Dude look at me again

Although Jiang Mingliu was worried about the civil war in the Evil Valley, he hesitated for a moment and said: "Actually, you can go to the map and follow the big army. Do you want me to take you?"

Wuyou could clearly hear the hesitation in his tone, and because of his personality, he didn't like to owe favors to others, Jiang Mingliu treated him very well, if he took him to do daily work again - in Wuyou's heart, it would be a little fearful.

This little poisonous radish has a rough nerve, but a good heart, and she doesn't get angry after being teased by him a few times.He was not such a mean person, but he suddenly felt a little ashamed when he was treated with kindness.

So I thought about it for a while and typed: "Thank you, let me search Baidu, don't you want to upgrade?"

Jiang Mingliu looked at the yellow scroll in front of him in disgust, took a breath, and changed his mind instead: "Let me take you with you, come early in the afternoon, you Xiaobai, the big troops can't find it."

He quickly said again: "Poisonous radish is the warehouse number I built, just upgrade it casually, it doesn't matter."

Wuyou seemed to want to refuse, Jiang Mingliu's cell phone rang, and the takeaway called. He apologized and put down the headset to answer.Hearing the vague call voice from over there, Wuyou still rubbed his fingertips habitually, typed a line of words on the bottom of his hand but didn't press enter, and slowly deleted it bit by bit—he suddenly felt that someone took it with him. Yes, this is an opportunity, if he has to reject people for thousands of miles in the game, then why should he play, let alone use this to "relax his mind"?

Jiang Mingliu was kind to him, so he generously accepted it, and doubled his return in the future: Anyway, no one knows anyone across a screen, and if he messes up, he will be a good guy if he changes his number.

There is no need to avoid suspicion, nor to be afraid of embarrassment.

Although he has become more and more silent these years, he has suppressed himself too much, and is almost forced to become a pessimist, but in fact, he still likes Jiang Mingliu's voice...and his "stupid" character.

When Jiang Mingliu came back after picking up the takeaway, he didn't know that the person on the other side had even figured out how to delete the number and come back again after seeing each other. He couldn't wait to open the pizza box, took a bite and said vaguely: "That's the deal?" Seeing the secret He was not discouraged by the short word "um" in the chat. Instead, he felt that he had won and convinced the other party, so he said happily: "Anyway, you are fine now, go to the battlefield with me?"

Listening to his smiling tone, Wuyou couldn't help but feel a little joy in his quiet heart, so he slightly bent his eyes and deliberately replied: "I can go like this?"

Jiang Mingliu was puzzled: "Huh? Of course."

Worriless: "Didn't you say that a trumpet like me can't carry it?"

Jiang Mingliu:······

Wuyou: "I never dared to go, ha ha."

Jiang Mingliu:······

Worry-free: "I'm afraid that I will trick others."

Jiang Mingliu:······

He couldn't help feeling embarrassed, on the one hand, he was a little embarrassed, on the other hand, he really disliked pure Xiaobai's trumpet playing on the battlefield, so he could only pinch his nose and say: "Uh... Actually, it's not impossible to play a trumpet, although the trumpet is easy. Die, if you don't meet the national team, you can still be a gangster." He paused and exaggerated: "Mo Fang! I'll take you with me! I'll be the top three, and you can paddle!"

Wuyou laughed, even though he always stayed out of things and kept calm, he couldn't help but feel that Jiang Mingliu was really influential.

It's like sound has magic power, and can infect his joy to others.

Jiang Mingliu drove back to the Cangjian, and went to Wuyou in the group. He went to the warehouse of the guild and took a few sets of small medicines from two tables, and gave them to him in three sets of strength.

After swiping several times to form half a group, he ran to the entrance of Chengdu to read the advertisement, pulled Wuyou to the YY battlefield channel, and said casually: "Come to Shenxing Chengdu to gather for the gang banquet and eat the table."

Wuyou saw that he hadn't finished the map task when he changed his number, and he had an obsessive-compulsive disorder attack and flew over to do it. Juyi ordered, so they chatted with Jiang Mingliu in secret: "I'm doing a CD, let's go by carriage."

Jiang Mingliu was stunned when he saw the distance from Chengdu, and simply said: "No brand? Let me pull you as a teacher."

Wuyou was startled, typed and asked, "Will you be my master?"

Jiang Mingliu teased in a mic tone: "Why, don't you want to?"

Wuyou didn't say a word - he heard about this game from his roommates, and he downloaded it to play during the summer vacation, he chose a district at random, and didn't tell them, but he often heard them discussing "there are so many apprentices, so good!" ""Master is so good and so rich"...and so on.

To be honest, when he started leveling up, he really wanted to have a master, but unfortunately, as a king of silence, chatting with friends he knew after leveling up gradually faded away, and he was too purposeful in doing things. People chat and look at the scenery.

The night he met Jiang Mingliu's little poisonous flower was probably the most exciting thing on his way to level up.

After reaching the full level, he thought that he could no longer be a teacher, and wanted to wait until he was familiar with the game to accept a little apprentice.Jiang Mingliu asked him to pray, he was a little confused, but he clicked on it anyway, thinking that if it didn't work, he would search Baidu, if Baidu didn't find any results, then ask him if he remembered it wrong.

Seeing that there was no response, Jiang Mingliu guessed the reason as soon as he thought about it. Unfortunately, when he clicked on accept apprentice, there would be a prompt that the player had reached the full level, so he could only teach him step by step to right-click and choose to become a teacher.

He was driving the mic, and some members of the team were curious: "Did you accept an apprentice, the shopkeeper?"

Jiang Mingliu clicked the agree button, and summoned Wuyou with a smile: "Yes, novice Xiaobai. Well, this [Tang Wuyou], if I don't take care of you," he thought for a while and said: "It's because people compare Embarrassed, would you like to open a microphone without worrying?"

Wuyou was called to read the picture just as he was apprenticed to the teacher. After buffering, he heard him say this, and subconsciously typed: "Hello, the wheat dregs can't be opened."

Others might think it was an excuse, but Jiang Mingliu knew that he was really a scum... The corners of his mouth twitched, and he only introduced a few people who hadn't appeared last time.

The people present at Oolong silently started "science popularization" to help Mrs. Jiang, and Jiang Mingliu said that he didn't want to see the bears of those people at all.

Wuyou clicked on the master-apprentice interface, looking at the annotations of the personal master, I felt a little subtle, and seemed to feel that the avatar that comes with the system has changed a lot, and it really has the temperament of a gentleman.

He settled down and chatted secretly with the idea of ​​respecting the teacher: "Master is good."

Jiang Mingliu was immediately overwhelmed by flattery, and said repeatedly: "Okay, my disciple is good, my disciple is good, come and hold it high."

Worry-free: "..."

Wuyou looked at the small group of loli on the screen, thinking about his height of 1.8 meters, couldn't help laughing, raised his eyebrows and went back: "Master, what?"

Jiang Mingliu felt that he couldn't be coaxed, but he seldom accepted disciples in a serious manner. Although the apprentice was a scumbag in person, he couldn't stand the cute figure—he seemed to realize for the first time that he was holding a heavy gun Luo is so cute, she zoomed closer to see her little arms and legs bouncing around, and couldn't help laughing out: "Yeah, hehehe."

Worry-free: "..."

Worriless: "Why are you so wretched?"

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I am not afraid of meeting gays when I go out, but I am afraid that gays will act like a baby