I heard that you are the number one assassin in Tiandu

Must be an illusion.

Min Qiu has been playing "Flying Immortal" for a while. During this period, he has bought various medicines and daily consumables handmade by players from Jinshang Dadao many times. During the conversation, he has a certain understanding of the prices of various grades of equipment in the game. As far as we know, only the two sets of equipment and the big rabbit on the account of "Peach Ruanruan" are worth more than one million yuan, plus all kinds of detachable and permanently bound outerwear in her wardrobe, The cultivation of basic attributes, etc., the price of this number is at least 120 million yuan.

It is absolutely impossible for Joaquin to afford such expenses, this illusion is simply too ridiculous.

Min Qiu shook his head to himself, controlled his facial muscles and pulled the corners of his mouth like a self-deprecating, forced grin.

"Click." The doorknob was turned, and the frosted door was pulled open.

"Ah!" Joaquin slapped his chest in fright while holding the computer that was not fully closed: "What are you doing, it's so late at night!"

A mouse cable was exposed from the edge of the laptop in his arms, and the colorful breathing lights were looming in the angle formed by the computer screen and the base.

This……

Although most gaming hardware devices like to use exaggerated designs like breathing lights, this is no longer a patent for high-end hardware devices, and the smaller the manufacturer, the more they like to use colorful lights to attract attention, and colorful lights and mice can be seen everywhere.

Well, it's everywhere, that's it.

Min Qiu adjusted his stiff expression: "It's nothing, I got up to go to the bathroom, it's past ten o'clock, don't you go to sleep?"

Joaquin: "Well, sleep now."

"Oh, good night." Min Qiu nodded, and moved away from the door.

The volume of the laptop was turned down to a very low level, but it was not muted. When Joaquin passed by him, Min Qiu still heard the sound of music imitating mechanical operation coming from the speaker.

Min Qiu couldn't help it anymore, how could he feel at ease if he didn't figure out such a coincidence?

He turned and shouted: "... Joaquin."

Joaquin: "Huh?"

The distance between the two was less than one meter, and the music accompanied by the sound of the machinery running sounded again.

Min Qiu reached out to pick up the mouse cable wandering in the air, pulled it a little harder, and pulled out a mouse with soft breathing lights flashing on the side button and scroll wheel, and he caught it firmly.

——Mouses that can switch between wired and wireless modes at will have long been commonplace, and colored lights may also be plagiarized and imitated by small manufacturers. Side buttons that can be programmed independently are not new in the mouse industry, but the double scroll wheel...

Min Qiu was also recommended by the salesman when he was configuring the computer before the move. The scroll wheel in the middle of the mouse has the same function as a normal mouse, and there is another scroll wheel between the ring finger or the little finger, which is used for real-time Adjust the mouse sensitivity.

In the state of high sensitivity, regardless of whether the data cable is connected or not, the mouse can exert 16000% of the effective input of the 5G laser engine with a maximum of 90dpi. The time of 1 millisecond can restore the number of effective operations per minute of the player to the greatest extent; and in the low-sensitivity state, the mouse uses the built-in computer calculation to modify the instructions according to the user's operating habits-that is to say, even if you draw A circle is not so round, it can also help you round it.

This kind of real-time adjustment can not only reduce the user's operation and energy burden in the non-combat state, but also meet the needs of high EAPM players, and is very popular among e-sports enthusiasts.

At that time, Min Qiu listened to the salesman holding that set of keyboard and mouse and talked for a long time, and he didn't know much about it, thinking that playing a game requires so much attention?So I only chose the one with the most expensive price and relatively simple functions. Thinking that the money is allocated to these functions, the performance of this mouse must be at its peak.However, after playing these days, he discovered that the "Feixian" game also has the term "micro-manipulation". Operators of different levels can control the game characters to display world-class strengths. This is why "Feixian" is so powerful. It has been prosperous for many years, and one of the important reasons why it has not declined rapidly like other free games that burn money at the beginning-equipment attributes are only one aspect, and it is human hands that can overturn the high wall of attributes and create new ones.

Therefore, in "Flying Immortals", in addition to the radiant fashions, hearty battles, and picturesque scenery, it is also a great way to display all the strengths of your game characters, even surpassing your own equipment. "Flying Immortal" players dream of chasing.

The price of the mechanical mouse used by Huajin is at least 2000 yuan, and the student party will never buy it to browse the web and browse Weibo without the need for games.

"You..." Min Qiu glanced at the mouse in his hand, looked back and forth in the room, and said hesitantly, "...were you playing a game inside just now?"

There is a movable storage rack in the bathroom, which was originally bought to store sundries. It has not been a long time since the two moved here, and there have not been so many sundries that have no place to put them. It is temporarily vacant there. Laptops are no problem.

Min Qiu couldn't help looking at Joaquin in a panic, waiting for his answer.

"I'll only play for a while..." Joaquin dodged his eyes, and simply lowered his head, "I..."

Min Qiu's heart skipped a beat—his delusion seemed to be true.

Why does Joaquin play a female number?Yes, he's a bit gay... Well, it's not uncommon for men to play with women in online games, and there are a few in their family, but where does Joaquin get so much money?

"Ding-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-"

The doorbell rang at the same time as the knock on the door, as if afraid that the people in the room would not be able to hear it.

Hua Jin pulled the mouse's cable, signaled Min Qiu to let go, and ran to open the door with the computer in his arms.

"How's it going? Are you finished?" Dawei from the opposite door stood at the door, "It's okay if you haven't finished the beating. I just finished the work I've been doing for the past two days. I'm here to drop by. Can you come in?"

Min Qiu recovered from his trance, and nodded towards the door.He wanted to ask too many questions, so he was not in a hurry at this moment, just to sort out his thoughts first—is Joaquin that person?How could it be a person?But if it wasn't alone, how could it be such a coincidence?

"Come in," Joaquin led Dawei into the bedroom, "It's almost there. I said I would give it to you this afternoon. I'm sorry."

"It's all right, there's no rush, I just have nothing to do, so I came here to take a look." Dawei closed the door of the bedroom.

Min Qiu: "???"

For whatever reason, how could these two be in the same room?Still closed the door?

He just told Joaquin repeatedly that day to "avoid suspicion"!Did Joaquin forget?

Besides, why did this guy come here in the middle of the night?Even if you don't go to bed after ten o'clock, it's time for others to wash up and get ready to rest, right?What was running into Joaquin's bedroom in a slipper vest!

By the way... What did the two of them say just now?

The bedroom door was ajar, and Min Qiu leaned against the crack to listen to the voices inside.

"I'm here, can I?" This is Dawei's voice.

Joaquin whispered: "Yes, why not? What do you want to play? Let's help each other."

"...How about another day, I'll come back tomorrow? I think your classmate is going to sleep, so don't disturb his rest." Dawei said.

Joaquin: "Well, let's keep our voices down."

Min Qiu stuck it on the door: "???"

Dawei: "Huh? This... If there is no sound, how boring is it?"

Joaquin: "Then I will close the door. After closing the door, the sound insulation is very good. If the sound is loud, you can't hear it outside."

Min Qiu: "!!!" Rebellion!

Hearing the footsteps approaching, he shouted angrily: "Joaquin! Your porridge is done, do you want to drink it?"

"Ah, yes, there's also porridge, I'd have forgotten it if you didn't tell me." Joaquin thought for a while, "I don't cook much, let's pour it out."

Min Qiu: "Falled?!"

Joaquin: "I'm going to bed soon, I don't want to drink anymore, so I won't have pantothenic acid in my stomach later."

Min Qiu took a deep breath, looked into the room, and could only see Dawei sitting on the edge of Joaquin's bed—it was exactly where he usually sat!

"Are you going to sleep? Now? Are you going to sleep?" Min Qiu repeatedly confirmed, "Are you going to sleep now?"

Joaquin: "No, sleep later. What about you?"

Min Qiu looked at Hua Jin seriously, and then at the room: "I want porridge, help me get a bowl!"

"Ah?" Joaquin opened his mouth and motioned for him, "Go and fill it yourself... Hey, hey!"

"No," Min Qiu grabbed his shoulders and pushed him out, "My hand is broken and I can't hold it. Why don't you fill it up for me? Go quickly."

Taking advantage of the time when Joaquin had no choice but to get a bowl of rice, Min Qiu casually paced into the room.Dawei smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Have you sent that child away?"

Min Qiu: "...um." This guy has never made people feel happy when they see it, why is it always which pot is not opened and which pot is always lifted?

After Joaquin came back, he turned on the laptop screen, but the game displayed on the screen was not "Flying Immortal", but another online game of heroes fighting.

Looking at the picture, Min Qiu felt confused, and his brain announced a temporary strike for fifteen minutes, refusing to provide services to sort out his mood.

After the two got together, they were very unconscious, regarded Min Qiu as nothing, and discussed enthusiastically around the table: "How about this? Do you know the routines played in those live videos?"

"Uh, let's play a new one first, this one is quite popular recently." Joaquin chose a hero and waited for the countdown to start.

Min Qiu was holding a bowl of clear porridge that should have been poured out, standing behind the two of them silently watching the screen. He saw Joaquin walking along with a few soldiers who looked like little soldiers, and at some point they would appear from the shadows. A person comes, and in a few seconds, that person will turn into gray and white like soot on a collapsed ground, and a disdainful female voice will come out from the computer, saying "Your strategy lacks diversity", "About your sword The story is over" or "I'm a weapon, and you're a pudding...", at the same time, Dawei will cheer exaggeratedly: "Oh oh oh! 66666!"

Min Qiu made a silent "tss" in his heart.

After repeating this for more than ten minutes without knowing what to say, Joaquin rubbed the small scroll wheel below with his little finger, and shook his hand: "It's almost done, wait for the other side to cast in a few minutes, this one will be upgraded after the end."

"Okay." Dawei touched his pocket and took out his wallet, "Hey, 350."

"300 is fine," Joaquin pulled out one of the cards, "I've been playing for so long, and you didn't rush me."

Dawei closed the wallet and turned to one side, and pushed back his hand: "Don't be ridiculous, it's still long? The one I found on a certain treasure said it was a professional agent, and it would take at least a week to call for 400 yuan. I'm so old, don't let me remind you." Let me ask, but in the end I didn’t call.”

Joaquin smiled and said: "How can it be, there are reliable ones on the Internet, you didn't find the right person."

Dawei: "Hey, the agreed 350, take it, you have spent a lot of effort."

Min Qiu watched from behind as the two pushed the 50 yuan back and forth. After a few back and forth, Joaquin folded the money in his hand: "Okay, thank you."

He gulped down the cool porridge to moisten his throat, and when the distinguished guest walked through the door, he asked thoughtfully, "Is that what you were doing? You were in the toilet just now?"

"Ah... that was the beginning of the game. I had a stomachache and couldn't walk away, so I took it to the bathroom." Joaquin looked ashamed to say, "Well, I just hurt, didn't I..."

"I didn't ask if you had diarrhea or not," Min Qiu's mood was still complicated like a mess, "I just asked you were you playing just now?"

Joaquin stared at him blankly: "Ah? Yes."

Min Qiu: "..."

His illusion was just an illusion.

Even though the lifespan of demons can grow endlessly, for them, a day is still a day, and a year is also a year, and their expectations for the future are not correspondingly reduced because the proportion of these times to the length of life is smaller than that of humans.

Especially for Min Qiu who has only been in human form for a few years, on the contrary, he is even just a primary school student who has just been allowed to go out alone in some respects, and he has infinite longing for the human world.

He has just grown up and is still ignorant. The fantasy about "love" is just a pink cloud without a specific shape. Just now he really thought for a moment that he and Ruanruan may not only meet in the game, It's so simple to meet on the street, but they live next door, which is more "a dimly lit place" than "suddenly looking back, that person is in a dimly lit place".

Compared with such a fate that is enough to be recorded in the annals of history, what does it matter if she is a gentle and considerate big sister or a "little princess" with fluttering hair?

But he really thinks too much.

Joaquin crossed his fingers, still explaining: "I, I haven't played for a long time... I can tell when to do what, really, if I don't play this time, I will delay the class. Dawei's number, I only played for a while every day, and then I went up. It is so hot, and it is not convenient to go out to work..."

The disappointment in Min Qiu's heart quickly exploded at that small breakthrough, and he couldn't help but sternly shouted: "Stop talking!"

Joaquin and Dawei played this game before. He had seen others play it before, but it was just playing small soldiers, arrow towers and the like. have to come.It takes at least an hour to play such a broken game, but at the price Dawei paid, wouldn't Joaquin have to play hundreds of games?

A game is counted as one hour, so isn't that just a few days and nights?

Min Qiu felt that he had been cheated, and was very angry: "You have been playing this in the house these days? You told me that you were reading? You told me that you have no problem making up the exam?"

Minqiu's throat cavity, chest cavity and other resonating bodies are proportional to his height. When he got angry, his own eardrums buzzed, but at the moment he obviously didn't care about these things, instead he yelled like venting his anger. There is a kind of desperate joy, which overcomes the loss in my heart that I have nowhere to say: "Did I tell you not to play with him? What can he teach you? Still draw pictures? Draw a fart! I whisper here every day Angrily afraid of disturbing your review, why don't you just close the door and play games?"

When Min Qiu was in his hometown, he didn’t howl and struggle and no one paid attention to his troubles, but it was the first time for him to talk to people like this outside, not to mention that he usually spoke softly to each other, lest he would blow away with a sneeze Joaquin is gone.

The thin figure was suppressed by his aura and did not speak for a long while.

Min Qiu was still puzzled: "Are you crazy? 300? How much time did you waste?"

"Not much, I play very fast," Joaquin explained eagerly, "Generally, the opponent is ready to surrender 10 minutes before the end of the fight..."

However, Min Qiu didn't want to listen to his answer at all, interrupted him rudely, and said meanly: "You are short of that money?"

Joaquin stood silently, didn't answer for a long time, his gaze dropped lower and lower, from Min Qiu's face to the ground.

Min Qiu's anger soared to a certain height, like climbing a rock, and if he wanted to go up, he had to find a pedal: "Say it!"

"It's not that I'm short of money..." Joaquin whispered, "I'm a 20-year-old, and I want to use my spare time to do some work to make money. Is this wrong? Dawei can take orders and help others draw and make pictures, can I? "

As soon as "Dawei" was mentioned, Minqiu's heart burst into flames again - the irritability of "the people around you insist on making friends with the people you hate" filled his chest.

"Girls can stand at the booth and be a concierge, can I? Can a major with few classes be a tutor, can I? Then what can I do? To distribute flyers, or to be a sales promotion? Once I go for a day, I will ask for it at the earliest when I come back. It's midnight," Joaquin said slowly and with difficulty, "I can only go there one day a week, but the factory doesn't necessarily need to work only one day."

Min Qiu: "You know it's not easy to work, so you have to work hard? It's over if you just stay there!"

"Why do I have to 'stay here'?" Joaquin exhaled slowly, and said each word stiffly, "Isn't it earned by helping others play games? I play Dawei's account for a day A few games, two hours, and three days to advance, who am I in the way? Others can use their skills to make money, why can't I?"

Min Qiu was exasperated: "Is it still a 'skill'? Playing such a broken game is still called a skill?"

Joaquin didn't fight with him, he felt that the lesson was not focused at all, and it was not enough to relieve his anger, but when Joaquin really refuted him, Min Qiu couldn't help getting angry, and before the other party opened his mouth, he yelled again: "You want money I'll give it to you! Study hard, don't fight anymore! Did you hear me!"

"Min Qiu..." Joaquin looked up at him, took a step back, took another step back, stepped back into the room, turned around, and closed the door behind his back.

Min Qiu didn't care whether the soundproof door let his sound wave in, and added another sentence: "Did you hear it!"

He went back to his room and fell on the bed in a fit of anger. He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't help thinking more and more. Annoyed that Dawei was looking for trouble, but also annoyed by Hua Jinyang's obedience, especially annoyed by his gaffe just now. It's almost like a split personality.

After a few days or weeks, everything will be a thing of the past, Joaquin’s extra 300 yuan will be spent soon, Dawei’s rank will drop, but his image in Joaquin’s heart will never come back. Then it crumbled into a puddle.

Even if Joaquin is not Peach Ruanruan, he is also his bonded person. He has been accommodating Joaquin for more than a year in order to get closer to Joaquin, and he finally got along well enough to come out and live together. What kind of broken game had a big fight... Which string did he play wrong just now?What medicine did you take wrong?What is he disappointed about?

As soon as the door was closed, there were only the two of them in this room. Usually, no matter whether they communicated or not, there was no third person there, but that Dawei took his place as soon as he came, and was closer than him and Joaquin. There is also a combination that he doesn't know, and this combination is what makes Joaquin play games without doing business. There are really too many fuses that can detonate him, and he can't tell which one detonated him.

But there is one thing, about Joaquin saying that he is 20 years old, so why can’t he do odd jobs to make money—although Min Qiu blurted out the words “I’ll give you money if you don’t have money” just now, but in reality He knew that Joaquin would never take other people's money for nothing.

They still have seven years of unfinished schoolwork in front of them, and they will be at least 27 years old after graduation.

What is the concept of 27?The children of other families have been able to visit their parents with big bags and small bags during the holidays, but they are still asking their families for living expenses with the meager subsidies that they cannot guarantee.

Before entering the medical school, all of them were the best in their class, and their grades were among the best. Seeing that their classmates in the same class who were not as good as theirs in the past graduated a few years earlier, their careers are on the rise and their incomes are increasing year by year. Families who are mentally prepared will definitely lose their temper. At that time, there will be any kind of pressure... The investment return period of studying medicine is so long, has Joaquin's mother really thought it through?

Min Qiu violently turned over on the bed—Joaquin was right, it was all his own fault!

Joaquin wants to save some money in advance to prepare for a rainy day, and if he can last for a while, even if he doesn't ask his family for a month's living expenses, what the hell is he doing!

Min Qiu took out his mobile phone and searched for the proxy playing service of that game, and randomly found a shopkeeper's online shop and asked, "How much is Gold 5 to Platinum 5?"

The shopkeeper replied: "500 yuan includes bonus points."

Min Qiu didn't quite understand it, and asked, "How long and how many games are you going to play?"

Shopkeeper: "70 games on average, depending on the region and luck, not necessarily. About a week."

Min Qiu: "Is there such a winning streak? How much?"

The shopkeeper: "Do you want to play with a master? There are 100 and 200 rounds, and the live broadcast will score higher, basically winning consecutively."

In such a comparison, wouldn't Joaquin undercharge too much money?

Min Qiu asked again: "95% winning rate, 350 yuan, three days, fight?"

The shopkeeper: "Are you dreaming? Go roll, the crown is still so picky, don't let me see you again."

Min Qiu: "..."

At dawn, Min Qiu rubbed his face, got ready to go and opened the door.

He thought it over, and he wanted to have a good talk with Joaquin. Such a way to earn extra money is not impossible. The key is to formulate reasonable working hours and price lists, refuse excessive work, and strictly eliminate addictive games that affect normal study and life. And list the price clearly to prevent people like Dawei who take advantage of small things from appearing again. In case of bad debts, Joaquin can call at home for him, and he will come to collect the money.

And Joaquin failed to hear his plan.

Joaquin wasn't in the room, not in any of the rooms...he went first.

Min Qiu was a little guilty, sneaked into the room and opened the closet door to have a look - Joaquin didn't have many clothes, they were all cotton and soft, and it was hard to judge which one looked the same as the other Did he take part of it, or did he just have some clothes in total.

It is impossible for the two of them to keep pace every day, and they occasionally went out one after another before, but there was a dispute just last night, and today the emptiness of the room and dining table is extremely dazzling, as if mocking Min Qiu coldly: Without me, What do you do?

hehe.The corner of Min Qiu's mouth twitched: I have survived for 300 years, and I owe you this meal?You lied to me and I'm not angry anymore, why are you still angry?

This day's class was held in an ordinary classroom. There were about 30 desks, and there were a total of 60 people in the class. There was exactly one carrot and one hole, and there were not many rich vacancies.Min Qiu stood at the door of the classroom and saw at a glance that Joaquin had already had a pit. He was sitting in the corner against the wall, and there were radishes in the pits on the other three sides.

Min Qiu walked to the last row by the back door, opened the stool by the door and sat down.

Chi Yuan: "Go, go, there are people in this seat."

Min Qiu put the schoolbag on the table heavily, and said angrily, "I bought it."

If the people in the middle are not swaying around, you can barely see Joaquin's small silhouette, bent over the table like a shrimp, from this angle. I don't know if it's because he hasn't eaten and lost his energy, or because of the stomachache last night. Jun also got up with him and came to class.

Joaquin's hair has been washed, not blow-dried, or smeared with messy things. It is squatting limply on his head-yesterday the hairdresser clearly told them not to wash their hair for at least two days. Jin didn't remember until he got wet.

Based on Min Qiu's understanding of him, if he didn't get his hair done well, he would also be in a bad mood, and it was probably because of this that he lay on the table.

In short, it's not that he's not feeling well, Min Qiu felt a little relieved, of course, it's also out of concern for the person who made the bond... Forget it, guard the fart, he hasn't seen any of them for more than a year He had quarreled with the good-tempered and enthusiastic Joaquin who was blushing and thick-necked, and the only one was himself, who suddenly broke out after eating the porridge cooked by others like a crazy person, how could he still have the face to say that he was worried about Joaquin playing games and being depressed? ?How can you have the face to say protect others?

The afternoon class is still in this classroom. Most of the people put a book that is not important to occupy a seat in the seat, and they are all in their own class. Generally, there is no such thing as someone changing the seat that someone occupied in the morning. thing.Min Qiu walked around Joaquin's place, seeing that no one had forgotten to put the book, so he had to give up.

There is more than an hour of rest time at noon, and it is enough to go home, but there will be a lot of warm greetings from the sun on the way, Min Qiu is too lazy to take this trip, and goes to the cafeteria to eat alone.

In the cafeteria of the medical school, there are countless people eating alone. Everyone came in a hurry, wearing earphones and holding books, ate their share of food, wiped their mouths, and strode away without wasting time. Looking at everything, Min Qiu is obviously not one of them.

There was no Joaquin who was as small as a rocket booster beside him, and he had no one to discuss what to eat. He stood in the queue in a daze, without any inspiration, and vaguely heard a strange voice saying: "Half a portion of fish Fragrant eggplant, half portion of fried meat with mushrooms."

He really couldn't bring himself to think about what to eat for lunch on his own, so he plagiarized when he queued up in front of the window: "Half fish-flavored eggplant, half mushroom fried pork."

The master gave him a very unfriendly look: "No."

Only then did Min Qiu see that the fish-flavored eggplant was a dish from the window next door: "Then... this, this, and this, one each."

The window sent a bowl of soup that you can see, but it will never let you easily drink egg spikes. Min Qiu found a place with the soup in one hand and a vegetable plate in the other, but found that he forgot to buy food.

A wave of students from a little further away from the teaching building poured in. He didn't want to queue up again, so he bought a piece of bread at the window of the canteen—if Joaquin was there, the two of them must have discussed it on the way to the cafeteria What kind of food is delicious, what kind of rice, do you want to order two separate seaweed soups where you can see and drink the egg spikes? They may line up separately, or they may go to find a clean seat first, reminding each other, absolutely not Forgot what to buy.

The bread at the commissary was probably served in the morning, but it was a bit dry in the first half of the day, and the part facing down still had a weird sticky texture, and the jam was also a huge lump with an extremely uneven distribution. Min Qiu raised his hand and threw it in. trash can.

No one would know that he didn't have any food for lunch today.

After the meal, he lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, waiting for a glass of freshly squeezed juice in front of the counter of the cold drink shop - only in this way did he look less lonely.

Yuan Mingyang Online, Min Qiu thought of Ruan Ruan's words, and asked casually: "Brother, did you come to Tiandu by yourself, or with your friends?"

Far famous: "Myself."

Min Qiu: "What about your friends? Aren't they coming with you?"

Far famous: "?"

Yuan Mingyang: "Could it be that I can't live without them?"

Min Qiuru was enlightened: Yes!That's it!Who can't live without?hehe!

There was more than half an hour before class, he went to the teaching building ahead of time, thinking of lying on the table to rest for a while, and then listened to the afternoon class energetically, enjoying the excitement of him alone, but when he entered the door, he saw that Joaquin was already in the classroom. In the classroom, I was joking with a classmate at the front desk.

The two glanced at the door in unison, and Joaquin smiled again.

Min Qiu felt that Joaquin was looking at him, showing his favor.

No matter how you say it, he is also [-] years old. He has passed the age of "knowing the fate" six times. He is not a person who takes little things to heart and has been struggling for years. He immediately walked over to meet that friendly gaze. Regardless of the past, he smiled slightly: "What are you two talking about?"

Joaquin looked up: "Oh, Min Qiu. We didn't say anything."

After all, the two looked at each other and smiled again.

Min Qiu: "..."

Also "Min Qiu"? !

Min Qiu was shocked—you Min Qiu was shocked—you will be with me for the rest of your life!rise!Pass!You just turned around and said "you didn't say anything" to me just after chatting with others? !