[Full-time master] The history of the people who eat melons 1

09

During the summer break, Huang Shaoda returned home with a horrified mood, and this horrified mood lasted for a long time.

Long until the night of the holiday!What refreshes the screen in Juggernaut's big brain is:

#Am I so desperate? Is it so desperate? Is it my responsibility to change the rules of the league? What’s wrong with the trash talk? This is my Huang Shaotian style. Style is a part of my soul. How can I be desperate? #

#So Cheng Song, you are so clever that Juggernaut Da Da himself didn’t see your thoughts#

At dinner, his parents saw that his expression was not right, and thought it was because he hadn't adjusted after the game, and cared for him for a while.Huang Shaotian took out his conscience equipment and started pretending to be a good baby. After dinner, he was going to help wash the dishes. Huang Shaotian's mother knew how precious her son's hands were, so she drove him back to play games with righteous words.

Huang Shaoyou unloaded his "conscience" and went to the game to perform his personal task of capturing and sending you away.I really saw it today, a green onion in the wind is asking people to download a copy of the Hundred People's Congress.

#Yes, I am now a master sent by the guild above#

Unaware that he was being treated as a brat in the training camp or a family member of the team and a green onion in the wind was suffering from a headache, the Juggernaut just entered the group.

"Little fan, step back and prepare for the silver blade."

"Ah?" Young Master Huang was taken aback for a moment before realizing that it was calling him.At what level is Huang Shao, he will recover in seconds.

"Are you distracted? No wonder you make mistakes again and again. Why, are you feeling unwell?"

Although the head of the group is a green onion in the wind, the conductor is mostly doing it to give you a ride. At this moment, the first to find out that the number one fan girl of the Juggernaut is not in the right state is to give you a ride.In Cheng Song's working environment, beauties and talented women are surrounded by fat, swallows and thin. After watching too much, he really doesn't feel much about the existence of girls.The little fan girl was assigned from above, and a green onion in the wind also told him that no matter whether it was a person who came out of the training camp or someone's family, he said that care was needed, so Cheng Song spoke patiently.

"Ah, I'm sorry," Huang Shaotian coughed again and again, "I was a little dizzy just now after I caught a cold." He swallowed the words of brushing the frequency in one gulp, and then he really coughed.

"..." Listening to the momentum of carving out his voice in the earphones, Cheng Song's black line.

This girl is really playing games with a rope.

"I said, go to rest if you are not feeling well, don't procrastinate, it will delay things."

As he said that, under the faint light of the computer, Cheng Song's complexion suddenly turned pale.

10 - past

"Go to rest if you are not feeling well, don't drag your head back and delay your business."

"I haven't finished training today, I'll go back and rest later."

The talent is not enough, if you don't work hard, can you catch up?

As a result of trying to be brave, the fever turned into pneumonia. After returning from the hospital, a chasm turned into a canyon due to faults in training.

I always think that I am young and can go crazy, but my body is not good.

Cheng Song laughed at himself a little.

He is a person who starts and ends, and after the assessment is over, he leaves without hesitation.

Even after receiving an olive branch as a reserve player a few days later, he did not accept it.

He has self-knowledge, and his own level is the same, so he no longer seeks to have a place in the cloud.

The strength of the competitive circle speaks, but if you have no ability, don't sell your feelings here.

But he walked in a cool way, but he still regretted it in his heart.

The fingers that hit the keyboard touched the keys again, composing another kind of glory.

I am ashamed, I have no regrets.

11

I'll give you a ride. I'm not in the right state today.

But there was no mistake in the command, on the contrary, he performed supernormally like chicken blood.

But sending you a course of frequent bursts of high-level operations and faster instructions makes people feel that the rain is about to come.

So when a group of people rushed to the street at the third last boss, everyone in the group cried!

There is nothing wrong with sending you a big level, every time you can't beat the dungeon, it's all because of yourself!

A group of ordinary players knelt down.

I sent you a ride and said something was up, then I went offline.

"It's over, it's over, I'm very angry!"

"How many times have we lagged behind!"

"The last time Da Da was in the Elite Fourth Regiment broke the record. Da Da did not forget us and brought us to play when he came back. We..." This is a girl, really crying.

"Hey, girl, you're right, we won't comfort you anymore, I'm going to kneel down on the keyboard, goodbye manually."

The rush of information reveals panic.

In the end, it was a green onion in the wind who spoke: "Come on, brother Yicheng is not angry, something really happened."

"Is something really wrong?"

"You won't come, will you?"

A green onion in the wind: "Hey, I shouldn't have said too much. You know that Yicheng is a music player, right? He is actually from the official music department of Glory. This is a call from above."

"WOC!"

"It turns out there is a hidden boss among us!"

"Worship God!"

"Worship God!"

"Worship God!"

"Could it be Mr. Cheng Song? I want an autograph!"

"Please lick the big jade hand!"

"Go upstairs, the big face is mine!"

"I'll go, the only second sister, be careful."

"What do you know! Apart from PVX, what we girls love the most are all kinds of fan-art fan songs!"

"That's right, when you log in to the game every day, the BGM is not always written by the big master! Come and let's be crazy fans together!"

Seeing the topic change, a green onion in the wind felt relieved, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

It's over!Seeing other girls sad, I forget it when my head gets hot!

In the wind, an onion burst into tears.

#Is it too late for me to kneel down to the keyboard in City B? #

the next day.

Give you a ride: yes, just sell me like this.

An onion in the wind: cry/cry/cry

Give you a ride: If you kneel on the keyboard, I'm back to G city in summer break, so you can kneel to G city.

12

And the Juggernaut knows that all this happened after he said that sentence to himself.

"No, one sentence can step on thunder! But this is obviously the other party's initiative, but why do I feel so guilty!!"

"Who are you to lie to if there is something wrong with the Qubu! Most people know very well that they don't know about professional players! You Qugou dogs have the same working hours as us on the surface, but you start work later than us and have holidays earlier than us!"

"Wait, if it's from the song department, I can ask why the theme song of the Juggernaut is so scary! Hey wait, Cheng Song! Isn't this person the main writer! That song is written by him! When did I offend you? Him?! What a hatred!!"

"No, Cheng Song, this name is so familiar!"

Huang Shaotian opened Du Niang to search.

Then his eyes stared straight at the photos searched on the screen, unable to move away.

Huang Shaotian swallowed, as if he knew why.

"It's over, I feel even more guilty. Ahhh, he kicked him down back then because he was inferior to others, but now he actually pulled his scars! Huang Shaotian, what are you doing?"

"Cheng Song..."

Throwing himself on the extremely soft bed that he seldom sleeps all year round, Huang Shaotian Giant Husky rolled over.

The memory vaguely goes back to a few years ago.

13 - Memories

"The Troubling Night Rain in the game is said to have been discovered by Team Wei? Brother Cheng, do you know?"

"Just now I saw the manager pick it up in person!"

"Troublesome Rain seems to overlap with Brother Cheng."

In a team, it is inevitable for two players with overlapping roles to compare with each other, let alone in the training camp where they are still competing for the position of a professional player.

Cheng Song was once a person who was placed in hope,

Before Huang Shaotian came here, Wei Chen had told him that Cheng Song was such a number one person.

"There's Cheng Song in the training camp. If you can't beat him, you won't be a professional player either!"

Regarding Wei Chen, who immediately changed his attitude after cheating him into selling himself, Huang Shao, who was still inexperienced, didn't spit back any trash, but instead paid attention to Cheng Song in a fit of anger.

On the first day of entering the training camp, I heard this conversation.

He became curious about Cheng Song's reaction.

A few people talked to each other, but they didn't dare to really surround them.Cheng Song sat with his back to the door, his black hair tied into a braid loosely behind his head—by the way, Boss Wei said he came from a piano family.Just being pulled to play games like this, won't it really cause a loss to artistic progress?

"You said that the sound of the rain at night is bothering me. I played against him in the game." Cheng Song said, with a clear voice, Huang Shaotian couldn't describe it well, maybe it was like a piano?

Then Cheng Song's words made Huang Shaotian happy for no reason.

"He's great! Very good!"

So he walked in, the new face who came to the training camp at this time, even if he wasn't the one who had seen Huang Shaotian before, he could guess that this was Troublesome Night Rain himself.

Huang Shaotian walked straight to Cheng Song's side, and raised a bright yellow smile.

"My name is Huang Shaotian, let's work hard together!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

"Troublesome at night?" Cheng Song turned to look at him.

"it's me."

"it is good."

Cheng Song put his hand on it.

and after?

The two swordsmen with similar styles, who were supposed to be fighting for life and death, actually became friends, which surprised a group of malicious onlookers who were about to make trouble.

Wei Chen called the manager one day.

"How does the newcomer Huang Shaotian get along with Cheng Song?"

"Very good, it's unbelievably good," the manager smiled gratifiedly, "There was no unexpected conflict, even Cheng Song is still helping Huang Shaotian get rid of his wild ways in online games."

"Really," Wei Chen flicked the cigarette ash, "Cheng Song is just too sensible..."

Who doesn't hurt a sensible child?But this is a battlefield composed of keyboards and mice.

"Although Huang Shaotian's operation and level are obvious to all, does he still need to hone his experience? Cheng Song's experience and awareness are very good."

Wei Chen interrupted him.

"Huang Shaotian is more suitable for Blue Rain, and also more suitable for growing up on the battlefield."

"But Cheng Song..."

"Let's prepare for it, or recommend a transfer. Isn't Tiny Herb looking for a tough opponent?"

This is a battlefield, so personal feelings will not affect decision-making.

But as a senior, I also hope that the future of the junior I fancy will be bright.

Therefore, he has a clear conscience.

Wei Chen cast his eyes on a gentle young man in the corner of the training camp.

"Blue Rain..."

After the brief conversation outside the door ended, Huang Shaotian, who was secretly squatting in the corner, curled his lips, and after they left, he quickly ran to find Cheng Song.

"You work hard, work hard, hear me, if you get thrown off by me, I'll be the first to disagree, do you know if you don't know if you don't know!"

"Why are you crazy again? Could it be," Cheng Song's eyes wandered, "Did you go to the cafeteria to peek at the menu?"

"Ahhhhh? What's the matter? Is there okra again?!" Huang Shaotian was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Don't change the subject! Train hard, do you hear me?"

"Know it."

The author has something to say:

It feels like the next chapter or the next chapter will be Shura Field.

Cheng Song, I couldn't resist skinning you.If it is a novel, I will definitely describe it in detail, but if it is a small theater, don't always wear your vest.

Hurry up and go home with Huang Shao to marry and have children, let's let go of that magical ID!

PS:

Explosive word count.

If it's three thousand per chapter, I can guarantee it when I go back to school, probably.

I'll try!