"I'm so tired, I don't want to play anymore. O'Ao put down his cards and let out a long yawn.

"But I still want to play. "The elven leader is in a hurry.

"Then you guys play, anyway, I'm not playing, I'm going to sleep, I recently added a velvet mattress, it's very comfortable to sleep on, I feel sleepy when I think about it." Now I just want to curl up on it and get a good night's sleep. ”

"It's not night yet. The elven leader prompted.

"It doesn't matter, cats can nap at any time. You guys play, I'm leaving, goodbye. ”

As soon as it spoke, it swaggered away. Its pom-pom-like back dangled farther and farther away from us.

"What to do? This game is about four players, and now there's one less. Ahh

"It's okay, Elven Chief. Do you think that's going to work? Call your elf, give it a simple training, and let it play in place of O'O. Huster came up with an idea.

"They're stupid, and you can't learn them without three full days. After speaking, the elven leader looked back at the elves who were playing.

"Let them try, maybe there will be a miracle this time. "I persuade the elven leader.

"Oh, well. ”

Why did the elven leader assert that? Even if that's true, is it really good to say that?

What exactly is smart and what is stupid? Is there really only a simple and crude definition of whether or not to be smart? If a characteristic is given the name "smart," then there should be a large number of other characteristic groups, and the characteristic opposed to the so-called "smart" should only be the tip of the iceberg.

"Come, boys. The elven leader beckoned to the playing elves, "Which of you wants to be a challenger?"

Kids? Does it think it's the Monkey King? Haha. Also, what are the challengers, and what are the challengers? You've watched too many shows, right? Hehe.

"Me!"

"Me!"

"Me!"

......

These elves are really enthusiastic, and they don't hide the city at all, it's too simple.

"Well, let's take turns. Everyone lined up in a line and came up in turn to try. The elven leader had no choice but to let them all try.

But the elves couldn't line up neatly at all, and it became a pot of porridge. For who stands in which position, quarrels and fights.

The elven leader saw that it would not work to let them line up freely, so he spoke: "Don't make any noise, let's do it, let's go by height! How about arranging by height? The little man is in the front, and the big man is in the back." ”

One of them said, "Sorry wow, we're all the same!"

When I looked at it, their bodies were really the same length, exactly the same, which was very difficult to do. The reality is often that it is easy to be different and difficult to be the same. That's why soul mates are precious, right? Although you don't have to converge to understand each other, I always feel that if you are not like each other, it is actually very difficult to understand. Even if you think you understand the other person, it is only a part of your own thoughts, and it has nothing to do with the other person.

"Oh, why didn't I find out? Wait a minute, you're not the same age, are you?"

"You guessed it!"

I had a hunch that if the elven leader tried to sort the elves by another criterion, he would still get the same answer: they were exactly the same, and there was no way to tell them apart. There is no reversal, it is logical.

This situation is like a bizarre cycle, and as long as you are in it, it is difficult to break free. Just as the rich will only get richer and the poor will only get poorer, students with good grades will only become more and more proud, and students with poor grades will only become more and more unmotivated. Although there are counterattacks, they are very few after all. Probably because of this, Mary Sue has become a good thing to soothe the soul. Sometimes, you don't know why you're the way you are now, and not the way you are. It is not entirely impossible to say that it is due to historical reasons. However, can the development of history really be controlled? If we do it all over again, it may still not be what we want, but a different look that is scarred. Presumably, as long as it develops, it will be coerced forward.

A large bead of sweat oozed from the elven leader's forehead, and the bead rolled down its body to the ground, and the crystal color disappeared into the turf, merging with the emerald green. The breeze blows, the skin is exceptionally comfortable, and the world is still quiet.

"This ...... What is this going to do? Let me think about it...... Well...... What should I do?"