Sangsang sat on the gaming chair and stared at the computer screen, "What is this?"
"A game."
Sangsang was a little disappointed, she thought humans had already begun to embark on the interstellar journey.
It turns out to be just a game.
Qin Gao clutched his stomach and shivered on the side.
Summarizing his several experiences of being beaten, he came to the conclusion that there is no reason to beat you and there is no need to choose a day.
Qin Gao felt that Qin Sangsang was retaliating.
He was cursing in his mind, all using very dirty words, but his body was honestly submissive...
Qin Sangsang was silent for three seconds. Qin Gao had even thought about the location of his own cemetery.
"Do you want to play?"
No, he can still struggle. Being beaten is too painful.
Hearing this, Sangsang readily agreed.
Pei Yi and the others had never seen Qin Gao look so cautious. Even the unruly hair on his head was tame and lay softly on his scalp.
Everyone's curiosity about Sangsang has reached its highest level.
Could this be another peerless master hidden in the world?
That must be the case.
It wasn't until after losing fifty consecutive games that everyone sighed in a daze: They had never seen anyone play the game so badly.
Before this, Pei Yi, Chi Zhong and the others didn't know that there were so many ways to die in Star Wars.
It can be regarded as cutting off the buttocks with a knife and opening eyes.
Qin Gao on the side looked at his constant loss of points and was very anxious, but he didn't dare to say anything.
I can only advise tactfully: "This is not fun. Don't be too addicted to games."
Before Sangsang could speak, a girl opposite stood up abruptly, her eyes soaked with tears.
"You are right, there is nothing fun about games, the fun is the people in the games."
Qin Gao: It’s not necessary to knock down a whole boat of people with one pole.
In the past, whoever dared to slander this game, Qin Gao, a hot-tempered young man, would definitely teach her how to behave.
This time, Qin Gao glanced at Sang Sang and said positively, "I love helping others."
"Have you met a scumbag, young lady?"
No need to guess, the green lawn above the young lady’s head can be used for horse racing.
Everyone has seen many kinds of relationships in games, so it’s not surprising.
Qin Gao volunteered and approached the young lady, "Oh, you have been guarded and killed so many times."
"Damn it, everyone is responsible for playing civilized games."
Pei Yi watched Qin Gao convulsing speechlessly.
How come he never knew this man was so shameless?
Who kills those who offend him without saying a word until they are withdrawn?
Who provokes others arrogantly and domineeringly?
Qin Gao looked at Sang Sang with embarrassment, "Why don't you let me go online to avenge the little sister?"
After receiving Sang Sang's nod, Qin Gao wiped the sweat from his forehead.
In order to get his account back, he was so humble and hateful~
With no more games to play, Sangsang logged in to his Pin Xixi seller account.
As soon as she went online, her notification instantly turned red 99+
Sang Sang was confused, had many people sent her messages?
Click on it, and at the front is a message sent by a person named Mo Xiaoyang a few days ago.
[Although I don’t believe that this fairy tale princess necklace has a protective effect on the body, I still want to know the instructions for opening the protective necklace. I will quietly watch you compile the jpg.]
Sangsang has not yet understood the human vocabulary, including the word irony.
Especially Daxia's writings are profound and profound.
She thought about it for a while and remembered that she had sent the handwritten instructions together.
Maybe it was lost.
——-
Moyang pinched the half piece of bread left in her hand and handed it to Evian's mouth, "Eat quickly."
Evian shook his head repeatedly, "You'd better eat it, I can still hold on."
Ai Yu, who was walking in front, used a stick to poke at the wheel marks on the ground and licked his lips that were peeling due to lack of water. "Their car came from here."
Looking back, he saw the two girls at the back fighting each other for half a piece of bread, and he said directly: "Evian, you'd better not waste Mo Yang's hard work."
"You are the weakest. If you don't eat, you won't be able to hold on."
Who would have thought that dry bread, which they used to look down upon, would now become the most precious thing.
Evian finished eating bit by bit with tears in her eyes and choked with sobs.
"Don't cry, don't cry. Tears are also water. If they fall, I have to help you catch them." Ai Yu joked, deliberately teasing Evian.
Evian immediately raised his head and shed tears in fear.
The last few drops of water in their water bottles were shared by the three of them an hour ago.
"Don't worry, we will be out of the no man's land soon."
Moyang swallowed hard, not daring to show her frustration, "As soon as I get out of here, I will book a flight to go back to China."
"Whoever wants to come and stay in this damn place."
"Even if you give me 10 million from now on, I don't want to go out again."
The other two people also agreed, "Who says it's not the case?"
There is no way to know ahead of time in life.
The recent policy is very strange. Anyone leaving Daxia to go abroad needs to report and register at the local level.
Although it felt strange, Moyang didn't think much about it.
As long as it's not a particularly serious matter, such as a major natural or man-made disaster, Mo Yang will go out.
After all, she has been studying in the United States for several years, and this is her last year.
No matter what, she must get her diploma. Otherwise, her efforts in the past few years will be in vain.
Studying abroad focuses on practicality, and their instructors will often take them to carry out practical activities outdoors.
Sometimes it takes as long as ten days, and as short as two or three days.
This time, Moyang thought it was the same as before. They spent three days crossing the no-man's land and searching for many samples in the wild.
On the way back, the two instructors who led the team had a sudden thought and deviated from the route.
Moyang didn't know the reason why the two mentors did this.
At that time, Mo Yang raised objections.
Their preparations were not sufficient, they did not carry much water, the gasoline in the gas tank was about to run out, and all kinds of food and supplies were almost consumed in these three days.
"Professor, I think..."
As soon as Moyang spoke, her mentor waved his hand displeasedly, "It's not what you think, it's what I think."
"Of course, I respect every student's idea."
"Students who want to leave, raise your hands and I will leave a car for you. But after I go back, I think you may no longer be suitable to study with me."
If the professor just doesn't say it clearly and doesn't do what he says, then be prepared not to graduate.
"Didn't I say that you Daxia people can endure hardships and stand hard work? Mo, I don't see such a beautiful quality in you."
Mo Yang gritted his teeth, feeling aggrieved.
"Yi, what do you think?"
Professor Bourne looked at the two Daxia girls with a half-smile, spread his hands, "The decision is in your hands."
Amid racial discrimination abroad, some professors have made it clear that they do not welcome Asians to become their students.
Moyang was very lucky for a time. At least before today, Professor Byrne treated all students equally.
