Pianpian Does not Grow Up

Ji Pianpian told herself that she couldn't believe Shen Du's words a hundred times, but she couldn't help but believe it.

For example... He is not good at Demon Sorcerer.

After all, he is a great **** from the dark night assassin. The demon warlock is equivalent to the priest's dad of the light alliance. Is it possible that he didn't play so well?

Ji Pianpian: It’s time for her future King to hold up the sky 1

When he came to the dungeon of Guangmeng, Ji Pianpian was cautious and cautious. From his position, he could see that the little mage's hands were shaking badly.

Shen Du held back a smile: "Sister is scared?"

Ji Pianpian: "!"

Fortunately, there is no sound voice system in this era, or Ji Pianpian could be called by this screaming sister to send ten people across the board.

Ji Pianpian: "Don't be afraid! There is nothing to be afraid of. They are all level 20 players, who is afraid of whom!"

Shen Du: "That's right."

Ji Pianpian took a breath: "You look at my blood volume, I'll come..."

When the words were not finished, Ji Pianpian was shocked.

She is not afraid, really not afraid, and she has a little self-confidence.

She thinks that her operation is one of the best among the twenty-level players.

but…

Shen Du didn't tell her that she wanted five, six, seven, eight, ninety players!

Twenty-level dungeons are generally five-person bases, but Shen Du obviously doesn't look down on small bases. What comes is the largest ten-person base at this stage, and it is the small BOSS of the first stage.

He can easily get the rules to play NPC, after all, he is a person who has participated in the research and development of Tianqi, how can he be unfamiliar with it.

But even if you can pass the assessment, you have to start with the smallest BOSS.

Ji Pianpian directly shared this qualification because of teaming up with him.

Shen Du: "When they are goblins."

Ji Pianpian: "..."

Goblins don't have such a tacit cooperation!

The players of Guangmeng immediately noticed the tricky: "It's an ice thief!"

In Ji Pianpian's eyes, it was just a bunch of garbled characters. She asked, "What are they talking about."

Shen Du: "It's nothing more than killing and overtaking."

Ji Pianpian: "?"

Shen Du: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that if we die, we will lose all our equipment."

Ji Pianpian: "..."

Shen Xiaolu, can you finish talking in one go!

Huge benefits are accompanied by huge risks.

Tianqi dares to open this function, naturally, it has been carefully calculated.

If you want to play an NPC, you really have to see if you have this ability!

The player from Guangmeng killed him, and Ji Pian Pianxin mentioned her throat. Fortunately, she had the kind of character that performed miracles under high pressure. She was so nervous that her breathing was frozen, but she unexpectedly performed supernormally.

A little mage with top equipment, a little rookie who goes back and forth from level ten to level twentieth, behaved extremely dazzlingly in the face of this "first stage of the wandering life".

Precisely frozen, smashing the face, walking and avoiding.

Shen Du smiled: "Yes, I know I want to get caught."

Ji Pianpian: "..."

Not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like saving gods.

If she falls here, no deer will be innocent!

Obviously, Ji Pianpian's worry about Yidudiu is completely unnecessary.

Shen Du is indeed not good at demon warlocks, but he can't stop his lower limit from being too high, and he won't be too good enough to crush 99% of the warlock players.

As a mage, Ji Pianpian is the main output, and Shen Du, as a daddy, gives her blood, status, and rainbow blowing behind her back.

As for what is rainbow blowing...

Don't ask, just ask Miss Sister wants to help her teammates!

The Guangmeng player thought it was a lamb to the mouth, but he didn't expect the other party to be so difficult and panicked for a while: "This is an old player practicing the trumpet!"

"Nonsense, it sounds like you are not playing a trumpet!"

"The operation of this mage... is not low in rank!"

"Wake up, the warlock behind her is even better."

"Is there such a cow dad in the ice field?"

"The ghost knows!"

"What should I do, the wind is screaming?"

"Withdraw a ghost, we have nothing to lose if we die anyway, find someone to turn them around!"

Is the round done?

It's done.

They were turned into a mess!

Ji Pianpian saw that he was hitting five levels in a row, and was stunned: "So it's such a simple thing to upgrade?"

Shen Du: "Heaven will cry without overwhelming levels." The real fun of this game is to start at the full level.

Ji Pianpian: "Then it took me more than half a month to get to the tenth level!"

Shen Du: "Well, I will grow up with you slowly."

Ji Pianpian: "..."

People don’t have to do it, and you can’t talk nonsense, you will regret it, Senior Shen!

The copy is not unlimited and has a closing time.

Even if the players of the Guangmeng were not reconciled, they still wanted to turn them around, but the instance was closed, and the two fake NPCs guarded the nest.

Ji Pianpian was sent back to the ice field, with more gold coins in his backpack, and a title card.

Seeing this thing, Ji Pianpian had a guilty conscience.

Don't be anything shameful.

Ji Pianpian moved up to take a look and breathed a sigh of relief.

—The thief of the ice domain.

Um…

It is the nickname given to them by the players of Guangmeng.

This is also a hundred times better than "the beginning of chaos and the end of abandoning me"!

Ji Pianpian didn't even think about it, and quickly changed it.

Shen Du also changed.

The two of them wore couple outfits, with the same title, so pretty...

Humph, not a good match.

People are different!

Shen Du watched her change the title: "Regret."

What regrets, needless to say.

Ji Pianpian attacked him: "Who wants to start chaos and finally abandon you!"

Wake up, okay, that title hurts both of them.

It is a win-win situation to change.

Shen Du: "Yes."

Ji Pianpian typed in advance: "Shut up!"

It is a pity that she is not as fast as the man opposite, and Shen Du has already sent it over: "You are now letting me accompany you for life."

Ji Pianpian: "..."

You are the fastest, you are the fastest, the game is great!

Ji Pianpian discovered that the best way to deal with Shen Xiaolu is to ignore him.

Playful deer.

She won't take the show, let him sing by himself!

They brushed a copy again, and this time the upgrade was not so fast. As the level increases, the more experience is required.

Ji Pianpian was already at level 28 before she went offline.

Not to mention leaps and bounds, but also lightning and thunder all the way, as if a rocket has taken off!

Seeing that it was past ten o'clock, Ji Pianpian reluctantly dropped the line.

Shen Du didn't leave her either, only said: "Good night."

Ji Pianpian: "...Hmm."

After offline, Ji Pianpian was full of reluctance.

I want to play for a while.

But there will be class tomorrow.

Moreover, the big devil knew that, let alone playing for a while, she could open her eyes until dawn-being trained.

The little penguin bounced.

Ji Pianpian's eyes lit up, and she bit her lower lip to try to stop herself from being so urgent, but the hand that clicked on the news still exposed more than half.

Shen Du: "Little heartless."

Ji Pianpian: "?"

Shen Du: "Be with you all night, not even a good night."

Ji Pianpian: "..."

Good night, he won't go to bed so early.

The computer department is well-known for staying up late, and she has heard Jiang Muxue's complaints countless times.

Ji Pianpian: "Are you going to bed too?"

Shen Du: "Don't sleep."

Ji Pianpian rolled her eyes: "Then what good night do you want?"

Shen Du: "No more."

Ji Pianpian blinked and looked at the cold words in the chat box, her heart a little tight.

Angry?

Shen Du... is angry?

Because she didn't say good night.

Isn't it...

Ji Pianpian put his finger on the keyboard, hesitated for a while, and didn't know what to say.

Do you apologize? It's weird.

Make a good night...

Ji Pianpian hesitated, just about to send out the word good night, Shen Du played her another message: "I'm sad, I have to kiss good night to be happy like this."

Ji Pianpian: "…………………"

Turn off the computer and hide under the covers.

Ji Pianpian's face is red: Senior Shen, please be your own person!

During the whole day on Friday, Ji Pianpian was a little bit fluttering. She couldn't help but think of the sky crying, and her mouth bends from time to time.

Specialized courses are in small classes, and one teacher will bring more than a dozen students.

Ji Pianpian's obvious distraction, how can the teacher not see it.

The professional lecturer was Wang Songxi, assistant professor of the media department of F University. She took good care of these art candidates who were away from home on weekdays. At this time, she raised her eyebrows slightly and clicked on Ji Pianpian's name: "What am I talking about is funny?"

Ji Pianpian: "!"

Don't think that Ji Pianpian is a scumbag in school, but he is a primary school master who studies a major here.

Probably it was a little bit off the point of playing small skills, and she also learned science by mistake, so Ji Pianpian's grades have been unable to support, but in this professional class that basically only depends on the language level and the level of effort, she should not be too top-notch.

Wang Songxi has always liked her very much, but when she should be strict, she must be strict: "Let's talk about it, which section makes you so happy."

Although Ji Pianpian was a bit distracted, she didn't lose it completely. Especially, she watched this film many times. The teacher said these things back and forth. Ji Pianpian started from scratch: "Flying over the lunatic asylum is a very ironic work. Few comedy elements, especially Jack Nicholson’s interpretation..."

After all, she has practiced broadcasting, her voice is extremely superior, and she is even more comfortable when talking about the field she is familiar with.

Wang Songxi nodded straight at hearing and let her go, but a glare was indispensable.

Ji Pianpian sat down obediently and listened to the class.

so close.

Escaped!

God sobbing wrong me!

Oh... Tianchi said that she didn't carry this pot. She used to play games before, but she never walked through the gods during the day. This is clearly...

Shen Xiaolu mistaken me!

When get out of class was over, Wang Songxi pushed his glasses and talked about the future arrangements.

"My class will last until the 30th of the new year. I will rest on the first and second day of the middle school, and continue on the third day."

When the voice fell, the classroom was full of wailing.

They are all half-old children, and when I think that there are only two days off during the Spring Festival, it feels like a lightning strike.

Especially for those far away from home, as far as the train takes twenty-four hours, they are desperately lying on the table, with more air and less air intake.

Wang Songxi beat them: "There will be school exams one after another on the sixth grade. Why, do you still want to take a long vacation and save the exam?"

In a word, there was no wailing.

Wang Songxi continued: "This is not your high school. No one is forcing you. You can't fall in love with it. You can't listen to it, but you can't cry for the exam."

Is it easy to learn art?

Nothing is easy.

It's nothing more than a partition wall to see the scenery, I always think it's better outside the wall.

Wang Songxi ridiculed them and put out their bounced hearts: "Something about the Spring Festival is that the exam is only once, so you can figure it out."

After she finished speaking, she paused, and then said: "There are two days left before the registration for the F University exam is closed. Do you want to try it?"

Wang Songxi looked at Ji Pianpian in the front row.

Ji Pianpian was aware of her gaze and also understood Wang Songxi's expectations of her.

But…

Did Ji Pianpian ever think about F?

Of course I thought about it.

Some of those who come here to study professional courses don't want to be admitted to this well-known good university.

But the standard of F is too high.

For art candidates, the difficulty of getting into F is no different from that of ordinary college candidates hitting the top universities in the country.

Even if Ji Pianpian is confident that he has passed the professional class scores, he will be rejected from the cultural class.

The admission score of 533 last year was enough for candidates to apply for a very good undergraduate.

Moreover, time is still very tight.

The S college she applied for was in another city, and she should fly over to wait for the exam in the sixth grade.

The school entrance exam of F University happened to be the sixth day of the junior high school.

Applying for two at the same time means that she will fly to another city overnight after finishing the F exam, and face the second exam without waiting for a break.

What if it affects the performance of S big?

S is the most suitable for her.

As long as she has passed the professional courses with a high score, the requirements for cultural courses are extremely low.

The advice Ji Heyu gave her was the optimal solution after many weighings.

She knows and has been working hard in this direction.

But…

Shen Du inevitably flashed through Ji Pianpian's mind.

In the chat box, Shen Du's seemingly trivial "reporting account" appeared in front of Ji Pianpian exactly.

Especially the "future outlook" like that small essay—

Shendu is in N city.

Shendu's future is also in N City.