"Brother, where did you go at noon?"

This is a question that Niuniu wants to know, just like a cat wants to know the taste of saury. Ever since the two of them separated at noon, they have been lingering in Niuniu's mind.

Back at school, Niuniu wanted to ask, but it was not good to speak directly. She was afraid that Wang Zixiang would think that she was too lenient, and that kind of girl was not likable. But she did want to know, very much to know.

So, after class, Xiao Nizi handed over a note.

It's not an easy task! You must know that Niu Niu is sitting in the second row of the second group, while Wang Zixiang is sitting in the fifth row of the third group, and there are five classmates in the middle of the note.

As long as one of them chooses to ignore the note, then Niu Niu's note will not reach its destination.

Fortunately, Niuniu is very cute, which makes the note pass to Wang Zixiang very smoothly. Because Wang Zixiang was looking, when he didn't see the note for the first time, the boy on the other side of the aisle across the two groups of three groups poked Wang Zixiang's arm.

When he saw the note on the table, Wang Zixiang was really a little distracted. In his memory, there was always such a thing as a note between classes, but he used to be a 'postman' who delivered notes, and no note was given to him.

Once, Wang Zixiang envied the men and women who passed the note, and he also hated it because he was a postman who worked endlessly. However, this qiē is a very distant memory.

If he hadn't seen this note and recalled these related memories, he would have forgotten that he had re-embarked on this memory after he returned. With a hint of nostalgia for his memory, Wang Zixiang picked up the note and began to read it silently.

"Brother, where did you go at noon?"

Wang Zixiang smiled, took a pen, and replied under the note: "Meet a friend!" Take class seriously, don't reply. If you have any questions, throw them aside and ask me at the end of class. ”

Although nostalgic, Wang Zixiang did not approve of this behavior. Because this note is not a matter of two people, it will delay the time of all students along the way and interfere with their energy to listen to the class. That's not good!

Sure enough, after Niuniu received the note, she didn't hand over the note again. For this obedient little girl, Wang Zixiang is happy in his heart. Well-behaved children, there is no doubt that they will always be loved by everyone.

At this time, Wang Zixiang was reading a historical book of time-traveling rebirth. The protagonist has laid out his own territory of influence, and is now waiting for the arrival ......of the troubled times. In short, in the fission period, the complex is very tight, and people are looking forward to the next wonderful look!

However, before he could recover the reading pattern before receiving Niuniu's note, the mobile phone in his hand vibrated a few times.

As the owner of the mobile phone, Wang Zixiang Nature Way This vibration means. There was no choice but to leave a bookmark and exit the reading interface to view the content of the text message he had just received.

Generally speaking, someone who knows how good his phone is, if it is not something he cares about, will never send a text message during this time period. Because if Wang Ziyu knew, those who texted or called would be very 'miserable'!

Wang Ziyu doesn't need to fight and kill, he just needs to mention it lightly, it's not good to say it when it's over! It is estimated that those who do the wrong thing will be drenched in cold sweat.

"I still can't enter the game, and when I log in, it shows that the server is still under maintenance! I went to the forum to see it.,The official didn't prompt the update.,Husband、Can you guess what's going on? ”

The text message was sent by Wang Jing, and after reading it, Wang Zixiang was a little crying and laughing. The server is still under maintenance, and it is indeed possible that there is an update package or something, but it is also possible that there is a vulnerability being fixed.

After all, Cangsheng is the world's first full-perspective substitution role game, and the connection mode between the helmet and the game is less than one in a million that the majority of players can know. Even five years after the game's global simultaneous launch, this value has not changed much.

Such a high-end and sophisticated thing, where did Wang Zixiang know the reason. Anyway, Wang Zixiang doesn't think that downtime and maintenance are unusual, and there are eight hundred times in his memory, if not a thousand.

The reason why I can remember these times is because at that time, he had the same anxious mentality as Wang Jing who couldn't play the game. No matter what kind of situation and phenomenon, if there are too many, you will get used to it.

"I don't know! Maybe it's an update patch or something. Even if it's an update, it's possible, and Cangsheng Game Company feels that the content of this update is not enough for the official to disclose the update content, so naturally there will be no such thing as an official announcement. It is also possible that a player has discovered a loophole and has been discovered by the Cangsheng Supervision Department, and is making up for the loophole and restoring the archive. In short, anything is possible. Since you can't play the game, you can accompany my sister well. ”

Beaming, Wang Zixiang quickly pieced together more than 100 words and sent the text message back. He didn't rush back to read it when it was over, so wonderful, it happened to be in the critical period, not to mention changing clothes and bathing, and you have to maintain a good attitude.

He expected that Wang Jing would definitely reply to the message and despise himself, as a soul piercing person, but he could not be satisfied after being placed on high hopes by his own women, it was easy to attract the verbal violence of these women. Therefore, Wang Zixiang simply didn't rush back to see it.

Taking advantage of the time to wait for a reply from there, Wang Zixiang listened carefully for a while. Even if he memorized these contents in his heart early on, he could still focus on being thirsty for knowledge.

And this unconventional style also made the teacher on the podium who found his attention quite happy.

Xueba is a bowing party, and he rarely looks up in class. At the beginning of the school year, Wang Zixiang spent nearly half a month frantically gnawing on new textbooks, which is no secret among teachers.

Originally, as a teacher, I didn't like students reading other subjects in their own classes. Once discovered, it is inevitable to be reprimanded a few words to set an example! However, if this kind of thing happened to Xueba, the result would be different.

In the face of all kinds of difficult problems that teachers take turns to solve, if there are really students who can solve them one by one, as long as the teachers are not careful, they will definitely not let go.

Cunzài, who does not listen to the main lecture and can understand and master the content of the textbook by reading books on his own, no longer needs them to teach him slowly. When it comes to harvesting, Wang Zixiang's glory will not be missing them.

Because of this, when the teacher found out that Wang Zixiang was listening carefully, the teacher naturally felt very embarrassed. Maybe when I go back to the office, I'll brag about it.

It didn't take long for Wang Jing's text message to come back: "I thought you knew, aren't you soul wearing?" I don't even know this, you have a ball! What a waste of resources! ”

After reading the content of the text message, the black line on Wang Zixiang's forehead was broken like sweat! He knew it in his heart, but with such a strong disdainful words, he was completely unprepared!

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