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Chapter 06(1/2)

06

The next day, Su Zhan woke up early, changed into sportswear, went downstairs to run around the community in the morning. There were not many people exercising at this point, most of them were old men and women.

Su Zhan's habit of practicing morning exercises was something Su Mingchao had been following since he was a child and was looking at it day by day. Su Mingchao was very tolerant of other things, but she was not allowed to stop her from practicing morning exercises for a day. In fact, when Su Mingchao was there, Su Zhan saw Tianer's reason to be lazy. No matter how Su Mingchao scolded her, she was unmoved. She had a stubborn temper and refused to listen to Su Mingchao's words.

On the contrary, Su Mingchao was gone later. She seemed to have changed her sex and got up at 6:30 every day to practice morning.

At six o'clock in the winter, the sky was light and the cold wind blew on her face. Looking into the distance, it was covered with white mist. There was rows of poplar trees standing on both sides of the road, straight and tough, with fog swaying. Su Zhan ran along the road for several times. When he went upstairs, he met the yellow hair who came to look for Xu Jiayan, holding breakfast in his hand.

Both of them were waiting for the elevator.

After a while, "Hey--" Huangmao called her.

Su Zhan turned to look at him.

Huangmao smiled, not very kind: "Have you heard of it?"

"What?" Su Zhan was puzzled.

Huangmao smiled even more, "A few years ago, someone jumped out of this building, and hello-bang, he died."

He also made a gesture in a bad way to make it easier for her to understand.

Su Zhan turned around calmly: "…oh."

The elevator came, and she took the lead in.

Huangmao hurriedly followed in and continued to say to her: "It's a girl with long hair, as long as you-"

He also pointed at her hair.

“…”

Huangmao said again, his voice inexplicably became terrifying, "I heard that she had lived in your house before, and she jumped off the small balcony on your second floor-"

The elevator arrived, the door opened, Su Zhan walked out, thought for a while, stopped again, turned around to look at him.

"Mr. Huang, I'll give you a word."

“…”

"The one who is eccentric in his heart cannot find any benefits. Those who are talking about right and wrong will fall into trouble." She said calmly, and after she said that, she turned around and went to open the door.

Meng Chen instantly burst out,

Who the hell told you that my surname is Huang?

*

It was as cool as water.

Su Zhan sat in front of the computer, pondered for a while, and still entered—pot.

Millions of search information popped up on the page instantly.

She clicked on Baidu Encyclopedia.

Born on January 12, 1987 in Yajiang City, Lo1, Cs and other e-sports figures, the former main force of the St team, the current captain of the ted team, the defending WG International League world champion, with millions of fans and personal homepages. Next is a long table sorted by year, with almost dozens of awards every year. Some game companies even offer him a tailor-made game character named after him every year.

lo1 opened a private club for him...

The industry seems to have a surprisingly consistent evaluation of him, two words - myth.

Some people say: "A sword is sharpened for ten years and a sharp edge will be revealed."

Everyone believes that there will never be a second pot in this circle.

She flipped down one by one, and was surprised to find that in the next seven million searches, she found that he was no less popular than the popular young actors in the entertainment industry. There were no gossip news, and fans shouted that they would give birth to monkeys for him. Su Zhan also logged on to the author Nan Xuan’s Weibo and searched for pot, and found that there were really, more than 10 million fans, followed 6.

Su Zhan clicked in and saw that there was no original blog, and they were basically reposting other people's Weibo. The latest update was the official blog of the ted team. "The ted team will attend the semi-finals of the lpl professional league next weekend. The flight arrived in San Francisco at 10 pm on Friday. See if any lucky friends can catch the male god pot!"

Before leaving, she thought about it and clicked on the attention.

Su Zhan’s author number also has more than 5 million fans, because she is not very popular on Weibo and rarely comes to it. There is a fan software. As soon as she goes online, fans will receive reminders that they will basically arrive on the battlefield within 30s and send her crazy private messages.

This time the fans were all furious.

0 The big guy who followed him actually got the first one to follow! After a closer look, he seemed to be a big v! More than 10 million fans, and then he saw that this is a myth in the e-sports circle!

In private messages, comments instantly increased, and the red numbers continued to rise, Su Zhan clicked a few of them.

Brainless fan 1: Damn, we actually followed the e-sports master. This is pot! The first one to follow?!

Brainless Powder 2: I smelled a scent, sorry, I have a sensitive dog nose.

Brainless fan 3: Pot is super handsome, do you want to compete with me for my husband?!

Brainless fan 4: Nan Xuan, are you two going to form a CP?

...

But, pot did not return to the gate.

Seeing half of it, Su Zhan stood up with his neck moving, preparing to pour himself a glass of water. As soon as he got together, with a "bang" sound, the whole room suddenly fell into darkness, leaving only the pale moonlight outside the window.

She almost thought she was blind, and it took a long time to react.

Is the power outage again?!

Only the notebook at hand was still lit in the whole room, and the faint blue light shone out. She touched the door with the faint light. As soon as the door opened, the elevator was running as usual, so she was out of power again?!

She called the landlord immediately, and the landlord was puzzled and kept saying, "No, this is impossible? There is nothing I can do about it now. I will bring someone to see it tomorrow, tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Su Zhan squatted at the door a little discouraged, recalling the fortune he had made in the past few days, and memorizing it to the extreme.

Can't write a text.

Living in a house and power outages all day long.

Looking at the dark corridor, my mind suddenly popped up what Huangmao said in the morning: "I heard that she had lived in your house before, and she jumped off the small balcony on your second floor-"

The wind behind it is chilly.

She couldn't help but curse, fuck.

Turning around and touching the bottle of red wine from the bar, he went to knock on the door next door.

The first time, no one answered.

She held the wine in one hand and knocked it lightly again. Then a sluggish footsteps came from inside. The next second, the door was opened.

Xu Jiayan seemed to have just finished taking a shower, and there was a black towel hanging around her neck. Her hair was wet and messy and casual. She was wearing a big white short-sleeved T-shirt on her upper body. The heating in the room was very strong, and the lower body was covered with black casual trousers. The refreshing sound of a shower gel was blowing over her face. Although he smoked, he always had a clean and fresh smell on his body.

He held his arms casually, leaned against the door, and asked her, "What's the matter?"

Su Zhan took the wine bottle to him and said, "Drink some?"

Xu Jiayan glanced at him, frowned slightly in habit, and was displeased: "That's all?"

Su Zhan nodded.

He put down his hand, stood up again, and did not hesitate to close the door.

Su Zhan hurriedly reached out to hold the crack in the door, and lay on the door panel, saying pitifully: "Can I stay with you for a while? I'll invite you to drink!"

"No drink." He pushed her hand away without hesitation, without any human touch.

Su Zhan was anxious, "I have a power outage again-"

He kindly advised: "Then you go to bed early."

"My phone is out of power."

"What phone to play with when sleeping?"

"I... am a little scared." She lowered her head slightly.

"I understand." He bent his lips mockingly, "... Do you want to sleep here?"

Su Zhan: “…”

With a "bang——" he locked him up without hesitation.

——It’s really unhuman! She thought.

Su Zhan stood against the wall for a while, pressed his cheeks. When he was about to get up and leave, the door behind him was opened again. Xu Jiayan looked impatient and turned his head to her, his voice slightly heavy, "Come in."

The little girl grinned and smiled brightly, "Okay."

"You can stay for a while." After saying that, he wiped his hair with a towel while walking inside. Su Zhan called him, "Hey——"

He turned around, his hand stopped, impatient: "So what?"

Su Zhan pointed to the stairs, "Can I go up the second floor?"

"It's up to you," he said, and then walked into the bedroom without looking back.

Su Zhan obviously felt that he was in a bad mood today.

Xu Jiayan was really in a bad mood tonight because he received a call from Xu Guozhang asking him to get home tomorrow no matter what.

The relationship between father and son has been unhappy since he chose to play games, and even evolved to the current bad situation. Xu Guozhang said coldly to him, but he used all the most vicious words in the world to teach his son a lesson, but he did not speak, responded to him with the coldest expression.

When Xu Jiayan went upstairs to get things, he saw Su Zhan calling against the railing post of the small balcony. He was dressed up when he was drying clothes last time. His off-shoulder white shirt and a black slit long skirt exposed a piece of slender white calves. The moonlight hit her, and she could shine white. There was a bottle of expensive red wine standing on her hand, and half of it was left.
To be continued...
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