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Chapter 17 Flame Piccolo
"Forget it, I don't want to eat." Zhong Yiyi felt that the matter was disturbing and he was not in the mood to eat, so he greeted Han Qiu and went back to the dormitory.

But after a while, she called again: "The student union recruits new students tonight, let's go together."

"Student Union? I heard that the water there is very deep. It's not interesting." Han Qiu shook his head: "How much I want to be an ordinary person."

"Bah! You sound like a superstar." Zhong Yiyi said earnestly: "Big idiot, the student union is a collective, which can improve the ability to work and get along with others. You need to improve your ability in this area now." strengthen."

Damn, look at what you said, I don’t know how to get along with others?Pull it down, brother is so popular now!

"You go to study first, I still have something to do."

Zhong Yiyi frowned, and asked tentatively, "Should I go to the Internet cafe again?"

"We must look at the problem from a dialectical point of view. We must divide it into two parts and cannot defeat it with one stroke. Internet cafes are not a scourge." Han Qiuyu earnestly educated: "Now is the information age. We cannot live longer and go back."

"You're not allowed to go. I'll call you tonight and go to the student union election. It's settled." After Zhong Yiyi said this, he quickly hung up the phone, not giving Han Qiu a chance to argue.

Han Qiu chuckled, and held his right thumb on the "off" button for three seconds: Hey, fight with brother!

"Brother Qiu, why did you come back so soon?" Zhou Yang was coming out of the toilet after squatting in the tub and carrying his "Revelation of the Soul of Artists and Writers". When he saw Han Qiu, he was very puzzled: "Aren't you Have you gone to have dinner with Zhong Yiyi? Brother, I left such a good opportunity for you, but you didn’t seize it? "

"Her old man was pissed off by her impotence brother. She didn't eat a few bites, and she just happened to lose weight." Han Qiu lay down on the bed, opened Zhou Yang's "PLAYBOY" casually, and observed carefully with an attitude of learning and research. .

"Damn, Brother Qiu, how do you do this as a bodyguard? You can't even deal with a mere impotence?" Zhou Yang sighed faintly: "Brother Qiu, the resources for girls are very scarce now, and the resources for beauties are as good as the oil in the Middle East. Yes, for a girl like Zhong Yiyi who is a flower protector, I don’t know how many people are waiting to be the flower protector. Can you do your job beautifully?"

"Why are bodyguards not bodyguards? Our relationship is not what you imagined." Han Qiu answered in a daze, and sleepiness welled up.

This line is so boring.Zhou Yang made an "I understand" expression, took his art book, and went to study on his own with determination.He believed in the saying that hard work leads to hard work, and he worked diligently and diligently on the road of investigating MM, one step at a time.

Han Qiu fell asleep until the evening, went downstairs to the cafeteria to find something to eat, went to the Internet cafe as usual, and began to work diligently and tirelessly on equipment.

As for what Zhong Yiyi said about recruiting new students at the student union, he completely forgot about it, and Zhong Yiyi's mobile phone was getting hot, and he still heard "the user you dialed has turned off".

mean!Shameless!Dirty!Livestock!He must have done it on purpose!
unacceptable!Zhong Yiyi angrily dug out the address book on his phone, and wanted to blacklist Han Qiuhua...but after fumbling for a long time, he still didn't do it.

Hmph, if you escaped the first day of the junior high school, you can escape the fifteenth day?Miss Ben will not admit defeat easily!

Han Qiu returned to the original Internet cafe this time, because he knew that people in his situation, like fireflies in the dark, would be recognized by others no matter how they moved, so he simply returned to the place where the people who know him most Everyone is used to watching Internet cafes, but they are not curious anymore, and they are relatively calm.

"Hey, the man with heat stroke is here." As soon as Han Qiu entered the Internet cafe, there were many familiar faces, but the people whose names he couldn't name greeted him, and he could only smile back, and then sat in the corner he was most used to.

"Why didn't you come yesterday? Did you go to the hospital?" The fat man who had been sitting next to him for a long time handed over a cigarette, but immediately took it back: "I'm sorry, I was negligent, your body can't smoke. Just wait a moment." The fat man turned around and went to the counter to buy two bottles of mineral water. He gave one to Han Qiu and said earnestly: "Drinking more water is good for your health. In fact, you should stay up less late..."

Shit, do you really think of brother as a sick number?But people are also kind, hey, I really don't know how to say it.

Han Qiu expressed his gratitude to Fatty, and opened the BBS as usual, only to find that he was on the headlines again.It turned out that someone with good intentions went to the school hospital to check Han Qiu's case, and found that his weakness was beyond everyone's imagination.Enthusiastic people immediately appealed that under such circumstances, we should not use sarcasm and sarcasm to the unfortunate student Han Qiu, so as not to break his crumbling psychological defense.Everyone should give him love and warmth...

Although there are still many people who oppose this proposal, and still go their own way to make fun of Han Qiu's physical fitness, most people accept this proposal, so Han Qiu is very concerned by everyone in the Internet cafe today...

Hey, there are many enthusiastic people in the school, but such care always makes Han Qiu feel weird.

Han Qiu patted his satchel and said in his heart: "It's all your fault. If you don't work hard and make some achievements for me, you really have no professional ethics!"

If you want to get rid of the hat of the sick man of East Asia, it seems that you can only work on your equipment.Get a few powerful gadgets and perform them well to be convincing enough.

Thinking of this, Han Qiu became more motivated. A feeling of not waiting for the time and seizing the day and night took root in his heart. He quickly entered the game and started the task almost mechanically...

Gaming is everyone's favorite form of entertainment, and overnight stays are a regular occurrence for many.Leveling up, doing missions, traveling, playing MM, PK, battlefield, dungeon pioneering... There are too many interesting elements, which attract people to put it down.

However, someone like Han Qiu simply repeats one task after another month after month, without fighting or talking, isolated from the world, unable to enjoy the fun of games at all, working more than 10 hours a day, and has to Without decent equipment, the characters in the game are getting poorer and poorer... I believe that few people can do it.

When interest becomes work, enthusiasm is no longer the guarantee for continuous progress.Especially when the job is unpaid, it's not uncommon to feel like throwing up at the sight of a game.

It is already a miracle that Han Qiu can persevere until now, at least not for most people.What supported him, apart from his belief in justifying his own name, was his stubbornness that went all the way to the dark!
As the saying goes: Heaven rewards those who work hard.This sentence has been fulfilled today.

After an exhausting all night, two tormenting and fatal tasks were completed all over the map. After one of the equipment had been lit up by the red light of the satchel, the last equipment actually passed the review.

The red star on the bag flashed rapidly, and a message came into Han Qiu's mind:

"Get equipment, Flame Piccolo. Accessories, no attributes, additional skills: make people around you dance. Durability 1\1."

Shit, you've been busy for a long time, and you just make something like this?What is the use of this kind of thing that wants to attack but not attack, defend but not defend, want to kill but not kill?
Han Qiu opened the satchel and took out the hard-won Lie Yan Piccolo, only to respond with a wry smile.

A fiery red delicate piccolo, only about the size of a harmonica, the shape and color are quite dazzling, with personality, but it is not very useful.The most exaggerated thing is that there is also durability, and it is actually 1\1, which is too much. Thinking about that awesome rocket helmet, it still has 3 points of durability.

But that's fine too, it's better to cut it in half and use it as disposable chopsticks for this fancy but useless thing.The durability is only one point, which is very good and powerful, and it will disappear as soon as possible, so as not to waste my cooldown time.

Shit, Han Qiu realized at this moment that he instinctively took out the piccolo, already wasting the CD time for fetching the object.To put this thing back and get a new item, I have to wait 12 hours...

Hey, since I was in college, I have been reciting words all the time!
Han Qiu was sighing and stuffed the harmonica-sized piccolo into the pocket of his trousers.I touched my phone and felt that the time was almost up, so I turned it on.Damn it, a dozen missed calls!
A burst of phone ringing hastily rang.I picked it up and saw that it was Teacher Su calling. I don't know why I was looking for my brother so early?

As soon as I pressed the answer button, I heard a cold voice coming over:
"Han University class committee, you sports committee member is really courageous. Our class's self-study and attendance, but the whole army was wiped out..."

(End of this chapter)