The red marks and patterns are random graffiti, and they have no practical meaning. If you ask Zhang Shidong to copy them, he will not be able to do it.

No guests were invited, nor did he send any invitations. Xue Lin knew that he wanted to help the announcement but was rejected by Zhang Shidong. At first, he had some plans to put the Dream Hall on the table, but when it was truly presented in front of Zhang Shidong, he couldn't bear to leave it. This was his own world. He couldn't let it go through the wind and rain outside, nor did he want to come and see him all day long. When it really needs to be displayed, just borrow the official platform.

Zhang Jun and his wife came. After seeing the arrangement inside, they were only worried about the place where they were envious. They were worried about theft of the place. Even if Zhang Shidong explained, they could not eliminate the worries in their hearts. On the contrary, Zhang Yiqing didn't care about that much. After coming here, she directly found a location she liked at the bar that was only a few dozen meters long. Then she ran to the back and found a room, and hung a door sign on the door and announced loudly: "Brother, this place is mine."

Most young people like to live in groups. Everyone chats, fucks, plays games, movies, cards and drinks together. The fun is unimaginable. When they were in school, they could still get together. As they grew older, they entered society. When they had a meal, they couldn’t find the feeling of sleeping on my upper bunk. Zhang Shidong also watched a TV series called "Struggle" a few years ago, and then he had the idea of ​​building a private salon at the same time.

On weekdays, everyone is busy with their own things. When they come here, they chat and fuck here, and they are all in short supply of food, drink and play here. The days of immortals are there.

Zhang Yiqing was originally extremely happy, but she was frustrated. In front of Tong Qiannian, she was completely defeated, and finally became Brother Nian's maid with tears in her eyes, losing the unique and pampered identity of the little princess of the Zhang family.

Zhang Jun and Kong Mei didn't have much affection for Tong Qiannian. Such a cold and mechanical state would be strange if people liked it. Tong Qiannian didn't care. Even if the other party might become his parents-in-law, he still looked the same, living according to his own wishes.

Zhao Ya, Jiang Xueyu, and Ai Ai came to the Dream Hall one after another. The three of them tacitly staggered the time they came. Each person redecorated their rooms here one day, and they all went to the unique round platform to enjoy it. Under the night sky, the empty glass walls around did not rise. They lay in the bathhouse and drank a glass of red wine. The taste made them extremely nostalgic.

Ai Ai finally devoted her things that she had been retained for more than 20 years in this relaxed and pleasant environment. Here, she didn't need to smile on her face all the time, she just needed to enjoy a happy time with this man. She didn't take her father's warning to her, and she fell in love with her. She had no regrets. As for the result, Ai Ai directly confronted her family, so what if she was single?

Zhang Shidong was like a ball of flame, making these girls rush towards them like moths. Even if they were burned by the flames, they would not regret it. At least, they had a life that was so hot that they would never forget.

Unexpectedly, the person who should have come the most did not come.

Mi Nuonuo is mixed in the game all day long, giving people the feeling that she is doing nothing and should have come to meet Zhang Shidong long ago, but she has not come and remains in the south.

"Are you really not going to come?" Zhang Shidong sat on a massage sofa designed in accordance with his personal habits and height and weight. He was neither hard nor soft, and he would massage all parts of his body at any time. It was the most suitable for the best players who played games all night.

"I'm going, what should they do? I'm so possessive, so I must have full control. Forget it. I occasionally go to you for a while, and you're all mine from top to bottom. It's fun to play like that. Otherwise, you'll squeeze a little and I'll squeeze a little, it's boring." Mi Nuonuo controlled the game characters to "Brother Dong". After looking at it for a while, she couldn't help but sigh: "That girl is so amazing. Players with your micro-operation level above the passing line have reached the level of professional players. Trade me."

A very special talisman seal was traded over by Mi Nuo Nuo. Seeing its effect, Zhang Shidong couldn't help but secretly praise it.

The game's equipment settings not only satisfy the privatization of its own equipment by high-level players, but also satisfy the chance of civilian players fighting for luck. The higher the level, the higher the reinforcement, the higher the equipment, the lower the chance of falling after death. After successfully setting foot on the fifteen stars, the probability of falling is negligible. The talisman seal traded by Mi Nuo Nuo is to erase this probability and offset the number of drops of specific equipment.

When sealed on the wooden sword, Zhang Shidong is not afraid of the terrible low chance of a game character. This talisman seal can be dropped once, and before the talisman seal disappears, the probability of the wooden sword falling is zero. After death and resurrection, there will be a sky-high direct teleporter in the safe area, ensuring that the possibility of the character being wheeled is zero if you have enough money. All this is equivalent to giving Zhang Shidong multiple insurance to the wooden sword in his hand, but it also leaves a trace of the possibility of explosion for those civilian players. If you are lucky, it will explode once, and the talisman seal disappears. Before he embeds the second talisman, he will kill again and explode again.

The probability is extremely low, which does not mean that there is no. This is the official way for civilian players.

The fifteen-star wooden sword allows Zhang Shidong to easily hang the machine-swipe cultivation point without having to control the keyboard and mouse all the time. Tong Qiannian's existence also eliminated the possibility of being attacked and killed. This little girl also started playing games because she was bored. She set a complete set of plans based on her own attributes. She is currently playing the cultivation point. Like Zhang Shidong, she is guarding several bronze armored soldiers near the entrance of the valley. If there is any problem, she can tell Zhang Shidong to prepare early.

Not far away, three extremely depressed men were drinking at a small table. They could not participate in the hot and passionate aggrievances. They needed a lot of time to hang up and do something repeatedly, so they had enough time to set up a small round table, took out some cooked food and snacks, and sat together to drink.

Zhang Shidong looked at the fixed position of the characters in the game, and the refresh speed could not keep up with the killing speed. He stood up with confidence and patted Tong Qiannian on the shoulder: "Look at it."

Seeing Tong Qiannian playing games with her whole body twisted together in a posture that was difficult to do yoga, Zhang Shidong was full of respect for the four words "effective exercise" she said. No wonder she said that this training method is only suitable for a very small number of people and cannot be promoted. It is completely perverted. Twenty-four hours a day, at least twenty hours, Tong Qiannian was in various physical exercises. Various perverted methods made the virus, the old ghost and the peacock feel inferior.

"Is there any fun to play games like this?" The real micro-operation depends on Tong Qiannian. Mi Nuonuo operates it consciously and is completely incomparable in front of her. She has both the creativity of a super genius brain and the rigor of meticulousness and no mistakes. She looks at her practice points and her first-level basic martial arts are extremely artistic.

"Just play, just have fun. Who doesn't want to be awesome? As for the process, it doesn't matter." Zhang Shidong took out some seafood and vegetables from the storage cabinet, ran to the kitchen in a very mood, and used his cooking skills that were worse than ordinary housewives to add wine to the depressed three people there.

The hot dishes taste better than bagged cooked food. Zhang Shidong is a chef who likes heavy flavors. In addition to salty, they are all heavy ingredients and taste very refreshing. They drink big cubes and eat meat.

After two glasses of wine, the food was almost done. Zhang Shidong said to the three of them: "Do you know how Brother Nian describes you three playing games?"

"Huh?" Peacock's eyes were a little sharp. With his personality, he almost couldn't help but kill the other party directly several times. He couldn't tell the other person about it. He hid Tong Qiannian every day, for fear of being stimulated by her words.

"Three pigs learn how to embroider, hahahaha..." Zhang Shidong couldn't control his inner smile, laughed loudly, pointing at the table while laughing: "Whoever comes to the door at the end, who cleans the table and washes the dishes? Hahaha..."

After he finished speaking, he was extremely shameless in playing with the situation, and rushed to the door dozens of steps away. Peacock and the other two did not move, staring at each other in a triangular position. After a few seconds, they moved at the same time, without hitting any obstacles and rushed to the unmanned land. The three of them had five or six minutes of close-kick fight, and switched countless times in one-on-two states, restraining each other. When the three of them arrived at the door at the same time, Tong Qiannian had cleaned up the messy place just now and sat down to play the game again.

The three of them stared at each other with great depression, returned to their seats, and controlled the game to continue looking for the second kind of life on the Internet.

Zhang Shidong shamelessly turned on his personal theater, playing the latest Hollywood blockbusters, watching games from time to time, chatting with people inside, and most of the time he leaned in a chair, adjusting the lights in the reception hall with the remote control, and enjoying a personal home theater that was more enjoyable than Baoche.

The happiness of life is to enjoy what you want to enjoy. It is not necessarily a yacht and beach beauty. She can have her own private space and enjoy the same kind of fun with a group of friends. She doesn’t have to use a red wine glass to taste red wine. If I don’t understand, I just put red wine in a sea bowl and drink it with pig trotters. So what if I am happy, as long as I am willing, this is the happiest thing.

Zhang Shidong stretched his waist and watched three videos. The time was directed to nine o'clock in the morning. The three of them had just finished their morning exercises and had just finished taking a shower. They were playing Landlord on the computer very childishly, each carrying the computer screen to prevent the other from seeing it. They were having a lot of fun fighting.

"Interesting? Isn't it better to just play that poker?"

The virus rolled his eyelids: "What do you know? We are the most happy bean table in the game. Did you see it? How many viewers are watching it? I didn't pursue it!"

Zhang Shidong rolled his eyes. These three people really had a pursuit. They enjoyed being noticed in this way. Turning around, from an angle that others had never paid attention to, the four people flashed a hint of sadness in their eyes.

The sound of a guard post at the door sounded inside the intercom: "A police station car has entered and said it is to be inspected."

ps: A sentence in the symmetrical title is a different kind of sadness when writing.

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