"Xiao Yu, stop making trouble...I'll sleep for a while."
Han Baiyi drowsily moved his little hands around his waist, but couldn't catch them.
When he was half asleep and half awake, he squinted his eyes and opened his eyes, and saw a black shadow shrouded in front of him in the dark night.
Han Baiyi's eyes widened instantly and he ran eight meters away from the bed.
Then...then I saw Yang Xiaoyu went crazy for some reason, pulled up the curtains and the room was completely dark, and sat on his knees on the bed, staring at his face with burning eyes.
"Scared me." Han Baiyi suddenly woke up, and in the blink of an eye he looked as lazy as before. He yawned and started to move back to the bed. He looked at his phone, six-twenty, and his tone was unavoidable.
Complained, "Why did you get up so early today?"
"Han Baiyi, you have changed." Yang Xiaoyu knelt down on the bed and said with a serious face.
Han Baiyi turned his head after hearing this familiar beginning, then lay down and covered his ears.
Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras.
As Yang Xiaoyu talked to him, she rubbed up to him, pinched his face with her little hands and pulled him away, with a serious tone: "Look, look! Your face is as white as mine. You must have eaten fried pork rinds. From now on,
You are not allowed to eat fried pork rinds."
Yang Xiaoyu looked obligated: "From now on, all the fried pork rinds will belong to me."
"Um?"
Han Aili's cheek bounced back as she was being pulled, and she snorted softly.
His big hand felt dizzy around the pillow, and he took out the mobile phone from under Yang Xiaoyu's knees:
"It sounds like I could grab it before."
Opening the phone mirror, he struggled to open his half-opened eyes, then drooped them back again.
It doesn't feel like there's anything different.
"There's more!" Yang Xiaoyu lifted up Han Baiyi's pajamas and pulled out a piece of meat from his stomach. "Look, the eight-pack abs are coming out again."
Han Baiyi turned over and took out the funny thing to cover his head: "Didn't I just practice it last year..."
Yang Xiaoyu’s cheeks bulged: “But then I got fat because of eating!”
"Maybe I lost weight last night."
When he talks in his sleep, he is usually out of his mind.
While he was dreaming, Han Baiyi seemed to remember yesterday's heart-wrenching pain and the crackling sound of his anus and intestines being shattered, and his mind suddenly came to his senses.
Opening his eyes, Han Baiyi sat up straight under Yang Xiaoyu's strange gaze. He lifted up his shirt and touched his belly, then pinched his skin. He could really feel the changes on his body.
Thinking about the blood plasma and ash in the toilet bowl yesterday, I thought that I might have been struck by some inspiration.
Although it's great to be able to return to the days of eight-pack abs without any effort, my skin is so white and tender that it looks like a child's, which is very awkward.
Thoughts like this, my body got off the bed obediently.
Standing up, Han Baiyi walked into the bathroom as if nothing was wrong. As soon as he closed the door, his true nature was immediately revealed. He jumped high to test his muscles, punched and dodged to practice his reaction speed, and even did several backflips in the small space of the bathroom.
, carrying Yang Xiaoyu on her back, she jumped up and down happily for a while, and then she began to pose in front of the mirror, admiring the white and tender muscles that she had left home and returned to.
So, Yang Xiaoyu stood outside through the translucent frosted glass of the hotel bathroom and watched the changing figures in the toilet.
At first, he was snickering and watching with great interest. After a while, he turned into a look of someone who had come before, and he gave a long, pretentious sigh:
"Hey, man..."
"childish!"
Then he crept to the end of the bed, silently, and carefully took out the last lychee lollipop from Han Baiyi's bag.
"Aww"
While posing, Han Baiyi suddenly remembered his own system.
Sure enough, as soon as I opened it, there was a series of ding ding ding sounds. All the prompts were [Ingenuity Points + 1]. The Ingenuity Points increased from 0 points when they were used up yesterday to 25 points. Looking at these points, Han
Bai Yi couldn't help but think of the pain last night that was comparable to giving birth to a child, and his whole body was agitated.
The legendary anorectal severance is nothing more than that, right?
In addition, as soon as the name "Popular Point" was heard, it was known that it was related to last night's video, and combined with the sudden increase in popularity this night, Han Baiyi casually wiped his face in the bathroom and rushed out to open the video, watching D
The number of plays in the station information bar.
In just one night, the number of views reached 31 million.
There are more than 30 people who rewarded more than 1,000 yuan!
Open iQiyi again and check out several major video websites on Uniform. None of them have less than 10 million views, and they are even increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, the headline that originally ranked first on Jubo was deleted for unknown reasons.
After reading the comments under the video, I realized that the hot searches were controlled, but these videos could not be turned off.
I heard that the server of UNIQI website was restarted last night but could not take this video off the shelves. Moreover, all the major video headlines were the video of "Sekiro Prologue". Big bloggers on all the major video websites were speaking out to explain the situation.
Restricting the development of public opinion, various conspiracy theories about the 'savior' emerged one after another.
Fortunately, novels have developed rapidly in recent years. Netizens' imaginations are getting bigger and bigger, and their guesses are becoming more and more unreliable. As a result, some of the novels that seem to be reasonable and well-founded are actually blind.
The speculation was suppressed.
In addition, the man claiming to be the savior in the video became very popular, and people all over the country were killing him.
At the same time, there is an endless stream of various jokes and emoticons.
【Aha! Do you think I am your husband? In fact, I am the savior!】
[I, the savior, gender equality (picture of the corpse of a wolf-proof woman)]
[If the savior says to blow your dog’s head off, I’ll blow your dog’s head off (picture of wolf corpse)]
[Your wife and my adopted savior said to the wolf]
But Han Baiyi searched for a long time, and in the end he couldn't figure out what factors the popularity points in his information column corresponded to. Instead, he just looked at the savior's emoticon and kept laughing.
This netizen is really fucking talented.
While thinking about it, Han Baiyi turned off the computer and started packing his things.
"Xiaoyu, we have tickets at noon, don't forget to bring your things, prepare your luggage..."
Yang Xiaoyu instinctively turned around, holding a lollipop in her mouth.
"Your snacks for tomorrow are gone." Han Baiyi said with a cold face.
"Ugh?! Stop it"
...
On the highway, warriors flew past.
The clear and soft sound of a mobile phone rang in the carriage.
"Awei fell in love with Aqiang, on a night without orangutans..."
"crooked?"
The index finger passed over the phone, and along with the rumble of the engine on the highway, the woman's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the cab.
"The address has been sent to you. It is in Dongqing District. You are the only one missing. Come here quickly. The target is a newly awakened person. He has committed three crimes recently. The information has been sent to you. He is forcibly arrested and can be shot to death, but the higher-ups require that he be captured alive as much as possible.
."
"Huh? What about my holiday, captain? Today is National Day..."
"..."
On the phone, the person on the other end was silent for a while.
"Team leader Bai Juntang, female, 24 years old, special treatment section of Xia'an Jinmen District, work situation in the second half of the year is as follows: absent from work for 20 days in July, late for 10 days, assessed, salary payable is 0 yuan, actual tax paid is 8507
Yuan; absent from work for 19 days in August, late for 12 days, assessment D, salary payable is 0 yuan, actual paid tax is 8572 yuan, September..."
"...Captain Liu Zhi, I was wrong."
"It's good to know. Your team members have arrived, and now you are the only one missing from your action team. If there is a problem with today's action, then you won't be here this month."
The male voice on the other side of the phone was solemn and serious,
"Remember to hurry up and hang up."
Bai Juntang was chewing mints, resting his arm on the edge of the car window, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and pressing the accelerator to the bottom with his white sneakers. The pointer of the modified Muscle speedometer swung back and forth between 209 and 211, leaving two lines on the highway.
The afterimage of the taillights and the broken eyes were everywhere, and the tone was lazy: "Ah? But there is a speed limit on the highway, captain..."
"You are responsible for yourself. If you dare to crash a car, you will go to the military court and eat peanuts. Do you understand?"
"How harsh, Captain."
"...The traffic bureau called me, and six points were deducted from your driver's license."
"ah?"
"Beep...beep...beep..."
Bai Juntang casually threw his cell phone into the passenger seat, half-rolled up the sleeves of his brown sweater, and straightened up while lazily leaning against the car door. His back was being pulled by the seat belt in the off-road high-speed push, and his voice was lazily filled with annoyance.
:
"It's so annoying, that little virgin."
His eyes are as clear as water.
"Sooner or later, find an opportunity to let him feel the majesty of big sister."
With muttering in his mouth, Bai Juntang turned on the car stereo:
Shrimp catcher! Take your mother to fly! Shrimp catcher...
He raised his hand and crossed it in the air facing the windshield, his fingertips flashing with light blue light.
"Xuanzhang's One Spirit Eye"
"Xuanzhang Three Styles to Avoid the Wind"
As the spirit machine engraves, the center of the pupil seems to be covered with a layer of pale white contact lenses. Everything in the field of vision slows down rapidly. The air centered on the windshield is driven by spiritual power to form an invisible shell that conforms to fluid mechanics.
, the speed of the modified warrior suddenly increased by half a chip, and he was speeding away all the way, and even the taillights of the car could not be seen.
Along the way, veteran drivers gave thumbs up and made friendly complimentary sounds:
"Are these sisters rushing to reincarnate?"
...
On the other side, Liu Zhi hung up his cell phone and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, raised his hand to look at his watch, pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and ordered to the team members on the side:
"The action will begin in three minutes. The first and fourth groups will be on guard and withdraw the second group that is preparing to attack. When Bai Juntang arrives, he will stuff her in and hold her up."
"Yes, Captain."
The woman in her early thirties, dressed in black, smiled and said in a joking manner: "Team Liu, Team Leader Bai used the bus for personal travel, but many people found out about it, and we can't do it in our team either."
She always gets punished from above because she is alone...Many team members are not convinced."
Liu Zhi glanced sideways at her, his serious face expressionless, and his tone was light:
"Not convinced?"
"If any of you has half the ability of her, I will push Bai Juntang down and make him the team leader now!"
"I asked her from the section chief. If something happens and she is punished, I will carry her. If you are capable of her, I will carry her for you."
"I dare to protect you like this in front of the director!"
"Then what? Is there any?"
"Those who are capable will be promoted, and those who are unable will be demoted. The rules are as simple as that. Those who do things must have some sense of doing things."
As soon as the call ended, the woman immediately became silent.
Liu Zhi withdrew his gaze.
Although his tone was always calm and his young face showed no emotion or anger, in fact he almost made his nose twist in anger.
He saw all the calculations in their minds.
A group of radishes descended from the sky only watched the thief eat the meat, but did not see the thief being beaten.
He wanted to help with the welfare performance, but he didn't want to touch the dirty and tiring work. There were only a few good hands, and each of them was lazy. Every day, Liu Zhi felt so angry that his forehead hurt.
'Sooner or later I will break your legs one by one!'
While thinking bitterly in his heart, Liu Zhi made the final arrangements for the operation.
When he saw a familiar Hummer drive into the side road from his invisible vision, Liu Zhi picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered in a calm tone: