In the evening, after it was already dark, Ouyang Beiyan finally returned.

Tang Shao has been watching a TV series in the living room for a long time. As for Tang Rou, Tang Shao turned out the trumpet that he hadn't used for a long time and gave it to her. In order not to bring headphones to accompany him, Tang Shao didn't greet his companion anymore, so he let Tang Rou play by himself. The little girl just kept lying in front of the computer for hours.

Ouyang Beiyan's face was a little pale, and he was carrying a heavy shopping bag in his hand. The smart ponytail hairstyle has a few traces of messy hair scattered in front of the forehead.

Looking at the face that was three points sad, three points elegant, three points indifferent and one point strong smile, Tang Shao was a little distracted. To be honest, although Tang Rou's face always has a smile that makes people feel warm, compared to Tang Rou, Ouyang Beiyan is more pyrotechnic and more like a living person.

How many days is this? Seems like it's been a few days, right? She's tired when she comes back every day, isn't she? She's all busy alone? Are we eating white food? Tang Shao obviously felt that this was wrong, but how could he ignore it for so long? ……

After Ouyang Beiyan finished changing his slippers, he looked up and saw Tang Shao's distracted eyes, so he raised his voice and asked, "What about her?" ”。

Tang Shao was in a trance: "Oh, I'm playing a game." ”

Following Tang Shao's casual point, Ouyang Beiyan glanced into the room. Tang Rou was also turning her head back, throwing out an obedient smile and turning her head back.

Tang Shao also saw it, and seeing that Tang Rou didn't mean to stop, he lowered his voice and said to Ouyang Beiyan: "Your sister seems to be addicted to the Internet?" ”

"Internet addiction?" Ouyang Beiyan frowned, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled, and his tired state also decreased a lot: "Hehe, it's not bad." Keep up the good work! ”

"Hey! It's an Internet addiction! Tang Shao was afraid that Ouyang Beiyan would hear something strange about his words, so he emphasized it again in a low voice.

"Uh-huh." Ouyang Beiyan didn't reply, so he carried the shopping bag into the kitchen.

Tang Shao touched his head inexplicably and slowly slipped to Tang Rou's side.

"Is there something wrong with your sister?"

"Huh?" Tang Rou looked up perfunctorily and smiled at Tang Shao. Then Tang Shao felt that his brain was clear for a while, and he didn't want to think about Ouyang Beiyan's doubts anymore. turned to appreciate Tang Rou's operation. On the screen is a solo match between two people.

"Who's on the other side? The operation is not ......" Tang Shao didn't finish saying "not bad", and the hero on the opposite side had already hung up.

"It was recommended by Shandong green onions."

"You talked to him?" Tang Shao asked, and clicked on the chat box with Shandong green onions, which was still flashing.

Tang Shao skimmed through the chat from beginning to end, and almost dropped his jaw in shock.

The chat began with a question about Shandong green onions: Is it there?

Then he replied with a simple "in", without punctuation.

"Some people question your use of plug-ins !!"

"Oh"

"We ignore some stinky fish and rotten shrimp, but some professional players ......" The long ellipsis behind fully expresses the deep meaning of Mr. Green Onion.

After getting no response, the green onion simply had a showdown: "They want to solo with you." ”

“？”

"Don't pretend to be confused, it's just a heads-up, buddy, I'm up for you, why don't you teach them a lesson?"

"Hmm."

It's the room number or something, and it looks like it's going heads-up.

However, less than halfway through the conversation. After Tang Shao quickly flipped through the information such as the room, he found new progress.

"And one more...... Hope to pick another one with you. Shandong green onion sent a message.

"Hmm."

Ten minutes later, another one appeared.

"That...... The leader of the LJ team, the jungler Cloud Fox, wants to open another ...... with you."

"Okay."

Eight minutes later, again, and so on...... After reading the chat record, Tang Shao couldn't help but think of the character whose ID was called "Liufeng @CG" who had just fallen. I thought it was a high imitation, but in the chat record, Shandong Green Onion has completely listed his name: the CG master of the world championship team, the world's No. 1 midlaner, Liu Feng!

That's a bit of a thunderstorm! People are the best in the world, you ...... Am I not okay?!

Suddenly, a line pops up in the dialog box again: DK Ape wants to play a game with you.

Others, green onions will also list a name, and this DK ape is a legendary god, the name doesn't matter what it is, but this name is world-famous. Tang Shao's jaw dropped in shock. At the moment when Tang Shao was distracted, Tang Rou had already skillfully typed "um" in the dialog box, and was about to enter and send it.

Tang Shao hurriedly grabbed Tang Rou's hand: "Hehe, rest, I'll talk to him first." ”

Tang Rou nodded.

Tang Shao solemnly and gently put down Tang Rou's hands, he felt that those hands were too valuable, and if they were put in more force, they would be depreciated by hundreds of thousands. Then he re-typed in the chat box: "Boss, have you been kidnapped by the professional team?" ”

"Yo, you're finally willing to talk more?" Green onion replied quickly, "Don't you want to unblock your account, I asked an acquaintance from the team if there is any way." As a result, I talked about the videos I posted, and then I talked about you. I didn't expect him to call all the gods. ”

"But, brother, you're fierce enough. One fights ten, God Butcher! Today, buddy has material to send again, haha! ”

Tang Shao was speechless.

"DK Ape, are you still fighting?" Green onion asked impatiently.

hastily said "don't fight", and didn't wait for the green onion to reply.

After dinner, Tang Shao resolutely ignored Tang Rou's willingness to "I want to play a game" expressed with various gentle eyes, occupied the position of the main seat and drove Tang Rou out of the room.

Download another unfinished "masterpiece" from the network disk.。 It's a work I've been brewing for a few years, and although it's just a few additions when I'm bored, it's my own hard work after all. When I saw the invitation today, I naturally started my mind again.

I still remember the "scenery" when the first masterpiece was sold, the dean shook hands with him, and a few beautiful elementary school girls asked him for contact information. Although the dean later called his wrong name, and he was blocked after chatting with the elementary school girl twice, after all, it was a beautiful day. Now that such an opportunity has appeared in front of him again, how can he be a mediocre visitor, and he must go back as an "exhibitor" of the college's fruits, otherwise how can he be worthy of such a family member as Tang Rou.

If you can reproduce the scenery of yesterday, you can also make yourself have some cards in front of Tang Rou. Don't think about the scenery of playing games, it has been crushed by Tang Rou in all directions, so you can only start by making games and regain some of the dignity of a man.

When the storage data was downloaded, Tang Shaoxiang imagined that the success would be successful a few days later, and he actually laughed out loud. But when he looked through his work in all directions, his face twitched. Obviously, I overestimated the completion of the work a bit. Those wonderful ideas, it seems that they have just thought about it and haven't had time to do it, right? I don't know when my dream became a work that I had already completed. I often seem to be unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, and my symptoms seem to have worsened recently.

After careful examination and evaluation again, a scientific conclusion was reached: the completion of the work was less than 50%, and the quality of the work was average.

With a sigh, Tang Shao directly dragged the folder into the trash. The sigh of the backfire gradually came to my heart.

In the middle of the night, Tang Shao had that dream again. The cages at the bottom of the sea, the roaming sharks, the choking smell of blood, and the fear that can crush people to death. The sea water became restless as the shark approached, and Tang Shao's body was stirred into the whirlpool and constantly hit the thick iron railing. However, Tang Shao in the dream was numb, like a floating dead wood.

Until the shark opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards Tang Shao in the cage. The sense of realism and fear that had accumulated for a long time instantly poured into Tang Shao's brain, and after a muffled snort, he woke up.

The room was dimly lit, the computer screen flickered brightly and dimly, and a smiling face blocked there that made Tang Shao's pounding heart instantly quiet. Turning over slightly, he fell asleep again. So much so that he didn't have time to think about why Tang Rou was still playing on the computer; Why in the dark, he can still clearly distinguish Tang Rou's smile; Why can people's emotions change so quickly?