After raising a cat, he reached the pinnacle of life

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Bei Sining was smashed to the ground, covering one eye, the exposed skin and even fingertips were red, staring at Wen Zheng.

Wen Zheng squatted down, and brushed aside the strand of hair that was covering his face with one hand.

"Do you know it's wrong?" he asked.

Bei Sining: "..."

"It's really great." Wen Zheng didn't want him to answer, and said indifferently: "If Ye...Xiaobing is not in the company today, the letter will not reach you, and you will not be online. Did I say something wrong just now? "

Bei Sining suddenly raised his knees, Wen Zheng subconsciously bent his elbows to block, and then his wrists were suddenly restrained, and the long-haired beauty deftly turned over, twisted him around, and pressed him face down close to the ground.

"Let's not talk about this," he said irritably, "what's going on, where are you going, why didn't you tell me before!?"

Wen Zheng snorted softly, and said, "Did you give me a chance to tell?"

Bei Sining is very skillful, the pinched joints and the position of the placement, so that Wen Zheng can only move his fingertips.He simply didn't struggle, and whispered: "Isn't it you who don't want to know? Or, you want me to tell Dahei?"

Bei Sining's expression was empty, and the anger became more intense, and he said loudly, "I haven't admitted it yet!"

"Let go." Wen Zheng moved, not wanting to say anything more, waited for Bei Sining to let go, stood up, twisted his wrist, and patted his clothes.

"Then what are you doing here, take a look at me? Well, you have seen it, you can go."

"..." Bei Sining hesitated to speak, "Where are you going?"

"Why should I tell a netizen where I am going?" Wen Zheng turned to him.

Before the words were finished, the broadcaster read the notice to celebrate the New Year again, and Bei Sining had an idea: "Let's go to eat! By the way, New Year's Eve?"

"Don't go." Wen Zheng didn't give him the slightest look, and indifferently clicked on the queue list: "Today is the last day of the anchor competition, and I'm going to broadcast live. Goodbye."

The word "goodbye" poked Bei Si Ning's nerve endings, making his heart agitated, but he didn't get angry again. He clenched his fists and said, "I'll be with you."

"You don't want to go to dinner, and it's New Year's Eve by the way?" Wen Zheng asked.

"...No, I want to play games too."

- Mingzhu: A netizen.

- Mingzhu: A mere netizen dares to break up with me! ?

-I'm sorry, I laughed for 2 minutes and came back. Does anyone know the progress?

- Going back to the front, from the analysis of their words, the amount of information is quite large, I dare to guess—— Mingzhu is awkward, and Z is making a big fuss.Mingzhu is still making trouble, Z University continues to coax.Mingzhu refused to follow, Z was so impatient that he stopped coaxing, Mingzhu: You didn’t even coax me anymore

- It's poisonous!

-It's so poisonous, I actually think it makes sense, it's a strong brainwashing

- my sassy girlfriend

-...If I had such a good girlfriend, I would rather be a single dog for the rest of my life, but think about it if Mingzhu treats me like this...

- hold your head

- don't think about it.Be careful brother Zheng saw you, remember you

- who is the master! ! ! ? ?I don't follow! ! ! !

-I turned over like a tiger!Haven't seen them play together for a long time!Brother Zheng can finally bring his exclusive small object detector, and the old mother sheds tears

-Looking at the platform, among those who participated in the anchor contest, there are only eight anchors left who are still broadcasting...eight famous singles

- stop it , sad

Wen Zheng lowered his eyes, and hovered for a moment on the button that was randomly lined up.

It's not that he doesn't cherish the last time they spend together, but that since they don't have time to develop a deeper relationship, it's not bad to stop at this moment.

Ordinary netizens who happened to meet in the game cooperated with each other tacitly.If the result is good, he can spend many days reminiscing about this game.

Bei Sining applied to form a team, and when he agreed, he pressed random, and the blue light wrapped the two of them, turning them into spots of light and flying towards the sky.

***

Welcome to the instance: [Gemini]

Time limit: none

Level (tentative): five-star

In the small compartment, the pale incandescent light tube above the head is poorly connected and flickers rhythmically.Wen Zheng opened his eyes, was dazzled by the light and closed them again, squinting his eyes for a moment to adapt.

“北思宁？”

There was no response from around, he opened his eyes, and saw a partition door with glue marks on it.

Bei Sining was not there, and the dialog box to communicate with his friends was also blocked. He was in a small space and was separated from other teammates.Just like the beginning of Saving Susan, there is also a personal line, which is very common in large copies, Wen Zheng didn't pay attention to it, and looked around.

Behind him was a toilet, with black stains on the floor, and the compartment door was closed. He tried to push the button, but the door wouldn't budge.

The cramped environment is frightening, Wen Zheng suddenly remembered something, and glanced at the title of the dungeon——[Gemini].

So familiar, where did I hear it?

- Gemini!Brother Zheng, have you forgotten, God May's masterpiece this year!

- don't mention may please

- That's right, brother Zheng finally untied, don't mention it, passers-by have bad senses

-Who said that Z University was untied, did he say a bad word about May God, I am a May fan, the anchor who became a fan because Z University stood on his side, and I have also rewarded gifts for entering the pit, so I am always qualified to speak right?Don't let me talk, be careful, I will take off my fans and step back on it

-Drunk, Brother Zheng has a lot of fans, and you are not bad.

- don't make noise

- That's right, I will make noise and report again. I don't see which copy is the work of which architect you usually pay attention to. You can eat melons and feel emotional

- This is the live broadcast room of Big Z, the dungeon is not the most important thing, we just want to see Big Z, can the troublemakers go out smoothly?

……

The barrage was so dense that Wen Zheng glanced at it before realizing that this is Yu Jin's new dungeon this year, and it is said that it has already obtained a platinum rating.

It was because of this book that he was recognized by others, and he was unlucky enough to suffer from cyber violence.

Platinum copy, difficulty and plot are the best batches every year.Since it was produced by an acquaintance, Wen Zheng told the barrage not to curse people, and started to find clues to distract everyone.

The door is closed.

It is impossible to have locks and keys in public toilets, and his inability to open them must be because the plot has not yet arrived.

There is nothing to see here except the toilet, the tissue box, and the floor tiles.The water tank is not an old model that can be opened, and everything has been turned over.

Do you want to flip out from the vacant piece on the top of the compartment?

still is……

Wen Zheng resolutely knelt down on one knee, pressed his head sideways, and looked out through a gap of twenty centimeters.

a pair of feet.

The next thing that met his line of sight was a pair of eyes.

"!" As soon as his scalp exploded, Wen Zheng almost kicked him, but at the last moment reason prevailed and his breathing gradually stabilized.

There was a child with a posture similar to his, squatting in the next room, rubbing the gap between his feet and watching him.

"Mr. Phantom." The child spoke, his voice was immature and hadn't reached the stage of changing his voice.Wen Zheng judged that he was probably still in the lower grades.

A primary school boy in the second grade.

And the title of Mr. Ghost should be given to himself.

"Yeah." After hearing Zheng's reply, the next door really started to play. The little boy happily pushed a notebook through the wide gap, with a pencil stuck inside.

"Mr. Phantom, can you play backgammon?" The little boy's tone was both timid and excited, and he didn't know why he insisted on playing backgammon here.

But Wen Zheng, an old fritter player, how could he refuse the npc's request? He picked up the notebook from the ground and opened it, and it turned out that he really drew backgammon.

This kind of book has square inner pages, each grid is [-] centimeters square, separated by light gray lines, which is very suitable for children to play simple games with solid circles and hollow circles representing sunspots and whites when they are idle and bored.

But this was "popular" 200 years ago. Nowadays, children's entertainment methods are all high-tech. Even Wen Zheng, who either didn't have time or had time to play games when they were young, would not be like this.

If the timeline is not retro, it means that the child is doing badly, unable to have the entertainment that everyone else can have, and can only play chess with himself.

When Wen Zheng got the notebook, he had already blocked half a page by himself, and he didn't know how long he had been locked here.

Wen Zheng dropped a sunspot seriously, and closed it before handing it back, the title page flashed past.

He froze, retracted his hand, and opened it for another look.

Math record book, Class [-], Grade [-], Yu Jin.

Yu Jin!

He turned on the live broadcast, and his every move was under the watchful eyes of the public. Wen Zheng reacted in a very short time, endured the chill and closed the notebook.

It seems that just looking at the name of the "protagonist" just followed the trend and had no real meaning.

After all, the names of Xia Guo have always been many and complicated, and it is difficult to associate them.

Yu Jin.

Why did he pinch a villain similar to himself in this game?Looks like it's not doing well.

Xiao Yujin, the npc in the game, didn't think anything was wrong, happily backfilled a hollow circle "Bai Zi", and pushed it back.

Wen Zheng adjusted his mood, and played backgammon with him for 10 minutes in a "man-machine battle", finally defeated the little gatekeeper, and received soft compliments from the opponent: "Mr. Ghost, you are really good."

These words seemed to be a signal, and the door of the next compartment slammed.

Someone is banging on the door!

"Come out, little pervert! Knowing that you are inside, there is something to come out!"

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang: "Hahaha, he won't fall into the toilet, will he?"

"It's going to come out even if it's planted in. The eldest brother specially brought him a skirt! The little pervert is so pretty, so he needs to wear a skirt."

"Wow, big brother has nothing to say to brother."

"The little pervert is lucky. This is the one that the eldest brother has chosen for a long time, and I even offered my opinion? No, it's a suggestion, hehe."

"That's right, the dress is pretty, and if little brother Yu doesn't want a little brother, it will look even better!"

Several people burst into laughter.

"Hey! I'm perverted! What does it feel like to wear a skirt? I heard from my aunt that a person like you would like to cut off a penis. Is it true?" one person asked.

"...No." Xiao Yujin next door finally spoke, but the content was not what people outside wanted to hear.

"I don't want it. It will hurt."

As soon as the words fell, the door of the next compartment was knocked open, and there was a burst of suppressed exclamations and the sounds of several brats beating each other, which were very close at hand.

"Pervert! I will learn from Yu Lan!" "Take a look at his pants?" "Damn, he dares to fight back!" "Kill him—"

Wen Zheng slammed on the door hard, but couldn't open it no matter what, knowing that it was just a plot, the rising anger still burned his reason.

The game is different from reality. No matter how much strength he has, there will be no miracles if the door is impossible to open in the setting.It wasn't until the sound of punching and kicking outside gradually died down that the door clicked.

He pushed open the door of the compartment with a sullen face, and the brats didn't seem to hear his voice, and they filed out after uttering harsh words to themselves, passing through Wen Zheng's body.

He really has become a useless "Mr. Ghost".

"Are you okay?" Wen Zheng knelt down and looked at the miserable little Yu Jin.

Yu Jin's real appearance is as dull as Baishui, but he can't be said to be ugly, just not eye-catching.While the game modeling is more common, it is also more three-dimensional, and it has a three-point resemblance to the real Yu Jin.I don't know if it was done on purpose.

He lay miserably, his head resting on the tiles in the corner, his clothes were messy, and there was a bruise at the corner of his mouth.

No matter how bad those children were, they were only eight or nine years old, and their strength was limited.

But this kind of injury often has more shadows in the heart than in the body.

"Thank you, Mr. Phantom." Xiao Yujin slowly got up, pulled up his pants, and took out his schoolbag from behind the toilet in the cubicle.

"I'm going back," he said politely, "play backgammon with me next time."

Wen Zheng looked down at him: "I'll accompany you."