Protagonist's life?Take it!

What is the fun of the game?

This question seemed to have a spell that changed all the atmosphere.

The white-clothed swordsman stood silently in a daze among the forests, the fine sunlight shone through the mottled leaves of the dense forest, and the wind swayed the shadows, making the expression on his face sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.

"Probably, it's because everything can be started from the beginning, just like a second life." Zi Zaitian's tone suddenly turned vicissitudes, "Here, as long as you work hard, you have to see results, and all unsatisfactory things in reality can be avoided. Know who you are, no one cares where you're from."

"Well, it makes sense." Vaguely feeling that he seemed to have touched some memories of the other party, Cheng Ying responded with some reservations.Although he disagrees with this escapist attitude, he has no position to preach to people.

Fortunately, Zizaitian's melancholy literary style didn't last long, and soon changed his face again, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth: "Tsk, don't fall in love with brother!"

Cheng Ying watched him calmly: "Judging from your words and deeds, you will not be older than me."

"..." Why do you always have to be serious about things that are not the point at all, Zi Zaitian poked the ground with the tip of his sword annoyed, "You are still very young in this field, rookie!"

There was something else to say, but Zi Zaitian was taken aback suddenly, his eyes became electronic and lost focus, Cheng Ying knew that this was because the other party's sense of something in reality had temporarily left the game.

Sure enough, after a while, Zi Zaitian came back to his senses, and his face was a little impatient: "I have something to do, so I won't play with you." After saying that, he hurriedly logged off.

The figure of the swordsman in white disappeared without a trace in front of his eyes, and without an opponent, Cheng Ying was sent out of the battle interface by teleportation.Looking at the time, but it was still earlier than the expected offline time, Cheng Ying opened his skills interface boredly.

Basic skills without proficiency that were learned before level 10 are meaningless. These days, the primary internal skill "Ming Yu Kung Fu", the primary hidden weapon skill "Mu Ling Yu Xian" of physical arts, the primary dagger _ Proficient in "Bengtian Zhan", the elementary lightness skill "Wind Step", Taoism-like body protection, elixir, psychic power-like Sky Eye Watching Qi, and spell-like wood-type entanglement.

However, there are still many skills such as sound transmission into secrets, the other four series of five-element spells, alchemy and poison refining that are highly respected by Zizaitian, but they have not yet learned.Maybe, in order to play more colorfully, he should go back to the game to do missions to learn skills?

["Ding", you have a phone call in reality, is it connected? ] The system prompt sounded without warning.

Cheng Ying just thought about it for a moment, then quit the game, left the game cabin and connected the phone.On the visible screen was a young woman with a ponytail who looked very energetic. When she saw Chengying connected to the phone, she immediately said cheerfully: "Senior, senior! I found you! I need your help with something! "

This woman's name is Wei Jiaqi, and she's a student from the first year of research in Chengying School.Cheng Ying was a graduate student who was recommended by undergraduates to go directly to our school. He was the president of the student union when he was an undergraduate. After entering the graduate school, he wanted to get in touch with the family business and had his own investment and business plan. The president of the student union.

Back then when Cheng Ying was still in the student union, Wei Jiaqi was an officer. He was very lively and capable, and had a lot of contact with Cheng Ying. After he succeeded, he sometimes asked Cheng Ying for help.This time it was because the school celebration was coming soon, and the Student Union was organizing a party, and Wei Jiaqi wanted to invite Chengying to perform the piano at the party.

Cheng Ying can play the piano. He has practiced it since he was a child. He has been practicing it for more than ten years, and his level is definitely good.But Cheng Ying is not very interested in the piano, this is just because he needs some talent as a child of a big family.

"There are art students in the school." Cheng Ying declined.

"Oh, they don't have the popularity of your senior! Who will fight for the top when the senior comes out! Senior, you will help!" Wei Jiaqi persisted.

Cheng Ying has outstanding looks, extraordinary family background, excellent grades and talent. She has been regarded as a prince charming by many girls, but Cheng Ying knows that she is interested in her sexuality. Instead, they felt that he was a decent man and were even more sought after.This is what Wei Jiaqi paid more attention to when he asked Cheng Ying to perform.

In fact, Cheng Ying is really not interested in showing off, but he has no reason to say it.Or, in fact, it would be less troublesome to agree?

Cheng Ying was silent.

But Wei Jiaqi thought his attitude was soft, and quickly said: "That's it, the recording studio of the music club is waiting for you tomorrow!" Then he immediately closed the call as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

A cold light flashed in Chengying's black eyes, but after all it was just a trivial matter, even though it was to drive ducks to the shelves, Chengying kindly agreed.There are only so many people in the world who think they are smart and careful to calculate, but they don't know what they really lost after calculating.

At the same time, in an apartment that was so messy that it would be cold, there was a soft mechanical sound, and the only light in the night came from the faint blue fluorescence of the holographic game cabin.

The game cabin opened, and the thin young man stepped out of the computer cabin, staggered into the bathroom, unscrewed the water pipe, splashed cold water on his face, let out a soft sigh, and the dim light pulled the dejected shadow behind him The old man, the long flowing sea in front of his forehead was wet by cold water, casting a large shadow on his pale face, except for his bright black eyes like stars.

Liang Tian took the towel and wiped it while turning into the kitchen. There was an extra-large freezer in the kitchen.

"Meet you again, I miss you so much - the beauty inside." He said to himself in front of the freezer.

He took out the last box of instant noodles inside and heated it with light waves, then returned to the main house, kicked away a few sundries and managed to find a place to eat.

"Well, it's really familiar." He took two bites and raised his head to look at the lights outside the window, "Maybe it's a little too deserted?" He turned around and looked at the various electronic devices piled up in the room, all of which were quietly on standby During this time, many things flowed through his eyes, and finally he lowered his head and stuffed another mouthful of noodles, "That's it."

It's been a long time since I went to school. Everyone in the university chooses different courses, especially after the junior year, the number of courses gradually decreases. Even if I don't share the same class with my classmates, I may not see them for a semester.Unexpectedly, the monitor would still think that there is someone like him in the class. Should it be said that he feels honored?

Because of the school celebration cultural performance, the head teacher _ was in charge of mobilizing all the students to help.Liang Tian knew that a small role like himself who was so low-key that people would ignore him was not an insignificant handyman when he went, and no one would notice if he went or not.But he went anyway, because everyone was told to go, because most of them turned out to be handymen, and because he just wanted to live in peace and not argue.Go with the flow, that's all.

He convinced himself: "Maybe it's time to go out."

Early the next morning, Liang Tian put on an old sportswear, which was gray and white with no distinctive features.The person in the mirror, all the advantages that should have been eye-catching were dimmed under his melancholy and quiet attire, only a pair of eyes showed sparks.But after Liang Tian took out a large pair of flat glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose, everything really disappeared.

The office area of ​​the Student Union was in a state of turmoil, with people in various positions coming and going in a hurry and noisy voices.Under the command of a student union officer, Liang Tian and several other people he didn't know carried the props and materials used for the venue layout.After all, they are all students, although they are working while chatting, looking around and asking for gossip.After not moving much, the other people started chatting with the officers of the student union, and then inquired with other officers passing by. After a while, they all disappeared. Only Liang Tian was ignored because of his taciturnity. People work in silence.

A burst of clear and pleasant piano sounds came from outside, like a clear spring entering the heart, which made people feel refreshed.The sound of the piano is like a wise traveler, leading people to follow him through solemn churches, splendid palaces, trickling rivers, ancient ruins, and gloomy history. To the endless future.

Liang Tian never knew that he still had artistic talents, and he could stand still while listening to piano music. He lowered his head and retreated to a corner.Everyone in front and around seemed to be attracted by the sudden noise.

"Hey, what's over there?"

Not far from him, several girls who were making publicity boards asked in low voices.

"Are you a freshman? Over there is the club activity center." Another girl with short hair replied.

"Is that played by the senior of the school's music club? It's so nice!"

"Hehe, you don't know that! I heard that President Wei invited Senior Cheng back. This is Senior Cheng playing the piano!"

"Who is Senior Cheng?" The freshman girl became curious.

"You don't even know Senior Cheng? You're too ignorant!" Another girl with a ponytail said, "Senior Cheng was the previous student council president, and President Wei succeeded him after he was promoted to graduate school."

"At that time, Senior Cheng's student union was even more beautiful than it is now! He was still recommended for further studies, with good grades and talents, and Senior Cheng was amazing!" the short-haired girl said nympho.

"I heard that Senior Cheng is a school girl, very handsome, and many girls chase after him, is it true?"

"It's true, but he doesn't seem to have had a girlfriend. Why, tempted?"

"No way! I hate it!"

"I heard that becoming a senior's family is not easy?"

"I don't know about that. Senior Cheng is quite peaceful, so I can't tell."

The sound of the piano had already left as if waking up from a dream, but the girls were still chattering non-stop, and more and more people joined, each of them getting more and more excited.

Liang Tian looked out of the window. Behind the student union office area was the club activity center building. Not long ago, there was the sound of a qin like rain, and the background behind him was full of gossip and rumors about the qin player.

Liang Tian lowered his head mockingly, and pushed his heavy black-rimmed glasses.

The kind of person who is the pride of heaven and himself is not in the same world.

Cheng Ying spent a whole day, and finally finalized the performance with Wei Jiaqi, and tried to play a few pieces with the grand piano of the music club under Wei Jiaqi's strong request.Without looking at Wei Jiaqi's excited eyes, he knew that he was making a stunt for Wei Jiaqi.

Cheng Ying played casually according to the feeling during the practice, secretly and steadily thinking about the plan to develop future contacts from classmates: Wei Jiaqi has the strongest ability, but his temperament is a bit too much Eager for quick success and instant benefit, seeking completeness and blame, in the end it is embarrassing and useful.

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