my cutie

——Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha, it's really heartbreaking

——Farewell, River God, no matter what, you have to save face for Teacher Song, Teacher Song!He lied to you, the next flight is obviously 10 minutes later, don't worry, fight hard, believe in yourself, you can catch up!

—Comrade Chen Duxiu upstairs, please sit down!Let Comrade Li Dazhao behind also make a statement!

——I, Li Dazhao, have nothing to say, I’m going to buy oranges right now, just wait

Song Yi snorted, "Ahe, you look down on me, I will show you my strength today, how strong I am!"

Then jumped to the point marked by the game teammate.

Song Yi will ignore Xiao He now, and start communicating with his teammates after turning on the game voice.

"Brother No. 2, can you hear me?"

After No. 2 said he could hear it, Song Yi turned on the Gatling mode again.

"Big brother, how long have you been playing, big brother? Big brother, are you good at this game, big brother? Big brother, there are people here, and there are more than one team! Big brother, how about we run away, big brother! Why don't you talk, big brother?"

——Hahahahahaha, I’m afraid you scared big brother No. 2

——Teacher Song's appearance reminds me of a recent stalk

——Hahahahahahaha, I also thought of it, is it the cicada called that!

--Are you there?brother?Hello, brother, what are you doing?Why doesn't brother speak?Is big brother here?Brother, shall we run away?How about you, brother?Are you there?Brother, why don't you take care of me?brother?

——Hahahahahaha, you guys are really good, friends upstairs, be careful Mr. Song’s warning!

Song Yi saw that the elder brother ignored him, and hummed in a low voice, "I don't care about me."

Then he landed alone and ran into the house to frantically search for things. After searching, he seemed to hear other voices.

"Is Ah He footsteps?" Song Yi asked Xiao He.

Xiao He listened for a while, "No, the sound of you searching for things yourself."

Song Yi half-believing and half-doubting turned his head to look at Xiao He on the screen, "Really? Didn't you lie to me?"

Xiao He leaned on the gaming chair and looked at him with half-closed eyes, "Quickly search this area and go, the poison is coming."

Song Yi started searching again, "It's strange, there were obviously two teams just now, why did they disappear?"

"It's normal to see someone leave without wanting to fight. You can't predict the enemy's psychology when you haven't touched it, just like your enemy doesn't know that you will be here." Xiao He said and pressed the button. Press your right hand.

Song Yi saw the movement and asked him, "Does your hand hurt again? Have you applied the medicine?"

Xiao He said: "It's okay, the medicine has been wiped off, the tape is a bit tight, your teammate is here to pick you up."

In the game, Song Yi's No. 2 eldest brother teammate drove downstairs from his house and honked his horn twice, "Brother, let's go."

Song Yi jumped down from the window in a hurry, "Here we come, brother, don't honk your horn, or our location will be exposed, what should we do if someone comes?"

Brother No. 2: "Why are you so timid? If someone comes and kills you, won't it be over? What are you picking up the gun for? Isn't it just to kill people? Let's go."

Brother No. 2 said the longest sentence he said to Song Yi tonight, successfully exposing his accent.

At this time, Song Yi also began to communicate with him in Northeastern dialect.

"Emma, ​​Brother No. 2, you are also from the Northeast, where are you from the Northeast? Maybe we are still in the same place!"

When Brother No. 2 heard it, Song Yi changed the Northeast dialect, which sounded a bit friendly, thinking that he was a fellow, and began to talk more, "Brother, I am in Harbin now."

Song Yi said solemnly, "Brother, I am also here. I am studying in Harbin."

Brother No. 2: "I happen to be near the university town, which university do you belong to?"

Song Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard that, this old brother couldn't be so coincidental, "I can't tell you, big brother, our school has signed a non-disclosure agreement."

Brother No. 2 obviously didn't believe it, "What the hell? You still have a non-disclosure agreement? Are you studying or working as an agent, brother, don't lie to me."

Song Yi raised his eyebrows, "Brother really, our school is a secret academy organized by the state, and the students in it are all chosen by the heavens. We were sent in since we were very young. It's closed, we can only go out once a month."

——? ? ? ? ? ? ?Am I in the wrong place?Are you talking about Digimon?

——Hahahahahahahaha, Mr. Song is really awesome, do you have supernatural powers?

——God damn the Chosen Son, Mr. Song made up impromptu stories online

——Welcome to Mr. Song's Secondary Two Classroom!

Brother No. 2 obviously didn't believe it, "Little brother, are you fucking kidding me? If I'm still the Chosen One, then I can still be the Tathagata Buddha, don't talk to me about things that don't exist, besides, your fully closed Does the school still let you play games?"

Song Yidao: "Brother, it's the information age now, why are your thoughts still so rustic? Has the village just connected to the Internet?"

Song Yi continued to talk nonsense with him, flicking the No. 2 brother around, chatting all the way into the circle.

The two chose another location, and seeing that the door hadn't been opened, they were going to search for it.

Brother No. 2 felt a little tired chatting with him, so he changed the topic to the game, "Little brother, if you pick up the gun in a while, will you give me compensation?"

Song Yi readily agreed, "Big brother, don't worry, big brother, there is nothing my Chosen One can't pick up. See if there is a muzzle compensator in this house!"

Brother No. 2, "Don't leave it here to compare with me, search it quickly, the vicious circle will come again soon."

Song Yi pushed open the door of the house, searched him up and down, and found a muzzle compensator.

"Hey, big brother, let me just say it, I am the chosen one, there is nothing I can't pick up, here comes the muzzle compensator and threw it on the ground, get in the car, the vicious circle is coming."

After Song Yi jumped out of the window, he threw his things on the ground, got in the car that just drove over, took some medicine, and after filling up his condition, he began to urge brother No. 2 to get in the car.

Brother No. 2 was very agile, picked up the things and got into the car immediately, "It's ok, little brother, wait a minute, I'll make some medicine."

After Brother No. 2 finished taking the medicine, Song Yi started the pickup.

Seeing him getting into the car, Xiao He knew that he would not live long, "The next plane is coming soon."

As soon as Song Yi heard this, he turned his head and looked at Xiao He, "You don't believe me? I'm a veteran driver with a five-year driver's license, I will..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted mercilessly by Xiao He, "You have already told me this before, and it is not convincing to me at all."

——Hahahahahahaha, Mr. Song got the car, brother No. 2 may not know that the countdown to death is now

——My River God is still merciless, constantly reminding Mr. Song to catch the next flight

——Mr. Song who got the car is the most coquettish. Although it was a motorcycle before and this time it is a pickup, I still want to see if Mr. Song’s four-wheeler technology is as suffocating as a motorcycle

Song Yi wanted to take care of the game screen, so he glanced arrogantly at Xiao He and snorted, then turned his attention to the game again.

At this moment, he was driving on a mountain road, and the terrain was a bit complicated, so he drove very bumpy.

"Little brother, can you do it? I'm a little dizzy at your speed."

Brother No. 2 just finished speaking, and Song Yi drove the pickup truck to show everyone a Thomas 360-degree body spin and gyration, landing without any danger.

He is very satisfied with this difficult operation, "How about it, brother, I have good driving skills. To tell you the truth, I am a veteran driver with a five-year driver's license. What kind of car have I never driven? What kind of road have I never traveled ? This small Jedi Continent can hardly accommodate my chosen son? Let me tell you, it’s not very capable.”

Brother No. 2 first catered to him superficially, and then tried to make him drive the car slower, or let himself do the driving.

However, Song Yi not only did not drive slowly, but also drove the car to the bombing area.

I was so surprised that the tone of brother No. 2 raised a lot, "Fuck, little brother, what's the matter with you? Why are you driving to the bombing area? Isn't it the same as we walk? You young people can Can't you be more steady?"

At this moment, Song Yi really wanted to prove to Xiao He that his driving skills were really good, and it was like entering and exiting no-man's land in such a bombed area.

He comforted brother No. 2, "Don't be afraid! Brother! You trust me! As the saying goes, wealth is found in danger! How could we be stopped by this small bombing zone? Don't forget that I am the chosen one! We It is impossible for Bobi to be killed by the bomb! If I am killed by the bomb, I will be..."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, a cannon fire fell from the sky on the pickup truck, and it exploded in an instant. The brightly colored picture just now became dim in an instant. At this moment, the game shows that they were killed by the explosion. news.

Song Yi quickly muted the sound of the game. Compared with the noise of the bombed area just now, the world at this moment is as quiet as a silent movie.

Crazy hahahahaha flashed across the barrage.

——Hahahahahahahaha, the Chosen One has become the Scourge

——Is it okay to hit the face at the speed of light?Hahahahahahahaha, Mr. Song wanted to be silent when he saw it, and cried

——Hahahahahahaha, I suddenly want to know the expression of the river god

——Teacher Song, stop talking about the Chosen Son, and say that you are the younger brother of the Chosen Son, the Son of the Scourge

——I was laughing like crazy, the operation of the last wave second mute is not bad, a batch of spiritual hemp

——I don’t know what kind of mood the No. 2 brother is in, so I’ll be respectful first, hahahahahaha

When Xiao He saw this moment on the screen, he smiled unconsciously. Facing Song Yi's 1-minute obsession, he still comforted him, "It's okay, this death is very entertaining. , I think it's okay."

Song Yi heard the sound of a lighter, and then heard him exhale.

He held the cigarette in one hand and supported his head with the hand holding the cigarette, looking at Xiao He on the screen.

"Ahe, you are really a ghost."