"Go take a shower, sour. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Zuo Ling wrinkled his nose and didn't look back, the mouse pointer on the screen quickly swiped over the dazzling white cheeks and waists of the girls in swimsuits, and the page scrolled to the like comment area, and sure enough, the seven-character party called "Single Clothes Tasting Du Si Stop" occupied the first three floors again.

Whenever the etiquette team and swimsuit ********** of Dongming Forestry University post the latest photo posts on the Snow Posen forum, this gentleman has never been absent from the top three.

This is not surprising, and it is enough to give elementary school students a computer with constant internet access.

If it's a bit of a surprise, add one more thing:

"Twenty-three years."

Don't say that this kind of thing can be done by elementary school students who repeat a grade for 17 years, for primary school students who repeat a grade for 17 years, the social university will automatically award a doctorate, and they are no longer primary school students.

For 23 years, Mr. Du Sizhu has been chasing all kinds of swimsuit girls on the Sherposon Forum.

When the ordinary fans of the Winter Colonel's etiquette team and swimsuit ********** talk about him, they will always sigh with admiration:

"This person is definitely sick!"

And the less common fans - such people are often called so-and-so crazy or perverts - affectionately refer to him as "the big senior".

Even the members of the Winter Colonel Etiquette Team and the Swimsuit ********** have gradually accepted the existence of this ghost-like old mansion in the past twenty-three years, and every time a new photo is released, they will thank the senior for his continued support at the end.

As long as you persevere, even if what you do is useless, the world will give you a recognition.

Of course, the premise is that there is nothing you can do about you, just like the moderator can neither delete Mr. Du Sizhu's illegal post, nor can he destroy it offline.

The privileges of "Single-Clothed Wine Tasting Du Stop Cup" in the forum are surprisingly high, and no one can delete the floor where he violated the combo, or even move the posts he replied to. Over the past 23 years, the moderators have complained to the General Affairs Department of Dongming Forestry University countless times, but they have only received one answer:

"We regret this, and there is nothing we can do about Mr. Du Sizhu."

There is no way, there is no choice, and I want to make compromises.

If the publishers were given a truckload of anti-tank bazookas and Mr. Does's home address, the consequences could be imagined.

Zuo Ling thought that with his carefulness and patience, he would be able to learn about their trip to Changqi from his activities on social networking sites.

Many people who are active on social networks like to broadcast their lives live, and she thinks that Waste Chaichuan also falls into this category.

It's a pity that after seeing many swimsuit girls, Zuo Ling still hasn't been able to understand the first half of Du Chuan's life.

The scrap wood was full of flaws, and the low-grade fun and house smell were exposed on the forum, but there was nothing else.

This is Du Chuan, the waste wood dormitory manager of the White Rabbit Village Student Apartment, but not Du Chuan of the Shaoling Du family.

Attentiveness and patience are becoming less and less important to her.

In a person's life, there will always be a time when anti-tank rocket artillery is needed.

Zuo Ling threw away the mouse anxiously and leaned back in the chair, and the sound of water in the bathroom almost stopped at this time.

"I didn't bring any clothes, can you ......"

Qin Xin's voice hesitated for a moment.

"What do you want!"

Zuo Ling got up abruptly and opened the sliding door of the bathroom with a "snap"!

Chapter 69: New Players and the Gyokuro Group

Obviously, there would be no bazooka in the bathroom, and of course, Zuo Ling didn't see anything shaped like a bazooka.

Qin Xin was naked, and his hands tightened the white bath towel around his waist, above the bath towel, like a muscle cast of copper juice to form an inverted triangle, he looked like a wheat-colored cheetah.

"I forgot I knew I could do morning exercises."

"There's spare clothes in the cupboard, haven't you read the guest manual?" Zuo Ling suppressed his inexplicable irritability and looked away.

"Isn't it going well?" Qin Xin walked past her, walked to the wardrobe and opened the door.

The smell of clean fabrics and the neatly folded laundry are neatly stacked, giving it an architectural aesthetic.

"Straight, curved, skirted, skirted, big...... It's all hot clothes, and it's a special hotel for ancient nobles. Qin Xin was a little helpless, "And there are no half-arms and short fights, and it is not convenient to practice when you put them on." He took a light green collared blouse and gestured in front of him.

"It is worthy of a monkey from an ancient family, who usually only wears black sportswear, and can even recognize so many styles of hot clothes."

"This has nothing to do with aristocrats or anything, no matter what, I'm also a member of the Yin clan, and I always have to wear a few hot clothes on New Year's and other important festivals." Qin Xin retorted, "Besides, doesn't my dad like to wear traditional clothes very much. ”

"But my uncle doesn't look like a person who knows and teaches this knowledge." Zuo Ling thought back to Qin Ye's image, and a huge orangutan wearing a flame suit ran through his mind.

"Maybe it's my mother, she will give me science by the way when she wears a hot clothes during the holidays." Qin Xin put on a set of pure blue straight coats, and tied a one-ear knot with his belt as he answered. "No, she doesn't like Yanfu, who is here."

There was a vague figure in the memory, leaning down to tie the belt of his young self, and patting his head again.

So who is that?

Qin Xin tried to make the messy lines outline the outline, and let the thin old time add color again, but it was in vain.

"I don't quite remember." He said to Zuo Ling.

"Brother Chuan's matter, how much have you found out?" Qin Xin's tone was a little more teasing, "I heard a 'bang' in the bathroom, was that the sound of falling water, or was someone throwing a mouse?" ”

"Shut up."

"I'm going to take a shower and pick out a set of clothes for me." Zuo Ling walked into the bathroom expressionlessly and slammed the door with his backhand.

"Yes, yes."

Qin Xin sat in front of the computer, pulled the page of the beautiful girl in the swimsuit casually, and saw the lower limit of the big show on the first three floors.

Brother Chuan was unexpectedly cold on the Internet.

That's right, Zuo Ling should have tried all the simple methods I can think of.

Qin Xin gave up trying and took out his father's handheld from his backpack.

Boot password?

It must be Mom's birthday.

Really.

Qin Xin is no stranger to the classic handheld of the "World Box", and soon launched Qunsenzhi.

Opening CG, beginner's guide, all skip.

Have an online room in progress?

Qin Xin clicked to join without thinking, he didn't like stand-alone games, not to mention that this was also an opportunity to get in touch with the children of the other twelve families.

Next is the screen for selecting factions.

Jingshan Qin, Liuchu Luo, Rinsen Gao, Shaoling Du, Yiheng Xu, Molong Lu.

Under each faction are the corresponding six commanders, with characters in different postures standing in the center of the screen, their names floating above the characters' heads:

Qin Ye, Luo Yu, Gao Shan, Du Chuan, Xu Hui, Kaga Feng.

"Is it a game like this?" Seeing these familiar images, Qin Xin immediately realized the characteristics of this game, "Based on real people and events, no wonder my mother said that she could learn about the twelve families through it." But in this case, how much freedom does the player have? ”

"Gods of the Six Kingdoms?"

Seeing the names of these six people at the bottom of the game interface, Qin Xin pursed his lips, compared to the unclear title of the Six Kingdoms of the Gods, this group of people is more appropriate to call the problem middle-aged Tiantuan......

Among them, "Luo Yu", "Du Chuan" and "Xu Hui" are gray colors that have been selected by other players.

Qin Xin took a cursory look at the initial attributes and stunts of the remaining three characters, and sighed at the intelligence of "Qin Ye" 68, but still decided to choose the Jingshan Qin Clan.

Men have to use their fists to speak, the data is unreliable, I don't believe that my father's intelligence is 68!

Qin Xin pressed the character of "Qin Ye" with the momentum of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, and the previous selection interface immediately disappeared, and a picture scroll slowly unfolded:

The bloody sunset had stained the sky as if the black tornado of the ink Jiao was hovering on the cracked earth.

Between the sky and the earth, in the center of the black tornado, a Shen Xiong man like a ghost held a strong wind in his hand, looking straight ahead, his eyes were empty, and behind him stood four silent silhouettes of different shapes.

In the desolate twilight, there was an unmistakable voice.

"Let's go, break through the world with me."

The picture turned empty, and a red-red five-lobed maple leaf cut through the dark sky, and a new journey began.

"Qin Ye joins the game."

Feng Zhimu was distracted by the system prompt, and Du Chuan, who quickly dodged the attack on the screen of the handheld, was immediately swept away by the white bone wings stretched out from the broken shrine, and the passive stunt "Strong Luck" was launched on its own, and after the image was distorted, Du Chuan, who was intact, appeared in the temporary camp of the last archive, but the experience points were deducted by seventy percent, and the danger card was on the verge of dropping.

"What kind of skill is this?" Feng Zhimu found that Li Zhi was standing behind him staring at the screen, not knowing how long he had been staring.

Feng Zhimu was just about to answer, but Li Zhi snatched the handheld in his hand.

"No, tell me first, what kind of game is this?"

Li Zhi's ten fingers flew on the handheld and quickly connected the dots, and his mouth kept talking to himself:

"The background of the modern Qunsen, it can't be Taixi's work, but how can there be a game that I don't know about, is it a new work of Dark Light? Hey, there's also an action element. He cut into the fighting practice guided by the novice, and the gorgeous light and shadow were put into the pair of focused pupils, "The special effects and action design are the top in the industry, and the dark light can't do this level of action games, it's Ye Wang...... No, King Ye's background music is scum.

Origi, where did you get this game, is it a closed beta? Li Zhi asked without raising his head.

Feng Zhemu usually doesn't like to talk much for the purpose of saving energy, but he knows that once the topic of the game is involved, if the information given is not satisfactory to Li Zhi, he will definitely be entangled to death and consume more energy, so he pinched the flowing sea in front of his forehead and said slowly:

"It's called 'Qun Sen', and it's, uh, an internal game made by our relatives and some friends, so we don't see it on the market.

The skill just now is called Qiangyun.,It's a character stunt.,Forced to activate when you're about to die or be captured.,Immediately teleport to a safe place.,But you will lose a lot of money and experience points.。

This character named Du Chuan is not very easy to use, although he has a force value of 92, the offensive and defensive skills are very ordinary, and the assistant's stunts are all related to running away, and it is not much use to carry it, I have been in this Gray Feather Temple for a long time. Feng Zhimu complained, I knew that it was not bad for me to use the one that Brother Ori chose to retire, and the "thunder" exploded a large piece, a proper monster farming skill.

"Huh." Li Zhi suddenly let out a strange sneer, "Origi, you're still like this, you don't understand anything." ”

"Huh?" Feng Zhimu looked at his friend who had started his game-mad form in surprise.

"Ever since you were a kid, you've been the type of guy who learns a skill and then plays stupidly and doesn't think about anything.

Hehe, you won't understand, only by accurately remembering the data of every character, equipment, skill, and NPC in the game can you really understand this game!

Although I'm new to this "Qun Mori Zhi...... Du Chuan, 92 in force, 99 in negotiation, and has the undefeated skill of strong luck, if you want me to say, he is the most worthy choice among the six initial characters except for Luo Yu, and you actually let him brush the copy here.

It's no wonder that the other two players have already pinned you down in the southern corner of the Jungle, and the level is quite ahead of you, and the new player must be able to surpass you soon. ”

"Hey! Who's the goofy type! I'm being suppressed because I don't play as well as they do! Even if the desire to complain reached the extreme, Feng Zhemu, who upheld the energy-saving doctrine, only silently recited two sentences in his heart.

"But it doesn't matter, it's not the time to despair yet, Origi, look at it, as long as this is a well-balanced game, the one who wins in the end must be me who has all the data!"

Feng Zhimu stared blankly at the battle-spirited Li Zhi taking away his handheld, and in the end he couldn't say a word.

"Hey...... Something seems wrong. Energy saver Feng Zhimu said silently in his heart.

"It's not scientific, Dad's intelligence is only 68, but the command and charisma are above 90, what principles are the initial attributes set by the game production staff, and do you think about the problem from the perspective of gorilla lovers?"

Qin Xin glanced at the upgraded data just now, and found that Daddy actually had two excellent attributes.

"But it doesn't matter what the data is, as long as Daddy's fist is hard enough."

He manipulated Qin Ye to unleash a fierce punch, shattering the Spirit-bound Butterfly Calamity body that looked like a bronze statue of a sea otter, ending the current dungeon.

Qin Xin put down his handheld and opened the door, just now he heard the sound of footsteps coming.

The proprietress of the Snow Pavilion, Yi Qin, smiled at him in the corridor and handed over a lacquered plate with a meal paper on the bottom of the plate, on which were several lumps of dim sum like small emerald green hedgehogs.

"I happened to buy a local famous product, Changqi Yulu Tuan, please try it with Miss Zuo Ling."