The top academic boss dresses as the villain Green Tea

This word sounds very harsh.

"What song do you want to listen to?"

After being bombarded by the excitement of the bar, Shen Xingge now has no interest in listening to music: "I don't want to listen to any music now."

"No, you want to hear it."

"..." Shen Xingge thought again of the scenes in movies and TV shows where beauties in the harem scramble to perform for the emperor.

What else can I do besides pampering the beauty I have provoked?

Shen Xingge turned over, looked at the stars outside the window and said:

"Okay, sing to me the stars in the sky are shining brightly."

Xie Jinchen smiled, this song was his mother's favorite song to sing to him when he was a child.

"Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder where you are……"

The melody is very clear, and Xie Jinchen's voice is as sexy and magnetic as ever, so the popular children's songs sound like ancient and long chants on the microphone.

Shen Xingge was careless at first, but after hearing it, he became fascinated unknowingly.

"Which one sounds better?"

Shen Xingge came back to his senses. It seemed that the two of them were not in the same style. Just as he was about to say this, an alarm bell rang in his heart for no reason: "You, you, you sing beautifully. You sing it again, and I will set it as an alarm and listen to it every day." .”

Shen Xingge didn't realize that the best way to ruin a song was to set it as an alarm.

But Xie Jinchen knew this well and wisely changed the subject: "Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

"My parents and Mengmeng are going to visit some scenic spots."

The two chatted and ended the call half an hour later.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Xingge still had a blond face lingering in his mind.

Owen, who was taking a bath in the luxurious bathtub, also received news about Irons: "Master Irons has been found."

"Where is he?"

"In the capital."

The man in the bathtub looked at the messages on his phone and said: Book me a ticket to the capital.

Then he drank the red wine beside the bathtub in one gulp. Beijing is a great place.

"By the way, let me tell the old guys at home that I will go back a few days late."

The next day, Father Shen, Song Qing and Mengmeng all went to visit the famous scenic spots in the capital. Shen Xingge casually mentioned a friend and found an excuse to leave.

"Xiao Dou, where can I find you?"

Are you going to meet the boss soon?Wu Jingxing felt his heart beating loudly.

"No, no, boss, tell me a place and I will come directly to you."

"That's okay." Shen Xingge raised his head and glanced at the name of the Internet cafe across the street, "I casually reported the name of the Internet cafe.

Then he crossed the street and entered the Internet cafe. "Then I'll wait for you in the Internet cafe."

The game of Future World is being promoted more and more widely. With the offline competition in full swing, more and more people are playing Future Competition in Internet cafes.

"Fuck! This fucking samurai's skills are too deceptive."

A boy dropped the mouse, and two big red letters appeared on the computer screen: "Failure."

Shen Xingge sat in the empty seat next to him and turned to look at the boy and fired again.

Then the ending was the same as before, too horrible to watch.

"What's the use of this fucking samurai skill? It's useless if someone gets close to you. I don't know what kind of rubbish plan it is to make the samurai skill so useless."

There were many others who agreed: "That's right, there are fewer and fewer people playing samurai."

Shen Xingge was aggrieved: "That's because your own skills are not good enough."