Quick Transmigration: Tsundere God, please sit down

Cen Mu hooked Gu Shi's shoulders and took him out of the room, "Xueba, of course we have to find a place to study. Let's go to the study."

Gu Shi's eyesight is pretty good, and Cen Mu's computer screen is not too small. Gu Shi stayed on it for a few more seconds, and asked on the way into the study, "You, the anchor?"

Cen Mu smiled embarrassedly: "It's just for fun. Anyway, in the age of the Internet, playing games is also playing. Why don't you share it with everyone. How interesting it is to play together, right?"

Gu Shi nodded and analyzed carefully: "This game is modified according to dbd. If it doesn't work, I'm afraid the game rules will have to be reset in the next season. Or modify the rules of the high-end game, otherwise it will be too unbalanced. There's no way to win."

Cen Mu was a little surprised, as if he had found a confidant, he held Gu Shi's hand almost out of excitement, and said to him: Xueba, you know the hearts of us butchers so well!

Of course, he doesn't have the courage now.

I don't know why, but I always feel a little bit of pressure when I'm with Xueba.

Cen Mu just nodded heavily, "Yes, Xueba, we butcher players really have a good attitude. We keep saying that it's fine, and we don't have any partners to cooperate. It's really difficult to fight alone."

Gu Shi nodded in agreement.

Cen Mu remembered to ask: "Hey, Xueba, do you play games too? Have you ever played this d5?"

Gu Shidao: "In the past, dbd players used to play d5 during the internal beta test, but I didn't play it after that. I occasionally watch their live broadcasts. The ranking of the high-end games is still remarkable."

"Awesome, Xueba!" Cen Mu's affection for Gu Shi suddenly soared. How could there be someone who is good at playing games and good at studying?

Alas, other people's children can play and learn.

Unlike him, he keeps losing in games, and he has been live streaming for almost a year, and his popularity has never risen.And study is not good.

Thinking about the make-up exams at the beginning of school, Cen Mu almost wanted to hit the tofu on his head and commit suicide.

big head.

Baldness.

In life, if you don't work hard, you don't know how bad you can be.

"You are also very good." Gu Shi actually praised him.

Cen Mu felt that Gu Shi was mocking him, "Xueba, don't laugh at me like that, the interface where I just suffered a crushing defeat is still open on the computer."

Gu Shi's expression was very serious: "I know, but you are a butcher. Go to the leaderboard and see how many times the number one butcher wins, and then look at your own, and you will know that you are not bad. And, have the courage It is already very powerful to keep beating the butcher."

Cen Mu was deeply moved, and every sentence came to his heart.

Xueba is so kind, I really want to give him a bear hug!

But summing up lessons from experience, Cen Mu still decided to behave in front of Gu Shi, "Thank you Xueba for guessing, I will sum it up properly!"

Gu Shi nodded like a teacher: "Well, it doesn't matter if you lose the game, just sum up why you lost. I observed the game feedback, and many fans of Emperor Tu on the list have already commented and asked for the rules to be rectified. It is estimated that in the next season, they will not be able to play black, and they can only cooperate with their intuition."

Cen Mu nodded, and then found a new problem: "Hey, Xueba, why do you pay attention to game feedback?"

The two talked shoulder to shoulder for so long, but no one felt hot.

Gu Shi took out a book, it was in C language, and Cen Mu failed last semester.

Headache.

I get a headache when I read the book, let alone the book he failed the subject.

Xueba, take the book away, you are going to faint.