My plug-in is not that strong

Chapter 212
At 10:30 in the evening, Song Yu finally returned to the dormitory after a busy day, and Du Muyang had also returned.

"Sister Song, how does the sunrise look?" Du Muyang saw Song Yu open the door and came in, gossiping and asking.

Song Yu knew what he was thinking, since this guy failed to catch up with that Qingqing schoolgirl a year ago, he turned his attention to himself.

He was worrying about Song Yu's marriage every day, especially the last time he went home to welcome Song Yuan and was laughed at by Mu Yang for a long time.

"Whatever it is, it's not what you think anyway." Song Yu glanced at him and began to pack his things.

"What is it like I thought?!" Du Muyang was a little anxious: "You just say it's a woman?"

"no!"

"Huh~"

"For the sake of a big man, go climbing in the winter before dawn? Could it be that he has some special hobby."

Du Muyang put on a face of disgust, retreated back to his position, and even hugged himself with his arms.

"Ah!"

Song Yu gave him a supercilious look.

I couldn't explain it myself, so I pretended not to care and went to take a shower.

After taking a bath, Du Muyang had already gone to bed and leaned against the pillow to play with his mobile phone. Song Yu thought he should forget what happened just now and was about to go up to rest.

"Hey, Song Yu." Du Muyang looked at the phone and said.

"Ok?"

Song Yu, who was climbing the railing, stopped at his feet, then climbed up as if nothing had happened, and lay down quietly.

"The weather forecast says that there will be heavy snow tomorrow, why don't we wait for the snow to stop and let's go to Xuanwu Lake to see the snow scene together." Mu Yang said while looking at his phone.

It was obviously a very happy invitation, but he said it with some sadness.

And Song Yu knew why there was sadness, it was a season of heavy snow, a sad story of someone who confessed to being rejected.

"Watching the snow together? Are you not afraid that I have a special hobby?" Song Yu replied.

After he finished speaking, he regretted it, and he only wanted to show off his quick tongue. Why did the other party forget about it, but he brought it up again.

"Just you?!" Mu Yang glanced back at Song Yu, pretending to be smart and said, "You must have gone with the little girl, just don't tell me the truth."

Song Yu didn't expect to rely on the brains of his teammates to make up for it.

"Are you going or not?" Mu Yang asked impatiently.

"No, your graduation thesis is almost finished, and you will graduate after you finish your defense after the next year. As for me, I am a Ph.D. student, and there are still many data waiting to be analyzed." Song Yu resolutely refused.

"Okay, a guy who values ​​sex over friends!" Mu Yang put down his phone angrily, got into bed and fell asleep.

However, Song Yu was thinking about another thing.

Now that it's snowing, isn't it interesting to live broadcast snowing? After all, the underground barriers don't have such weather.

He had asked Jiajia before, anyway, there is no snow or rain in the economic zone and the safe zone, so it would be nice to have a simulated temperature change.

Song Yu opened a certain treasure, took a look at the fan value of the store, and it was back to 300 million, mainly due to the two live broadcasts.

With so many fans watching the snow together, there must be residents from these two districts.

Song Yu happily planned that if it snowed tomorrow, she would find a small corner in the office to broadcast live, and treat herself as a relaxation.

He quit the store group, and suddenly saw that in addition to some private messages, there were also messages in the friend list, such as 'Rising Sun'.

Clicking on it, it turned out that he was interceding for a good friend of his. He wrote this "praise the sun" illness story, and then he always had a wish to bask in the sun.

He did sympathize with this anemia, but sunbathing is useless for hereditary diseases!

Song Yu immediately replied: This is really useless, it's a waste of money.

Rising Sun Dongsheng: He knew it, but it was just an obsession. After seeing it and feeling it, it disappeared.

Rising Sun Dongsheng: And his family is rich, so I'm not afraid.

Also, people who can change their skin every few years can have no money.

Song Yu: All right, let me add him first.

Rising Sun: Thank you brother!
Song Yu felt a headache looking at the hundreds of private messages, so she simply searched for the name of 'Praise the Sun'.

Sure enough, this guy sent more than a dozen messages, just to take a look.

Song Yu: Are you Xu Sheng's friend?

Praise the sun: ah!The anchor finally added me!I am, I am friends with Brother Xu! ! !

Praise Sun: We met at the club at the time. He was very honest and didn't mind my figure and skin. He talked with me and talked about our dreams together.

This guy is quite talkative.

Song Yu: I know that you want to bask in the sun, but it is useless to your illness, do you understand?
Praise the sun: understand, understand, and seek peace of mind.

That's good, don't blame me for not getting sick in the end, it will be miserable.

Song Yu: Did Xu Sheng tell you that the teleportation on my side is different from yours, it's not real person teleportation.

Praise the sun: I said it, I just said that my consciousness has passed away, and my body has been lying at home.

Praise the sun: But I am not afraid of mental fatigue, I have practiced, it is the same as playing 'Two-dimensional world', I will.

what?

Two-dimensional world?
It seems to be a kind of game. Although the entertainment function is turned on at the fourth level, Song Yu has never played it.

No time!

Song Yu: Then do you know that the skin cannot feel the temperature when it is transmitted?

You can't feel the temperature, such basking in the sun is soulless.

Praise the Sun: Is that so?

Song Yu: You can only see, hear, and speak.

Song Yu paused for a few seconds before seeing a message from the other party.

Praise the sun: Yes!
It's really like what Xu Sheng said, very persistent.

Song Yu: Well then, I will give you half the price.

Anyway, it's a worthless thing.

Praise the sun: It’s okay, just 20 will do.For half an hour, the anchor has to stay with me, just don't dislike me.

That's right.

A simple histogram can be drawn in half an hour.

Song Yu: All right, I'll help you pick a nicer place.

Praise the sun: Thank you!Then tomorrow I will wait for your call.

Song Yu: By the way, not tomorrow.

Praise the sun: ?The anchor is busy tomorrow?

Song Yu: That's not true. The main reason is that tomorrow will not be sunny.

Praise the sun: Oh!I forgot that the ground is not always sunny anymore.

Praise the sun: Then when is the right time to watch the anchor, I am always ready.

Song Yu: Yes.

After the chat was over, Song Yu thought for a while, feeling a little uneasy.

[Xiaoye, is it okay to praise the sun?Don't be a treasure or an official sent to test me? ] Song Yu asked consciously.

[Don't worry, it's not.He is just a chatterbox who loves to play games and is a bit lonely. 】

【.It’s not good to judge others like this. 】

Early the next morning, Song Yu packed up and went out, only to find that the outside had been covered with silver.

A thick layer of snow covered the whole world, on roads, cars, trees, and roofs, and it was still snowing.

It was still early, there were not many people on the road, and it was very quiet, except for the creaking of feet on the snow.

Anyway, she couldn't ride a bicycle anymore, so Song Yu had no choice but to take the bus to the office.

(End of this chapter)