved to "3".

She used the back of her hand to probe the temperature of the teacup on the table, cold.

Pouring out the remaining tea, Dan Feng turned over to the bed, hugged the quilt, closed his eyes and was full of the scene of today's 22, 55 may have died too quickly, and he didn't leave much impression.

Obviously the night should be the time to rest and sleep, but her cerebral cortex is still very active, and the ninety-ninth only jumped over wearing a sky-high baa, she has not fallen asleep, her head flashed, and she sat up from the bed.

That's not right!

Master Cen can pick two at 55, why did he get to 22, it feels like a different person?

This doubt became bigger and bigger in her mind, and some details were made up by her brain-yes, brain-filled, she wasn't sure if she really saw it at that time, otherwise she would use some reason to convince her that Master Cen's level had plummeted.

I haven't heard of anyone who has found a loophole in the game to steal the number.

She drank coffee and fought hard, and when she got to the back, she simply logged into the game again.

The game's world channel has become a chat room for night owls, with a message only sent every few minutes, which also allows them to pick up the topic, and the copying party is hidden among them, not that the copying party has gone to sleep, everyone can be a potential copying party.

She is the only one in the gang who is online, and Dan Qiusheng was originally not for anything else, but to come up and see the victory and defeat of 2v2 and 5v5.

Got the data of the victory and defeat of the famous sword conference, she played the game, there was no mistake, looking at the victory and defeat, she could correspond to the picture that flashed in her mind.

Master Cen must be paddling!

"Since you're not happy to fight, why did you arrest me to play 2v2 in the first place!" Danfeng is very angry, she also has a competitive heart, is Master Cen looking down on her with this move!

She walked around the room, and the time ticked to 4 o'clock.

I really want to find someone to say, my eyes are aimed at the LCD screen of white light, yes, she patted the computer and went to open a tree hole post.

She remembered that there was a forum trumpet, logged in, and suddenly found that she had hundreds of replies to the previous tree hole post, and was immediately startled, and took a closer look at the name of the post, she recalled that she would be complaining that Master Cen stepped on her every day in the dark, but I didn't expect that after such a long time, and then open the tree hole post, the hero still hasn't changed.

Bad fate.

Dan Feng poked open those replies, pulled down the web page with the mouse, and looked at the face that began to darken. "Are these people's language teachers retiring early? It's okay to misinterpret the meaning. ”

She just complained that Master Cen stared at herself every day, and the topic was pulled by them to whether pve players should join the camp, and it was best not to join the camp or something.

Someone told her that it is for the sake of appearance, but also to pay the price, there is no free lunch in the world.

Some people directly told her that the glass heart should not be too heavy, turn right when you go out, and be neutral and invincible.

"I really shouldn't have clicked on it." Dan Feng muttered to himself. So, whether or not to write this tree hole post, she seems to have expected a meaningful hehe. "Anyway, I won't read it after I finish writing, just let them go."

It took less than 15 minutes for her hands to tap quickly on the keyboard, and the muffled breath in her chest went down, followed by a fight of eyelids, "Huh-" She stretched her waist, threw herself on the bed, grabbed the quilt and rolled it in, wrapped herself into a silkworm baby, and sank into sleep.

Danfeng's room faces east, and on summer mornings, Rao is turning on the air conditioner and closing the curtains, and the light and heat of the sun are her natural alarm clock.

It would be around Christmas, the sun would no longer be high in the sky before half past six, and the sun would be shining as a natural alarm clock, giving her a chance to wake up a little late.

It was probably nearly dawn before Danfeng fell asleep, and the sunlight passed through the beige curtains at more than 8 o'clock, filling the whole room with the breath of sunlight, and the color of the curtains was stained with sunlight, and the room was a warm orange.

Naturally, the alarm clock didn't stop her from sleeping until 10 o'clock.

The plan of the day was in the morning, and she got up to finish brunch when the morning was almost over. After sleeping for a night, she was able to calmly go to Master Cen to have a good talk and see what he meant.

The computer turned on the Penguin to log in automatically, and she poked the enemy's column, and Master Cen was online.

After opening the dialog box and thinking about a few beginnings, she finally began to write, "Why do you want to paddle when you ask me to practice my strokes?" ”

Dan Feng stared at the dialog box, his eyes were tired, and he saw that there were a few more words next to Master Cen's name, and he was typing.

"I appreciate your reflex arc."

“……”

Cen Ji tapped enter, looked at the ellipsis that popped up immediately on the dialog box, and his mood was flying, a good start is half the battle. He picked up a cup of coffee, and the rising heat sent the aroma of coffee to his nostrils, which was the fragrance of flowers and fruits, which was very refreshing. He took a few sips, and Danqiu had a table-flipping expression on the dialogue.

Stupid sheep fried hair.

"Pit daddy, since you're not serious about teaching me how to practice, it's better for me to find someone to play 2v2 by myself!"

Cen Ji's eyes lit up, and he put the coffee aside, "I don't teach seriously." ”

"Seriously, how far can you win or lose 2v2 and 5v5?" Danfeng asked rhetorically, "I hit 22 and asked myself if I didn't paddle, even if I met a yellow chicken, I would still be on it, but what about you?" Why did you go, can't you beat an opponent to death, it's me who comes over every time the other party comes to gather fire. ”

"I'm looking at your various bad habits and prescribing the right medicine."

Probably separated from each other by the network, separated by two computers, no one has seen anyone, and the communication is more than face-to-face, Danfeng didn't want to drop the computer now to block Master Cen and continue to talk to him.

"Joke, although I don't understand pvp, I know the meaning of the word 'cooperation'."

The game promotes individual heroism, such as overlordship in the ring, but is more about teamwork.

Whether it's in a copy or an offensive and defensive battle, a person may be able to single-handedly pick up a boss, but he can't successfully single out all the bosses of the copy, want the first armor, want the top five, want to win all, and can't do without the cooperation of teammates, the same is true for offensive and defensive battles, the overlord of the ring can get a buff of 500,000 blood in the offensive and defensive map, but he is often beaten up by the system announcement, how happy it is to light a candle.

Attack and defense rely on tactics, morale, command and the execution of large troops, without people, even if the command talent is full, want to see Lao Wang or Lao Xie? Dying all the way may not be able to succeed in meeting each other.

"Master Cen, ask yourself, have you ever cooperated with me, okay, I'll do it another way, have you ever asked me to cooperate with you?"

Cen Ji put his hand on his chest, his heart pounding, well, he didn't tell him.

If Dan Feng could hear his thoughts, he might pick up the frying pan and shout Master Cen, come here, I promise not to kill you.

Dan Feng didn't intend to let him answer, and he probably didn't have anything to say, so he knocked on the keyboard and sent out a new message: "Except for the tactics we assigned at the beginning, we didn't communicate with each other after that, and it didn't seem to be much different from my scattered battlefield." ”

"So, we don't really have the point of playing 22." Finally, she concluded.

"Who says no?" Cen Ji put his hands on the keyboard and tapped quickly: "That's right, I can indeed cooperate with you, but if you don't experience the frustration of being beaten, you don't know where your mistakes are. ”

"What I want is for you to consciously insert Tai Chi, not to rush to spread your aura every time I call you. It is true that I can pick two, but after a long time, you will have such a mood - anyway, I am here to lie down, Master Cen can fight, 22 is already like this, let alone 55? ”

Liangjiu Danfeng typed out a string of ellipses, she had just gone to look for snacks, and when she came back, she saw a preachy tone like a father.

I had mixed feelings.

In the future, Cen Ji and Danfeng recalled that probably the relationship was that this chat across the network began to turn.

"Go up and hit 22."

“…… Can I say no. ”

"I can't." Danqiu burst into tears, playing 22 is actually so tired, she still likes to be loose and free, sometimes hedge a wave, you press me and I press you, the black dragon swamp full of affection.

Likeness has recently noticed that the frequency of Master Cen playing in the arena has increased, not that he didn't play much before, but ...... I heard that the 5v5 team has been full, Ye Wuxian is smart and agile in his team, her 2v2 team is only one left, and 3v3 has not changed, is Master Cen playing 2v2, who is he playing with?

She felt threatened.

When he went online, he found that Master Cen went to the arena again, and then saw that Ye Wuji was in the Black Dragon Swamp, and the spirit was in Mingjiao, or was he leading people? But there's no reason to leave her alone.

seemed to be cranky, found many reasons for himself, and finally chatted with Ye Wuxian privately: "Ye Wuxi, this week Master Cen took the newcomer to call 22?" ”

"Oh no, he's Jian Chun who led our 5v5 team, and her operation is a bit watery." He explained.

The Black Dragon Swamp is lively like an attack and defense, full of people, most of the people are squatting to guard the refresh of the cold wing poison god, the refresh point is full of aura and mechanisms, the "little windmill" that hides the sword Jiuxi can't splash the water, and the quack blinked his pure eyes, and he whimpered over.

Ye Wuji's character is destined not to guard the boss refresh like others, a silver-white sword to test the world, the people in the rivers and lakes call the white chicken, Hegui smashed into the villain, opened Yunqi Song and Quan Ningyue held a heavy sword, and the wind came to Wushan to turn well.

Like a sharp heart, hang a wind sleeve for him, and then hang two to continue.

The big river will flow eastward, and the hidden sword of the crane will not look back, hum haha......

Ye Wuxian didn't think that he would be able to finish turning this big windmill alive, or that he would fall after turning, but he didn't expect that Xiuxiu would give him wind sleeves and continuity, and pull him back from struggling on the death line.

When he came back, Ye Wuxian was still smiling, but he seemed to come up with an arrow and blocked his way. (To be continued.) )