Chapter 4 The Profession of Whispering
The ribs were broken three times and pierced the lobes of the lungs, but they were able to get out of danger, and Chongyang's injuries were simply not enough. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
What the hell was going on that day?
Chongyang was half-lying on the hospital bed, chewing an apple fed by Wang Xiaoyu in his mouth, and a white earbud in his ear, which was not any special equipment in the hospital, just a player.
But what I was still thinking about was what I had crossed.
At that time, the dinosaur should have been a velociraptor with a high degree of uniformity, and the bones were also the same, and there was a social character, but it was different from the modern atlas, but the mistake was undoubtedly the modern atlas, because no one knew what the velociraptor really looked like, and the current atlas relied on people's imagination.
It makes sense that the velociraptor is afraid of the tiger, because the velociraptor is extremely fast, and the whole body is streamlined, but because of this, the bone density is low and it is easy to fracture, while the tiger is just the opposite, the momentum is heavy, and the king of beasts is not behind in any era.
"Tell you to open your mouth, what do you think again."
Wang Xiaoyu took the cut apple and kept tapping Chongyang's mouth, seeing that the posture was ready to be stuffed in.
Hurriedly opened his mouth to bite the apple, mischievous and thought together, and actually ate it into his mouth with Xiaoyu's hand, but he was not willing to bite it, and his tongue licked it lightly.
Apple-flavored.
"What are you doing, are you going to eat me, haha, itchy." Wang Xiaoyu withdrew his hand.
Chongyang nodded seriously: "Looking for a chance to eat your little sheep and live with the big bad wolf, do you still want to run?" ”
Just like Xiao Yu said to her father before, the two really just live together, in different rooms, and she doesn't agree to this even if Chongyang asks for it.
The two first met because of the Internet, and Chongyang occasionally went online to watch some live broadcasts of anchors when he was free, because Chongyang was an out-and-out game fan in addition to travel cameras, but this reaction was slower than ordinary people, and he couldn't do that kind of operation by himself, but he could also satisfy his hunger by looking at it, so he met Wang Xiaoyu.
Well, Wang Xiaoyu is an online anchor.
It's as simple as that, Chongyang used to be one of Wang Xiaoyu's fans.
At that time, Xiaoyu only had a few hundred viewers, and Chongyang joined the group when the number of people in the live broadcast group was less than ten, Xiaoyu couldn't stay outdoors for a long time due to his allergic physique, and he was very envious of Chongyang's profession, and he became familiar with it after coming and going.
Fire prevention, anti-theft, anti-traveler.
Often travel everywhere, Chongyang has endless jokes, endless local customs, every time you go out there can be many interesting things, and it doesn't look bad, and it quickly captured the heart of the girl, for the whisper, Chongyang really likes it, this feeling is different from the girl who has been flirted with during the trip, a faint sense of happiness, very good.
"Do you remember the one on our website called Yoyo?"
"I remember." Chongyang nodded.
Yoyo is a big-breasted girl, I don't know how the face is, but it's still good with makeup, it's a melon seed face that everyone likes, dancing live in general, I like to wear a vest or suspender, and I ...... every time I bend down and click the mouse.
Chongyang felt that his nose was hot, and subconsciously touched his nose.
Luckily, there were no nosebleeds.
"She, she forgot to turn off the live broadcast when she removed her makeup yesterday. Hahaha, it scared netizens stupidly, I still have pictures here, and now I can't find the video, it has been deleted. ”
Xiaoyu handed the phone in front of Chongyang's eyes, this woman has loose skin, small eyes, and dark circles under her eyes, and when she started the live broadcast, she was like two people, and she couldn't imagine that she was the same person when she looked at it alone.
But this face shape is really similar.
Yoyo is one of the three major ball kings on the website, and he shouldn't be able to turn it over now.
Glancing at Xiao Yu, Chongyang sighed.
"Oh, you sighed, you looked at me and sighed, you said, you said, did you dislike me? Dead without conscience. ”
Xiao Yu gently pinched Chongyang's waist and said the above paragraph like a coquette.
Then dealt 10,000 critical damage to a single dog in the same ward.
Wang Xiaoyu's face is very good-looking, full of classical beauty, and her delicate facial features are like being painted little by little with a paintbrush, which is very good-looking, but she doesn't show her flesh during the live broadcast, and she wears short sleeves at most, and the website is full of stars, and the whisper is a position that is not up or down, and it has recently declined.
Because now the room has changed during the live broadcast.
And now there are two computers, one of which often has a man.
Young, handsome, humorous, and very magnetic in speech.
This is the impression of female fans on Chongyang, let alone the impression of men.
Chongyang also has fans, and the attention on Weibo is several times more than that of Xiaoyu, reaching 24,000 people. But no one knew that Chongyang had shown his face on the live broadcast site Xiaoyu, otherwise the audience in the live broadcast room would definitely skyrocket.
He has been traveling alone since he was 16 years old, and the fans he has accumulated are still considerable, and his recent injury has also attracted the attention of many fans, who have left messages of concern.
Chongyang wondered if he had time to draw the velociraptors he had seen and send them to his fans as a benefit, these fans were simply too cute.
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It takes a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones, but maybe Chongyang's physique is better, and it will not affect his normal life for more than a month, and he does not need to be hospitalized, and he can be alive and round when he goes home to recuperate for a month.
As the saying goes, the scar forgets the pain, and the injury is not over yet, Chongyang is ready to cross once, but this is just an idea, first, Chongyang doesn't know what the crossing is all about and what it needs.
Second, whether the crossing can be controlled, such as to a safe place.
Third, will you come back like the first time, thinking that you can immediately travel back to reality when you come back, so that there is no danger.
Fourth, if we travel back to 5,000 years, will it have an impact on today's society?
Among them, Chongyang is most concerned about the first point, whether he can cross again, and the next three will find a way when the time comes.
In a few years, Chongyang, a famous scenic spot on the earth, has been there, which is a very scary thing for a travel enthusiast who likes new things, just like playing a game, you have all the equipment that others want in the game, and what you are most looking forward to may be the game update, because there will always be something new after the update.
But reality cannot be updated,
How lonely it is to be invincible.
Chongyang suddenly remembered the movie he watched with Xiaoyu a few days ago, and the lyrics in it matched Chongyang's mood now.
This is the same as the broken void of the cultivator master in the novel, if you can't step into that new world, you will die, but even if you die, there are countless people who will go forward and succeed.
Many of the seniors who played Weibo to take photos to make money like Chongyang have already embarked on the old road they once visited, because there are no other good places for them to travel.
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PS: Is there a place you want to go?
PS2: Starting today, two updates are guaranteed every day, three changes from time to time, I hope to support, because the author is too lazy, so he never writes a manuscript.
Hehehehe, don't write manuscripts? The author, Esby, has to write about it for the next period of time