When Inhumans Meet Abnormal Humans

If we talk about the general trend of the world, if we are united for a long time, we will be divided, and if we are divided for a long time, we will be united. If there are too many people, it will be easy to change, so is life in the secular world.

A person who does not hide from the world and lives among the crowd cannot always keep calm. There will always be people of one kind or another who stir up troubles and cause waves in the lives of others and himself.

After Feng Ling taught Quanfu how to be a human being, before she had time to enjoy the undisturbed, clean game life, she was involved in a new mess again.

In spring, the flowers are all crimson. In early summer, the pomegranates are bright, bursting into large groups of flames on the branches. The hot sun that has not yet begun to shine through the greenery falls on the woman's cheeks under the tree, coating her with a layer of warm color. , adding a little more bright, and then against the tip of the red silk, it is a little more radiant with the flowers and faces complementing each other.

Deliberately creating this kind of poetic and picturesque feeling, the woman sitting at the stone table under the pomegranate tree, in fact, did not have the ease shown in her demeanor, and the frequent gazes at both ends of the bluestone path betrayed her current mood, feeling restless. With some anticipation.

Her complicated state of mind didn't last long, because not far away, a young man in white was walking towards her with unhurried steps.

The young man's appearance is exquisite, his posture is as clear as lying on the clouds and eating snow, with a kind of nobility that the world is ashamed of.

As the young man walked in, the woman's eyes became more and more apprehensive, and her fingers unconsciously twisted and rubbed the embroidered cloak on her arm.

Finally, when the young man in white was about two or three steps away from her, he called out, "Feng Ling male god, please wait a moment, can I disturb you for a few minutes?"

The young man in white is Feng Ling. When his name was called, he stopped in his tracks. His cold phoenix eyes lightly passed over the woman. His ID was Su Qixue, level 45, Liuli Pavilion of the trade union. people.

Even though he didn't know and didn't want to know what the other party's intentions were, Feng Ling remained silent for two seconds, suppressing his instinct to say no, maintaining basic politeness, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Last week in the wild boss battle, you saved me. I wanted to thank you face to face, but I just met you today," Su Qixue said, moving half a step to the side without showing any traces, letting more sunlight shine on himself.

The cinnabar-colored skirt, her lips with red lips, and the gorgeous pomegranate flowers behind her complement each other, as if they are going to ignite the throbbing of a summer, so bright and ready to burn.

However, the beauty of this beauty, the sense of existence in front of someone is almost the same as the air, Feng Ling's attention is not here at all.He was thinking about the boss battle last week, and then he was invited to form a team with him to gain experience, and the figure of Li Mufeng who walked around him to block the damage, swiped the screen in his memory, and he had no impression of Su Qixue at all. .

"Don't worry about it," Feng Ling stopped struggling when he couldn't think of it, and lifted it lightly, "If there is nothing else, I'll leave first."

Why?This is gone?Haven't I finished yet?

Seeing the young man who was about to leave, Su Qixue secretly gritted her teeth, took a step forward, and stated her purpose, "Hey... wait, do you want to form a team together to complete the dungeon? We are about the same level, We can just write books together."

What she said before, apart from the fact that Feng Ling did take her out of the attack circle during the boss battle, was based on facts, and the addition of water was not particularly large, everything else was water.

Feng Ling took her out of the boss' attack range at that time mainly because she blocked Li Mufeng's walking route, and the words she just met were basically nonsense, and only people like Feng Ling who cared about human beings at about zero did not notice How false her words are.

He would pass this bluestone road every day when he brushes the copy of Wancheng, and he only needs to inquire a little bit to know that Su Qixue chose this location after rehearsing many times for this pretended encounter, even taking into account the light. Strive to show your best self.

"Team formation..." Didn't understand that the other party just wanted to get close to him, Feng Ling thought for a while, then refused, "I'm sorry, the dungeon of formation is not good, please trouble Mu Feng to bring one more person."

"..." So it's just you and me!Kicked Li Mufeng!Is there a hole in your brain circuit?

Slots and bad feelings flew together, but they were helplessly speechless, and Su Qixue, who was always articulate, didn't know what to say.

Seeing that the woman didn't reply, Feng Ling only assumed that she had accepted, nodded again to apologize to show his courtesy, and then strode away, leaving a dazed girl messy in the warm sun of early summer.

What is this God unfolding?What went wrong?

Su Qixue, who was left in place, felt that she needed to take it easy. With her beautiful face, a girl who had never been in the top three on the list of beauties in Xianlu, she usually had to apply in advance to form a team with her, waiting for her luck to turn over. .

As a result, her obvious hints of building a trumpet and dolls when they meet by chance are almost uttered to ask for a hook-up, but they are actually ignored by the other party.

That's right, it was a complete ignorance. The man didn't even think about the deep meaning in her words, and he gave an answer based on the literal meaning and left.

Su Qixue, who was just a little better looking, was so defiant, and felt that she was being ignored by the other party, she almost gritted her silver teeth with hatred, her gloomy gaze fixed on the direction in which the man in white was leaving.

She wants him to look good and pays for his rudeness.

For this artificial encounter, as the other party involved, Feng Ling couldn't perceive other people's emotional changes in the game. Naturally, she didn't know that she had been hated by the green tea sufferer of the princess disease. He also praised her a few words.

"The little girl is very nice, she is always thinking about little things," Feng Ling concluded and commented after narrating the story of meeting a girl who was thanking her by chance and then refusing to form a team with a minimalist style of painting.

"..." Hearing the young man's voice as if quenched by cold dew, Li Mufeng expressed that his mood was a bit complicated.

He was so full of thoughts that he was a few Ganges sands away from Fengling. Even if he listened to the low EQ report, he could immediately guess what was going on in that person named Su Qixue. Li Mufeng was 12 points dissatisfied.

But Feng Ling didn't connect to the brainwaves, and even sent a good card, which made him have a subtle understanding, sympathy and gloat for a certain girl.

With all kinds of flirting in his heart, Li Mufeng still had a lingering smile on his face, maintaining control over everything, "Why did you refuse to form a team with her?"

"You are my assistant, she is low-level, adding another person, isn't it to cause trouble for you?"

The tone of Feng Ling's reply can be regarded as a matter of course, and if you pay attention a little bit, you can hear a little bit of me praising me for you.

Unexpectedly, the answer turned out to be this. He kept remembering what he said to be his assistant, and chewed the young man's words repeatedly between his lips and teeth. Li Mufeng felt as if he had eaten a mint candy, which was refreshing but full of sweetness. Going down his throat, he pressed his internal organs and limbs to comfort him.

The more sincere smile appeared on Li Mufeng's face, Feng Ling took it as affirmation of his judgment, and added a few words to prove that he was really considerate, "Besides, Miss Su doesn't seem like she can play, take her with you, and we'll see you later." You can't play a copy of the leapfrog."

"..." Can't play?This comment is about Su Qixue?

Li Mufeng is not a person like Feng Ling who doesn't care about world affairs, so he naturally knows that Su Qixue's appearance ranks high in Xianlu, and the arena is also among the top [-] resident players, known for her beauty and strength.He was really curious how Feng Ling could see that she couldn't play, or what Su Qixue did to give Feng Ling this illusion, thinking about it, he asked directly.

"Look at what she's wearing. The chest-length skirt is also paired with a long cloak. How do you get in the way?"

Hearing this reason, Li Mufeng silently mourned for Su Qixue for two seconds in his heart without sincerity.

If he guessed correctly, Su Qixue should be wearing the early summer fashion released by the game. Under normal circumstances, with such a well-designed scene and well-dressed clothes, ordinary people should have fallen into the trap long ago, but it's a pity that her capture target's thinking circuit Not very human.

Feng Ling, rather than being aloof or touching, it is better to say that he does not see this world at all. Everything in the world seems to have no other difference except appearance. He lives in the world, but he has nothing to do with the world. cause.

Li Mufeng finally couldn't help asking curiously, "Do you have a girlfriend? Or have you ever had one?"

Feng Ling answered this question very simply, "No, why do you want a girlfriend?"

Receiving an unsurprising answer, Li Mufeng didn't know what to say for a moment, staring at the face whose every line fit his aesthetics and fell silent.

Confused by the sudden silence, Feng Ling was a little puzzled, "What?"

"What do you think of me?" Li Mufeng's voice was soft, his eyes were so deep that they seemed to be sucked into the dark whirlpool at the bottom of the pool.

"Nice guy, nice kind."

"..." The daily good person card task is completed.

After the good person card was issued, the encounter with Su Qixue was completely gone in Feng Ling's heart, so a week later, when someone was caught in the storm, his face was full of confusion.

In the copy of the guild.

"Hey, Momo, do you feel that the facial expression of the male god father seems to be really stiff?" A fairy doctor girl in green raised her hand and cast a big healing technique on the MT in the front row, and then adjusted her position , leaning close to the poisonous milk girl in gray-blue gauze not far away, gossiping, "Is that rumor true?"

Hearing the question, Limo didn't respond immediately, and retreated a few steps to the outside of the battle circle without any trace, throwing skills following the rhythm of the large army, and at the same time cast his sights on the young man in white who was paddling in the water not far away. .

The guild dungeon hasn't reached the final boss yet, Changye Weiyang is an elite, and he can fight with ease, so Limo joins the paddling team with confidence.

After squinting her eyes and staring at it for a long time, Limo finally showed a somewhat indescribable expression, and replied, "...well, may I ask, student Qingxue, how did you see such a thing as an expression on a face with a paralyzed face? ?”

"Just wait a little longer, and you will see it when the big devil and the male god father look at each other," Qingxue said with a smile, not caring about her companion's dismantling, "I also found out after staring at it for two full days since the post came out." , when the male god father sees the big devil, his expression will change a little."

As if to prove the correctness of Qingxue's words, as soon as she finished speaking, a man in black said something to the young man in white, and the young man smiled back at him with a smile that was hard to spot unless he looked carefully.

"See? The corners of the lips are raised about 5 degrees, and the eyes are slightly curved," Qingxue said, imitating the expression of a young man, and gestured at the corners of her eyes, "Yes, here, there is a slight curvature. "

It's really only a senior security research dog like you who is too idle to squat online to observe people's expressions every day to find out.

Seeing that smile as shallow as a feather falling on the water, Limo rolled her eyes and complained in her heart.

Despite the slander, as a roommate, Limo, the examinee, could still guess the central idea that the teacher Qingxue wanted to express, "So you want to say that Fengling's lack of expression is due to the sequelae of plastic surgery?"

The pair of girls were so engrossed in the discussion that they forgot that they were getting closer and closer to Feng Ling who was also paddling, and the content of the conversation was overheard.

Cosmetic sequelae...

This word, Feng Ling thinks it is difficult not to know because it is behind the times.

Anyone who is forced to listen to the same vocabulary for two days will be familiar with it, not to mention that wherever he goes now, he can hear the people next to him, in pairs or in groups, discussing over and over again whether he has plastic surgery .

Feng Ling, who knew that it was not a compliment, after searching the words related to "post-effects of plastic surgery" by typing in unproficient pinyin on the Internet, felt an indescribable heartache every time she saw other people pointing fingers.

It is said that Chinese people are quite reserved?

When it comes to expressing one’s feelings, one has to pay attention to the beginning and end, and one can use euphemisms like “do you think that cloud in the sky looks like the 200 yuan I lent you” when reminding debts?

What about the high-context tradition that should be paid attention to?

Please don't be so blunt and loud, he really doesn't know what expression to use at this time, and how to deal with it so that it is more in line with human thinking.

To put it mildly, he could pretend that he didn't understand the language when he died. Anyway, he didn't have a Chinese teacher, so it didn't matter if he died earlier.

If he speaks softly, he can also pretend that he is physically and mentally unable to hear. After all, he exists in a lump, and his disability is not obvious at all.

However, those people are almost all carved out of the same mold, the volume is uncontrollable, and the conversation is unavoidable.

Although Xianluli players look close to themselves, the 5% modification rate and the protection of personal privacy make it a semi-anonymous game, where the negative aspects of human nature are magnified without much restraint.

Limo and Qingxue are particularly good among them, and more than half of them, after the anonymous post that exposed his plastic surgery, no matter what the truth is, they first have a strange mixture of emotions like jealousy, sympathy, and schadenfreude. Feel free to speculate on comments.

Regarding this situation, Feng Ling said that the topic was too out-of-the-box, and the cram school courses before the lower bound were not covered here.

He doesn't understand why human beings feel that they can be so malicious to others on the Internet. With his little experience in interpersonal communication, when facing Internet rumors, he is simply a poor little boy who can only shiver at the base of the wall.

For the time being, apart from using spells to bring about collective amnesia, he hasn't figured out any other way to get rid of the hustle and bustle.

"What are you thinking about?" A deep and pleasant male voice suddenly rang in his ears, pulling Feng Ling back from his thoughts.

Turning sideways and Li Mufeng who was standing next to him looked at each other. For some reason, Feng Ling had an inexplicable thought that he seemed to be being bullied and wanted to sue this man, "I want to retreat."

Suddenly hearing the declaration of abandoning the pit, Li Mufeng yelled at his old friend Xici who was fighting against the little boss from a distance, asking him to command the dungeon. Asked, "What's wrong? Because those people are angry?"

"I'm not angry, I just feel a little noisy," Feng Ling denied.

He was so angry, he didn't care about human sight thinking at all, but felt that being surrounded by a group of people gossiping would affect the game experience, and he had to bother thinking about things he was not good at, which was very troublesome.

Li Mufeng glanced around, understanding Feng Ling's meaning, and a little bit of surprise flashed in his black eyes, which had always hidden his emotions very deeply.

Su Qixue is really good, she has plastic surgery and become an internet celebrity, thinking that with the support of millions of fans, she will be able to bear it.Looking for someone to anonymously write a post to slander Fengling's plastic surgery, using the 5% adjustment as an excuse, implying that he has photos of Fengling before plastic surgery.

He also hired sailors and incited fans to spread rumors about Feng Ling's misbehavior, wanting to flesh him out.

Li Mufeng originally contacted Yanjian and the others, collected many interesting stories about Su Qixue, and planned to make a big move to kill this woman next Monday.

Looking at it now, hehe, letting her spend the weekend at ease is to be sorry for Feng Ling, he can see that Feng Ling is really not angry but just finds it annoying to be noisy, but it is wrong to make Feng Ling unhappy.

Arranging Su Qixue's short-term future at will, Li Mufeng focused on fooling Feng Ling, the most urgent thing is not to make people quit the game, he has not hooked up yet, left the game platform, and then looked for opportunities to trick people back home in reality The difficulty will be greatly increased, "Actually, I think you are also responsible for this matter."

After saying these words, Li Mufeng was at a loss. Feng Ling had a woolen pot, and he had been lying on the ground because he was too good-looking, but in order to stabilize Feng Ling, Li Mufeng still symbolically ignorant of his non-existent conscience, and opened a serious The ground nonsense mode, "You are too good-looking, think about it, the first time you were delayed by the crowd to clear the field, the second time you were forced to fight with boring people, and this time you said you had plastic surgery, all of them were murders caused by your looks. I blame you for being too good-looking, so you have a pot."

Li Mufeng said it righteously, not to mention Feng Ling, even he himself almost felt that it was very reasonable.

"Beauty is a sin, and Blizzard can't bury it." After hearing all these words, Feng Ling felt that he should raise an ice stick or something.

"Pfft," Li Mufeng played pesticide in a second, and seeing Feng Ling was in the mood to read his lines, he knew that he had understood the intention behind his irrational words, and joked, "If beauty is a sin, then you are such an unforgivable sin. But don't worry, I will revise the criminal law for you."

"I can't see that you still have the potential to be a fool." Feng Ling raised his hand and pinched his face, feeling that he looks like those blue-faced disasters in Unofficial History.

Seeing Feng Ling pinching his face, Li Mufeng suddenly felt a little itchy. He wished that the hand was his. Even if the physical sensation in the game was distorted, it would be nice if he could get closer and kiss Xiangze. , raised his hand to test it, and saw that Feng Ling didn't dodge, but was stiff for a few seconds because he was not used to being in contact with people. I'm afraid you and I will become tyrants, and there are always people who covet my family's output, so this time, just leave it to me, you don't have to do anything, just wait, I promise that everything will be restored after this weekend."

Li Mufeng said with certainty, Feng Ling felt the strange touch of being gently kneaded on his face, and his thoughts went astray inexplicably, "I think that MT's taunting skills may not be as effective as my face, and group taunts also have the effect of reducing intelligence." buff."

"..." God tm face T.

The author has something to say:

It's been a few days since the code word, I can't count if I'm not good at mathematics, so forget about details like emmmmm, and I found out that there is such a thing as a content summary.

Suddenly understand why IQ is always cared about

Adding blank lines makes me want to cry--

The base friend asked why it was not revised in batches?

Answer: I am not responsible. Even if not many people read my articles, I cannot allow articles that do not even meet my own standards. If you don’t pay attention and don’t understand these things, forget it. If you see it, you don’t change it. I’m sorry for my heart in writing. , I'm also sorry for the little angel who is destined to read the text