Qiao Jia calmed down in the room for half an hour before he slowly came out of his place. He paced on the second and third floors, but he didn't go down to the first floor. Finally, after waiting for ten o'clock, the business of the bright moon night was over, and then he walked slowly down to convene a meeting.

Qiao Jia swept around the main members of the bright moonlit night, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the eaves, and quickly looked away.

"Smack", the sound of slapping the table sounded.

Qiao Jia took his hand away, there was a piece of paper on the table, and when the rice cake and the face demon looked at it, they immediately reacted, this is the challenge book brought by the girl opposite during the day.

Eaves didn't pay attention to the piece of paper, just stared at Qiao Jia's slightly red palm.

Qiao Jia hurriedly withdrew his hand, cleared his throat, and said, "Why don't you discuss it, what should I do about this?" ”。

"What else can I do, ignore her!" Rice cake thinks it's a challenge book or something, it's quite naïve, and it's not a child.

The face demon thought this kind of thing was funny, and he liked to make fun of it, so he said, "Of course you have to take it, don't let people say that they are afraid of them." ”。

The eaves were noncommittal, and did not speak.

Qiao Jia pressed his temples and said helplessly: "I don't like to cause trouble. ”。

The rice cake nodded in agreement, and the face demon relaxed his body weakly, slumped on the chair, and the old god of the eaves was sitting.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Jia changed his style again: "However, everyone has bullied us." You see, tonight, the other side will come directly to our door to pull people. ”。

Speaking of this, Qiao Jia is angry, you say that they do business well, whether the guests come or not depends on their strength, and it is a bit too much to rob people at the door.

As soon as the face demon saw that there was a play, he immediately echoed: "That's right, you should increase the momentum of the bright moon night and extinguish the majesty on the other side." ”。

Rice cake also reacted when he heard this, and did not speak again, quite a little agreeing.

The three high-level leaders of the bright moon night had agreed, and Qiao Jia turned his head to stare at the eaves.

Eaves raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Okay." ”。

Joga was fascinated by him, because he found the eaves to be particularly lively today. No, no, no, to be precise, it started after this game was updated, and the eaves are more human than before.

Qiao Jia was looking at it, but the other two over there couldn't wait.

The rice cake screamed a few times before pulling him back.

As soon as he came back to his senses, Qiao Jia saw the face of the demon who was smiling but not smiling, and suddenly felt a hot current rushing to his head, and he dared to conclude that he was blushing.

Qiao Jia didn't dare to look at the eaves anymore, so he didn't see the demon on the other side of the eaves showing a warning.

"Ahem, since you have all agreed to fight, then you take a look at the challenge above, who is better to participate?" Qiao Jia hurriedly returned to the topic, and pointed to the challenge book to everyone in a serious way.

There are a total of three fights in this challenge book, and two wins of three games. They are food shows, beauty pageants, and talent shows. Xiangyulou was particularly afraid that Qiao Jia should not fight, and added a sentence at the end, "The three elements of Qinglou use strength to divide the victory and defeat, and it is the puppy who dare not compare." ”。

“……”

Qiao Jia was the first to laugh and said, "This little girl is very interesting. ”。

As soon as these words came out, everyone stared at him, and Qiao Jia was so embarrassed by them that he stopped laughing. What's wrong with both of them? I'm just telling the truth......

Qiao Jia regained his attitude and said: "In my opinion, the face demon goes to the beauty pageant, and the rice cake goes to the talent, so I will be wronged and go to the food!" What do you think? ”。

The face demon frowned, a little embarrassed, and said, "Can I change my face to a good-looking one?" ”。

Qiao Jia waved his hand indifferently and said, "Yes!" As long as it's beautiful. ”。

Rice cake has no problem with his talent show, but it is Qiaojia's food show......

"You know how to cook?" This sentence is difficult to ask out loud, although the rice cake feels novel, but now it is Qiao Jia's matter that interests him the most.

Qiao Jia looked at the distrustful looks of several people, a little funny, and said, "What? Is it weird to be able to cook? ”。

"Of course not, it's just a question of whether it's good or not." The face demon smiled at Qiao Jiayingying. He is also a person who can cook, but no matter how hard he tries, he still feels that it is not good enough. So, it's easy to cook, but it's hard to do well!

Qiao Jia felt that he was really weak enough as a boss, and he had no prestige in the hearts of his employees. But it doesn't matter, they'll know then.

The time was not early, Qiao Jia spoke to everyone, and said, "Okay, okay, it's almost half past ten, let's go to bed!" Anyway, the game is in three days, so you two have to practice hard. ”。

The group went separately to their rooms, and Joga was pulled by the eaves before entering the door. He looked at the other party suspiciously, smiled slightly, said goodnight in a deep magnetic voice, and went into the room offline.

Qiao Jia was stupid by him and stood at the door of the room in a daze, his mind was blank, only the good night just now was around him.

After a long while, Qiao Jia came back to his senses, took a quick look, and no one saw his stupidity, so he hurried into the room and went offline.

Qiao Jia, who returned to reality, lay on the bed for a full twenty minutes before he was slightly normal.

I got up and went to the toilet to wash up neatly, and when I came back, several people in the dormitory were still in the game.

Joga glanced at the time, eleven o'clock. Although he is also a fan of games, he is also a person with high self-discipline, going to bed before 11 o'clock every day and getting up at 7 o'clock in the morning, whether he goes to class or not.

The roommates always said that he wouldn't enjoy it, not even sleep in. He just smiled and didn't refute, everyone has their own way of living, and for him, getting up early every day to eat breakfast is enjoyment.

Joga lay down on the bed, covered the quilt, and closed his eyes.

A minute passed......

Two minutes passed......

Five minutes passed......

Ten minutes passed......

Lying down for half an hour, Qiao Jia didn't wake up, he turned over a little boredly, reminding himself not to think about it, don't think about it, but before going offline, the sultry good night of the eaves couldn't be waved out, especially in such a quiet night.

Qiao Jia closed his eyes and rolled them for a long time, and finally felt a little sleepy, and then he heard the friction of clothes and the sound of walking, and woke up in a daze.

Qiao Jia wanted to open his eyes, but he was afraid that he would really not be able to sleep by then, so he continued to close his eyes and brew.

On the second day, Qiao Jia was a little in good spirits, and the whole person was in a daze, so he got up and went to the toilet to look in the mirror, and the faint black circles hung under his eyes, looking a little pitiful.

He felt as if he hadn't slept all night, but he felt like he was asleep again. It was a wonderful feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time.

Qiao Jia looked in the mirror, touched his face, and then dressed up and gently closed the door for his roommates.

In the early morning, Qiao Jia walked on the campus shrouded in fog, and there were only a few people quietly, and they were hidden by the fog every one or two meters and couldn't be seen.

There was a slight wind blowing, Qiao Jia was so cold that he shrunk his shoulders, he just went out and had no energy, and he forgot to bring a scarf, and now he didn't bother to go back to get it, so he continued to walk forward.

Feeling something cold and cool burrowing into his neck, Joga looked up at the misty sky and saw some tiny whites drifting down.

Ah, it's snowing! This year's City B is a few days later than last year. I don't know where the eaves live, and if it snows?