"Ah~ failed again, the five hundred and sixty-seventh defeat."

"Five hundred and sixty-seventh victory, can we take a break?"

In the living room, Muto Qing stared at the TV screen, his eyes were sour, he knocked down his opponent again and again, and won again and again, he was not happy in his heart, but very helpless.

Playing games to bully people who are weaker than yourself is undoubtedly a happy thing, but it is also a painful thing to constantly abuse vegetables, especially when you meet a person with tenacious perseverance.

Longguang Siqian exerted the spirit of repeated defeats, or she held back a breath of unyielding in her heart, and continued to play.

As soon as the handle was knocked down, both sides had the urge to smash the TV.

Muto Qing thought to himself that this thing was too grinding, and he would never choose to play a game next time, preferring to let Longguang Temple lie on the bed and read the manga.

"No, do it again, do it again!" Her voice was a little hoarse, and she had obvious dark circles on her face, and if you didn't look at her bloodshot blue eyes, she would definitely be mistaken for smoky makeup.

His head hurt faintly, and the result of the fading fighting spirit completely wiped out the last bit of patience in his heart, he threw away the game console handle, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water: "I really don't want to play, Longguang Temple, you just admit it, your own weakness, and then understand the fact that you can't beat me at all." ”

Hearing this, Longguang Si Qian's mood of losing streak suddenly exploded, dropped the game console controller, grabbed him by the collar instead, and then pushed him violently, pushed him to the sofa, and said condescendingly: "Long-winded, of course I know such a thing, but I am making progress little by little, and if I come a few more times, I will definitely be able to win." ”

His gaze went up his waist, over the hills, and landed on the face that was sleepy and unusually energetic.

"Please, you've been using this excuse for the three hundred and sixty failures, it's not early, I want to sleep, and I have to go to class tomorrow."

Her face remained the same, she had fought too many times, and her brain was a little stiff, and she couldn't even remember what she had said before, let alone what she said so long ago.

Therefore, she didn't show any blush, leaned forward, and stubbornly said: "Hit again, hit again." ”

The bloodshot eyes were full of persistence, and the excessive persistence looked a little crazy, like a gambler with a red eye, counting on the next turnaround.

As a result, Longguang Temple's character is too stubborn.

Ordinary people will be so angry and depressed when they lose dozens of games in a row, and then don't play games, she has insisted on losing more than 500 in a row, according to common sense, it is not unusual to smash TVs and game consoles violently.

She endured it and turned her paranoia into a competitive one.

Muto Qing didn't want to continue to accompany her, and slammed a backhand knife on the back of her head.

"You!" Unguarded, she was struck by this blow, and darkness suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, her consciousness disappeared, and her body fell limply.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, avoiding the other party from pressing on him, and suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, and a thought flashed in his heart, in the middle of the night, the person who came was a thief?

"Qingjun?!" A young girl with a lilac ponytail enters, accompanied by a blue sky that shows a corner outside, indicating that it is not late at night.

Yuzi is in a very bad mood, obviously it is a new day, obviously I had a good dream, why did I see the picture early in the morning that Qingjun and the vixen were lying on the sofa, up and down.

"It's already dawn." Muto Qing heard her voice and muttered in a low voice, time flies so fast, I thought it didn't take long, it turned out to be morning.

"Yes, the night is not a little longer, you and Longguang Temple are not enough to play at all," the sour tone seemed to be a sour plum soaked in old vinegar, and Yuzi came over with a pretended not to care.

He came back to his senses, got up and put Longguang Temple on the sofa, and said with a wry smile: "Don't make fun of me, who knows that she is so unwilling to admit defeat, and actually dragged me to play a game all night, so that I don't want to play any more King of Fighters, Street Fighter, and game consoles in my life." ”

Yuzi vinegar disappeared, and said distressedly: "You haven't slept all night, no wonder your face is so ugly, go wash your face and brush your teeth first, and then drink milk to supplement nutrition." ”

Speaking of this, she said indignantly: "Longguang Temple is too much, I still have to pull you if I don't study, Qingjun, I still don't have to deal with her in the future." ”

Muto Qing walked into the bathroom and said with a smile: "It's not that serious, I appreciate her fighting spirit, so I will actively respond to the battle, but I am a little tired behind." ”

"Hmph," Yuzi reserved her opinion, but did not continue to persuade, set the bread and milk, sat on the edge of the dining table, looked at Longguang Temple sleeping on the sofa, and compared herself in detail.

In terms of body and appearance, she will not lose at all, and in terms of temperament, how can a woman who is obsessed with playing games all night be able to compare to her.

Not to mention knowledge, this product looks like a scumbag with no knowledge, bad, her score in the entrance exam is twenty-fifth!

Well, after the above judgment, her self-confidence suddenly increased, she must have thought too much yesterday, Qingjun had no reason to abandon her and choose this woman.

She didn't bother with Longguang Temple, but instead talked about the football club, such as Xiu-chan shooting five people in a row by herself, or the increase in training.

She said very happily, Muto Qing listened very casually, she was not interested in football, and she would listen to it, and it was all because of her elated appearance.

After three minutes, the two went out together, as for Longguang Temple, it was not good, it didn't matter if you missed a day of class, there was no need to wake up.

And if you call it up, it's a little bad in all kinds of places, and you will definitely fight on the spot.

"Qingjun, don't just throw your schoolbag at school, if someone secretly takes the book away, or if it is damaged, things will become troublesome."

Finding out that he didn't bring a schoolbag, Yuzi's nagging personality exploded, grasping this matter and teaching a lesson, repeatedly emphasizing the consequences of leaving the schoolbag at school.

If you make a book, you can write a hundred and eight ways to die in a schoolbag that you can leave in school.

Muto Qing basically went in and out of his left ear, yawning lazily and occasionally coping with a few words.

This look is more lazy than before, and Tamako considers that he hasn't slept all night and won't get angry, just to prevent the other party from forgetting what she said because of yawning, so she deliberately said it a few more times.

When he was about to reach Banqiao Street, Yuzi paused and patted him on the back: "Cheer up, if you continue like this, you will be punished by the teacher for standing." Don't blame me for not reminding you. ”

"Oh, I see," he yawned from his wandering state, and his face looked like he didn't listen.

Yuzi said a little helplessly: "Forget it, I'll go first, bye-bye." ”

"Bye."