At two o'clock in the afternoon, the intercom at the door rang, and Feng Bujue felt groggy and irritable after being woken up.
Although I had already bathed the cat at the pet clinic in the morning, I had to work hard for more than half an hour before I got home. He didn't even take off his clothes and fell asleep. It had only been more than six hours by now.
Walking to the door in a daze, Feng Bujue picked up the receiver of the walkie-talkie and said, "Who is it?"
"Me," Wang Tanzhi replied, "Master Bao is here too."
"Is the door open?" Feng Bujue pressed the door button and asked with a yawn.
"It's open, it's open, let's talk about it when we come up."
More than a minute after the call ended, the two took the elevator up. After passing through the corridor, they rang Feng Bujue's doorbell. The latter looked out through the peephole on the door and opened the door. He did not follow.
The two people said hello, turned around and walked towards the sofa.
Wang Tanzhi and "Master Bao" didn't show up either. They walked to the door and put the pizza and a dozen beers on the coffee table. They went to Feng Bujue's kitchen to get plates and chopsticks.
"Eh? Brother Jue, why is there a cat?" Wang Tanzhi soon discovered the little cat taking a nap in the corner of the sofa.
"Don't you see the sand table in the corner? I raised it." Feng Bujue opened a bottle of beer sleepily, slurped it like mouthwash, and then swallowed it...
"When did you start raising cats again?" Wang Tanzhi asked, tiptoeing closer to the little cat.
"This morning." Feng Bujue burped and said, "Don't think it is really sleeping. Cats are very alert animals. They seem to sleep for more than ten hours a day. In fact, whenever there is any disturbance around, their ears
It will move slightly, which shows..."
Just as Xiaotan was about to catch the little cat, the latter opened his eyes instantly, jumped forward, turned around, and slipped behind the sofa. Xiaotan, on the other hand, lost his center of gravity due to leaning forward and stumbled.
"Why do you think of raising a cat again?" Master Bao came back from the kitchen with plates and paper towels. He waved his hand and pushed Xiao Tan to sit on the sofa, and he also sat down.
His name is "Bao Qing". He is actually only a few months older than them, making him one year older. The three of them have been classmates from kindergarten to middle school. Bao Qing has been called Mr. Bao since elementary school. The problem is...
…He is not black at all. There has never been an official in his family, and he has never been a class cadre when he was studying.
Who would have thought that Mr. Bao would really become an "adult" when he grew up. He is twenty-five years old, a civil servant, and works in a government agency. His daughter is two and a half years old. Compared with these two bachelors, he is much more stable.
Mr. Bao's characteristic is that he has a "melancholy" face since he was a child, let alone after getting married, he has a bitter face all day long.
"This is the fate between me and that cat." Feng Bujue replied, "Just let it be."
The two of them both used the word "and" when asking questions, because they all knew that Feng Bujue had raised cats when he was a child. At that time, the neighbor's old lady kept a female cat and gave birth to four kittens in one litter.
He gave one to Feng Bujue. He raised it for thirteen years. The kitten became an old cat. Finally, it died, and the child became an adult. He buried the old cat with his own hands.
"Have you chosen a name yet?" Wang Tan asked excitedly.
"Assas." Feng Bujue replied very calmly, as if the name didn't just blurt out, but had been thought of for a long time.
"Pfft..." Mr. Bao spat out a mouthful of beer at that moment, "Even if you don't want Xiaotan to help with the name, you can make up something more ordinary if you want to make it up now, like Kool-Aid, Mike, etc..."
Feng Bujue snapped his fingers: "Assas."
The little cat turned around and said "meow".
"Look, there is no sense of violation." Feng Bujue pointed at Asas's cat face and said.
"I want to send a message." Xiao Tan took out his cell phone and said.
"Wait." Feng Bujue put down his beer, went to the window and opened the curtains, and then picked up Assas who couldn't escape in time.
Feng Bujue's hands passed under the cat's creaking nest, lifted the cat up, turned the cat's face away from him, straightened his arms, and raised them up to face the sun, imitating the scene at the Glory Stone at the beginning of The Lion King, and
Said a line that had nothing to do with it.
"My son... on the day you were born, every corner of Lordaeron was echoing your name... Arthas..." Feng Bujue said seriously in a low voice.
Wang Tanzhi pointed his cell phone at the kitten with an incomprehensible expression and took 360-degree shots.
"What a fool you are! You are so proud of Geng this year! Is it a daily routine for men to suffer from the secondary disease?!"
After being scolded by Master Bao, the two sat back on the sofa, and Assas slipped onto a cushion and took a nap.
"Why are Master Bao free this week?" Feng Bujue asked.
"My wife went back to her parents' home with her daughter." Mr. Bao replied with a comfortable sip of beer.
"Permanent or temporary?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"Nonsense! How can it be permanent! My mother-in-law just wants to see her granddaughter." Mr. Bao almost choked to death.
"Look at you looking relieved..." Feng Bujue said.
Wang Tanzhi interrupted them. He picked up the remote control and asked, "What's the theme this week?"
"Bad movie marathon." Feng Bujue replied.
"Huh?" Wang Tanzhi turned around.
Feng Bujue said: "Yes, that's it. As we discussed last time, there are so many notorious bad movies that have passed the test of time and become the bottom line in the film field, but none of us have seen it."
"Okay... let me take a look..." Wang Tanzhi used the remote control to browse the optional streaming program list on the TV.
When the three of them have time to get together, they will think of a theme and watch movies for more than ten hours in a row. As for the movies they watch, most of them are works from the late 20th century to the early 21st century.
As technology becomes more and more mature and fifth-generation computers become more popular, it is almost impossible to find a bad movie. In the future, no matter how bad a movie is, it will at least have pictures and sound effects to embellish it.
"How about "Ghost Rider"?" Wang Tanzhi said.
"Do you know "Daredevil"?" Feng Bujue said.
"Well... I've seen it," Wang Tanzhi replied.
"The same director." Feng Bujue said.
"Okay..." Wang Tanzhi searched again: "Look at this, "The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn (Part 2)", wow, there are actually seven parts in this series." (There are two more parts in 2055)
"I haven't watched any of them." Mr. Bao shrugged.
"I remember this movie won seven of the ten Razzie awards that year. Twenty years later, it was named one of the three most dominant bad movies in the early 21st century." Feng Bujue said.
"I'm very curious about what the other two parts are...don't tell me they are other episodes of this series." Master Bao said.
"No, it's "Battlefield Earth" and "Jack and Jill." The latter won all the Golden Raspberry Awards in 2012." Feng Bujue said: "I've only heard of its name and never seen it. Otherwise, today
Let’s just watch these three.”
"It doesn't matter." "I agree." Xiao Tan and Master Bao replied.
Two hours later...
"Are you okay?" Mr. Bao asked, looking at the closing credits rising on the big screen.
Wang Tanzhi looked at the floor gloomily: "I feel like I have lost something important..."
Feng Bujue stared blankly at the sunshine outside the window: "These are the most humiliating two hours in my life. My brain has been raped..."
"There will be a science fiction film and a comedy next... Let's watch the comedy first." Mr. Bao had an extremely serious expression on his bitter face.
Ninety minutes later…
"There's no guarantee that Al Pacino will die later," Wang sighed.
"It's hard to complain about the performance, the plot is really..." Feng Bujue said, "Master Bao, what do you think?"
No one answered.
"Master Bao? Bao..." Feng Bujue turned his head and found that Master Bao had fallen asleep with his eyes open and snored slightly.
"This despicable civil servant..."
At six or seven o'clock, the three of them went to a roadside stall to eat some dirty barbecue. Brother Jue and Xiao Tan told Mr. Bao about their recent trip to the Thriller Park, but Mr. Bao expressed no interest. He is a man with a family.
Life was hard, with not much private space and entertainment time. The three of them chatted for a few hours and dispersed around nine o'clock. Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi agreed to play the game in the early morning to brush up on a few scripts, and then they
Everyone goes back to their homes.
The friendship between these three people is hard-won and very sincere. When we were children, we were all runny-nosed, silly little brats. This kind of friendship is the purest. Even when we look back at these friends in our fifties or sixties,
The feeling in my heart will never change.
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He didn't sleep enough during the day, and considering logging into the game, Feng Bujue lay down in the game cabin at midnight. After the scan, he selected sleep mode to log in, and set the connection time.
[The access type is sleep mode and is being adjusted... After the adjustment is completed, please set the time point for loading the game, or return to the previous option.]
[The setting is completed, the connection process will be started at 1:00 AM on April 6, 2055, I wish you a good night. 】
After listening to the voice, Feng Bujue closed his eyes. The game cabin was very comfortable, and with a little bit of drunkenness, he fell asleep quickly.
When he regained consciousness, he was already standing in the familiar elevator. The screen on the wall showed the current real-world time, April 6, AM 1:00, but the electronic timer did not display the seconds.
And after what felt like several minutes, the time did not jump to 1:01. Obviously, this was a horror paradise in sleep mode.
Wang Tanzhi's invitation to join the team soon popped up on the screen. After joining the team, Feng Bujue discovered that Long Aomin was also in the team. Xiao Tan had joined the team first when he saw that the other party had become idle.
"Brother Jue, something big happened!" Wang Tanzhi said.
"Haha... Crazy brother really has a clever plan." Long Aomin said: "At about 12:30 in real time, the first level 20 player in the server was born."
Feng Bujue glanced at the team box and saw that Long Aomin had reached level 13 after not seeing him for a day, and Xiaotan had also reached level 11. He must have gone online about ten minutes early and had finished a single-player scenario first so that he could level up.
A level one.
"Will the first full-level player be notified in the game?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Yes, all players in the login space will hear the system prompts, and this news will appear on the touch screen. Besides, the forum has already exploded." Long Aomin said.
"Let me take a look..." Feng Bujue clicked on the forum and found the official pinned post. The title clearly read: [Congratulations to "The Brave" who belongs to the "Order" studio for becoming the first person to have a level cap during the internal beta stage.
players]
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