Chapter 77 My Luo Ling's special task, can I do it without credits?
Qian Cang's figure is a bit slimmer than that of Hong Huang. Although he doesn't have very sharp and obvious texture, it is better than that of Hong Huang.
His skin is even more like jade, with the warmth of mutton-fat jade, which makes the water on his body become clearer and more attractive.
Coupled with his inherent melancholy, even if he is lying next to Honghuang and Yu Jiutian, people still feel the special loneliness and coldness in him, making people just want to hug him and give him the warmth he wants.
He sat quietly in the spiritual pool, slightly lowering his eyes, as if adjusting his breath.
Yu Jiutian seemed to be particularly excited today. He was lying between Honghuang and Qiancang, with his hands spread out, almost like a hug on the left and right.
What surprised me was his figure. He actually had muscles.
I looked at his two pectoralis major muscles: "Captain, you can do it. I thought you didn't practice."
Boys also discuss body shapes, and not only do they discuss them, they also touch them.
In high school, athletes with good figures liked to show off their figures.
Yu Jiutian's mask showed a proud look: "Of course I have practiced, how about it, look at my biceps."
He started to drum up.
Hong Huang looked at him lazily, as if the boss didn't want to compare with a rookie.
I laughed: "Captain, you have the guts to take off your mask now."
Yu Jiutian's movements stiffened and he silently retracted his hand.
Sure enough, his state was limited to that under the mask.
Honghuang lazily waved to me: "Come, let's take a dip together for a while."
The spiritual pool can restore spiritual power.
I looked down at the Ling Pond. The surface of the Ling Po Pond was filled with aura, and looming under the clear water were their swimming trunks of various colors.
"Luo Ling must be very tired, let him rest." Suddenly, Qian Cang, who had been lowering his eyes silently, said softly. He still didn't look at me, only quietly looking at the water.
Hong Huang looked at Qian Cang with drooped eyelids.
"It's only when you're tired that you need to take a bath to restore your spiritual power." Yu Jiutian seemed to have extended his transformation time today, and he talked a lot.
I smiled and squatted opposite them: "Captain, let's go with me to do a special task."
Qian Cang then raised his face, his wet bangs stuck to his forehead, and water droplets fell slowly, across the bridge of his straight nose, and slowly dripped from the tip of his nose.
Honghuang also looked at me with dead eyes: "You are working too hard..."
I grinned: "No credits."
The three of them were stunned.
I looked at Yu Jiutian and said, "It's just to help. Just tell me whether you want to help or not."
Yu Jiutian's mask suddenly became thick-browed, with a righteous look on his face: "Brother, how can I, the captain, not help!"
"Wow!" He stood up directly from the spiritual pool, and the little yellow duck's swimming trunks were facing my face.
Damn...there should be coding here!
It's my fault that I was squatting and didn't have time to stand up.
I quickly stood up and tried to stay calm while facing his pectoralis major.
He looked at me with thick eyebrows, big eyes and big nostrils: "Tell me, if you have anything, the captain will help you sort it out!" He stretched out his hand, hooked my neck, and wiped all the water on my body, and I became his towel.
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Very good. Looking at the expression on his face, I calmed down.
"Captain." Suddenly, Qian Cang was sitting in the spiritual pool and said coldly, "Please put on your clothes, you made Luo Ling wet."
When Yu Jiutian noticed, he quickly let me go, with a blush on his thick eyebrows, big eyes and big nostrils: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
This expression is really eye-catching, and I will never have any thoughts about Boss Jiutian from now on.
"Also." Qian Cang stood up coldly, picked up the bathrobe and put it on, "I don't like everyone being shirtless in the dormitory. I think it's indecent, and it's not good for my true god to see it. Please
You understand and tolerate.”
After saying that, he also threw a bathrobe on Yu Jiutian's head and left him coldly.
Yu Jiutian took off his bathrobe and put it on, his eyes widened and his nostrils turned upward: "Little Cangcang is not in a good mood today..."
I noticed it too.
In the past, Qian Cang just didn't like to talk, but today he is obviously feeling cold.
Hong Huang lay down lazily and covered his face with a towel: "When will he feel better? Only Luo Ling can make him laugh."
I was stunned, did I?
"Luo Ling, don't forget what happened." Honghuang raised a finger and pointed at me.
He was lying there covered with a white bath towel, as if he were dead.
I immediately stood up straight, lowered my face and said in silence: "Brother Honghuang, have a safe journey..."
When Yu Jiutian saw this, he immediately cooperated.
Our dormitory also reminded me of the music at the memorial service, and the room became a masterpiece.
Yu Jiutian cried and patted me on the shoulder: "Please forgive me... I died in one attack, and there are more attacks waiting for you..."
"Go away..." Hong Huang seemed to use his last strength to spit out this word.
"Pfft!" Yu Jiutian and I burst into laughter and left immediately.
After Yu Jiutian changed his clothes, I sneaked into his room and squatted beside his domineering computer chair: "Boss, help me save someone's life."
There was a question mark on Yu Jiutian's face, but he didn't ask any more questions and started to operate directly: "Tell me, whose it is."
Fortune telling has actually always been a subject of our heavenly beings. It has been around since ancient times. It is: fortune telling.
Then, now Shenji Technology has designed an algorithm that can make fortune-telling faster and easier.
It turns out, as you know, it takes a long time to count with your fingers. Not only is it troublesome, but you also need to be good at math, so it is easy to make mistakes.
But now, with Shenji Technology, just like a computer, the results can be given directly, which is very simple.
Of course, the so-called secret cannot be leaked. What we heavenly beings can calculate is only a general direction. For example, this person died in an accident in the end.
But what day, what time, and what accident happened cannot be accurately estimated. That is something that people at a higher level, the Immortal Realm, can do.
Since the systems in our college were all designed by Yu Jiutian, who else could have designed this algorithm?
It must still be our boss Yu Jiutian.
"Zheng Xiaoya's stepfather." I said directly.
Yu Jiutian's hand paused, but he still quickly checked.
"Crackling." He had already entered Zheng Xiaoya's father's fate into his algorithm.
He turned around and looked at me with the question mark in mind: "What are you trying to push?"
I squinted my eyes and thought deeply for a long time, then said in a deep voice: "Would he be in jail in the near future?"
Yu Jiutian turned back and pressed "Enter".
"Crack!"
A row of data has been formed, and his mask turned into an "!" exclamation mark: "It really does exist!"
I lowered my face and smiled evilly, and that’s it!
I stood up and looked at him: "Let's go to Zheng Xiaoya's house with me."
He looked at me again with an exclamation mark, but still walked with me without saying a word.
Although Yu Jiutian is a middle schooler and a bit rotten, he is really loyal.
But then again, aren’t the hot-blooded young men in the second grade of middle school all very generous and have a strong sense of justice?
We were hanging over Zheng Xiaoya's apartment building. I looked at Yu Jiutian and said, "You will help me live broadcast online later."
He gave me a thumbs up, which was a good thing.
From beginning to end, he never asked me what I wanted to do, but he came to help me without a second thought.