After raising a cat, he reached the pinnacle of life

The king was poor at his words, his hair was blown out of anger, but he couldn't think of more words to refute, and Cheng Mei blocked him when he said a sentence, and choked enough.

Cheng Mei glanced at him triumphantly, and slipped away before being beaten, leaving the king standing there stunned and angry.

Wen Zheng walked into the auditorium boredly and sat in the first row behind a reporter waving a microphone.

Through the reporter's arms, he saw from a distance what the king and the pink-haired loli were talking about together, the king looked like he was being provoked, and wanted to laugh a little.

What is the relationship between Dawang and Dahei?Do sperm animals really exist?

Two days ago, he passed by the park after get off work and saw a tree that looked a bit like a jacaranda. He hesitated for a long time and stood in front of it, saying hello to the tree. Two minutes later, the only thing waiting was the rustling sound of the wind blowing, and the loving greetings from the old man jogging backwards.

"Young man, the pressure is too great to go to the hospital... I also heard that we have a mental health class in Rongcheng, which is free..."

Wen Zheng pretended to be calm and said that he was rehearsing, and went home stiff.

He has countless ways to directly verify his conjecture, such as locking Dahei in a cage and going online to see if it can exist at the same time as Dawang, or putting away the holographic glasses next to the pillow and putting them out of Dahei's reach. place.

But if the king is really no longer online, he can't ask the other party for confirmation, and if Dahei knows his suspicion, he can run away from home and never come back.

Big Hei's claws are so powerful that it is impossible for his own small house to trap it, and since then, there has been no intersection between the ends of the earth and the corners of the world.

Whether it is Dawang or Dahei, they may never see each other again.

With this in mind, Wen Zheng didn't continue to test, and got along with him pretending that nothing happened.But once the conjecture was planted in his mind, it became interesting to watch the king's various actions.

Lack of common sense, likes to click and shoot randomly, is interested in moving things, likes to drill into cabinets and boxes.Also, hostile to humans.

pretty close.

Judging by its performance, it has already recognized me in the game. As for the feeling, at least it is not annoying, right?

Wen Zheng thought for a while, watched the countdown enter 3 minutes, stood up slowly, bypassed the frozen crowd, and gathered towards the center.

With a big sword on her back, Cheng Mei came back early, tore apart the notebooks recording numbers, spread them out on the lawn one by one, and knelt down to read them.

"Did you see anything?" Wen Zheng bent down and asked.

"Yeah." Chengmei was focusing on the series of numbers, pulled out the cap of a marker pen, and wrote down the numbers line by line: "There are two digits before and after the colon on the scoreboard. I found a clue to say They are equal, that is to say, the subsequent numbers are the same as the previous ones, and they are all counted as two digits."

As she spoke, black handwriting thicker than a fountain pen filled the white paper, and every two digits were separated by commas.

29, 13, 24, 09, 07, 14...

Wen Zheng looked at it with a serious expression.

He had read the copies of the materials in advance, and knew that the final answer had nothing to do with the string left by his parents.When I first saw this arrangement of numbers, I still felt palpitations.

Cheng Mei is not like an ordinary player. She looks impetuous at first glance, but in reality she is sophisticated, with a calmness that is very different from her appearance.

Seeing her transcribing the numbers, Wen Zheng couldn't help but ask: "What kind of password is this kind of password usually?"

"Huh?" Cheng Mei gave him a peripheral vision and said, "There are many kinds of rules, such as addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, equations, graph codes... I didn't finish searching just now. There should be other clues to the direction of Shan Yu."

"No, I mean," Wen Zheng thought for a while: "A string of two-digit numbers, what kind of ciphertext is usually a traditional cipher?"

Cheng Mei wrote down the last number, jumped up and asked him with a smile: "What's the matter? Z is big, is there any trouble and confusion? I'm not a puzzle designer, but traditional passwords are rarely used now? All letters in plaintext In theory, replacement passwords can be replaced by numbers, such as scroll passwords, dictionary passwords... Ah, the rain is coming."

Her attention was quickly diverted, and she saw Shan Yu running over with a happy expression on her face: "I found the pattern, it's addition! Just add the numbers! It symbolizes higher, faster and stronger!"

"Really, I guess so, come and see that I have sorted it out, the colon and the decimal point are divided into two equal groups to symbolize fairness..."

The countdown entered 1 minute, and a huge broadcast sound suddenly resounded through the audience.

"Athletes are invited to enter—"

Immediately, time flowed, and all the suspended human beings in the field started to move, and a vivid track and field competition field suddenly appeared.

An assistant referee saw them, whistled at them, and shouted: "Hey! What are you doing standing there!? The field is cleared!"

"Oh!" Cheng Mei jumped up: "Hurry up, it's too late, don't look at me, I'm so bad at math."

The king just didn't know where he was, but was suddenly chased by an npc and ran out along the runway, and said to everyone, "Someone is chasing me!"

In less than ten seconds, more and more people looked at them and surrounded them.

Although these npcs are not as dangerous as irrational zombies, they can't stand too much. Surrounded by strange sights and words, people can't help but feel nervous.

"Who are these..." "How did you come in?" "Did you go to call for someone?" "Hey over there, hurry up!" "Is the security here? The game is about to start..."

The king rushed into the encirclement, Cheng Mei and Wen Zheng stood up slowly.

Around the golden barrier area, it became the last pure land for several people.Shan Yu supported the hope of the three of them, and squatted down facing the paper full of Chengmei characters.

Wen Zheng said with a cold face: "Quickly, these people are coming, we will help you block them."

The king moved his wrist, and Cheng Mei slowly pulled out the big sword from behind, and placed it in front of her body.

"Come on, we believe in you!"

Barrage:

-What a touching scene...and yet...

- But the answer is bound to be wrong, right?

-25 two-digit additions.

-………I get it, shit, I’m crazy

-Calculated 1041, I just copied it down when Lori was copying the numbers, and pressed the calculator

- actually? Z has changed a lot of numbers.

- 6 becomes 9 plus three in ones digit, 6 plus thirty in tens digit 9, so the real answer is...

-999

- nine nine nine

-I have a bad feeling.

-I also…………

-Although I hate him, I didn't expect him to...

airport.

Rick raised his hands and projected them in the air.

Miss security check: "Sir, please go through the security check for electronic products."

Rick: "Wait a minute, you wait a moment."

The security check lady: "Sir...or can you stand aside first?"

Rick: "No! I'm already in line!"

Miss security check: "Sir, either put down your phone, or take it and roll away. I'll give you ten seconds, please."

Rick: "..."

Miss security check: "First,"

Rick: "He figured it out! He's going to fill it in! Ahhh!"

A certain dormitory of Rongcheng University.

The boy drank porridge, posted on Weibo, and was pulled into a small group.The group is full of people like him who have been deceived by Shan Yu.At a glance, there are more than 30 members in the group.

They didn't all plan to spend a night with Shan Yu at first, such as boys, he just went to see the real person and talk to him.His worship does not allow him to blaspheme male gods.

It was Shan Yu who sent him a lot of ambiguous messages and all kinds of physical contact, which made him dizzy and fell into the trap unconsciously.

When he just woke up the next day, the boy was still very sweet in his heart, thinking that he could be fell in love at first sight by the male god, it was so beautiful that it was unreal.However, when he found out that the other party had disappeared, his mobile phone number was not left, and his Weibo private messages were not read at all, then he gradually realized that he had been cheated.

In this era, many people don't care about having sex once or twice, but there are all kinds of people, not everyone can calmly hand over the first time casually, and don't care at all.

Boys are not, and he regrets it.

The shackles began to break gradually after he revealed his experience. Friends who had similar experiences to him in the small group, and the comfort of gentle strangers on Weibo finally made him smile after a long absence.

In the small group at this time, everyone was watching the live broadcast together.

"Do you think he will be right?"

Counting down to 30 seconds, the boy asked in a low voice.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and one person said: "If he is a liar from the beginning to the end, then he will be. Lie cannon is just a trivial matter in his life, so he repeats it so skillfully so many times."

In the track and field, beside the golden barrier, Shan Yu shouted loudly: "It's figured out!"

The countdown countdown turned to 0 at this moment, and countless npcs suddenly rushed forward, shouting ah ah ah, as if to engulf them.

"Shan Yu! Write it after you figure it out!" Cheng Mei shouted.

The big sword in her hand suddenly shone brightly, and slowly shrank, forming a black square box.

Wen Zheng held out a measuring ruler, and the king stood empty-handed, tilting his neck.

Bearing the hope of everyone, Shan Yu stretched out his arms like a knife, and wrote three big numbers in the golden barrier - [999].

With the sound of a crisp mirror breaking, the world paused again, and he turned around happily: "That's right! Nine hundred and ninety-nine, representing infinity, not satisfied with the status quo, always pursuing stronger! Hurry up, take advantage of this moment, go down Take the poison from the protagonist's hand..."

"Little Z?"

He had already run to the corner of the dark backstage corridor, and when he turned his head, he realized that neither Wen Zheng nor Da Wang had followed.Turning around, I saw two people standing in the greenery with indifferent expressions.

The golden sun enveloped them like indifferent gods.

Shan Yu suddenly shivered.

Cheng Mei ran halfway, saw Shan Yu stopped, and looked outside: "What's the matter with you two? Come on? Is there anything outside?"

Wen Zheng pointed to the paper that was trampled on the ground: "He miscalculated."

"What?" Cheng Mei was stunned, and followed the past to line up the notes: "How could it be wrong, didn't the doors all open..."

She grabbed the marker pen, counted a few steps on the paper, and was stunned.

"Really. It's one thousand and 41... Could it be that we failed?"

Wen Zheng didn't answer, just looked at Shan Yu fixedly, and suddenly showed a smile: "No, we succeeded, because there is a 'cheater'... who can correct all mistakes. Isn't it, Mr. Hong Zhenyu?"

Shan Yu's heart is beating like a drum.

The blood rose to his brain little by little, as if it was going to burst his whole body.

In the light, Wen Zheng's gaze seemed to stab his whole body against the wall.The king was indifferent, as if he didn't care at all, while Cheng Mei was surprised, but there was no regret in her eyes, showing some disgust.

why?

What went wrong?

How did Wen Zheng know his real name?

How could his calculation be wrong?He obviously memorized it at home for a long time—wrong?

Shan Yu was suddenly shocked: "You framed me!?"

Wen Zheng: "Forcibly putting the blame on innocent people is called framing. Are you innocent? How did you calculate your nine hundred and ninety-nine?"

"...It was originally [-], Cheng Mei made a mistake, no, it wasn't her, it was me who made a mistake, yes, I accidentally made a mistake, it's really difficult to calculate without manuscript paper, it's crooked..." His forehead Cold sweat broke out, my mind was spinning wildly, where did I go wrong?Why is it wrong?How much does he know?Will it be reported?

"You said that you used the wrong numbers we provided, calculated wrongly, and finally got a correct result?" Wen Zheng said indifferently: "Will everyone believe it?"

"..." Shan Yu opened his mouth several times and closed it again.

Can't answer.

The way Chengmei looks at me is not right anymore.

No evidence.

As long as you insist that I was wrong, they can't do anything to me.More words, more mistakes.When I go back to find a platform, my agent will help me. I am an anchor with a monthly income of [-], and I have a bright future.

The platform will not abandon me.

"Dididi——" A blood pressure warning suddenly sounded in his ears, reminding him of potential safety hazards, and joy immediately appeared on his face intertwined with mountains and rain.

He can still go offline, yes, if something happens, he can still go offline now!

After a short period of dizziness, he sat up suddenly, his throat was itchy, and there was a nervous spasm in his stomach.

Shan Yu jumped up, supported the wall, and rushed to the host in a stumbling manner.

The left screen is the page of his live broadcast room, and the right is Weibo.Because it was so obvious at a glance, it broke into his sight without even a chance to escape.

Shan Yu seemed to be choked by someone, and it was difficult to breathe.

how so?Why did it happen all of a sudden!

His own homepage was placed at the top, and there were a lot of abuse and denunciation, line by line and column by column.

Netizen a: offline?Feel guilty?I was still shaken for a while, but seeing his performance, I was shocked.

Netizen b: This person is so disgusting, is he still a human?

Netizen c: forward [police report], eel, your uncle has been taken away.

Netizen d: It really embarrasses our Xia country. I tremble with anger when I think about it. How can there be such dregs? fish buried in mud

Netizen e: Gou eel, you've also been exposed to the fact that you're a fan, now you're offline?see?How about we collectively chip in and fuck you a few times?

…………

Shan Yu shook her hands and frantically closed the web page.As soon as the sweat seeped out, it was cold and sticky.

Turning his gaze to the right, his live broadcast room became even crazier.

- screen recording

- I recorded the last short paragraph, if you need it, chat with me privately

-Can I get my money back?Can Imao Live give me back my tip?

- I have liked you for five years, and I just woke up today. I am blind, a disgusting liar

-fraud

- liar liar liar

…………

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Shan Yu screamed out in fright, the chair slipped and sat on the ground.

Who?

At this time, who will come to me?

A fan who dated him?Upstairs neighbors?broker?

He calmed down for a while to breathe, wiped the sweat off his head with a tissue, and forced himself to calm down.He also has relatives and a company.Moreover, he is a citizen of the Xia Kingdom, a game of the Allied countries, so what if he is sued across the country?

The fake thing can be said to hope that the fans will have a better experience watching the live broadcast, but the fan thing is posted by the fans themselves, and they are all adults. What's the problem with this.

yes, calm down, calm down...

Shan Yu walked to the door with heavy steps, and quietly opened the door a crack.

A stranger showed his ID: "Open the door, police!"

The author has something to say: Fenmao Lolita: I am not Wendy, I am your new important supporting role~, the best assist in the world!

(I’m really sorry, I knelt down and kowtowed! Today is the headless pigeon posted by the code word hotel on the train. I will try to update it tomorrow, and if it does, it will be in the early morning.)

(I will make up for what I owe when I go back, and the group mua (hold out the pigeon head))