After sending Zhang Cong and his bewitching pink sports car away, Tang Shao suddenly had a psychological gap.

Excluding the color of the car, that car is probably worth millions, right? Do UP owners with tens of thousands of fans make so much money? Wouldn't it be too rude to hook up with a millionaire just now? However, Tang Shao was quickly relieved again. With Zhang Cong's style, who would have thought that he would be a millionaire. That kind of behavior is worthy of that kind of treatment.

Walking and stretching their waists, Tang Shao and Tang Rou walked slowly towards the gymnasium. However, thinking about the noisy environment in the gymnasium and the unique smell of otaku makes people have no desire to go back at all. The birds here are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the voices are mostly the voices of school girls, which are crisp and pleasant.

Thinking that he hadn't eaten lunch yet, he simply turned around again and wanted to go to the cafeteria, but after turning around half a circle, he remembered that his pocket was empty, and he didn't even have the money to print. I talked to the green onion about millions of business just now, but now my pocket is still empty. It's sad enough to think about yourself. It doesn't matter if he doesn't have a mobile phone, but when Zhang Cong asked him about his bank card account number, Tang Shao was sad to find that he really had nothing.

Thinking of Zhang Cong's bewitching sports car, another question popped up: "No money, how did we come to school in the morning?" ”

Tang Shao couldn't help but look in the direction of the school gate, wanting to see his past a few hours ago, but the school gate was exactly what it should be now, the people who should be there are all there, and the people who shouldn't be there naturally don't even have a ghost.

Again abominable amnesia!

With this premise, any small problems will naturally come and be forgotten suddenly. When Tang Shao's brain was finally inactive, they had already unconsciously arrived in the square in front of the library.

A person walking more than a dozen meters in front of them felt familiar. Tang Shao unconsciously glanced at Tang Rou beside him. Because that figure is too similar to Tang Rou.

"Is that your sister?" Tang Shao pointed to the person in front of him and asked.

Tang Rou just squinted and smiled, but did not speak.

At other times, Tang Rou's smile always gave Tang Shao a very warm feeling, but no matter how you look at this smiling face now, I feel that it is a smile with insufficient IQ, silly and silly.

Looking back for the figure, she had already entered the library, her black clothes shaking through the glass window and disappearing completely.

"Brother, I'm hungry." Tang Rou's coquettish voice interrupted Tang Shao's curiosity again. It just so happened that his stomach also "gurgled" at this time, and this time it was Tang Shao's turn to smirk. As someone else's brother, he can't even afford a full meal. Before thinking about it, it seemed that his food was still given by Ouyang Beiyan. Thinking about it this way, it seems that he has become the kind of person he hated in the past, known as the little white face, or to put it bluntly, the one who eats soft rice.

Tang Shao now finally understands the realistic side of the sentence that a penny is difficult for a hero. Thinking about his mess, there was really nothing to be nostalgic for, so he simply didn't go back, and went home directly.

But how do you go back?

After being full of wine and food, turning over to the sofa, and sleeping Meimei in front of the TV set that didn't know what content was already Tang Shao's norm. Today is no exception. When he opened his eyes again, it was already night, and he saw that Ouyang Beiyan was still distracted at the dinner table, Tang Shao knew that it should be after seven o'clock in the evening and before eight o'clock in the evening.

Seeing Tang Shao walk in, Ouyang Beiyan asked sharply as if he had returned to his soul, "Did you go out today?" ”

"Well, I'm going to the school game show." Tang Shao replied listlessly.

"You're at the XXX Polytechnic Games Show?"

"Well, my alma mater."

"You're from XXX Polytechnic University? Do you know that...... Hey, forget it. After Ouyang Beiyan realized his gaffe, he brought the bowl to his mouth and pulled two mouthfuls of rice extremely ungracefully. I couldn't help but complain secretly in my heart: "I haven't found Dr. Ji in so many materials, how can he know that he is brainless." ”

Tang Shao fell asleep in a daze, so naturally he didn't pay attention to Ouyang Beiyan's abnormality. Stretched out his hand and grabbed a ball from the plate in front of Ouyang Beiyan's eyes and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I don't know anyone, I just know an old dean, but unfortunately he doesn't know me yet." I think I was called by the wrong name back then. ”

"Oh." Ouyang Beiyan had already calculated in his heart, so he was not surprised by Tang Shao's words.

In the past few days, Ouyang Beiyan has also been very depressed, and when she eats, she is relaxed, so she naturally wants to talk about family life, so she asked, "You won't wear this to school, will you?" ”

"yes, there's no extra clothes in the cupboard."

Ouyang Beiyan's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and he suddenly thought that he really didn't seem to have prepared a change of clothes for Tang Shao. Coughing dryly twice, perfunctory the topic, Ouyang Beiyan asked again: "How did you go to school today?" ”

As soon as she finished asking, Ouyang Beiyan suddenly felt an abnormal restlessness in her brain, looked up, and found that Tang Rou was looking at them, smiling, but her eyes were blazing.

Finding that he seemed to have asked some taboo question again, Ouyang Beiyan quickly changed the topic again: "What did you exhibit at the exhibition?" ”

"TR, a game made by Tang Rou."

Ouyang Beiyan wanted to ask: "What kind of game is it?" How? Fortunately, her nerves had just tightened, and she didn't touch this kind of question that might make Tang Rou uneasy again.

After hesitating for a long time, Ouyang Beiyan could only helplessly choose to be a dumb person.

But Ouyang Beiyan stopped talking, but Tang Shao was aroused by Ouyang's interest in speaking, so he said vaguely on the second meatball: "I saw a person during the day, especially like you." ”

"Oh. You won't be single for a long time, and everyone looks like a beauty, right? Ouyang Beiyan perfunctory Tang Shao, and didn't forget to glance at Tang Rou, and bit his tongue without paying attention.

Tang Shao quickly caught this signal and hurriedly asked, "It can't really be you, right?" ”

"Of course not." Ouyang Beiyan firmly denied it.

Tang Shao still refused to let go, always feeling that he had a lot of questions to ask Ouyang Beiyan, but he forgot them for a while because of his amnesia. But at the moment, I seem to have grasped a very critical issue, of course......

“TR！” Ouyang Beiyan was annoyed by the question, so he simply didn't even perfunctory, and shouted directly.

Then, Tang Shao felt that his brain was in a trance, and then he was instantly relaxed, and there was no problem.

"Still ask?" Ouyang Beiyan looked at Tang Shao with a smile and asked.

"Huh? What do you ask? ”

After dinner, Ouyang Beiyan locked himself in his room. Tang Shao slipped behind Tang Rou, who was still fighting on the computer.

"Do you think your sister is abnormal?"

"Hmm. She's hiding something from you. Tang Rou replied naturally, looking like an insider.

Tang Shao became interested, and immediately asked again: "What's the matter?" ”

Then he felt that his brain was in a trance, and he seemed to have forgotten something. It feels so familiar, but it's really comfortable.

"Brother, our game." Tang Rou had already closed the game and opened a web page.

The webpage shows a microblogging interface. Tang Shao leaned over and found that the Weibo name was "CG Liu Feng", and he was still an officially certified professional e-sports player.

"Shandong green onions let you see." Tang Rou added.

Click on the top article of Weibo, it is really a screenshot of TR's game interface. But the text content is only evaluated with the word "difficult", and there is not even a punctuation.

"It's too perfunctory! This is a resentment caused by abuse. Tang Shao felt that he had been tricked. But looking at the tens of thousands of replies on Weibo, I think it's worth it.

Celebrities are celebrities.,It's been posted for less than an hour.,There have been tens of thousands of replies.,And there's basically no water sticker.,Most of them are asking what game it is.,Where is there a download.。

After reading Liu Feng, Tang Shao remembered Hu Yuntian again, but he also owed himself a publicity. So I searched for Yunhu again. In a row of similar nicknames, I chose the one with the most fans, and when I clicked in, it was LJ Cloud Fox.

Unlike Liu Feng, this guy actually pinned two Weibo posts, and one was a long Weibo. Tang Shao's head was dizzy when he sprinkled thousands of words, but such a long Weibo was just to illustrate one thing: TR is really difficult, but it is rubbish. It's a lot like his chattering style.

Especially the latter Weibo, which used up the entire 140 words, only copied one sentence: The mentally retarded will give TR a bad review. It's full of resentment.

"This can be considered propaganda, this is a public execution." Tang Shao was also full of resentment. However, clicking on the reply, Tang Shao was relieved again.

The reply to the top headline was actually posted by Yunhu himself: I am mentally retarded, so I gave a bad review. Moreover, I was destined to be a retard, a retarded person who only deserves to play parkour games.

Then the replies were full of curiosity.

"Great God, what kind of game?".

"Is it the same game as the Flowing Wind God?"

"I'll go, the game that the cloud fox god can't even take, it's not playable at all, right?"

"Ask for a connection!"

"+1 for Links"

“+2”

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Weibo has been posted for more than an hour, and at this time, Hu Yuntian, who has not been able to see a boss after playing all afternoon, was so angry that he smashed his keyboard and hurried out.

"Hey! Uncle Yuan, is the meeting over? Hu Yuntian called the team manager, Yuan Cheng.

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"Well, I'll see you at the base in half an hour."

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"What's the rush to eat? What's the hurry? ”

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"What is the president of Mirage Asia, can it be more important than killing Liu Feng's CG?"

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"Well, of course it's certain."

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"You still don't believe what I'm saying...... Well, well, although I usually say that life is unreliable, you can call Zhang Cong that guy as well. Forehead...... Well, that's not reliable either. Liu Feng, you always believe what Liu Feng said, right? I'll tie him up even if I tie him up. ”

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"Hey, that's a good idea. Call all the people on the team, and call the boss too, I'm really afraid that the boss will have an opinion after inviting that true god to our side. ”

Hu Yuntian swore and walked straight to the training base.