"Ah......h

If this is going to be a TV series, if there is a big guy to make up a 3D special effect for Yang Mobai, the yellow light wave of Super Saiyan's transformation is very suitable, anyway, the output is all by roaring, one meaning!

If it weren't for feeling sorry for his kidney 6, Yang Mobai would have smashed it with his backhand!

What about the gift from my grandfather when I went to college, I don't dare to make a random ......

"Damn,!"

The mobile phone couldn't get out of breath, Yang Mobai could only raise his right foot and kick the desk next to him, and for a while, his anger couldn't be dissipated.

Not to mention Yang Mobai's thunderstorm, Tang Yu, who had sneaked back to the office, glanced at the computer on the desktop and found that the progress bar was stuck in the "99%" gap, which made him depressed.

It's rendering, and he can't operate it at all, so he can't figure out what's stuck!

The only thing this can do is just sit on the edge of the computer and watch quietly, which is nothing more than two results: first, stuck, this broken Ae is happy, the progress is 100% instantly, and it is successfully completed; Second, it's stuck, oh my god, the computer is dead, everything is clear, perfect!

"Ahh

"Didi~"

There is a way that when a sneeze sounds, disaster and bad luck come together.

"Who misses me? No, no, no, it must be Lao Yang who is drawing circles behind his back and cursing me! ”

Tang Yu, who muttered a little puzzled, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and it was this glance that his back was wet in an instant.

"Damn, that melon peel actually uploaded a photo of Lao Yang to the Internet? I greeted him with an immortal banban~ This time I'm really going to die, Lao Yang Tie definitely thinks that I did this, oh my God, I can't tell ten mouths! ”

Spread out weakly on the swivel chair in the office, Tang Yu seemed to have been drained by the fox spirit, looking like he had been hollowed out.

"Wang Daxian Cheng doesn't deceive me~"

……

No matter how much Tang Yu struggled, no matter how violent Yang Mobai was, the matter was a foregone conclusion, no matter how much the two of them fluttered, it would not help.

Fortunately, on Yang Mobai's side, Yin Yue said something badly, and finally calmed down his emotions.

To tell the truth, the salted fish party in the forum will also take this as a fun, and the fun will be over, if you really want to talk about women's clothing bosses, there are so many comic conventions across the country every year, and you don't want to see as many as you want, just as many as you want!

That's not another meme on the Internet, "This young lady is so beautiful, she must be a man!" "Isn't that what you're talking about?

In fact, a large part of the reason why it can be placed at the top and become a hot post is that the forum is about to decline, and now the rise of social methods such as Weibo and WeChat is impacting the status of the forum in the school.

In today's case, it is not an exaggeration to call it "the last madness".

Yin Yue's set of arguments, Yang Mobai, who slowly calmed down, recognized it, and people who don't know can say whatever they like, and they are all positive evaluations, but the trouble has not been formed.

Yang Mobai's main fear is that the people he knows will make fun of this matter when the time comes, and it will be very uncomfortable!

Women's clothes can be worn, but a guy with the surname Don must die!

"My first name~"

After muttering silently in his heart, Yang Mobai let out a sad sigh and sat down directly on the sofa, half of his body leaning on the leg of Yin Yue, who was sitting on the armrest of the sofa, with a look of grievance.

"Yueyue, it's all your fault~"

Tsk, it's really a good show!

……

In the office of the vice dean of the Faculty of Arts, Zhou Ke habitually went to Peng Huan's territory to drink tea after eating, although he preferred coffee to tea.

But after all, it is someone's territory, and if you come to be a guest, you must have the consciousness of being a guest, and it is unacceptable to pick and choose!

"Yo, Brother Peng, do you still have time to watch the forum, this year's project has been completed?"

Zhou Ke, who was not polite at all, pushed the door straight in, and saw Peng Huan sitting on the office chair with his chin propped up, looking at the computer screen happily, stepping forward in three or two steps, poking his head and glancing at the computer screen curiously.

"Tsk, do kids like this tune now? It's retro, Marilyn Monroe! But then again, is this a man or a woman? ”

Hearing Zhou Ke's words, he slowly raised his head.

"What do you want to do with me again?"

Without directly answering Zhou Ke's question, Peng Huan turned to stare at the little fat man in front of him with a wary face.

"Am I so unbearable in your heart? My heart aches! ”

Hearing this, Zhou Ke covered his chest with both hands and made a grief-stricken appearance.

"On the contrary, the heart is on the left, and the guy who doesn't pretend to be like it."

Rolling his eyes silently, Peng Huan snorted angrily, stood up from his position, walked to the chair in front of the coffee table and sat down.

"Drink coffee and take it in the cabinet, but only instant ones, not as good as you go directly to the office to get a coffee machine!"

Seeing that Zhou Ke was about to sit down with him, Peng Huan raised his right hand and pointed to the bookcase in the corner of the wall, and said.

"No, no, I'll just drink tea with you!"

Zhou Ke, who didn't listen to Peng Huan, went to the bookcase to get coffee, and sat down, his face full of smiles.

As for the sentence in his heart, "Can instant coffee be called coffee?" "Naturally, it is not known to Peng Huan.

"Didn't I learn from you, I can't drink tea, it's just such a sip of coffee, if you don't drink it for a moment, you won't be happy, and you can't write your paper!"

"You're addicted!"

Shaking his head, Peng Huan picked up the teapot and filled the cup in front of Zhou Ke.

"Is it okay to suddenly come to my office today?"

"It's really okay, isn't it passing by, just by the way, I came up and sat down...... Well, if you don't mind at night......"

……

In the afternoon, because Yin Yue and they had classes, Yang Mobai didn't go to the big job to practice, looked at the time, and estimated that Peng Huan should be in the office, so he rode Mao Qianpei's little donkey to the direction of the Academy of Letters.

It's been half a month since the start of school, and Yang Mobai has been thinking about the incident that Peng Huan mentioned to him before the holiday last semester, and Yang Mobai has been thinking about it for more than two months!

No, after synthesizing the suggestions of Mr. Xu, Mr. Yang, and Yin Yue, as well as his own ideas, taking advantage of the fact that it will be fine, Yang Mobai is ready to give Peng Huan an answer!

……

"I'll go to your house for a meal! I saw my sister-in-law buy a fish......"

The front foot is fine, and the back foot Zhou Ke's words suddenly turned.

"I know there's something wrong with your kid!"

"Why, if your daughter-in-law is not at home, she won't be able to cook? You can eat fish, but you have to pay for it! I said that you are not too young, so it is not difficult to learn by yourself! ”

Looking at the smile on Zhou Ke's face, Peng Huan couldn't help but laugh and scold.

"Don't mind, Brother Peng, you are ingenious and make good dishes, but the one in my family resolutely refuses to let me into the kitchen, saying that he doesn't want to die yet, what can I do! The only thing I do is a hot pot, but I can't eat it every day......

Regarding Peng Huan's suggestion, Zhou Ke spread his hands helplessly, did he not want to do it? No, it's strength that doesn't allow it!

"Hot Pot ......"

Can this thing be described as a specialty dish? What's the difference between being able to cook porridge?

Dig for rice, pour water, plug in electricity, sit and wait for half an hour, and finish eating!

On the hour, the base material of Zhou Ke's hometown is boiled, and it is good to cut the material directly!

Where is the technical content?

Peng Huan, who was already powerless to complain, was about to diss Zhou Ke fiercely, but just as he was about to speak, he heard a knock on the door.

"Tuk Tuk!"