But at this moment, the madman really felt deep exhaustion and even deep despair from this big boss, could it be that he saw his happiness in front of the computer before, was it all fake? Shouldn't it? At that moment, he looked really happy.

At this time, the big boss yawned again, and then took out a new cigarette and lit it numbly, but the previous cigarette in his hand was not even half smoked, is it a waste? Perhaps?

But at this time, maybe the big boss is waiting for the madman to say something, right? But the madman couldn't say anything, and even felt that he would sit next to the big boss and feel uncomfortable, so he got up and smiled awkwardly: "I'll go get the turnover." ”

The big boss just stared at his own computer screen in numbness, and even more smoked a cigarette in a daze, just oh, and the madman got up and left here, which was sitting next to Yaoyao again, Yaoyao saw that the current madman didn't seem to be very happy, and asked in concern, but the madman grinned and said, nothing.

Then the madman took the envelope handed by Yaoyao, which was full of money, and then went to the second floor, locked the money in the office on the second floor, and looked at the sparse crowd on the second floor, shaking his head for a while, but why did he shake his head and sigh? But I didn't understand it at all, and then when I got to the third floor, the group of depraved people who used to be were no longer here, and since the police came, I really haven't seen them appear again.

Is it quiet here? No, because the madman always feels that there is something missing after the group of depraved people here, in short, it seems that for a moment, something is not quite like a complete Internet café, and the little fat man is still hiding in a corner that the camera can't see, playing his game.

The madman sat next to the little fat man, and the little fat man immediately gave the madman cigarettes, and it was a pack of Liqun cigarettes for thirteen yuan, the little fat man didn't smoke this before, it was all within ten yuan, it seems that the little fat man borrowed money from the boss.

The madman picked up a cigarette and lit it, and the little fat man still just cared about his own game interface, fighting with a group of people in it, the little fat man was fighting and scolding people in the game, in short, the words composed of words were really unsightly, it was simply the kind of insult that brought the ancestors of the eighteenth generation.

But everyone else is also scolding the little fat man, and because the little fat man is well equipped, he said angrily and with ridicule and contempt: Say, as long as the other party is out of the safe zone in the game, he will definitely let him understand what Lao Tzu's power is and so on.

And the little fat man every time he typed such a similar text on the keyboard, he would always copy the weapon in his hand, and then send it to the chat interface, so that others would know how powerful he was, and every now and then, the little fat man was very happy, but there were still some people in the game who didn't buy the little fat man's account at all, they just didn't go out of the safe zone, and stood in the safe zone to insult the little fat man, so the little fat man would be so angry that his face was blue.

However, when the madman sits next to the little fat man and watches his emotions undergo all kinds of changes, he is really envious, because his emotions will not change more for a long time, even if he goes home and sees Yaping, is he really useless?

Then the madman who smoked a cigarette, the madman who envied the little fat man, opened the computer on the side, and opened the gunfight game on the computer, enter the account password, in fact, you can often see this kind of abusive scene in the gunfight game, saying that the other party is garbage or something, and occasionally there will be insults with the eighteenth generation of ancestors.

Of course, there are also people who will scold the madman for him, because his equipment is also very good, after all, it is bought with money, so those who are killed by the madman will say that the madman has no skills at all, he is just a piece of garbage, just a good gun, saying that if he has this gun, he can directly sweep the whole game and so on.

That's right, they will insult the madman him, but the madman feels that he doesn't hurt to scold himself, so his mood hardly changes, or rather? This is because since I was a child, I grew up being insulted, ridiculed and even ridiculed by others, and finally developed a very terrible resistance to this kind of thing?

Some people may say that this kind of resistance is really good, but for a madman, he thinks that this kind of resistance is really terrible, because he wants to have the emotions of a normal person, and when others scold him, he will get angry, and he will scold him until he is old, but unfortunately, this kind of emotional fluctuations that normal people can experience, he can't experience.

So the madman will cry out...... He let out a long sigh and continued to kill people in the game, of course, he was killed occasionally, but his gunfight game skills were too good, and the weapons were also bought with money, so he always won the first place in every game.

It was at this moment that the madman tilted his head and saw the plastic bag of instant noodles in front of the little fat man, thinking that he also liked to eat this kind of thing very much when he was a child, as if as long as there were instant noodles in the world, it was the so-called paradise, but now when he sees these instant noodles, he really has no appetite at all, whether he eats them dry or soaked them, I really don't know when this has been the case, is it from the year he came out to work?

In other words, is this kind of liking for instant noodles to the current rejection process also a process of returning to the current calm and stagnant water? Or is it the piety and infinite happiness that lingered with Yaping for the first time, and now it seems to be a tasteless process like handing over public food?

Oh? If this is the case, then I think of the old man at the mouth of the ancient town and alley, forever unchanged, do people eventually have to return to the same world? It's not just that the outer world is immutable, but what is even more terrifying is that your inner world is also immutable.

Thinking of this, the madman felt that his head was also a little painful, so the game was not operated properly, and he was killed by others, but the madman was not angry, he would not scold, saying that he had not operated well or something, and he would not explain anything to anyone in the game, because the fact is that he is already dead, and if he is a little more serious at the beginning of the next game, the other party will be killed, yes, that's it, so there is no need to explain anything at all.

In short, the current situation is that the little fat man plays his game, and the madman also plays his game, and time passes like this, because this time is not precious at all, and the madman feels that the essence of his current life is just a waste of time? No, it's not a waste of time, it's a waste of boring time, because the only value of this time is that after one day, you will have a day's salary.

So after playing the game for more than an hour, the madman felt that his brain was getting more and more painful, and he didn't know why, maybe it was caused by the screen jumping too fast in the gunfight game? I don't know, so I just turned off the computer, and I haven't even quit the game, but it doesn't matter.

Then the madman went downstairs, and no one shouted the same as the network manager today, in short, it was very boring, and when he got to the first floor, he found a group of big bosses continuing to play the game WOW, and the big boss who told him about his helplessness in the morning, would actually fall asleep on the chair, and his game was still online.

The big bosses looked very happy, and the madman just went to the counter again, sat down, pulled out the cigarette from his pocket, mechanically pulled out a windproof lighter, and lit it.

And Yaoyao will be reading a book, that is, the "Parchment Scroll" that the madman threw on the side, but now she doesn't read it, and directly puts down the "Parchment Scroll", looking at the madman, he said: "How many years has your lighter been used, it looks like it has been worn out by you, why not get a new one?" ”

After hearing this, the madman numbly picked up the lighter in his hand, looked at it, and the paint on it was no longer serious to describe, it could really be said that there was no paint, and some places were plastic, so it was worn off a lot, and even the metal parts were worn off a lot, and even the metal parts were worn off a little, and the madman smiled when he saw this: "You don't understand this, right?" This lighter carries a lot of my stories, and this is my rare treasure. ”

Yaoyao smiled, as if she didn't know how to answer, right? So what other topics are you looking for? But she couldn't find one, so she picked up the "Parchment Scroll" on the side again, and then read it again.

And the madman just continued to smoke cigarettes in numbness, looking at the scorching sunshine outside the door, and even more thinking about Yaping's first day of work today, I don't know if she is used to it, thinking about going back at night, whether she should buy her ice cream to eat, or buy food, I don't know if the supermarket cares about food or something.

But my mind jumped here, and I suddenly remembered that when I was with Yaping last night, the unusually heavy topic was what to do during the Chinese New Year this year? yes, what the hell should I do? Do you want to say that you don't have anything now, just like you did in the previous two years, and perfunctory Yaping again?

But even if you work hard now, what can this change? In other words, if you can't make any achievements in writing a book, and you can't even send out a manuscript, what's the point of everything? Brilliant man? Hehe.

I thought about it a lot, and Yaoyao just sat next to her, continuing to watch "Parchment Roll", occasionally someone came to open the card, she put down the book in her hand and was busy, as for the bosses in the hall on the first floor, this will be all the time calling the crazy man to go over, maybe just want to talk to him about the game, right? But maybe something else?

Thinking of this, the madman smiled helplessly, and then walked towards the group of bosses again.