There is a noise source next door

Knowing that there is no one on the other side, I chose to play the sound quite freely.At first I concentrated on watching the video with empty hands, but later I felt uncomfortable with idle hands, so I took the tablet and watched Ke Mengyan's screams while groping for fish without thinking.

The result of being too careless on Moyu is that when the P video ends and the next P is automatically played, I look back at my screen and find a lot of wildly drawn panic screams or scurrying around. villain.

Probably because after hearing the scream from the heart from the pubic region, Ke Mengyan's expression at that time was too clear and vivid in my mind, so my subordinates unconsciously wanted to draw it for a Q-version exercise.

The drawing is simple, not to mention that you can recognize Ke Mengyan's appearance at a glance, but if you look at it under the premise of knowing that this is Ke Mengyan, you can still find a few similarities.

After discovering that I subconsciously drew all these, I intentionally drew more of Ke Mengyan’s expressions and movements in my imagination when I watched the live action. , I can't tell so much about painting.

After watching the entire game, it was already dark.I looked at the Q version of the villain on my screen, hesitated for a while, and saved the picture, simply added a sentence "" and posted it on my Weibo, which was about to grow grass.Don't expect anyone to see it, at least treat it as a life record.

Lunch must have been digested a long time ago. I didn’t have anything to eat in my stomach. I took the bread I bought at noon, and opened the PS while eating it in my mouth.

Although I said before that I have taken on a few jobs, in fact, most of them are in the later stage, and after a few more days, they will be able to do nothing, so the jobs that should be done now are still to be done, and they should be done sooner. Let's start surfing.

I watched the video for a long time in the afternoon, so I didn’t continue to watch it now. I just turned on the player while I was doing my work, humming songs along with the tune.There was no one next door, and I dared to hum and chirp a little too much for the high notes I couldn't sing.

P Picture P First, I was full of food and drink, and then my back hurt. Seeing that it was not early, I took a shower and lay down comfortably under the covers.I don’t go to bed so early, but sitting on a chair and playing with my mobile phone or lying on the bed, of course I choose the latter.

After unlocking the screen, I saw a number in the upper right corner of the Weibo icon, clicked on the message notification and slid to the bottom. They were all comments on the new Weibo that I posted before, and some of them said they were cute.Thinking about my graffiti, which is not even fish-catching, I couldn't help but thank my friends who followed me for their support.

Swipe up, and the comments are similar, but no one guessed what I drew.The comment on the top ten minutes ago was not the same as other people's paintings. I looked at the string of question marks, and then looked at the avatar and nickname of the person who left the message—well, the owner still found that the painting was himself .

I gave Ke Mengyan a string of exclamation points that were comparable, and I clicked on the homepage to read it.

The profile picture he saw just now appeared again, and Ke Mengyan posted a Weibo.

"The special attention on Weibo is too useless =="

I don’t have a special level now, and the only one I paid special attention to before was Li Hu, who basically doesn’t post on Weibo, so I don’t know if the special level reminders are reliable, but I’ve seen other people complain about special levels before. Weibo, which does not remind from time to time, seems to be unreliable.

I glanced at Ke Mengyan's Weibo, moved my finger, and quickly slid over.

However, within a minute after his avatar disappeared from my screen, he regained his sense of presence again.He replied with a string of exclamation points.

"Which live show are you watching?"

It seemed he was pretty sure I was drawing him.

I gave him my name back, and Ke Mengyan replied: "The image of the senior - 1 [Doraemon Smile]"

I quickly responded with a few laughing emojis, and after thinking about it, I added: "Additional points, extra points".

In fact, according to Ke Mengyan's standards, almost all of his videos have degraded his image... After all, his live broadcasts are almost all horror games, and the most important thing is the screams that ruin his image.But I don't think being easily frightened is a shortcoming, at least it's quite interesting for Ke Mengyan.

Ke Mengyan's reply came again: "Please remember the clip of my show operation, forget the clip of me screaming =)"

There are really too many parts to forget... I replied "good, good", and Ke Mengyan didn't reply to me after that.

Probably because there were no particularly interesting Weibo posts, I felt a little sleepy after a while, I inserted my phone under the pillow, and fell asleep without turning over and over.

I went to bed much earlier than usual the night before, and I woke up naturally at six o'clock the next day.

It is so difficult to be woken up by the alarm clock at school, and it is a failure to sleep in during the holidays?

After washing up, I went out and bought a pancake. This time I took it all the way home with my pocket and ate it—I didn’t want to experience the wind and hiccups again—and when I got home, I sat down on the sofa with one hand. While eating pancakes, one hand started fiddling with the phone.

I thought that the microblog I posted yesterday should have passed after a little splash, but I didn't expect that when I woke up in the morning, there were a few more reposts and comments, and I even gained a few followers sporadically.I clicked in and took a look. It must be because of Ke Mengyan that I came here.

Yesterday, Ke Mengyan only commented on a few posts and didn't repost them. The sense of smell of these fans is too sensitive...

By the way, it seems that Weibo has been revised recently, and occasionally I can see comments from people I follow-I don’t know what the purpose of this function is, anyway, I am not interested at all.

Because I don’t have many followers, and I don’t increase quickly, so I manually remove zombie followers. If I have new followers, I will check the other party’s homepage. This time, I happened to see such a microblog on a certain girl’s homepage. .

"I'm just a fan of a game anchor, so it's good to watch the live broadcast with peace of mind. Why did Zha Lang recommend his comments to me (covering my face (but I watched it very interestingly)

Is it the conversation between Ke Mengyan and me?I kind of want to laugh.

In the morning, I was very refreshed, and I started to look for materials for the homework assigned by the Propaganda Department. This process was annoying and interesting to me, and it was full of useless work. There are not many materials that can be really used.

But I still enjoy this hoarding process, just like playing a business simulation game.

While looking for materials, while grasping inspiration, after I have accumulated a few rough drafts for each poster, I think it is almost time to come to an end.I moved my eyes to the lower right corner of the screen, and it was already afternoon. At this time, I became hungry belatedly.

Because my stomach was in a hurry, I found a small restaurant nearby and asked for fried rice, so I gobbled it up.

Before I could get up, the phone rang, and I saw the big characters "Sister Cong" on the screen, a little inexplicable-it's a holiday, what can Sister Cong do for me?I answered the phone with doubts, and Cong Ying's clear voice rang on the other side of the phone.

"Zhuolin! Are you still in school?"

"It's sort of..." It's just that I didn't live in the dormitory and didn't go to the cafeteria, so I had to walk a little longer.

"Then are you busy now? If you are not busy, come to the school and do a favor to the senior sister. I will treat you to dinner tonight~"

"Okay, I'm not busy at all!" Anyway, I'm busy on vacation, so of course I can help if I can, but I decided to say something more to show my dedication, "The only thing I'm busy with right now is making posters, Cong Sister, I have already done a lot of tasks assigned by you."

Unexpectedly, Sister Cong would not accept my tricks at all, and replied quite calmly: "Since you are so active, why don't I give you more tasks."

"Don't don't don't miss Cong, I was wrong," I immediately begged for mercy, "I'll go over now? Where can I find you?"

"Come to the lecture hall on the second floor of the college building... Oh, it's the college building of the art college, don't go wrong."

"That's right, it's the newest and best-looking college building." The art college building has just been renovated two years ago, and it's clean and beautiful from the inside to the outside, "Sister Cong, what's going on this afternoon? Isn't it already on vacation?"

"The graduate student hasn't left yet, there is a party, so the venue is being arranged now."

"Oh, then I'll be right there."

It is said that setting up the venue is really all manual labor.The freshman holiday was early, and the number of laborers was obviously not enough. As one of the few boys in the venue, I was naturally duty bound to run up and down.

After the party started, people couldn’t leave the backstage. Sister Cong patted me on the shoulder and asked me to stay until the end and then go to the dinner together. I was looking forward to helping the backstage. After the party, I cleaned up the venue with a flat stomach. Then our group of star-studded and moon-dressed people giggled and got into a hot pot restaurant not far from the school that can operate until midnight.

Except for me and Sister Cong, the remaining five people are all members of the Student Union of the Academy of Art, one senior and one senior sister, and the other three are male laborers at the same level as me.Although I didn't know them before, we have developed some simple friendships during the physical labor process, and now no one is vague when it comes to ordering meat.

The seniors and sisters said they wanted to treat guests, so they handed over the ordering work to us freshmen. They only added some green vegetables at the end, and asked us if there was any non-spicy food. After getting a negative answer, they simply put The bottom of the mandarin duck pot was replaced by the bottom of the red soup pot.

I was dumbfounded, Sister Cong and the others are really heroic, but this table seems to be all southerners except me, and everyone is a little expert who is not hot or happy.

The hot pot meal was full of excitement and fun, especially after the other people at the table knew that I would change majors and become their alumni next semester, the topic never stopped at all.I don't know where they come from so many words, they can't stop talking about their own college.

There is a big brother named Wang Shuming on the table, who is studying the major I want to change. After hearing me say that I want to change my major, my whole face is written "You are on a thief ship", patting me on the shoulder, kind of Taking me as a future suffering brother, he ate and talked about it later, he was about to hug me and cry.

...Brother, I'm afraid you are drinking soy milk and drinking too much.

The dining atmosphere was good, and after a few discussions with the seniors and sisters, they made the decision to move to KTV.

I'm not very good at singing, but there are quite a few Maiba in this group. After I sang a song, I went to the corner of the sofa and was in charge of applause and applause.After a while, the big brother who drank too much soy milk also retreated to the second line. I looked at the beer bottles on the table and thought he was really drunk this time.

Wang Shuming pulled me and yelled at me about the teacher he chose for each course in the first semester of his freshman year. The reason for urine escape is to run out first for the time being.

It's already late at night, and I usually stay up all night in front of the computer, but now I'm facing the big screen in the private room and the fancy lights, which makes me feel a little sleepy.

I washed my face in the bathroom and went back to the private room. I sang a total of three songs until the end, and then happily parted ways with everyone facing the sun that hadn’t risen yet.A few new friends who knew that I was renting a house outside expressed a certain degree of envy—it was still ten minutes before the dormitory opened, and they still had to stand at the door and wait.

I said that it would take time to walk to the rented room, so they reluctantly said goodbye to me—I suspect they were all a little dizzy from drinking, it was just one afternoon and one night, how do I feel that they and I have already had some profound revolution It's friendship.Wang Shuming, who left a deep impression on me that night, took my hand, and it felt like he was pulling me to the bed in his dormitory to have a long talk with him, from poetry to philosophy of life.

I broke his hand and said to his classmates: "Take care of him, and tie him to his dormitory bed when necessary."

The author has something to say: I... I didn't cheat... I didn't cheat...

And after that, it will be updated_(:з」∠)_