"Alright. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Qin Li pushed the pillow away with his brother, and took away the tablet in Qin Xin's hand.

"I'm going to match my clothes, what should you do, brother, it's absolutely impossible for you to change to martial arts or nature Discovery Channel for the next thirty minutes!"

It just so happened that Qin Xin was a little interested in the video of the individual competition shared in the discussion group, so he planned to go to his room and connect to the wall-mounted screen in the bedroom to watch the playback.

Playing with her at her fingertips, the Snow Wind God explained the Imperial College Kendo Individual Competition, Luo Xuan vs. Xing Xin...... Yukikaze, I've never heard this explanation before. Qin Xin pointed at his phone as he walked, "Playing with your fingertips?" Luo Xuan, your style is so frivolous, won't you be broken by Long Ming's fingers? ”

Qin Xin tossed for a long time to get the wall-mounted thin screen in the bedroom that he hadn't used for a long time, connected to his mobile phone and clicked on the video, the 16:9 screen was filled with a coat of arms composed of three connected raindrops, and a string of slightly sharp and rapid male voices sounded immediately:

"The first seven minutes of temptation is not interesting, let's start directly with seven minutes and forty-three seconds-"

The video was shared from a private commentary channel, and the barrage was retained, at this time, many people were already complaining about why they didn't explain the full version, and some people organized a group to protest, and the commentary Xue Feng paused, it should be watching the barrage.

"You know what? Can you die without seeing the end from the beginning? Love to watch it or not! Obsessive-compulsive disorder to death! I'll live stream tomorrow and turn the straw upside down and drink yogurt! Tie it to the corner of the lid! Alright, move on! ”

This snowwind god, your mental condition is extremely manic...... Qin Xin has been paying attention to fighting videos for some years, and he has heard a lot from the two major commentaries in the imperial martial arts world to the folk commentators, and he has never seen such a self-proclaimed god Xuefeng. However, although the commentary is not good, the amount of barrage has not been less, and the popularity is quite high.

Qin Xin turned off the overwhelming barrage on the screen of his mobile phone, and suddenly the refreshing screen revealed a shocking picture:

There was a thick wall of dark green vines entwined and woven on the ring full of cracks, Luo Xuan, who was not stained with white clothes, pressed the wall with one hand, leaned forward, and in the small space surrounded by his chest, arms and walls, the blue shoulder-length girl with a red face was at a loss to lean against the vine wall, not daring to look at Luo Xuan's eyes.

What a thumbs up! Cousin, you're really tired of being alive! Qin Xin frowned, quickly took a screenshot, and was about to send an email to Long Ming, but heard a voice from the courtyard downstairs outside the window.

"I'll just say that there is nothing to climb in Dyed Autumn Mountain! Isn't that the case in the Three Hundred Zhumen Mansion, it's better to go to Shanqian Street for a snack! "This is obviously my father's loud voice.

"Qin, Uncle Qin, it's actually good for Auntie to take us to climb the mountain." This voice is familiar......

Qin Xin slammed open the curtains! A cheap tanuki face really dangled around Daddy and Mom.

Although he didn't know what it was, under the afterglow of the morning game, Qin Xin opened the window and jumped down from the second floor without thinking about it, and his right fist had become like steel for the cat abuse.

It's dark in front of me! There seemed to be a trembling sound of wind in his ears, and when he came back to his senses, Qin Xin had been carried by his father with one hand, and his toes were still three or four centimeters off the ground.

Qin Ye was also furious: "Rebel! No running around in slippers! The slippers at home are all washed for my father, bastard! Get out of the hallway and get ready for slippers! ”

Qin Ye raised his arm and threw it, and several black tornadoes as thin as ropes followed, wrapping Qin Xin and throwing him back from the window! After entering the house, the wind still did not dissipate, Qin Xin in mid-air passed through the bedroom, passed through the corridor, went down the stairs, and flew over Qin Li's head on the sofa, and fell straight to the entrance.

I really miss it, Qin Xin stood firm.

When he was a child, his father often threw him to play like this, but he didn't expect that he was already a fourth-order butterfly warrior, and he was still like a child in his father's hands.

He took out three pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet and opened the door to welcome the three into the living room.

Qin Xin straightened up and showed a kind smile: "Lao Gao, if you are thirsty for climbing the mountain, I will pour you a glass of juice, which was squeezed by my mother herself." ”

Although he won the game, and his evaluation seemed to have risen after the game, and he also got inexplicable labels such as forgiveness and loyalty, there was always a feeling that he was calculated by this tanuki face.

Moreover, the unhappiness caused by Gao Ride's unbridled provocative words during the game has not yet dissipated.

Tanuki face, I hope this cup of Qin family's special love juice can teach you the truth of being polite, Qin Xin thought quietly.

Gao Ride readily agreed: "Okay, my aunt wanted to take it out before, but Uncle Qin won't let me live or die, I'm still looking forward to it." His collar and cuffs still showed bandage stubble, but he had an unconcerned expression, as if the tragic fight in the morning had not happened.

"I'll just come." Luo Yu smiled and walked towards the refrigerator, Qin Ye hurriedly followed behind his wife, as if whispering, "God has the virtue of a good life" or something, Gao Ride leaned into Qin Xin's ear and said: "Aunt Luo looks very kind with a smile, I don't know why I don't dare to speak next to her." ”

Qin Xin took small steps to pull away a little. I even have a good relationship with you so that I can whisper.

"Are you a relative of Gao Ling?" Qin Xindao.

"Gao Ling? I don't know. Gao Ride scratched his head, "I don't have many relatives, what are you asking for?" ”

"And what should I ask you?" Qin Xin raised his eyebrows and said.

When he drank in front of the station, he thought that he knew enough about the swordsman in front of him, yes, the swordsman, as a swordsman, he may be obscene in his words, but he was straightforward, but the unusual behavior of Gao Ride in the game seemed to overturn this assertion.

Are you one of those who use this swordsman's festival as a tool of sorts?

Gao Ride looked left and right, lowered his head and raised his head to meet Qin Xin's gaze. Luo Yu and Qin Ye, who went to get the juice, did not come back, Qin Li on the sofa disappeared at some point, and the empty living room seemed to give a certain explanation.

"The person who taught me swordsmanship is called Henry Li, he and Uncle Qin are friends, I didn't know much about them, and someone gave me some information before the game with you, so I understood it all. After the last competition, our kendo club returned with a lively reputation, but Lao Li was admitted to the intensive care ward shortly after he returned.

The doctor said that it was a recurrence of the old injury, and Lao Li didn't seem to care, but at that time he became a lot of talkers, and he seemed to be drunk without drinking. I went to see him in the ward that day, and somehow I was going to have a bigger face than anyone who had lost it......"

The middle-aged man on the hospital bed with a thin face glowing with a strange red face gestured with his hands, spitting everywhere, and said with great interest in front of the raccoon face young man who came to see him every day: "...... You guys are bullshit inspirational, the kendo competition is a college event, Lao Tzu was inspirational back then, grassroots orphans, swordsmen from the countryside school mixed into the Central Butterfly Hall special waitlist, what level is this? ”

"Alternate level." The tanuki-faced young man said sarcastically, "What's the place in the Central Butterfly Affairs Hall, no, Lao Li, this is more embarrassing than you bragging." ”

"Rub, you kid!" The middle-aged man called Lao Li swallowed his saliva, "You kid is right, I'm an alternate level." Lao Tzu is also very happy to be an alternate, take a step back and say that it is also a real first-class, but there are people who want Lao Tzu to be the right choice, what do I do the right election, we will be loud as soon as we are a little louder, forcing Lao Tzu to do the task, Lao Tzu looked, nine deaths, even if he survived, he was crippled. But I can't push it off!

Later, I stomped my foot and thought of an idea, and found a brother who was in the middle of the gang to find fault and punched me, it really hurt, and I was seriously injured by lying down. Lao Tzu is so witty, not only did he avoid the task, but he could also take sick leave. When the people above came to see me, I sat up, frowned, blew my nose, pretended to say something weak, wanted to persist with illness, and then coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and lay down.

As a result, the top said that he couldn't live up to my heart, and found a black doctor named Jian Zhenzhen to give me overdraft treatment, and the woman repeatedly asked me if I was voluntary, and a circle of people stared at Lao Tzu, can Lao Tzu say no? As a result, the overdraft was completed and eighty or ninety percent of the combat strength went to participate in the mission, and the mission did not pass and was injured and injured, and he couldn't live for a few years when he came back, and let the brother who injured me bear the notoriety, you say, is Lao Tzu more disgraced than you? ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, his face became more and more red, and he swallowed something back with difficulty, and then covered his chest and lay back on the pillow.

The tanuki-faced young man's gaze passed through the phantom of memory, and said to Qin Xin: "On the day Lao Li left, except for a few people from our kendo club, only Uncle Qin came in the end and helped Lao Li take care of the aftermath, leaving no name. I read those materials, and when I saw Uncle Qin again this morning, I fully understood. They want you to lose control and hurt people in the big game, and make a scandal and retire from the competition. I just want to repay the favor to Uncle Qin for Lao Li. ”