The smoke was thick and the fluorescent lights were a little dim. Hundreds of computers were lined up, and on each couch sat a scribbled guy, wearing a headset, his hair and red eyes, swearing and swearing while smoking a low-quality cigarette. Without exception, they all sat crookedly, but when they waved the mouse, they seemed to be waving Fang Xuan, and their eyes were full of confidence.

Only the S-level student Lu Mingfei is different. He sat alone in a private room for two in an Internet café, his eyebrows drooping, taking a listless sip of Coke and tapping on the keyboard.

"Are you still coming?" He sent a message.

On the other end of the network, Old Tang sat in front of the computer, his expression solemn, and the sweat of his right hand soaked the mouse.

It was three o'clock in the morning American time, but he didn't feel sleepy, just stared at the exploded base on the screen, so angry that he wanted to stomp his feet. He knew that his becoming the number one in the interstellar channel was a thing of the past, and Lu Mingfei made him feel a huge pressure last time, but it was not invulnerable, only a slight gap, and he still had the hope of regaining his throne and continuing to enjoy the loneliness that belonged to the king.

Therefore, when Lu Mingfei asked him to cut a plate today, he was overjoyed, and he went online in a hurry, and he was refreshed, just like the second in the world who knew that the entire martial arts was going to be re-ranked, and years of hard training made him see the hope of coming out on top.

After the first game, he took off his pajamas; After the third game, he loosened his arm and wiped the sweat from his head; After the fifth game, he lit a cigarette with a trembling hand and took a hard puff, but he still couldn't suppress the heart palpitations one after another. He felt a little confused, feeling that he had been hit first with a smothering stick, and then with a continuous four-shot smothering stick, the stick entered his brain, and the hair was fatal.

He lost five in a row and had no way to fight back.

No, it's not just that there is no way to fight back! This is clearly Mario out of the house, and finds that all the people walking on the road are not chestnut boys, but the great demon king of Kuba who spits flames. Old Tang patted his forehead painfully, and found that he was thinking about it, where is this competition for the supreme martial arts?

This is clearly transformed from martial arts to cultivating immortals, even if you are a grandmaster Da Quan, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, but the opposite side controls the great power of heaven and earth, no matter how powerful you are, you can't compare to the power of heaven and earth.

But he was still unwilling, he couldn't lose the title of first place just like that, and he had to jump twice to show that he did his best, so he gritted his teeth, straightened up, took a deep breath, and spit out a big smoke ring.

"Come!" He clicked the keyboard, his eyebrows scowling with a murderous look at death. Twenty minutes later, Old Tang sat in front of the computer in a daze, his lips trembled, his eyes glazed, the light of the screen illuminated his gray face, and the whole person didn't look like he had just been beaten a few sticks, but more like he was glued with an iron door when he went out.

He shook his head and realized that he had made a big mistake. The dignity of the so-called interstellar first human beings in the past tense is limited to the category of human beings in any case.

But what is his opponent like a man? Experienced, terrifying consciousness, and a keen sense of smell as if the whole picture was opened.

As for micro-manipulation? Old Tang squinted, thinking of the overwhelming Zerg army at the end, his heart was cold.

He had never seen such a terrifying Zerg army, giving people the feeling that each one had its own subjective consciousness, and he was really fighting against the Zerg army.

Damn it! Old Tang scratched his head in despair, when did this guy's micro-manipulation improve so much, Shibei should be impressed for three days, but this has not been three days, could it be that this product was hiding last time.

"Are you still coming?" It's the same three words again.

"Take a break, take a break!" Lao Tang decisively chose a strategic shift, "Now I am in a bad state, my fingers are stiff, my mouse is convulsive, my keyboard is rusty, and my net is still a little stuck." "Then come back when you're resting?"

"No problem." Old Don rolled his eyes at the computer screen while typing, how about you rest? If I can rest well, I'll be the number one fool in the sky!

He couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart and sent a message to him.

"Brother, how did you play so well today? What's going on? Lu Mingfei looked at this news and scratched his head, feeling a little surprised.

Is this considered a good performance? It's not much better, right, so how bad is the performance? One Finger Zen and Cerebral Palsy Consciousness? Wait, he slapped his face and realized that he had made a mistake, this is not participating in an e-sports tryout in a trial, so why is it serious? It's not a good thing, it's just that the interview is passed.

“！！！” Old Tang sent three huge exclamation marks, brother, did you pass the interview?

"Of course!" Lu Mingfei sent a smiling panda face.

"Congratulations!" Old Tang was surprised, "I didn't expect you to have this ability, brother!" Is their school looking for your interstellar skills or speaking skills? How much is the tuition fee per year? Is there a lot of girls in school? ”

"In fact, the official language of their school is not English but Chinese, and I don't know how much the tuition fee is a year, because I have a scholarship, and the tuition should be completely free." As for the quality of the girl.。。。 Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment, "It's hard to say anything else, the interviewer looks pretty good, and he has a sweet image of Satomi Ishihara." ”

The screen was silent for a minute before Old Tang's reply jumped out.

"Brother, no, big brother! You'll be my big brother from now on! Does your school still admit students? If you don't recruit students, will there be a shortage of people? If the professor is not good, I can be a physical education teacher, if I can't do physical education, I can also be a security guard for everyone, but if I can't be a waterway worker, I don't care, labor is the most glorious! I don't pick on work! ”

"You don't need to be calm, even if you don't have a scholarship, I'm going to go to Satomi Ishihara!"

"Where did you come from?"

"For the sake of Satomi Ishihara, death is death, and the house is home!" Old Tang was straightforward, "What do you know, I have shed blood for Satomi Ishihara, and I am willing to hollow out my body for her!" ”

"I didn't expect you guys with thick eyebrows and big eyes to be such brainless fans! If Satomi Ishihara appeared in front of you, you would definitely act like a dog! ”

"Woohoo!" Old Don didn't hesitate. "Old Tang, you control your emotions first...

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, "Actually, I don't really want to go." ”

There was another minute of silence before the news of Old Tang came.

"Sun thief! Don't let me get caught and beat you to death when you come to the United States!"

"Old Tang, your Chinese teacher is from the Northeast, right?"

"Brother, are you stupid? That's an American university! And scholarships! And Satomi Ishihara! You don't want to go?? Have you had your brain run over by a Terran chariot or have you been kicked by a Zerg puppy? Old Tang was full of envy and righteous indignation.

"How can I say that? Actually, I was very resistant to my parents' arrangement. Lu Mingfei sighed, "I feel that I was still worried about the college entrance examination a while ago, and in a blink of an eye, my parents arranged the university for me, and I was a little reluctant." ”

"Bah, kill you pretending to be a criminal, you may be snickering in your heart."