Chapter 224 Shocked
The next morning, the group of 'Song someone' shops.

Little cutie: The first day the anchor didn't update, I miss him.

Huahua: Don't miss my husband, he is a married man.

Gouqi: You guys are just idle.

Huahua: Then you are not free, what are you doing here early in the morning?
Gouqiu: For next month's rations!
Huahua: Oh hoo! (¬_¬)
Cutie: Tell me, will the anchor come to see us later?
Great Philosopher: The anchor must be busy, it would be nice to be here in two days.

Huahua: I can only use the screen recording to listen to it repeatedly.

Qiu Mi: I have the head portrait of the host from a year ago, do you want it? @花花
Future Mrs. Song: It is forbidden to privately post photos of my husband!

Huahua: private chat ~ private chat ~

Great Philosophers: Are there 'Rising Sun' and 'Praise the Sun'?Squeak.

Praise the sun: Zhizhi~
The Great Philosopher: I finally got blasted out!
Praise the sun: am I that hard to find?always there~

Great philosopher: Last time I went to the anchor, did you see his face?Explain to these fans.

Great Philosophers: Of course.

Huahua: I cried with envy.

Praise the sun: The anchor looks really good, with a fair complexion.Body, not very strong, but very powerful.The key is that he is very nice and kind, and he also taught me some philosophy of life.

Cutie: Yes, he is very kind, that's why I like the anchor.It's not because of his good looks, or any strange items.

Future Mrs. Song: I'm greedy for his body, am I wrong?
Bubbling: Praise, what else do you see?Share it.

Praise the sun: That's too much, you know that it snowed there the day before yesterday.I saw the snow in the past, and it was soft when I stepped on it, and there were real footprints.

Bubbling: what else?

Praise the sun: The main thing is to see the wintersweet flowers, the small red flowers bloom a tree, but there is still snow under the tree.How about the host being kind, he sent me back pictures of Lamei afterwards, and now I have posted them all over the room.

Huahua: Can you pass it on to me?

Praise the sun: that is not acceptable, it will not be rumored!

Holidays: I chatted with you in private @赞生生.

Praise the sun: there is also the blue sky, white clouds and the sun, so beautiful!

Bubbling: What's interesting about that, we also have it on the virtual screen.

Praise the sun: can it be the same?That is true!Have you ever tried the feeling of the sun shining through your fingers?Have you seen the scene of white clouds slowly drifting across the blue sky?

Rising Sun: The sun is really good!
Bubbling: Is the rising sun coming too?

Great Philosopher: Rising Sun Tell Us~
Vacation: Tell us about what you saw?
Praise the sun: he speaks very little and cannot speak.Let me do it.

Praise the sun: It’s also winter at the host’s side, but the trees have lost their leaves, and some are still green, which is very similar to the virtual projection on our side, and the sense of substitution is super strong.

The Great Philosopher: It makes me want to see it even more.

Yi Puda: It’s useless, I sent a private message to ask for more money, but Song ignored me.

Great Philosopher: Praise, how did you get the host to agree?

Huahua: Yes, we also have the money, and the key anchors ignore people.

Praise the sun: This is my strength, you can't compare.

Holiday: tell me?

Praise the sun: I have actually reminded all of them, the anchor is very kind.

Bubbling: what does it mean?
Great philosopher: I understand.But it’s useless, I said I’ve been quarantined at home for a month and a half, and I begged the host to take me there to relax, but the host still ignored me.

Great philosopher: It seems that Dio didn't even read the private letter.

Praise the sun: (°°)

Holidays: Bedridden for a year is not allowed.

Bubbling: I seem to understand.

Great Philosopher: There must be other conditions, you didn't tell us?Disclose?
Praise the sun: Oh, someone is looking for it, I have to go offline.

Great philosopher: don't run away!

Huahua: Hey~ Beauty tricks are not easy to use.

The future Mrs. Song: Jianren.

Huahua: What does upstairs mean? !Don't push yourself too far.It bothers me to see your name.

Nie: I really want to go to the ground to see the scenery, take a walk, and bask in the sun~
Holidays: It's all about luxury.

Bubbling: Why don't you all learn from me and go back to sleep and have everything.

Cutie: I'm happy with the host just thinking about it!
Counterfeit Angel: A certain treasure has released a Two-dimensional game, and the hero’s surname is Song. You might as well try it out.

Little cutie: Fake, it has no soul.I'm not going.

Huahua: I went to play, the scene was on the lawn by the lake, I asked 'him', can I go to see you?He actually said yes.That's our Song someone!
Bubbling: Need a doctor upstairs.The psychiatric kind.

Huahua: You guys are just jealous of my beauty.

Future Mrs. Song: Then you can't go either.

Huahua: each other each other.

At this time, Song Yu had just finished breakfast and was processing the pictures needed for the thesis in front of the computer, and had no idea what happened in the group.

At the end of the morning is lunch, take a lunch break as usual, get up and then process the data.Then it's dinner, and then writing the paper.

Finally, the single but meaningful day came to an end. At 10:30 in the evening, Song Yu returned to the dormitory by bicycle.

"Brother, are you back?!"

As soon as the door was opened, Du Muyang rushed over as if he had been on a stimulant, wanting to take Song Yu's computer bag.

Another roommate in the next bed - Li Meng, looked at them like they were fools.

In the past two days, for some reason, Mu Yang used to call Song Yu a younger sister and teased Song Yu, so he suspected that Mu Yang was crooked.

But recently, I don't understand him even more. He started calling Song Yuge, and his attentiveness doesn't look fake.

"Muyang, be normal." Song Yu snatched the bag, put it on the table, and sat down on the seat.

"Brother, the hot water is boiling, drink water or take a bath first?" Du Muyang pretended not to hear, and continued to show hospitality.

Song Yu was very helpless. If Jiajia had a call, he would have given it to him, so as not to be bothered.

"It's been three days, why haven't you given up yet?" Song Yu said annoyed.

"Come on, bro, drink some hot water."

Du Muyang poured a cup from the thermos and served it to Song Yu directly.

"I put Longjing tea in, so you can drink it later when you work overtime and write your thesis." Du Muyang said to himself.

Li Meng thought to himself: This bull's head is wrong, it's too difficult to understand.What are you talking about.

Song Yu held back his anger and persuaded him further: "This is really impossible."

"How do you know if you don't try? Just give me a chance?" Du Muyang pleaded.

Li Meng: Brilliant! ! !If Mu Yang confessed his love to Song Yu, he would be rejected!

Li Meng pretended to play with pesticides, but in fact he was listening with his ears open.

"I'm serious, and you know I'm very dedicated, so just give me a chance." Du Muyang said seriously.

Hey ~ sin!
Li Meng: Shocked! ! !
(End of this chapter)

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