Xie Yan didn't want to speak, but he couldn't beat Shi Sang to brush more than a dozen pieces in a row. He shouted as if he was screaming at the soul, so he had to reply to him perfunctorily.

Xie Yan:【.】

"..." Shi Sang's call to the soul came to an abrupt end.

This is about to overflow the perfunctory screen.

As a good player in the liven up the atmosphere, Shi Sang immediately expressed his dissatisfaction: [No, brother, you are too perfunctory, are you? People praise you, don’t you have to reciprocate?]

Xie Yan was not very interested: [Why, I need to praise him again?]

Shi Sang thought for a while: [This is not necessary, your praise is not something that ordinary people can bear. But have you seen the brother of the class representative say, come up with an idea?]

Xie Yan pulled up the barrage area, glanced at the barrage above, and then kindly suggested: [Oh, it is recommended to change the alarm clock to suona, take online classes when you wake up, and go on the road if you don’t wake up.]

“…”

Not only Shi Sang, but also the barrage on the video immediately became quiet.

For a moment, Old Chen began to doubt whether his network had started to get stuck.

The beautiful little sweet classmate in the world always has the magic that can make people shut up instantly.

The next day, at 6:30 in the morning.

Before the sky could be fully lit, the city library was already brightly lit, and the postgraduate entrance examination party occupied most of the space.

Lin Er found a seat by the window and sat down. As soon as he took out his laptop, Xie Yan sent a message from WeChat: [Hot milk, or soy milk?]

Lin Er glanced at him and replied to him while turning on the computer: [Soy milk bar.]

But after posting this sentence, she added another one with concern: [Brother, don’t add sugar to me with your standards, I don’t want it to be so sweet.]

Xie Yan:【Okay.】

Five minutes later, a cup of soy milk appeared in front of her out of thin air.

Liner blinked and turned his head.

Xie Yan stood beside her, holding one hand on the edge of the table, and holding soy milk in the other hand, half bent over to look at her.

After meeting Liner's gaze, he straightened his waist a little, inserted the soy milk into the straw, put it on her hand, and said, "Add a little sugar."

Liner said "Oh" in response.

Xie Yan took off the schoolbag on his right shoulder, placed it on the table, and then pulled open the chair and sat down.

He glanced at her computer screen casually and asked casually: "What are you looking at?"

"TV series." When answering this, Liner's eyes were still stuck to the screen and did not move away.

Seeing that she was so obsessed with seeing, Xie Yan raised his hand and took one of her headphones, then leaned towards her.

It seemed that he wanted to watch it together, and Lin Er didn't say anything, but just tilted the computer screen toward him so that he could see it more clearly.

The plot just ends.

The long shot is shot to the end, slowly opening the prelude to the vixen burning of the Ten Thousand Ghost City of Fengdu.

The rumored Lord Baihu Mountain God, who was ruthless and ignorant, walked into the sea of ​​fire in the royal city step by step with a cold and decisive body that was able to break the wind and snow, holding his little disciple who had been dead for a long time, and stepped into the sea of ​​fire in the royal city step by step, and never came out again.

Three lives of love, but three lives of life will not end well. As the bgm of "The leaves of the sycamore tree are raining at the third hour, and the sound of leaves is separation" gradually sounded, and the barrage of "The war song starts, cry for me" was crazily played on the video.
Chapter completed!