Separation from the wild, when Zonggu returned to the old house of Tongye, it was late at night.
There is no one in the living room. Tong Ye Qian didn't spend the night here tonight. He put down his schoolbags at hand, and the certification documents that were only expected by the kung fu, and went to the bathroom to take a bath.
When I came out again, I saw that Chao Ling was sitting in the living room.
"bell."
She looked over, holding one of the proof in her hand, there was a glass of water on the table in front of her.
"Haven't you slept yet?"
"Um."
Zonggu sat next to her, and she pushed the glass of water over.
"Thanks."
He drank more than half a glass of water in one breath, then picked up the towels on the neck and continued to rub his hair.
Put down the file in your hand, "Did you solve it?"
"Solved."
"I also know some people, you can solve this kind of trivial matter for you."
Zong Gu smiled, "I know."
"However, Ling's connections and the power of the teacher are the last cards for me. When it is not helpless, it will not be easily used. It is easy to depend on it, but I want to know to what extent can it be achieved only by myself.
. ""
Chao Wu Ling looked at him for a while, nodded slightly.
"good."
She deliberately accompanied him. Zonggu changed his hands and wiped his hair and talked to her some night.
"... By the way, I also met Miss Guangyue in Baichuan."
Looking towards the fog, watching him continue to say.
"The geisha coated his face, and in my opinion, everyone looked almost the same, but she recognized me. Remembering is so good."
"Well. The child's mind is flexible and the memory is also very good."
"Really ... After recognizing me, Miss Guangyue thought the bell was there, so he came over to say hello."
He nodded towards the fog, and it was clear. He asked what happened here after he left.
"What happened to Tong Ye and Yoshikawa?"
"No. When I get back from school, I will come back."
"I think Tong Ye sent a message and said it was commissioned."
"Wait for you to solve it tomorrow."
"really……"
After sitting again, Zonggu wiped his hair, and when he got up, he drank the remaining half a glass of water.
"Go up."
"Um."
Going upstairs, good night with Chao Wuzu, Zonggu looked at the room at the end of the corridor again.
He walked over, and there was a sound of sounds in it, and for a moment, he kept.
He knocked on the door again, and he did not respond.
Open the door, the sound of the keyboard becomes more loud. There is no light in the room. The only light source is the computer screen in the corner.
Monthly wearing a white T -shirt, wearing a thick headphones on his head, the whole person retracted in front of the computer, long hair shawl, and a pale beauty face forward.
"Like a ghost ..." Zong Gu shook his head.
Crave.
He walked into the room and touched the lights.
"Ah ah ah-"
"Female Ghost" immediately opened his teeth and danced, turned his head and looked at him, and rushed over.
"It's too bright! Turn it off, close it!"
"..."
Zonggu ignored the meeting, and went straight to the past.
The monthly reading could not be distracted for too long, and turned to keep staring at the screen. Even if the eyes were suddenly stimulated by the sudden light, the operation in his hand did not stop.
On the screen, the characters he manipulated were jumping on the ground, architecture and half of the air. As soon as he stopped, he fired against the enemy. The operation was fluent.
Zonggu stood for less than two minutes later, and the monthly reading had destroyed several enemies.
A vague voice of several teammates speaking in the headset.
"Nice!"
"It is worthy of the noble son of the month."
"It's timely come to be timely, I have to save ..."
The corner of the mouth of the month was bent unconsciously, and quickly forgot the existence of Zonggu behind him until the latter suddenly raised his hand and touched his headphones.
"..."
He was unknown, he turned his head and glanced, and then the sound of the headset suddenly increased.
Zonggu: "Let me listen too."
As soon as the voice fell, the sound in the headset was clearly spread out.
"Huh? Who is talking? Is the stinky old man from the noble son of the moon?"
"Hahaha, can't say that, Harnos."
"That's what he said."
"..."
Zonggu looked at it, and read the forehead with sweat, and the operation in his hand became unfavorable.
"Wait, the noble son of the month, there are ambush over there! Wait ... Ah ..."
Along with the wailing of the teammates in the headphones, the noble sons of the month soon the army was wiped out.
"You play first, I have something to do!"
Read the monthly rush, take off the headphones, look back at Zonggu.
"This, actually ... I just played for a while."
"Um."
The so -called small meeting is probably from getting up in the morning until now.
"I have also explored the traces of those guys this morning. The complete hour, not a few minutes."
"Um."
Zonggu looked slightly slow, nodded, "Is there any gain?"
"No. I must have contacted you if so."
"I hope the Moon Reading does not lie to me."
Moon reading looked at him, "Nothing."
"That's good."
Zonggu glanced at the screen behind him again, and what he wanted to say, but couldn't speak.
Excessive obsessed with electronic games will affect the future and even delay life?
This kind of words don't make much sense for the gods.
Even if you are addicted for a hundred years, there are countless a hundred years that can be used to wash your mind -you ca n’t find things that can be obsessed to have a headache.
The monthly reading also made an agreement with him. It took an hour a day to explore the trace of the Eight Thunder Gods.
His request is only that.
"Is it effective?"
Reading a month, "What?"
"It is an excuse that Moon Reading thought for half a week." Zonggu raised his chin on the computer screen behind him, "Borrowing this popular game to start the name of the noble son of the month."
"Look at what you say, it's not an excuse ... it should be effective, our ranking is now quite high."
Monthly read and wipe sweat, turn around and restart the game.
He opened a interface for the team's standings and pulled down a little down. It was the team named "the son of the moon".
Clicking the team details, the team's introduction only has one sentence, which is quite abrupt but in line with the team's name.
[Please go to the nearby Monthly Reading Shrine!]
"..."
Zonggu took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.
Although the direction is a bit strange, he is at least working hard ...
"Then, do you have no opinion on this strange introduction to this strange introduction?"
"Huh? No, whoever listened to it if it was great."
Seeing a few teammates have started a new game, the monthly reading is not so anxious. Instead, he opened his own record and showed it to Zonggu behind him or show off.
"It's okay, right?"
"Um."
Zonggu's sight follows the cursor on the screen. "I think the talent of the monthly reading adults is concentrated in two aspects.
"Are you boasting me? Why does it sound yin and yang weird ..."
"You think too much. It must be that I usually praise too little. In the future, I will often praise the monthly reading."
"..."
The monthly reading was panicked, "No ... still."
After a while, the night was deeper, and Zonggu had nothing to say, ready to go back to his room to rest.
"Moderate game, monthly reading adults also rest early."
"Oh ... no, that, wait ..."
Zonggu's head, "What?"
The monthly reading was removed, and the expression on the face looked a little tangled.
"Actually, I have something to discuss with you."
Zonggu was silent for a few seconds, and his eyes swept over a few high -priced equipment on his table.
"How much do you want?"
"How much do you want? ... Isn't it? I don't want money. But you have to give me money, I won't refuse it ..."
"I give you a sword."
"..."
There will be no money given by nothing.
Monthly read the sudden greed and talked about the right thing.
"These three people in the team have been playing together for a while ... Then, some people proposed today, saying that you see the previous side offline."
"..."
Zong Gu picked up his arm, "Do you meet netizens ... then go."
Moon reading looked at him, "Do you think it's okay?"
"There is no problem." Zonggu said, "Eat a meal together, watch movies, or go to karaoke to sing."
"As long as the monthly reading adults do not move any crooked thoughts, others can’t lie to you."
The monthly reading continuously nodded, and then hesitated: "But, I look like ..."
"Rest assured."
When he was sleepy, Zong Gu hid his mouth and yawned.
"People on the Internet are always a bit strange. I think they should have some psychological preparations. And more likely people with female princes and male pronunciations than female pronunciations, or very popular ... Now