Overnight, the posts on the Internet that guided public opinion were swept away.

It was as if even the mind was washed and purified.

But correspondingly, the topic has also become less popular.

But... And that's exactly what happened.

There is really a person who likes and supports you, and most of them will not post or comment specifically to praise you.

But if a person hates you, there is a high probability that they will come to scold you.

So a lot of times, scolding comes more than praise.

And now, with the exit of those guides, netizens who are not clear about the situation for a while are even a little confused.

The National Freshman Contest is... Is it cold?

Early morning.

Xu Yuanqing dragged his heavy body back to the hotel, sat on the sofa in despair, looked at the demon crystal inlaid on the ceiling, and his eyes were empty.

"For the rest of my life..."

"I'm bankrupt again..."

Finally, Xu Yuanqing seemed to have found an outlet for catharsis, looked at the rest of his life, and almost cried.

Yu Sheng looked at Xu Yuanqing a little blankly, quietly waiting for the following.

Really...

"Do you know?"

"How great my plan is!"

"But I didn't expect the cost of making mobile phone software to be so expensive, the town demon pass is full of restless energy factors, there is no signal at all, and you need to build an exclusive signal tower."

"Of course, there are signal towers, but they are war materials, and it is impossible to build a special line for me."

"So if you want to connect to the takeaways there, you have to build another signal tower."

"Do you know how expensive that thing is?"

"The point is Nima, I'm sorry I sweared."

Xu Yuanqing paused: "The key is that after Lao Tzu made all the money into software, he knew the problem of signal towers!" ”

"Now there's just an empty shell software, a company that's been rented for a year, and... I have a bank card balance of 0. ”

didn't need to ask for the rest of his life, Xu Yuanqing was like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, and said a lot of words.

It seems that there is no nostalgia for this world.

"For the rest of my life..."

"I want to die."

A long sigh exhausted the despair of a hopeless adult who had achieved nothing.

Maybe... It's called... Who killed Xu Yuanqing.

"Oh."

Yu Sheng nodded lightly, as if he understood something, opened his schoolbag and rummaged through it, took out a small porcelain bottle, and struggled for a moment before handing it to Xu Yuanqing: "Drink this." ”

Xu Yuanqing took it casually, opened it and sniffed it.

It's sweet.

"What is this?"

As he spoke, he handed it to his lips.

Yu Sheng thought about it: "Ten seconds after drinking, you will feel a little fluttering, and after thirty seconds, you will die silently." ”

"If you commit suicide, this is the least painful."

"It works."

Xu Yuanqing, who had already handed the bottle to his mouth, stiffened, and cold sweat broke out instantly, and he put down the bottle tremblingly and closed the cap.

"For the rest of my life, in fact, what I said I wanted to die was the one who wanted to die, not this one who wanted to die."

"You... Got it... Is it? ”

"The teacher is still very young, and the teacher wants to live a few more years."

"I'm just dying as an entrepreneurial soul, not as a physical body."

Xu Yuanqing seriously talked about this issue with the rest of his life, very seriously.

He was really afraid that one day, if he didn't explain a word, he would really laugh at Jiuquan.

Yu Sheng looked at Xu Yuanqing calmly: "I know, I'm not stupid." ”

"You're not stupid and still poison me?"

Xu Yuanqing was a little irritable.

Yu Sheng opened the bottle and drank it: "Fake, it's soda, I read on the Internet that it says that making some kind jokes with the people around you will help you communicate." ”

...

Xu Yuanqing's body stiffened in place, and the corners of his mouth twitched and looked at Yu Sheng.

This... It's well-intentioned... A little joke?

I was scared away just now.

It's so hanging in the air.

This joke, Bit, Wu Qianqiu, and Hades all work.

"After the catastrophe, do you feel that your life is full of light again?"

"Actually, alive... It's already good. ”

"Being able to get up every day and look out the window at the sun is already something that many people envy."

Yu Sheng looked at Xu Yuanqing seriously and said, got up, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The thin figure exudes an inexplicable charm under the sunlight for some reason.

Xu Yuanqing looked at the back of the rest of his life thoughtfully.

The corners of his mouth subconsciously outlined a smile.

Maybe...

The rest of your life is right.

I'm inexplicable... I escaped death once.

"I don't believe it, I can still fail next time I start a business!"

"What the hell!"

For a while, the fighting spirit returned again, clenched his fists, and waved vigorously.

Isn't it just to re-accumulate start-up capital?

What a big deal!

Xu Yuanqing, an entrepreneurial genius, failed for only half a day, and made a comeback again to fight in the shopping mall!

Sooner or later, a huge business empire will be built in his hands.

"By the way, what about Zhao Zicheng?"

Xu Yuanqing, who came back to his senses, finally remembered Zhao Zicheng's atmosphere group, and asked with some doubts.

"I'm still in the hospital, and I'm seriously injured this time."

"I should have to stop at the quarterfinals."

"It's a pity, in Sin City, I can let him win the championship."

The rest of my life is a little regretful.

After all, there are more rules outside the city of sin.

Sometimes it's not just a matter of killing.

Including this kind of competition, it is also necessary to follow the rules of the competition system and not let it be dealt with offline.

But...

If it's an internal competition within the Ink Academy, it is estimated that it should be possible.

"The quarterfinals would be good."

"A wheelchair god of war, if it weren't for the stupid guy named Feng Yong, he wouldn't be able to get up to the top eight."

"You'd better prepare for tomorrow's quarterfinals... Damn, what am I talking about. ”

"I'm going to sleep."

With a yawn, Xu Yuanqing collapsed on the sofa, and in less than a few seconds, he had fallen asleep peacefully.

Silence was restored in the room.

It's just that in the last few days, the rest of his life has not continued to hold the demon crystal to absorb energy.

Instead, they've been working on brushing the little bottle out.

It turns out that the bottleneck that has always been called...

It's really a bottle.

……

Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan were not present in the quarterfinals on the second day.

Even Xu Yuanqing, Qian Shu and others were not there.

Obviously, when it comes to heavyweight events like the quarterfinals, it has become a little less important.

Only a few teachers from Wujue are responsible for judging and keeping students safe.

And the rest of his life is not surprising, and he successfully qualified.

At the same time, there were also Wu Qianqiu, Han Jue, and Li Yihan.

The semi-finals have been decided.

Mo College, three major universities, one place for each family.