Catch a mango baby

The person who knocked on the door just now was Zero?

As soon as this thought came up, it was cut off by Ji Mang.

Where did such a coincidence come from, he thought a little unhappily, if it was such a coincidence, would he still be so bad today?

Completely cut off this thought, and in an instant, he stared at the game window with full attention, for fear of missing something important again.

[System]: The gang league registration deadline has ended, and a total of [-] gang teams have successfully registered!

Twenty or so huge Chinese characters filled the game interface, and when the system message automatically receded, the "drawing lots" came on stage.

[System]: Team captains are asked to click the [Confirm Lottery] button within 1 minute to count down (60) seconds.

This time, none of the team members had the opportunity to catch up with the urging. Zero pressed the confirmation button at 59 seconds. After waiting for 1 minute, a small window popped up on the game interface of each team member.

[System]: Congratulations to the team "tc" for successfully entering Group B and participating in the qualifying match with the team "Ying々月" in Group A at 20:00 tomorrow (30 to 15) in the arena.

Seeing this result, everyone had an urge to lie down like Ge You...

Although arrogant soldiers are bound to be defeated, even Mao Zedong once said: "Any thought that relaxes the will to fight and underestimates the enemy is wrong."

However, all members of tc said that the opponent is too disheveled to be uninterested, so we can't blame us at all!

Row after row of game schedules were displayed in the chat window, which can be regarded as the completion of today's task. While Jimang heaved a sigh of relief, he glanced at the battle arrangements of each team and found that the team "Zongheng Xueyu" was also defeated. assigned to Group A.

"See you in the final."

[Team]: You're done, it's ok for everyone to come early tomorrow

[Team] Walnut 113: No problem

[Team] Mao's mental retardation: It seems that I can play casually tomorrow, sister, I have to rush homework

[Team] Bearded Uncle: Then I'll help my wife bring up the baby!

The cat and the uncle went offline one after another. Ji Mang didn't even bother to explain to Hu Tao, so he quickly private messaged another person.

[Private Chat] Yi Shui Weihan: Profiteer otz...

[Private chat] There is no small jj for profiteers: == Why is this a way of greeting, what's wrong with you

[Private chat] Yi Shui Weihan: otz is fine, just treat me as sick

[Private chat] The profiteer has a little jj: It looks a lot like it, what's the matter, is the registration over?

[Private Chat] Yi Shui Weihan: Well, Group B, we will fight with a small gang tomorrow, no pressure

[Private chat] There is no small jj for profiteers: I heard that you are Zhu Rong's main focus, and that guy put a ruthless message on the gang channel saying that he will fuck you in the finals

[Private chat] Yi Shui Weihan:? ? ?

[Private chat] There is no little jj for profiteers: Just listen to it as a joke, and I will say it as a joke too:)

[Private Chat] Yi Shui Weihan: Hehe, it is necessary :)

It seemed a relaxed and happy atmosphere, but Ji Mang was sweating in his heart at this moment. He didn't know where it came from, which made his mouth dry inexplicably.

As a result, he was extremely hesitant, so it's better not to ask, he thought.

[Private chat] There is no small jj for profiteers: Do you want to ask me about the rain and wind?

Ji Mang froze for a moment, and was instantly struck by these words to the deepest part of his heart, like a dark night full of thunder and rain, he opened the window suddenly, and in an instant, his head was blown unconscious by the fierce wind that was scrambling to get in.

He was almost out of breath just now, but after taking a deep breath, he was able to pretend to be relaxed and reply to the profiteer.

[Private chat] Yi Shui Weihan: Haha, you know all about this~ But, if you call your gang leader's wife like this, aren't you afraid of being bullied?

[Private chat] There is no small jj for profiteers: I'm just a businessman who is in the gang to do business. Let me beat the gang. Besides, this is not talking to you, so buddies can be so unfettered, don't you think so?

[Private Chat] Yi Shui Weihan: Yes =v=

[Private chat] The profiteer has little jj: she participated in this league

[Private chat] Yi Shui Weihan: So did she participate in this league?

Both are issued at the same time.

[Private Chat] Yi Shui Weihan:! ! ! ! !

[Private Chat] Yi Shui Weihan: Okay, I see, thank you.

[Private chat] There is no small jj for profiteers: It has been so many years, Lao Yi, actually I still really want to know the love and hatred between you, I remember when I first met you, I felt your deep love for Zongheng Enmity...

[Private chat] Yi Shui Weihan: otz has a long story, the beginning of the story probably starts from the moment I was born

[Private chat] There is no small jj for profiteers: stop, stop, stop!Give me nonsense again, hey, I will just mention it casually, if you don’t want to say it, don’t say it, when you want to say it, remember, buddies are always

[Private chat] Yi Shui Weihan: Hahaha got it!

I don't know when, it started to rain outside the window, pattering, it was really not heavy.Xu Cheng had just finished playing a round, and felt that the chill was getting worse in winter, so he looked out the window and said, "It's raining lightly."

"If you don't go back, it will be difficult to go back when it rains heavily." Ji Mang suggested.

"Okay." Xu Cheng didn't feel much today, and it was getting late, so he might as well go back to the dormitory early and lie down and play with his phone.

The two of them checked out and got off the plane. When they came out of the Internet cafe, they got into the rain and fog alone. The rain was not heavy, and they walked in a hurry, but they still couldn't avoid getting their down jackets wet.

The food stall was covered by a canopy, and the business was as usual. I don't know if it was caused by the rain. Ji Mang lost his appetite for supper. Xu Cheng wanted to order a roasted cold noodle to take away, and Ji Mang waited for him while taking shelter from the rain.

Alleys, stalls, bustling crowds.

In the misty rain, the whole world seemed to be blocked in the dense rain like a cobweb. Ji Mang looked aimlessly, leaving only vague outlines everywhere.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Xu Cheng's roasted cold noodles were packed, and he walked over to take a picture of Ji Mang.

Ji Mang came back to his soul immediately after being patted by him: "Oh, it's nothing."

Seeing that Ji Mang was in a daze, Xu Cheng thought he was sick, and said, "Are you okay, are you drenched in the rain..."

Before Xu Cheng could finish speaking, Ji Mang pulled Xu Cheng out of the awning and said, "Let's go, the rain will probably get heavier and heavier."

Xu Cheng felt that there was something wrong with him, but he couldn't tell where it was wrong, but thought he was thinking too much, and hurriedly said: "Oh, wait for me."

That night, Ji Mang took a hot bath and fell asleep early.

In his dream, he dreamed about many, many years ago, and the people he missed very much.

The little girl was on the shoulders of a boy who was slightly older than her. She stretched out her hands with all her strength, trying to reach the immature fruits on the mango tree.

"Be careful, don't fall." The boy was a little frightened, his shoulders and neck were tired second, he was afraid that his sister would accidentally fall back, so that the skin would not be broken again.

The little girl smiled innocently: "Brother, brother! Come over to the right!"

Hearing what the little girl said, the boy quickly took a small step to the right and said, "Is that enough?"

"Brother, take a big step, I'm about to meet the ripest mango!" The little girl said again.

Just as the boy was about to take another step, a woman's voice came from not far away.

"Ji Mang! Ji Siyu! I said you can't pick the fruit before it's ripe!"

His pupils dilated and his breathing stopped.

Ji Mang woke up from his dream. In the well-heated room, he felt a lot of cold sweat on his back.

this dream again...

His consciousness became blurred, his eyes closed again, as if he felt a gust of southerly wind blowing, but more or less with a heat wave, he was in that place, the mango trees were densely packed, the birds in the forest were looking for food, and the weeds were blowing with the wind Swaying, like the undulating waves of the sea, he wanted to reach out and touch it, but found that he couldn't touch anything.

It was midsummer, and the boy in the orchard weaved a garland of long and thin weeds for the little girl, and then put it on for her with his own hands.

The little girl asked, brother, am I beautiful in this wreath?

The boy replied, it looks good, just as beautiful as a big star on TV.

The little girl asked again, brother, will I become a big star in the future?I don't want to grow mangoes like my parents.

The boy asked back, why don't you grow mangoes like your parents?

The little girl replied, because Mom and Dad worked too hard growing mangoes. When I become a big star, Mom and Dad won’t have to work so hard!

The boy said, you are so good, then you will become a big star, and your brother will help you grow mangoes at home, and then your parents will be able to eat watermelons with a fan at home, okay?

The little girl smiled and said, OK~ Then we have agreed!

The rain sprinkled from the sky to every corner, and even the most easily overlooked places were wet.

Like human tears, drop by drop, clean and transparent.

"Life is like this. It always grows through hard work and shines brightly in running water. It seems that I have seen myself somewhere, and when troubles come again." Master Yancan said so.

The screen jumps, the boy has grown up, and has become a boy who writes hard every night. His grades are excellent, and the teacher will praise him, "Ji Mang will definitely become the number one student in our county's middle school" and "Ji Mang will definitely be admitted to 985 University. Glory".

The little girl has also grown up, but she has become a girl who can't learn how to learn, and simply sleeps in class. Her grades are at the bottom. The teacher suggested to her, "Ji Siyu, you are so beautiful, if you really can't do it, just transfer to learn broadcasting and hosting."

later.

She said to him: "Brother, I don't want to study anymore, I don't think I am suitable."

He said to her, "If you don't understand anything, you can ask your brother. Those who study liberal arts and science are fine."

She said to him again: "Even the teacher thinks that I can't study well, so she suggested that I learn broadcasting and hosting."

He said to her, "What about you, do you want to learn?"

"It's too expensive, and we have to transfer to a school in the city. Our family doesn't have that kind of money," she said.

"It's okay, let's go to study, the family still has savings." He said, "Parents must also want you to study hard so that you can be admitted to a good university in the future."