Quadruple split

The newspaper that had not finished scrolling on the screen stopped abruptly. At the same time, the entire venue instantly became brightly lit. All the participants were neatly arranged in the center of the stage, with classmate Xiao Ming standing in the C position, that is, Ji Xiao. Led by Dao, everyone bowed to the audience below the stage.

After a brief pause, the originally quiet venue erupted in applause, and the audience burst into cheers that could almost knock off the roof, especially the father of the Ji sisters who was standing behind a tripod to record the video. The sound almost shook Mo Tan, who was sitting in front of the computer.

"Classmate Xiaomi! Classmate Xiaomi!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

"Art! This is art!"

"Master, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"Wow, this is so touching. I want to find a girlfriend who can fight like this!"

"One more! One more!"

"So the results of the mental evaluation are amazing!"

“Strongly request to watch the sequel!”

"One day, with the knife in my hand, I will slaughter all the broken dogs in the world!"

“I feel like this school’s program review standards are so subtle.”

"Eh? I think it's okay. What an inspiring story."

"I feel like your understanding of the four words 'inspirational story' is so subtle."

"Xiaoge Xiaodao! Dad is here! Look at daddy! Xiaodao! You have seen me! Why did you look back and look embarrassed when you saw me! I am daddy! "

The audience was excited, and everyone was so excited that they couldn't help themselves. It's not that this stage play is so good that it could win several international awards, but it's mainly because this special show is a middle school's New Year's Day party. In horizontal comparison, the Duzi solo or other programs suddenly eclipsed. If nothing else, just the fact that these kids can put on such a restricted scene is enough to win a lot of cheers and support. Sounded.

After all, the main audience group here is still students, and this age happens to be the most rebellious time period, so there is no resistance to this kind of seemingly dark and bloody story, but in fact it is quite dark and bloody.

As for the person who wrote the story.

"Ah, so shameful, so shameful, so shameful!"

After the progress bar stopped at the far right side of the screen, Mo Tan immediately hit the table with his head in his hands, howling in grief and indignation as he hit it: "It's so shameful!"

Obviously, by the time this video played to the last few scenes, this guy's personality had quietly switched from 'Lawful Good' to 'Absolute Neutral', and he had an indescribable sense of shame, just like when we look back on our childhood. The space of a mainstream social software is the same, making people want to die!

Although the Ji family sisters, who are the leading actors, interpreted the stage play very well, and the others also performed very hard, and the degree of restoration of the script is infinitely close to 100%, but because of this, it is difficult to watch what I wrote in middle school being copied. Completely reproduced, Mo Tan's heart is quite complicated. If I have to sum it up, it would be shameful.

It has nothing to do with the quality of the work, but simply because of the work he wrote during his second year of high school. No matter how precocious and philosophical this thing is, Mo Tan, who has lived more than ten years more than he did then, still still I feel very ashamed.

Of course, this kind of situation will probably only happen to Mo Tan who has the 'Absolute Neutral' personality. His ability to withstand the other two personalities is very strong.

"But to be honest, the acting was really good."

Mo Tan smacked his lips, rubbed his red forehead and muttered: "Unless they overthrow it and start over, they have conveyed the idea of ​​this stage play vividly, but even if the central idea is expressed well, everyone will probably still understand it. Let’s focus on Xiao Ming’s super-killing performance.”

After finishing a round of self-complaints, Mo Tan did not reply to Ji Xiaoge's email, but directly encrypted the video file, then ate the remaining popcorn, closed the computer and stretched out The lazy waist.

"All in all, it was great to watch "The Dog Knocks on the Door" without having my head pounding."

He took a long breath, then picked up his phone and looked at the message someone sent this morning. He stood up stiffly, walked into the bedroom with stiff steps, opened the closet, and glanced at the few people inside with a stiff expression. There are goods on the street stalls, and the eyes are wandering and flickering.

[So. What combination should I choose?]

A drop of cold sweat fell from Mo Tan's forehead. He glanced at the items in the wardrobe from left to right, and put them on his body through his imagination. Then he rejected it, then imagined it, and rejected it again. This cycle lasted for nearly two minutes.

[I always feel that patterned shirts are too frivolous, but if I change them to white ones, won’t they look a bit social? At least it will make people feel very old-fashioned, right? Not good, not good. 】

[The spray paint is too hip-hop, and the temperament doesn’t match it at all. 】

[Purple hoodie? Isn’t it a bit gay? Forget it. 】

[Despair pink seems pretty good, but in the end it’s still pink, and I’m a guy.]

【What the hell is this? Night Monkey suit? Was I crazy? ! 】

[We are running out of time, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! 】

Real time AM10:45

Mo Tan finally left his rental apartment and embarked on the journey to pick him up from the station.

After some struggle, he finally chose a black shirt with a reverse heptaded star pattern printed on it, a pair of dark blue jeans, a pair of black and red sneakers, and a white little genius phone watch, which looked very... ordinary.

What's even more regrettable is that after Mo Tan roughly compared all the combinations, he found that such an ordinary and useless outfit suited him best.

So he didn't worry about it anymore.

Mo Tan stopped a taxi and politely said to the driver who rolled down the window: "Hello, master."

"Speak straightly."

The driver nodded slightly.

Mo Tan: ".B City West Station."

Seeing this, someone who is interested must have discovered that today is the day when Yu Chen comes to City B, and Mo Tan, as a relatively familiar local, went to pick him up, and this day happens to be July 7, 2049, which is his own day. In the Si year, Xinwei month, Guiwei day falls on the eighth day of June. It has nothing to do with the Qixi Festival, so there is nothing to say.

However, Yuchen was not the only one who rushed to City B on this day.

Along with a buzzing sound, his heartbeat gradually accelerated. After seeing the caller ID, his heartbeat calmed down instantly. Mo Tan opened the screen saver and put the phone to his ear: "Xiaoyu?"

"Hey, it's not who I am~"

A familiar voice rang from the phone and asked cheerfully: "I haven't had many online gatherings during this period. I heard that boy Wan Yang said that you are doing pretty well with Sumir?"

Mo Tan looked at the rapidly retreating scenery outside the car window and replied absently: "Well, it's not bad."

Classmate Cui Xiaoyu, who was quick-thinking, immediately realized that something was wrong with this guy, and immediately asked in a tone that I could control: "Hey, is it because classmate Yuchen is not with you that you feel a little unhappy? "

"No."

Mo Tan lied without thinking, laughed dryly and said: "Don't think so wildly, we just have a pure friendship so far, okay."

"Oh~~~"

Cui Xiaoyu made a long sound in a mean voice and said with a smile: "Then do you want to develop an impure friendship with others in the future, or do you want to develop some other pure relationship?"

Mo Tan: "Hello, the number you dialed cannot be connected for the moment, please dial again later; Sorry, the subscriber you dialed can not be connected for the moment, please redial later."

"Fuck! Hang up on me!"

Cui Xiaoyu's dissatisfied cry sounded in the note, and then turned into a string of blind tones.

two seconds later

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Mo Tan answered the phone cheerfully.

"I thought you hung up on me!!"

The innocent young man on the other side of the phone grinded his teeth angrily, and then sighed with admiration: "They look pretty good."

Mo Tan smiled modestly: "You can practice more diligently, so what do you want from me?"

"Well, it's actually not a big deal."

Cui Xiaoyu smacked his lips in the background of the sound of "give it, give it, let it go, sell beer, drinks, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds and eight-treasure porridge, brother, please close your legs," and asked: "What about that, brother, are you busy now? I heard from Yi Dong that you usually idle around all day long, so you should be quite free now, right?"

Mo Tan shook his head without thinking: "No, I'm actually quite busy now."

"Oh, you are busy, you are busy."

Cui Xiaoyu replied subconsciously.

Then Mo Tan hung up the phone in a cooperative manner.

five minutes later

"Didn't you ask me to get busy?"

Mo Tan reluctantly pressed the answer button and stared at the navigation map on the car screen that was getting closer and closer to City B West Station, looking restless.

"Then I didn't expect you to be really busy!"

Cui Xiaoyu let out a long sigh and said a little bit crazy: "I thought you were teasing me just now. You chatted with that damn person who said, 'The user you dialed is temporarily unavailable' for five whole minutes!"

"Well, you are really a talent."

Mo Tan slid down the car window slightly, tilted his head to let in the air and asked, "So, what's going on?"

Cui Xiaoyu was silent for a few seconds and asked cautiously: "Tell me first what you are busy with. If it ruins your good deeds, I will hang up right now."

"Things are good things, but I'm sure the 'good thing' you call is not the same as the 'good thing' I have here."

Mo Tan rolled his eyes and stopped talking in circles: "Yuchen left from S city to B city today. Since I am the only acquaintance who usually idles around all day long, I am on my way to the station right now. On the way."

According to Mo Tan's understanding of Cui Xiaoyu, since he had already gone all out and said that he wanted to pick up Yuchen, then Xiaoyu would probably put it aside for the time being even if something really happened, but unexpectedly

"Huh? On the way to the station?"

Cui Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then quickly continued to ask: "Which station is it?"

"B City West Station is about 20 minutes' drive from my home."

Mo Tan replied casually.

"Hey! What a coincidence! I happen to be on the train now, and I will arrive at City B West Station today!"

Cui Xiaoyu was overjoyed and said cheerfully: "I didn't expect that classmate Yuchen would arrive today as well. Tsk tsk, that's great. I will arrive at the station around 11:30, and you will come to pick me up. Wait a minute, if you want to say this, Then wouldn’t I become a light bulb? And one with a very high wattage?”

Mo Tan was expressionless: "So I suggest you jump out of the car first and come back another day."

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long time before Cui Xiaoyu's voice rang again: "No, the car window can't be opened."

Mo Tan remained expressionless: "Then you go to the front carriage and threaten the driver."

Then a polite voice from Xiaoyu came from the other side of the phone: "Hello, could you please ask me a question? I don't want shredded squid. I just want to know which way the first carriage should go."

"Okay, okay."

Because he was a little unsure whether this guy really wanted to rob a train, Mo Tan finally faced reality again and said helplessly: "Tell me what platform you get off at."

"Platform nine and three-quarters."

"So you actually went to school at Hogwarts before being transferred to Tan Hua?"

"Well, I'm an old Gryffindor, what about you?"

"I graduated two years ago."

"What college?"

"Hufflepuff."

"Brother, I can't take it anymore."

"Then stop talking nonsense."

Mo Tan leaned weakly on the passenger seat and asked in a very grumpy manner: "So which college are you from? Bah, which platform do you want to get off at?"

"Platform three."

Cui Xiaoyu answered honestly.

"Well, you arrived about ten minutes earlier than Yuchen. I'll pick you up first."

"Then let's go pick up classmate Yuchen together?"

"No, I'll take you to a taxi first and be a landlord on the way."

"What's the best way?"

"Buy you a bottle of mineral water."

"MMP!"

Real time AM11:05

On a train

"That super ugly zombie really scared me!"

Nangong Na hugged her shoulders with lingering fear, and said to Yu Chen with a pale face: "If that guy hadn't been frightened by me at that time, the consequences would have been disastrous."

Yuchen thoughtfully twisted a bottle of black tea for Nangong Na without unscrewing it, then pushed the whole bottle of black tea to his best friend in front of him and said with a smile: "You are too timid."

"But zombies and stuff are really scary!"

Nangong Na pouted and picked up the black tea without unscrewing it, so she grabbed the bottle with both hands and handed it to Yu Chen: "I was so scared when I read that Misha County post, how on earth did you do it? Did you stay calm in that situation?"

Yuchen took out a napkin and covered the bottle, then folded his hands together and finally unscrewed the bottle of black tea with a blushing face. He bit his lower lip and shook his head: "Actually, I didn't have much chance to face those mutations earlier. Hei, uh, Mo Tan always left me behind, but he came on stage in the last few days, but the situation was so urgent that there was no time to be afraid."

"The legendary Commander Black Van, I really want to meet him~"

"You'll see me soon."

"Eh?"

"He happened to be free today, so he came to pick us up."

"Tsk, tsk."

"What are you laughing at!"

"Tsk tsk tsk"

"It's not what you think!"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

"Nana, you're still smiling!"

Chapter 726: End