[Full-time master] [Yu Chun] Be nice to the president

Going upstairs and returning to the dormitory, Yu Wenzhou took down an account card and stuffed it into Liang Yichun's hand: "I took Dahai's number, and I used half of his meal card. When I think about it, I feel that you are at a loss. Why don't you just use it?" I'll give you a number today too, otherwise you'll always be unreliable."

Why is this shit happening again!He was about to reiterate that he didn't mind at all, but after thinking about it, he silently accepted the card.Just accept it and it's over, there's no need to spend more time talking.

"Huh?" The light was dim, but enough for him to see something, "Isn't it your sheep herder?" He thought Yu Wenzhou would give him the summoner he used in the training camp, and a piece of lamb was pasted on the card for the cycle of sheep herding. Sean’s sticker—Yu Wenzhou said it was forcibly “beautified” by relatives’ brats—this one is smooth on both sides, not to mention that it is the first version of the card, while the “sheep herder” is the second version.

"Well, this one looks better."

"Then...thanks." Wouldn't it look better without stickers?In fact, he also liked Xiao En, but it's not good to pick and choose his card for nothing.

...So where is such a good-looking account card suitable?There is no pocket in the jacket, and in the trouser pocket is a mobile phone and a wallet full of keys and card slots. It would be disrespectful to put "good-looking" with anyone. There is also a small empty pocket on the back of the trousers. There are no buttons or zippers, so everything will slip out.

As a result, "Looking Good" was held in his hand all the way.

Yu Wenzhou did what he said, and he said he would send Liang Yichun to the gate, and he would deliver it until the gate, and he did not let his imaginary sand sculpture plot of "you send me, I will send you, and no one enters the door after a long time of tossing" come true.During the delivery, the two didn't talk much.Feeling refreshed for a while, Liang Yichun felt a wave of embarrassment when he calmed down a little bit. It wasn't that he regretted emptying out the thoughts that had been accumulated for several years, but it just needed some time to calm down.Yu Wenzhou behaved more naturally than him, just as they both passed the test with the score of scratching the line back then, and their training performance was more stable than him, but it is always difficult to guess what this person is thinking. People are quiet.

"Go back and have a good rest." Standing at the door, Yu Wenzhou finally ordered, "If you are still worried about the hospital, I will take time to accompany you when Hanwen's affairs are settled. The child's family is in trouble, and our manager will also follow up with him." As I said, we will discuss it later and see if we can help. In case, in case you really want to leave... If you have any difficulties, please let me know."

He took out his typing style and replied: "Okay."

After driving the "Eleven Road" back to the rental house, Liang Yichun opened the door and heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. I don't know which co-tenant is taking a shower. Anyway, I can't wash it for a while, so I simply turn on the computer first to see the true face of "good-looking" .

The account card was damp, and before inserting it into the card reader, he wiped it with a tissue.

As the character image came into view, he began to reflect on why he didn't use disinfectant wipes.

"Good looking" is an Assassin, the ID is empty, the equipment is average, and the bright spots are all on the face.

It was a face generated from a photo of a real person, so young that he could even be called a child. He had never seen this face before, but he was confident that he would not mistake it for what it looked like when it grew.

That was Yu Wenzhou who had not met him yet.

Glory professional players are public figures, and there are many thoughtful fans who use the public photos of their idols to pinch their faces. They have the dignity of the famous gods, and Ye Qiu, who never shows his face, will almost become an unofficial system face.This kind of old photos of minors still has a certain clarity requirement for face pinching, but not everyone can get it.

Facing the Yu Wenzhou child, who was probably the only one in the Glory Continent, Liang Yichun felt his old face was going to burn, and he had to take a cold shower, and suddenly remembered that he had blood drawn in the morning, and the blood on his arm It is best not to touch the eye of the needle with water, so I planned to wash my face with cold water instead.

It took a lot of effort to suppress the urge to pull out the card and wipe it again, and he continued to check other information about the little assassin.This item is at full level, but it’s still in the first district. It’s not that I’ve entered the God’s Domain and then turned back. It’s that more than half of the challenge missions are still unfinished; the guild has not joined, and my friends are pitiful; There are any quack legends about this ID.

He wanted to ask a bunch of questions, and wanted to ask them right away, because he didn't believe that Yu Wenzhou could sleep now.After vacillating for a minute between making a phone call or a voice call, Liang Yichun chose to make a call.They once wasted a phone call, the call time was so long that the caller owed the bill, and they didn't say anything that should be said.

One ring and the phone is picked up.

"Didn't sleep?"

Hearing just a few words, his face became even hotter, and he asked without thinking: "The photo...is the glory server opened?"

"I changed it recently. It used to be a system face. This is my first account. At that time, the photo pinching function hadn't been available. Just a few days ago, Lao Qian tricked Shaotian into playing swordsman and wanted to use his own face. I was also afraid that the effect would not be good, so I went out to pick up a takeaway in the middle of getting a takeaway for this number, so they tried it." Hearing this, he seemed to be able to see the other party's helpless expression, "Old Qian's hard drive , that is the black hole that has stored my countless black histories, this picture seems to be taken on the day of the elementary school graduation ceremony."

"Then... why not use it?"

The answer sounded like nonsense, but vaguely serious: "I can't improve my hand speed, I regret it at the beginning. I chose the wrong name, and the word 'disabled' came first, no wonder it is destined to be handicapped."

……

"I lied to you because I fell in love with Elf." Yu Wenzhou paused, then continued, "It has nothing to do with the name. I don't regret it."

Now it was Liang Yichun's turn to show a helpless expression: "What else is lying to me? Couldn't the photo thing be lying to me too?"

"Yes, Dachun is really smart."

I don't want to be praised so much by you! ! !

"The finals... you know, it's so embarrassing. Lao Qian advised us to take advantage of this opportunity to do something that we particularly want to do. The success rate is high, because we have had such bad luck before, and our character will be conserved." Yes. I picked the photos myself and uploaded them to change my face. I just wanted to give it to you."

"...Isn't it okay to post photos directly? I don't know how to play assassins, and I haven't done the challenge mission..." He complained bluffly, but the more he said, the softer he was.

"I was called back before I could finish it. I didn't plan to give it today, but the atmosphere is good..."

The atmosphere at that time, Liang Yichun was afraid that he would feel like digging into the ground when he recalled it, so he hurriedly interrupted: "I will also pick out photos and send them to you another day."

Yu Wenzhou replied briskly, as if expecting something good, "Well, I'll wait."

"...That, is there any more?" He closed his eyes, "You lied to me, lied to me, and kept it from me. I can't guess... I never guess, which of your sentences is true and which is false Yes, how many meanings are there in a sentence..." For some reason, he worried that once he heard some terrible facts, some kind of concrete and terrifying monster would appear in front of him.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, not too soon or too late.

Then he heard the light.It was the warm yellow light that wrapped him in tranquility when he woke up in the cubicle on the day of moving and turned on the desk lamp.

"I have eleven thousand meanings," Yu Wenzhou said in the twilight, "None of them are bad for you."

Tears fell uncontrollably, he spoke, unexpectedly, the words were still steady, clear and gentle:

"Me too."