Milk me quickly [E-sports]

Like a ghost, Song Shi watched the whole game and remembered the player named "Tang".

With Song Shi's current level, she still can't see anything special about the opponent's style of play. She just thinks that she is very powerful, very powerful. She is obviously already headed against the wind, so she just pulls back bit by bit calmly.

Even the commentary said that it is not easy to turn this situation against the wind.

Song Shi searched her information and found a blind spot.

She is also a student of University A, and a student of the business school on the same campus as her, but Song Shi had never seen her before.

How blind did you have to be before to ignore such a cold and noble beauty?

Song Shi began to doubt herself.

Because their home is close to school, Song Shi and Song Xue only went to school on Monday morning, because Song Shi had a hard time playing games until midnight the night before.

"Xiaoxue, ask mom to take a leave of absence for me. I really can't do it anymore. I feel like I'm going to die suddenly at any moment."

Song Xue's whole face was radiant, completely different from the sluggish Song Shi.She folded her arms around her chest, leaning against the door, and said quietly: "Then I'll just say it straight, tell mom that you play games all night and don't go to class."

Song Shi: "...Is this something people do?"

"Why not? I'll give you 10 minutes to pack up and go downstairs, or I'll tell mom, you..."

"Okay, okay, let's go out, can't I go to class?!"

Song Shi interrupted her and kicked her out. This black-bellied younger sister used her parents to oppress her every time. The key point was that she couldn't do anything about it.

After washing up, Song Shi felt much better. She smiled in the mirror and did not forget to praise herself.

"As expected of a 19-year-old girl, staying up two nights in a row can be energetic!"

Immediately after he finished speaking, he withered away, leaning on the sink and thinking to himself, if possible, of course it would be better to catch up on sleep, now I feel like I am stepping on the cotton, feeling like I am in a trance.

"Shishi, are you awake, why are you looking listless?" Xiang Jie asked with concern when she saw her daughter's appearance.

Song Shi was overjoyed, pretending to be weak, and said: "Mom, I feel a little uncomfortable, maybe I have a cold, can I rest at home?"

Xiang Jie took a step forward, put her hand on Song Shi's forehead, and asked doubtfully, "I don't have a fever, so what's wrong?"

"It's just uncomfortable, nauseating." Song Shi leaned her head on her mother's shoulder, opened her eyes and said nonsense.

"Oh, that's terrible. Don't be sick. Eat breakfast first. After eating, mom will accompany you to the hospital. If it's serious, you'll need a bottle or something."

When Song Shi heard the word "hanging bottle", she bounced it immediately, sat down obediently, picked up the bread and took a bite.

"Suddenly I feel a lot better. It tastes delicious. It may be an illusion just now."

Xiang Jie and the youngest daughter exchanged a look, and they knew each other tacitly.Long before Song Shi came down, Song Xue had told her that her sister might be pretending to be sick, and sure enough, everything was under their control.

Song Shi didn't like going to school since she was a child, she often pretended to be sick and skipped school, but her grades didn't drop, so they and the teacher turned a blind eye, but they didn't expect that she would play this game at such an age A trick that can be seen through at a glance.

The more you live, the more you go back.

"Your uncle has a lecture at University A in the afternoon, you two must join me, do you hear?"

Song Xue nodded, she quite liked listening to her uncle's lectures.

Song Shi stopped chewing, and said vaguely: "Uncle, an associate professor of University B, why did he come to our school to give lectures? Every time his lectures are overcrowded, I can't even grab a seat."

Having said so much, what Song Shi actually wanted to express was that she didn't want to listen to her uncle's lectures, so she might as well go back to the dormitory to sleep if she had this time.

Hearing what she said, Xiang Jie raised her brows, "Your principal invited your uncle to go, and everyone else is so generous. Does it make sense for you, a niece, not to go?"

"Mom, you don't need to worry about it. As long as we don't tell, no one will know about my relationship with uncle. Besides, the students in our school all go for the sake of uncle's appearance. There must be no empty seats. I don't need to cheer. "

"Don't tell me that there is nothing, you have to go anyway. Xiaoxue, keep an eye on her, if you don't go, I will break her leg."

"Okay mom, I'll definitely keep an eye on my sister." Song Xue glanced at Song Shi with a gloating smile on her lips.

Song Poetry: Numb.jpg.

Back at school, Song Shi spent the morning class with strength, and answered the teacher's questions perfectly. If it wasn't for the occasional chick pecking at the rice, no one would have noticed that she was deserting.

Zhu Qianqian sat next to her with her back straight and very serious.

"Shishi, are you feeling unwell, do you want to ask for leave and go back to rest?"

Hearing this, Song Shi patted her cheek and cheered herself up, "It's okay, get out of class will be over soon."

One class in the Faculty of Liberal Arts lasted for one morning, and the old professor quoted the classics, so the time passed quickly.

After class, Song Shi didn't even eat lunch, and went straight back to the dormitory, fell headfirst on the bed, and fell into a dark sleep.

In the dream, she returned to the canyon where she "died" countless times, and behind her was a beautiful woman with a sword chasing her.

"Shishi, Shishi, wake up."

Song Shi opened her eyes, and looked at Yu Yiran in front of her with a dazed expression, still a little confused about the situation.

"Did you have a nightmare? I heard you raving all the time, and it happened that it was almost time, so I woke you up."

Yu Yiran put on lipstick while talking, and pursed her lips in front of the mirror, her lips were plump and beautiful.

Song Shi recalled the dream just now, blushed slightly, and pretended to be calm: "It's okay, don't we have no classes this afternoon, where are you going?"

Yu Yiran turned to look at her with an excited face: "Did you forget that Professor Xiang Yan will give a lecture today? I was notified last week. We have to go early, and we won't be able to get a seat if we go late."

Song Shi sighed, got off the bed and put on her shoes, "Let's go, find a location with the right time and place (convenient for sleeping)."

The two set off to the lecture theater. Even if they came half an hour earlier, there were already many people in the classroom, which showed the charm of Professor Xiang.Song Shi took a fancy to a seat near the window and back, and sat there.

"Shishi, let Lingling sit next to you, and Qianqian and I will sit behind you."

Song Shi returned an "OK" gesture, lay down and continued to sleep.

It would be great if I could continue the previous dream.

Although the face of the person in the dream was a little fuzzy, she recognized those eyes, it was the person she glimpsed.

It was originally a scary dream, but when she realized who it was, she turned back and turned the horror into a fragrant one. If Yu Yiran didn't wake her up suddenly, she would have kissed that delicious-looking lips.

Thinking of this, Song Shi's ears turned red quietly.

I have lived for 19 years, although I am not ascetic, I seldom have this kind of dream. I did not expect that the first fantasy object turned out to be a person who only exists in the mobile phone.

Thinking of this, Song Shi felt embarrassed for thinking about other people's dirty thoughts, and buried her head in her arms.

"Student, can I sit here?"

A pleasant voice came, and Song Shi raised his eyes, his pupils suddenly dilated.

Heck!

How could the person in the dream appear in front of her? !

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After writing for a day, there was a problem with the codeword software, and I didn't save it, so it was numb.