Five people popped out of the owl and hanged on the tree one by one.

"Stop watching the fun, save me quickly!" He didn't even dare to move his fingers, for fear of breaking the balance of force.

"Wait, I'll find a stationery to pick you up." Li Xiasha raised his arm and scratched his arm with nothing.

"..." Qi Shan wanted to jump down and smash him to die together.

"Is it done?" Li Zijin asked Han Buting, with uncertainty and uneasiness.

Han Buting opened the WeChat group on his mobile phone, and the first one was asked carefully by a friend - was it successful?

Then came Captain Xu's answer in seconds - before five o'clock, all thirteen owl jades were destroyed, what do you think?

There is also an evil smile emoticon pack behind it.

At this point, the owl stalked in the WeChat group of the Beijing Branch, which had been established for less than a week, was swept crazy. In less than half a minute, the screen was filled with "hahahaha" and "laughing expression packs" of various styles, genders, and species, and burst into a sea of ​​magic.

Li Zijin looked at Le and felt relieved, and finally dared to ask: "What did I dream of?"

He didn't expect that he would be the one who stayed in the dark room this time, but he had no idea what nightmare he had. When he woke up, he felt confused and even more uneasy.

Fortunately, his teammates succeeded, otherwise he would be a sinner.

"What did you dream about?" Li Xia was meaningful, "I have to ask Qi Shan."

The plums raised their heads, and the moon hung in the air, and they were all hanging on the tops.

"Your Millennium Falcon!" Qi Shan couldn't wait to take credit, but when the moment came, he was a little shy about the fans. The second half of the sentence was low, "And my Tetris."

Li Zi was stunned: "Your, Tetris?"

If Qi Shilong gets closer, he can catch the dangerously rising tail sound, but he hung too high.

"I didn't expect it, I told you, and I didn't expect it. After playing for a long time, I found that the operating system was so fucking familiar! Later, when the metal plate was removed, we opened your Millennium Falcon! Who are you in the source of fear?"

"You." Li Zi had no expression on her face.

His lack of emotions complemented each other, and he was shy and excited for a while, and he was super supplemented: "You said why are we so destined to be so destined? You can even collide with such an unpopular game! I had to know that the Millennium Falcon was you, so how could I kill you? I could carry the eight-handed sedan chair to give you the top of the list!"

Li Zijin: "..."

Qi Shan: "It's a pity that I can't record the video. I played the game just now so beautifully. I'm too familiar with Tetris' routine. I'm just playing with it, and it can be considered as indirectly helping you revenge, right?"

Li Zi walked to the tree and spread her arms: "Down."

His figure was still as thin as a young man, and he looked like a younger brother was about to catch his elder brother. Qi Shan was afraid that he would smash his idol: "You let Yan Ge come over."

Li Zijin didn't move, and looked up at him: "It's okay, come down, I have something to say to you."

Qi Qian's heartbeat accelerated, and he reached out to touch the piece of clothing he was hooked on his back. He pulled it down without hesitation, and his body fell freely.

Li Zijin was finally hit and fell to the ground. But the moment Qi Shin pounced on him, he closed his arms and protected the man firmly.

The two of them fell together and were safe and sound.

Qi Shan let himself press onto his idol, and he was so happy that he had no desire for life: "What do you want to say to me?"

Li Zijin was as calm as an emotional killer: "You have been expelled from the fan."

At the same time, Zhu Mo, who was far away in Guizhou, received a private chat on WeChat—

hbt: Success?

The WeChat group was so excited that this person asked him alone...

If it weren't for the identity of "the person who was flirted with", Zhu Mo really wanted to teach Han Buting to chat with him step by step.

Seeing that he looked at the phone with a subtle look, Zou Jun casually glanced at the screen: "It's very... perverted? Who is this person?"

Zhu Mo was stunned. Usually, if he added someone he didn't know much, he would modify the other party's notes to his real name for easy identification. When he modified this person, he was worried that the other party would get angry one day and what shouldn't be posted, which caused misunderstandings. He took a long turn and the notes became an acronym.

Now, he feels guilty.

Zou Jun asked casually, turned around and rushed to the emoticon battle with his cell phone.

Zhu Mo changed Han Buting's notes back, hesitated for a while, and sent a reply: Yes.

Most people should understand the meaning when they see such a word.

But Captain Han is not an ordinary person.

Han Buting: Did you send the wrong message?

Zhu Mo was tired, even more tired than passing the level: No.

Han Buting: I'm very happy.

"..." Zhu Mo had a subtle sense of oppression as he was commented by the old professor.

Han Buting: Wait for me.

A few minutes later.

Han Buting: Okay, let’s continue.

Zhu Mo became curious: What did you do?

Han Buting: Log out of WeChat account.

red and black:??

Zhu Mo: Are you talking to me?

Han Buting: Now I’m talking to you about the large number, and the cancelled small number.

Zhu Mo: Why do you need to cancel?

It’s not surprising that one person has multiple WeChat accounts. What Zhu Mo doesn’t understand is that he talks to him very much, but why did he suddenly think of canceling his account?

Han Buting: If you are willing to chat with me in a big account, you won’t need a small account anymore.

"..." He understood now.

Han Buting: When I go back later, I will send you my resume. If you think it is OK, we will proceed to the next step.

Resume? Next step? Zhu Mo saw that he knew every word and was confused when he combined it. He couldn't think about it carefully. When he thought about it, he felt like he saw a big pit, and the cold wind blew out from the bottom of the pit.

Han Buting: You should understand what I mean, right?

Zhu Mo took a deep breath, and the air on the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau finally calmed him down: Actually, he didn't quite understand.

He didn't want to know his height, hometown, hobbies, career experience and all the weird information that might appear!

Han Buting: It’s okay. You go back to the hotel first and have a good sleep. The future is long.

When we were sitting in the back row of the taxi together, Zou Jun saw Zhu Mo pressing his phone very seriously. The screen was a page where the WeChat revisioned the name of the note. The original note had been deleted. Zhu Mo was entering three new words - very abnormal.

"Yes, it's very direct to modifying Chinese." Zou Jun saw hbt last time, and this time he saw it very abnormal. He had no idea that he had missed a modification.

Han Buting, who was far away in Guangdong, didn't know that he had a name briefly before he became a pervert.

If there is any team that is seriously passing the level this night, it must be the colorful charge Yahui men's team. At 4:37, the story line was about to go to the school to find a teacher, and reported that the bad boy D had taken care of her child. The bad boy D was deposed and suspended from class. The handsome boy B did not dare to say a word to him from beginning to end.

After the pop-up, Captain Yahui did the first thing he did was to denounce him, and he was really scolded: "Scumbag!"

The plot staff who plays the handsome senior B is an innocent team that does not know the truth. They endured the mental illness of their two opponents for a night, especially himself, who was forced by the plot and accompanied the bad boy to death to KTV repeatedly. This boyfriend is a master of his ability, and finally got such a reputation?

Let's talk about it...

"Is this the plot you took out? OK?" The screenwriter gave the blame to the actors, what logic!

But the two opponents were no longer afraid of them. Ten people hugged each other, shouted and danced, and were as festive as a group of wedding men.

The handsome senior B was also owed, so he couldn't help but be curious and asked, "What are you having fun? What did you succeed?"

"Senior," the bad boy D Xiao Zhuhong, still retains the usual name, "From now on, you, us, all the people in the first thirteen levels, don't have to enter the owl anymore!"

The handsome senior B and his teammates, the five of them were in uniform, took a step back and turned around to stop the taxi.

Crazy, absolutely.

They are in Henan, but the Yue Shuai team and the broom team, which are different from the city, are on the phone at this time.

Yue Shuai: "How do you plan to celebrate?"

Captain Broom: "I will open the door soon and have a bowl of Hula soup."

Yue Shuai: "If you know how to eat, you can't eat healthily or slim your body?"

Captain Broom: "For example?"

Yue Shuai: "For example, when traveling, I finally have time and mood, so I don't have to run around. Take this opportunity to go around Henan."

Captain Broom: "I have been here for so many times, but I have never turned around. Do you want to go to Luoyang to see peonies, or to search for Bao Zheng in Kaifeng? We are all here to accompany you."

Yue Shuai: "Shaolin Temple in Songshan."

Captain Broom: "…"

The two captains Fu Wenqing and Wang Duanran, one in Hunan and the other in Jiangxi, reacted exactly the same after the pop-up - they looked calm and looked up at the sky, like a philosopher.

The teammates of the two teams had to hold on to the urge to celebrate the carnival and asked carefully: "Captain, what are you thinking?"

Fu Wenqing raised his head and did not move. He actually thought a lot, but in the end, he only said one sentence, with a calmness that understood life and death: "In this life, I mean, don't let me see flying chess again in this life."

Wang Danran, with curly hair on his face, recalled the big pumpkin that had been sitting all night, and his eyes were longing for: "I want to drink pumpkin porridge."

They have the joy of success in their hearts, but this joy is covered by greater tranquility and tenderness. The peace comes from the nightmare that finally ends, from the life back to the right track, and from the trivial but precious fireworks.

Beijing time at 4:37, in two hours, the city will wake up.
Chapter completed!