[Network] The counterattack is too far away

It's strange, especially Weibo, I always feel ashamed to play. "

"Then start a trumpet. Brother, don't let me despise your IQ, okay? By the way, I found out that station B has just changed its nickname, and everyone has given you a lot of nicknames, what Qixi, Xi'er , the beauty of the stream..."

"Wait, why are they all so feminine?"

"You're just a little bitch."

"Fart, where do I suffer from?"

When Pingxi got excited, the milk under his armpit fell down. He screamed, and it was too late to catch it. Seeing that the milk was about to hit the ground, he stretched out a hand behind him, and took the milk steadily. Living.

"Ah, thank you, thank you!" Pingxi thanked repeatedly.

"Need not."

The deep and magnetic voice came to his ears again, and Pingxi finally couldn't help but glance at the man, but the man was too tall, so he didn't reach the neckline of the man, and he could only see it from such a close distance. His protruding Adam's apple, um... quite sexy.

"Brother, are you listening?"

"Oh, listening."

"In short, you must stay in front of the computer on Saturday. I will supervise you. That's it, hang up!"

"OK Bye Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Pingxi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, he certainly wouldn't miss hearing Emperor Yao sing again.

After paying the bill and walking out of the supermarket, even his footsteps became brisk, and he couldn't help humming the song he sang with Yao Dada softly.

"Hey, Yao, what are you looking at?"

Seeing that Xu Chongyao had been looking out the door in a daze, Zhang Sheng pushed his shoulder.

"It's nothing." Xu Chongyao paid the bill and walked out of the supermarket with him, "By the way, how is the recruitment of singers going?"

Zhang Sheng sighed: "Hey, although we have recruited a few, the quality is obviously not as good as the old singers before. Their singing voices are the same, without personal characteristics. The old veterans have all worked, and they have less and less time to go to YY. I want to train a few The newcomer, there is nothing particularly amazing, I am so worried." He hugged Xu Chongyao, "Da Yao, you are a legend, our Nanke Yimeng is thanks to your support, promise me, you will not back down!"

Xu Chongyao pushed him away in disgust; "Fuck it, I'm disgusted."

Chapter 2

There was morning class the next day, and Pingxi and Cheng Zhe played games all night. They went to the classroom with dark circles under their eyes. Due to their late arrival, all the seats in the back row were taken up, leaving only the first two. There were empty seats in the row, so they had no choice but to sit in the second row.

"Damn, it's really bad, the second row is not conducive to sleeping." Cheng Zhe muttered.

"It's okay, I'll cover it with a book, so I can't see it."

"Are you a pig, no one is sitting in front of us, you can see it at a glance!"

"This teacher is highly myopic, maybe he can't find it?"

At this time, the teacher on the podium saw that the last row was full of people, so he pushed his glasses in dissatisfaction: "What are you doing after doing that? Come on, all the students in the last row sit in the first row."

As soon as the words came out, the whole class cheered happily, and the students in the last row had to reluctantly move to the first row.

Facing the sudden happiness, Cheng Zhe expressed his happiness, and fell asleep with his arms under his pillow.

Pingxi fell asleep for half a class and couldn't fall asleep. He was bored playing with his mobile phone, thinking of Yulin's advice yesterday, and thought, anyway, he is idle now, so he changed all his social media nicknames.

He re-registered a Weibo, and when he entered his nickname, he found that "Xixixixixixixi" had already been taken. After thinking about it, he changed it to "Xixixixixixixi123". When any nickname was used, a string of meaningless numbers would be added at the end, but I didn't expect that this nickname had already been used.

"What's the matter, is this name so popular?" He bit his finger, and changed to "Seven Streams", which was occupied, "Seven Streams 123", which was occupied, "Seven Streams 321", which was still occupied.

Grandma's, I don't play anymore.

Pingxi threw the phone into the drawer, intending to go back to sleep, when suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, took out the phone again, entered "Xixixixixixixixixixixixixi910" in the nickname column, and clicked to confirm.

Successfully modified!

Pingxi raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, humming, September [-]th is Yaoda's birthday.

Then he quickly changed the nicknames of Singing Bar and YY to this. After changing, he suddenly realized that he looked like an idiot. After changing everything, I finally fell asleep on the table with peace of mind.

When playing games that night, someone from "Nan Keyi Meng" added him to QQ, and he quickly switched to the chat interface. She was a cute girl, and the two chatted for a long time. The person in charge said that she was his passer-by fan. Majestic and dignified cycled for a long time and couldn't get out. Pingxi didn't know what to answer at this time, so he could only embarrassingly post doge emoticons.As a result, the other party said, "Da Qixi, you are so cute, you can't help but want to flirt with you~"

The corners of Pingxi's mouth twitched in front of the screen - he was described as cute, as a man, he couldn't be happier...

After finally discussing the specific time of Saturday and the songs to sing, the other party said "Hui Hui" and planned to go offline. Pingxi suddenly stopped her and asked, "Well... on Saturday night, Emperor Yao will also come, right?" Bar?"

"Yes, yes, is Beauty Xi also a fan of Emperor Yao?"

Being exposed in such a naked way, Pingxi instantly felt very embarrassed: "Ah, no, that is, I have heard him sing before, and I don't know anyone in Nanke, so I just know him, so just ask, don't you Think about it."

"Okay~" Mengmei sent a meaningful expression and went offline.

But Pingxi just wanted to chop off his fingers—calling you cheap, calling you cheap... Ahhh, it always feels like a weak explanation, the other party obviously doesn't believe it!

Depressed, Pingxi switched back to the game page, turned grief and anger into strength, and knocked down the boss with two big moves. Cheng Zhe next to him took off his earphones, looked at him, and silently extended his thumb.

At this time, the class group popped up a dialog box——

Squad Leader: @All Members Remember to borrow books for tomorrow's online communication study. Mrs. Wu said that five points will be deducted from the final grade of those who do not have books.

Mrs. Wu is a teacher of network communication, because she looks so much like Mrs. Emei in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji", so people in the class gave her this nickname. She is not satisfied with the textbooks issued by the school, and desperately wants everyone to buy another one. A textbook has been required for several sessions, so everyone borrows books directly from the senior sister.

But Pingxi completely forgot about it. Deducting five points from the final grade is not a joke. Maybe if you deduct five points, you will fail the course.

"Hey, Ah Zhe, have you borrowed the book?"

"No, I forgot about this."

"Do you know any senior sisters? Senior sisters should be easier to talk to."

"Wait, I'll look through the address book." Cheng Zhe took out his mobile phone and looked through it for a long time, then said helplessly, "I don't have any, but there is a senior's contact information."

"The senior will definitely not lend it to us. If he wants to borrow it, he will first lend it to the cute elementary school girl."

"Anyway, I'll try calling." Cheng Zhe took the phone and went to the balcony. About a minute later, he walked in quickly, grabbed his coat and said, "Hurry up, hurry up."

"Where are you going?"

"Building 36! The senior said that many people want to borrow, first come, first served!"

Ping Xi quickly jumped up from the stool, and followed Cheng Zhe to the 36 dormitory buildings.

On the other side, Xu Chongyao was doing post-processing for a friend's song, when he suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and looked back to see Zhang Sheng was rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find something.

"What are you doing?"

"Look for a book on news broadcasting, which we learned last semester."

"What are you doing with this book?"

"Oh, a junior asked me to borrow it just now. By the way, your book is still there. My junior said he needed two copies, so I'll lend them yours too."

Xu Chongyao put down his earphones, got up and went to his bookcase, opened the cabinet, there were three neat rows of books, and each row was pasted with sticky notes. It only took him three seconds to find the book on Internet Communication , then turned around, and cast a sympathetic look at the stunned Zhang Sheng.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door of the dormitory. Zhang Sheng opened the door, and saw two panting and sweating boys standing at the door.

"Yo, here you are."

Cheng Zhe pulled Pingxi in, said "excuse me" and looked around vigilantly, and finally said in doubt: "Hey, senior, are we the only two here? Didn't you say that there are many people grabbing books, first Is it first served?"

Zhang Sheng laughed out loud after hearing this, and stopped laughing for a long time: "I'm just kidding you."

"..." Cheng Zhe and Pingxi said in his heart at the same time: "Damn!"

"Here, take it, I finally found it."

Cheng Zhe took it with both hands: "Thank you, senior!"

"And yours, I'll ask my roommate to bring it out for you." Zhang Sheng said to Pingxi.

"Ah, ok, thanks!"

Zhang Sheng turned his head and shouted into the room: "Hey, Ah Yao, the lovely students are here, bring the books here!"

After a while, there was the rustling of slippers, and then a tall, slender figure appeared at the door of the room.

Pingxi felt that she was instantly shrouded in his shadow, and couldn't help feeling inexplicably flustered.

When he raised his head, he saw Xu Chongyao's indifferent face. His lips were extremely thin, like sharp blades, but the shape of his lips was beautiful, especially like the lips of those European male models on the cover of magazines.

Seemingly noticing that Pingxi had been staring at him, Xu Chongyao tapped his