Doggy players have no desire to survive

More than a dozen people crowded together on a long table, and Zhou Zheng was sitting between Dean Lin and Shen Yao, bragging about Shen Yao's grades and excellent work, Rainbow farts loudly, and finally Lian kept praising Shen Yao. Dean Lin was a little embarrassed.

Listening to the nonsense of "smart, sensible, handsome, cute, respecting teachers and excellent grades", Shen Yao numbly filled his mouth with rice, and even stuffed the sliced ​​ginger that Xiaopang had stuffed into his bowl as a prank, directly into his mouth and chewed.

Then almost coughed to death.

Zhou was busy patting Shen Yao on the back, Wang Erhu quickly ran to pour water for Shen Yao, the little fat man was startled, and quickly handed over his fried chicken legs to Shen Yao to apologize.

Shen Yao's eyes were full of choked tears, Zhou Zheng saw that his throat was dry, and the crotch of his trousers seemed to be getting tighter, so he quickly looked away.

After the meal, a few girls took the initiative to do the dishwashing. Zhou Zheng also wanted to help, but after he almost broke a bowl and two plates, he was solemnly invited out of the kitchen by Shen Yao.

Before going to bed, Dean Lin called Shen Yao to the desk, and pushed a brand new bank card in front of Shen Yao.

"I haven't touched the money you sent, and it's all stored here." Dean Lin sighed, "Although the state's appropriations have been decreasing in recent years, and there are only a few coins left in my hands, I can't use them. Children’s money... It’s not easy for you to live in Beijing alone, I heard that consumption is high there and employment is difficult, so you should keep this money for yourself and buy some food.”

"It's okay, the place where I work includes food and lodging." Shen Yao pushed the card back, and said lightly, "The money allocated by the state is divided among the moths in the local area, and those who actually get it can barely maintain food and clothing, children They are all growing up, give them something good to eat...and you, has your lumbar support become serious again in the past two years? If you have time, go to a big hospital in a nearby city."

Before Dean Lin could speak, Shen Yao stood up. He didn't give Dean Lin time to refuse, and walked out of the room quickly, "It's 10:30, I'm going to wash up and get ready for bed."

The rooms in the orphanage are really small. If it weren't for the fact that almost no adult children came back to celebrate the New Year in the past two years, Zhou Zheng might not even be able to find the sofa in the small activity room.

When Shen Yao went back, Zhou Dashen was grinning and clutching his forehead that was bruised by the bed board, struggling to turn over on the lower bunk, trying to achieve the achievement of "turning over and over again".

Seeing Shen Yao came back, Zhou Zheng beckoned to him, and tried his best to back away to make room, "Mom, come here, let's sleep together."

"Can you see if I can lie down?" Shen Yao walked to the end of the bed, and stretched out his hand to gesture for the width of the bed. "A grown male is crowded when lying flat. Do you want me to kick you out of bed in the middle of the night?"

Zhou Zheng didn't intend to listen to him at all, he got up suddenly and grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms. Shen Yao's knee got stuck on the edge of the bed, and his leg went limp immediately, and his whole body was pressed against Zhou Zheng's body.

"Don't mess around!" Shen Yao grabbed Zhou Zheng's collar when he touched his butt with one hand, and warned in a low voice, "The sound insulation here is not as good as a hotel!"

"Did I say what I want to do?" Zhou Zheng snorted, "You are so nervous, maybe I asked you what inappropriate things you were thinking about?"

Shen Yao, who had been forced into reasoning, held his breath, slapped Zhou Zheng hard on his stomach, rolled over and got out of bed, and turned off the light with a "snap".

Shen Yao climbed to the upper bunk, and said two words stiffly: "Good night."

Zhou Zheng was clutching his stomach that was hurt by Shen Yao, feeling pain and happiness.

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Erhu was thinking about Zhou Zheng's joke of "you can't call your grandpa by eating chicken alone", dragged Zhou Zheng up, swallowed two mouthfuls of breakfast, and went straight to the only Internet cafe in the town.

There is basically no such thing as WiFi in the small town, and most people go to the small Internet cafes near the school if they want to surf the Internet.

Zhou Zheng drove Shen Yao and Wang Erhu to the only Internet cafe in the town. The dilapidated facade was sandwiched between a row of "XX breakfast", "XX hardware", and "XX car repair" which looked a bit pitiful.

"Why is there no one?" Zhou Zheng opened the door and looked. There was no smoky scene as imagined, only two or three rows of empty computer chairs.

"Oh, it's normal." Shen Yao didn't bother to raise his eyelids, "In our primitive village, parents still think that 'computer games' are scourges, and adults basically don't come here."

Wang Erhu adhered to the principle of "everything Brother Yao says is right" crazily seconded.

Zhou Zheng draped Shen Yao's shoulders and laughed like an idiot.

The three of them entered the small Internet cafe together, just as they bumped into a young man walking out cursing.

The young man was tall and strong, and he didn't look at the road when he walked. He bumped into Wang Erhu who couldn't dodge.

Zhou Zheng has seen unreasonable people, but he has never seen such unreasonable ones, and he didn't react for a while and retorted.

The young man raised his eyes and glanced at the three of them. He was also taken aback when he saw Shen Yao, and withdrew his hand that was about to grab Wang Erhu's collar.

He seemed to have a sudden urgency to urinate, and he didn't want to get entangled with Shen Yao and his group, so he pushed Wang Erhu away, spit out a few dirty words, and walked quickly across the street.

If you walk too much in the daytime, you will always meet idiots. Shen Yao doesn't even bother to look at him, and he doesn't plan to find someone to settle the score - if it's a psychopath who kills people and doesn't break the law, it's normal people like them who are in trouble.

He told Zhou Zheng and Wang Erhu to go inside, Zhou Zheng followed a few steps, and suddenly turned his head to look at the young man's back.

He didn't look carefully at the young man's face just now, but if the skin color and thick eyebrows formed by the sun all year round were removed, the outline of the facial features could not be more similar to Shen Yao at first glance.

Zhou Zheng thought of the woman whose eyes were very similar to Shen Yao's.

What the hell is this place? This is not how one side raises another person, right?

Raise a village of mass-produced dolls? !

Zhou Zheng was frightened by his rich imagination, and couldn't help shivering.

Shen Yao, who was walking in front, turned around suspiciously, "Why are you in a daze?"

"No, it's nothing, come right away." Zhou Zheng retracted his gaze, walked quickly and followed Shen Yao into the Internet cafe.

The owner of the Internet cafe obviously knew Shen Yao and Wang Erhu, so he felt at ease when he slaughtered his acquaintances. All kinds of so-called "New Year's special prices" made Wang Erhu, a little fool, dizzy.

After introducing the discount, the boss pretended to remind "moderate consumption". After all, the young man just now was kicked out because he had no money.

Zhou Zheng became impatient, and slapped his ID card and a pink ticket on the table, "One hundred first."

Internet cafe owner: "..."

Okay, you are rich, you are awesome.

The boss silently collected the money and pushed back the ID card, "Why did you give me the ID card?"

Shen Yao picked up the ID card and stuffed it into the inside pocket of Zhou Zheng's coat, "If you need an ID card to surf the Internet here, the Internet cafe would have closed down."

The boss at the side suddenly didn't want to do business anymore.

He wanted to invite this stinky brat who didn't even know to speak ill of anyone behind his back.

The computer configuration in Xiaopo Internet Cafe is average, but the popular games are quite complete.

Although the card is dying.

But under Zhou Zheng's operation, the Fish Pond Bureau was still at ease.

"How is it? I'm just asking if you're awesome." Zhou Zheng snapped his fingers triumphantly. He used Wang Erhu's account, and his gloomy record finally turned around.

Wang Erhu looked dumbfounded. He completely forgot who said that Zhou Zheng would give him his head. Don't force yourself to face him. He gave a thumbs up sincerely, "Nice, really good! From now on, you will be my Brother Zhou!"

"You want to call me brother? Well, let me show you something." Zhou is a model of nose bridge in the 21st century. He cocked his legs and said with a smile, "A bottle of milk tea will teach you 800-meter headshots—better than you!" Brother’s 600-meter headshot in high school is still good, do you want to learn it?”

The professional guru came to a small Internet cafe in the countryside to trick middle school students into drinking, and if he said it, he would probably be listed on Weibo's hot search for ten or eight days.

Shen Yao rolled his eyes, grabbed Zhou Zheng's ear while Wang Erhu was happily running to buy milk tea, and laughed in a low voice: "The strongest king swims the heroic bronze, are you still proud?"

"Playing games, having fun is the most important thing."

No matter what others think, Zhou Zheng is happy to drive confidently.

They went back at lunch time, and after the meal, the children were driven back to take a nap by Dean Lin.

Shen Yao carried a paper bag and walked to the wasteland on the edge of the town with Zhou Zheng. He gave his own gloves to the strange woman, so Zhou Zheng picked a pair of brown deerskin gloves from his box and gave them to him.

——Thank you God Zhou for habitually bringing three or four necessities when you go out.

It is said that the wasteland outside the town was originally a mass grave, where all unclaimed corpses were buried. Later, it was transformed into a small cemetery. Although the management is loose, at least there is a monument to know who is buried underneath.

Zhou Zheng followed Shen Yao around the densely packed stone monuments, and finally stopped in front of one of them.

Shen Yao opened the paper bag, Zhou Zheng just glanced at it and shivered——

There are all kinds of paper weapons in the bag, and any old PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds player will not fail to recognize them.

Hand/gun P18C, shot/shot/gun S686, charge/front/gun UMP9, rifle/gun DP-28, sniper/shoot/gun AWM, grenades and eight-fold mirror, and even a first aid kit.

Zhou Zheng: "..."

Which little clever ghost invented the survival of the underworld?

Can only one in a hundred people be reincarnated?

That was really exciting.

"The thing was burned for you, but the armor is missing. I will draw you a third-level head. You can make do with it." Shen Yao burned all the exquisite paper models, picked up another stone, and placed it on the snow next to the tombstone. Draw a simple three-level head.

Zhou Zheng took a look with his head, and burst out laughing.

- Said it was a third-level head, and the third-level head was the first to refuse.

Because Shen Yao's paintings are so abstract, it can be said that Picasso is alive.

Seeing Shen Yao staring at him, Zhou Zheng quickly changed the subject, "I heard from Erhu that the account Sunny originally belonged to Zhang Qi? Isn't he your real brother?"

"Well." Shen Yao rolled his eyes at someone's behavior of changing the subject, "I remember it was after the college entrance examination. During the summer vacation, he cried and asked me for help, saying that he was killed and asked me to avenge him. I almost called the police... After that, his account is often I help him get points."

"Played more after college?"

"Yeah..." Shen Yao seemed to be thinking of something, and smiled helplessly, "I even drew a keyboard by myself while lying on the bed, and played with myself."

"Very interesting kid." Zhou Zheng squatted next to Shen Yao, facing the photo on the tombstone.

It snowed heavily the night before, and the grooves on the tombstone were also covered with a layer of hoarfrost. Shen Yao stretched out his hand to erase the cover, revealing the black and white photo below.

"Yeah, it's very interesting."

Under that thin layer of frost, the young man smiled brightly, as if the spring breeze passing by here could blow away all the cold.

When the two returned, the children had already built a little snowman. The eyes of the snowman were made of rolled chocolate wrappers. On the black glossy paper, a thin golden thread reflected the last touch of the setting sun on the horizon.

Zhou Zheng hooked Shen Yao's shoulder and took a photo with the snowman as the background. The moment he pressed the shutter, he tilted his head and planted a kiss on Shen Yao's cheek.

Zhou Zheng added seven or eight layers of filters to the old red brick wall and the dry ivy on it, making it look like a tourist attraction somewhere.

Shen Yao looked at Zhou Zheng's methodical P pictures, stacked filters, and tweeted, and admired from the bottom of his heart: "...you are really amazing."

How can it show off everywhere?

"That's a must. If you don't have the conditions, you have to show off." Zhou Zheng readily accepted the compliment from his boyfriend, and without looking up, he contributed to the receding hairline of EG managers and public relations personnel, "As long as you have a heart to make trouble , give me a network cable, and I can blow up the entire server."

So that night, Weibo really exploded.

No one expected that there was actually a bowl of shockingly huge dog food to eat a few years ago.

On the first day of the New Year's Eve, show off your affection, do you want to do something? !

The original number one and number two on the Weibo trending list and topic list were thrown out two blocks away, and the MOBA branch team's trending searches, which were topped by the EG headquarters' propaganda department, were almost submerged in the sea of ​​the masses.The person in charge of the Propaganda Department cried to find the contact information of Manager Chen, the general manager of the PUBG branch, and begged Zhou Zheng to calm down while holding his golden thigh.

Chen Meiyi made a series of fatal calls to Zhou Zheng like crazy.

"Zhou! Two! Dog! Son! You'd better explain it to me!" Chen Meiyi was so angry that she broke her voice.

"The bed photos are all released, so what's the kiss photo?"

Manager Chen was speechless with Zhou Zheng's lazy words.

"Besides, if you're in a relationship, you have to hide it. What's the point?" Zhou Zheng changed his sitting position and turned down the volume of the call so as not to disturb the children next door. "Ms. Chen, ask yourself, if you take off one day Alone—I mean, what would you do?"

Chen Meiyi automatically ignored the two "what ifs" that deserved a beating, she thought about it seriously, and replied decisively: "I will show my affection 24 hours a day, and I will show you all!"

"Isn't this the end?" Zhou Zheng decided to conclude, "When you are not in love, you can calmly despise the sour and smelly dog ​​food all over the street, but when you fall in love, you will naturally join the army of dog food distribution, manager Are you saying it makes sense?"

As if it was so fucking true.

Chen Meiyi was convinced.

Yes, she was actually persuaded.

Mr. Chen, the manager of the Huangpu River in Pudong, Shanghai, was convinced by Zhou's fallacious reasoning one day.

Chen Meiyi decided to give up Zhou Zheng's precarious straight male favorite fan character, even if this epic love story cannot be carried forward in order to adapt to the current certain TV policy, but a small ambiguity that is appropriate and does not cross the line is still possible.

After all, many girls now like to call their idols their husbands while watching their husbands being fucked by other men-this may be the so-called "love him and let him suffer".

The most important thing is that Chen Meiyi was also quite upset with the Propaganda Department of the headquarters. The voice clips in the team were released outside without her review, and successfully built the first step for Zhou Zheng to come out. She still remembers this!

And the poor workers in the Propaganda Department didn't know that Jin Thigh kicked them away mercilessly, and they were still working overtime with tears in their eyes.

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Zhou Zheng: Wine and sex pass through the intestines, and troubles are left in the heart.