"Xiao Yanzi, don't come and ask me for peace soon." Fang Yan, who had just returned from the car, pushed open the door of the dormitory, and heard Huang Shang's slightly sharp shout.

Huang Shang, nicknamed the emperor, likes to call himself "I" and "Widow".

In his mouth, the eldest Qian Hui was called Qian Baozi because of his slightly chubby body and the identity of the rich second generation, the second Feng Wenyuan was a great talent, but the old four dialects were reduced to small dialects.

"Long live my emperor, long live." Fang Yan put his backpack in the corner of the bedroom, walked over and looked at Huang Shang and smiled.

“you have being slayed。” A voice came from Huang Shang's computer.

"Damn, Huang Shang, you're dead." Feng Wenyuan shouted loudly.

"666, My Emperor's Daily Death Series." Qian Hui responded with a smile and greeted Fang Yan.

Huang Shang turned his head, his face began to turn blue, looking at the fox who crossed the line on the screen and was dancing towards his corpse, gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Fangzi, I give you Shang Fang's sword, and quickly kill this demon girl for me." ”

"Huh!"

Fang Yan sat in Huang Shang's position, manipulated the demon queen out of the spring, looked at the fox opposite and squinted his eyes, isn't it a scum fox of Bronze 5? I'm a man with the title of the little brass overlord.

Since then, the Summoner's Canyon has never seen a dialect again......

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Everyone's definition of college is different, and high school teachers will tell you that college is a paradise; People who work hard in society will tell you that college is the last ivory tower in your life; And in the eyes of dialects, the university can think of heaven and hell......

"I said the third child, you are now addicted to learning and are getting thinner and thinner." Looking at the dialect that had just come out of the library, Qian Hui quipped.

"Yesterday, the Buddha dreamed and persuaded me to study hard and make progress every day." Fang Yan clasped his hands together and looked at Qian Hui with a serious way.

"I'm afraid the Buddha is telling you to have fun in time, don't lose your youth, and get out of the single dog industry as soon as possible." Feng Wenyuan interjected with a grin.

The "......" dialect retreats, well, you're not single dogs, you're right about everything.

Stop and stop along the way, buy some snacks, gossip about the interesting facts of the students and teachers in the school, and analyze the recent events in the Summoner's Canyon......

"Dead fatty, don't get over here!" As soon as they walked near the movie theater, the four dialects heard a slightly chilly shout.

"Brothers, I'll go first, take care." Qian Hui said solemnly to the other three, and walked towards his girlfriend Zhang Qian.

"Take care, brother!"

"Huang Shang, you too, the dragon body is important!"

Feng Wenyuan and Huang Shang glanced at each other sadly, said to each other, and then walked towards his girlfriend who was staring at him.

Fang Yan looked at this scene, and his heart was cold, brothers, have you considered that there is a single dog here? Although I am a fighting dog, this is not how dog food is eaten......

"Huihui, go and bring my little Yanzi over, Shen Jiao is waiting inside." Zhang Qian whispered in Qian Hui's ear.

That's right, this is a plan specially prepared for dialects, led by Qian Hui, supplemented by Feng Wenyuan and Huang Shang, seeing that dialects have become more and more lonely and strange in the past two months, they discussed and formulated such a "battle plan to save dialects".

In their eyes, there is nothing that a girlfriend can't solve, and if there is, it's that you don't have a girlfriend at all.

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"Xiao Yanzi, what are you doing on my side, sit next to Shen Jiao, and I don't do anything." Huang Shang glanced at Fang Yan, who was about to sit next to him, and said disdainfully.

Glancing at Huang Shang resentfully, Fang Yan had no choice but to sit next to Shen Jiao.

"Why do they call you Xiaoyanzi?" As soon as he sat down, a crisp voice came from beside the dialect.

"It's just a nickname, my name is dialect." Fang Yan looked at Shen Jiao, who could score 80 points on the posture next to him, and replied.

"Today, Sister Qian took me over to watch the movie, but I didn't expect it to be with you." Shen Jiao glanced at her, and her words were playful.

"Ahem! I didn't know at first. Fang Yan laughed embarrassedly twice, and then fell silent, watching the movie without saying a word.

"Is your dorm room so happy?"

"Hmmm......"

"What do you do at home?"

"Small business, ordinary people."

……

"Fourth, this is wood." Qian Hui, who was not far away, looked at the silent dialect and Shen Jiao, and whispered to Zhang Qian.

If the dialect hears this, it will definitely cry out loudly, not because I don't want to say it, but because I really don't know what to say.

Until the end of this movie, Fang Yan didn't say a word to Shen Jiao, even if Shen Jiao pulled up a few topics, Fang Yan just hurriedly coped with it, ending the conversation with "um" and "right".

Fang Yan knew Qian Hui's good intentions, but for him now, the term girlfriend was too far away from him. Before the problem of crossing is solved, he can't give anyone protection now, and he has no intention of finding a girlfriend.

Because he fears a term, death, and in a corner of history that no one knows.

After watching the movie, Shen Jiao took advantage of the incident and left, and Fang Yan and his party had to hurriedly finish dinner and return to their bedroom.

"Fourth, let's talk about it, what's going on."

Qian Hui stood in front, and Huang Shang and Feng Wenyuan were divided into left and right, as if they were being interrogated by three divisions.

"The three of us worked so hard to designate the plan, the specially chosen Resident Evil, that girl is not ugly, right?"

"Do you know that you're a piece of rotten wood?" Qian Hui pointed to the dialect and said, with a face of hatred that iron does not become steel.

"I ......"

"What am I, you can't give Shen Jiao a little reaction, all the time, uh-huh, you treat you as an answering machine, it's embarrassing! Big Brother"

"That's right, Fang Yan, you can talk to Shen Jiao about how to survive after Resident Evil, and then you can save the world!" Huang Shang followed Qian Hui's words and said.

"For example, you said that I would keep my composure at the moment of the outbreak of Resident Evil, and then save myself according to the existing conditions and find a weapon......"

"No, finding a safe place first is the most important ......"

"Are you ignoring the issue of food...... Qian Hui also began to discuss.

"To ......"

Looking at the topic of the three people who shifted from criticizing themselves to survival in the apocalypse, Fang Yan was dumbfounded, but he felt warm in his heart, but he faintly had another feeling, as if what would really happen in the future.

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After the failure of the project to save the tongues, life is back to the way it was.

I dedicate part of my day to studying dimensional space, and although there is no result, the dialect is very satisfying. Check out Master Bei's wilderness survival, read the Encyclopedia of Survival in the Wild, and then go to the gym for a workout the rest of the day......

In this way, the day before the fourth crossing, Fang Yan, who was obviously much stronger, carried his one-person-high backpack on his back, and embarked on the road to the deep mountains under the surprised eyes of passers-by.

Like a lonely walker, he doesn't know where the road ahead leads, but he keeps going......