[Tomb Raiders Notes] Otaku Strange Records

Said you want to use me to get close to my mother!You fucking pervert!Then Wu Xie, I'm going to catch the car, see you after school starts. After finishing speaking, Xie Ziyang pulled up his luggage and left without looking back, leaving behind black glasses writhing in pain on the ground and Wu Xie and Wang Meng who froze in place.

When Xie Ziyang's figure disappeared into the elevator door, Wu Xie glanced at the black glasses that had stopped rolling, and then said to Wang Meng: "I said... Xie Ziyang is Oedipus complex, right?"

Wang Meng nodded.

"Don't agree to any request from the black glasses, or you will regret it."

"Hey blind man, have you fucking changed your career to be a carpet?" It was the fat man who spoke, "Fat man, I still hope that you will change the track soon, damn stop drawing two men hugging each other, magical girl Isn't it great?"

Wu Xie and Wang Meng looked at the fat man at the same time.

Where is the magic girl?

After sending off home and living in Panzi, which is less than half an hour's drive away from DB University, the room [-] for the remaining three people was unusually quiet.

Fatty bought the ticket back to his hometown next week, but he is pestering Xie Yuchen who is not going back now, asking him if he can give him a ride back to Beijing together, so as to save the train ticket money.But since he came back with a dissatisfied face not long after, he probably knew that Xie Yuchen had rejected him.

Wu Xie is not surprised that there will be such a result. Xie Yuchen is easy to get along with, but he is not so good to everyone, and the friendship between Fatty and him is not that high, so it is normal for Xie Yuchen to ignore Fatty .

After returning to the dormitory, the fat man sat back in front of the computer and started watching his animations again.

Zhang Qiling was just like that, sitting at the table and playing games.

Wu Xie had nothing to do, so she took the comics that the fat man had placed in the dormitory and started flipping through them.

The black glasses continued to draw his draft...Sitting on the bed, Wu Xie, who was leaning on the pillow to read comics, looked up at the black glasses—the seat next door, that was Xie Ziyang's desk.

"Wang Meng, why are you here?" Wu Xie looked at Wang Meng who was sitting there with a surprised face, and his exclamation also attracted the attention of others.Seeing Wang Meng's body trembling, after a long time of no movement, Wu Xie dropped the book at hand, walked over, and saw Wang Meng was drawing the background buildings on the draft of the black glasses with a ruler, " Damn, I didn't tell you, you can't agree to any request that the blind man said..."

"This, but..." Wang Meng looked puzzled, looked at Wu Xie, looked at the black glasses, and looked down at the manuscript paper on the table.He also wanted to stay in his dormitory to pack his luggage, and he even planned that after packing his luggage, he would take a shower, have a good night's sleep, and go straight to the station to go home the next morning.

Who knew that he was dragged in after taking a shower in his plan, and the black glasses stuffed the manuscript into his hand without saying a word, and after indicating where to draw what kind of background, he sat on his seat He began to draw seriously, and he didn't have to refuse even if he wanted to, and he didn't know how to speak, and he felt that it was unreasonable to interrupt others to concentrate on doing things...

Seeing that Wang Meng couldn't answer, Wu Xie guessed that Wang Meng must have been forced to help, "Blind man, you can complete your manuscript by yourself, don't try to squeeze others to sell your labor!"

The black glasses said relaxedly, "Xiao Wu, I am making good use of talents, not squeezing them, and did Meng Meng say that he is not willing to help?" Stopping what he was doing, the black glasses smiled at Wang Meng He felt cold.

Wang Meng quickly shook his head several times.

"Look, Mengmeng is not unwilling──"

"No matter how I look at it, he is not willing at all!" Wu Xie yelled, snatched the pen and ruler from Wang Meng's hand, pulled him up, and then pushed him directly to the door, wishing to quickly save him from the misery rescued.

Someone helped him, and Wang Meng became more courageous. Without thinking about it, he rushed out of bedroom [-] and returned to his room.

When Wu Xie turned her head, she saw black glasses standing silently behind her, which startled Wu Xie, "Fuck, who the hell are you trying to scare to death by standing here? Damn Ghost Moon It's not here yet!"

The black glasses just quietly put both hands on Wu Xie's shoulders, Wu Xie felt that this scene seemed familiar, and was about to shake it off, when the black glasses reversed the rogue tone just now, and said: "Xiao Wu, do you know There are only three days left until the deadline..."

"That, that's none of my business!" Wu Xie deserved a little lack of confidence, which didn't mean he was guilty, he didn't think it was right to kidnap others to do things for him like black glasses.

"Otherwise it's like this, Xiao Wu, come here..." The black glasses felt his back being slapped a few times, "Sorry, Xiao Zhang, blocking your way to go to the bathroom?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head, pulled Wu Xie past him, walked into the room, took advantage of the opportunity to close the black glasses and locked the door.

Through the door, Wu Xie's voice was heard through the black glasses, "Brother, what are you doing locking the blind man out?"

"Brother さんー!" The following sentence is probably the line of the animation that the fat man is watching.

Standing outside the door, the black glasses silently took out the phone from his pocket and sent a text message.

I was locked out of the room, everything was in the room.

──Can't you get in?

After Xiao Zhang pulled Xiao Wu in, he refused to let me in.Can I justify the sunroof in this way?For the sake of the many photos I sent you of Xiao Zhang and Xiao Wu?

──Don’t confuse the two things, come on, I’ll see the draft finished the day after tomorrow.

After receiving the last text message, the black glasses reached out and knocked on the door.

There was nothing inside except the sound of Fatty watching animation.

He puts his hands down.

The door to bedroom [-] behind him opened, and the person who came out was Wang Meng.

Wang Meng looked at the black glasses, and the black glasses turned the unresponsive doorknob with a smile on his lips.

Wang Meng struggled in his heart.

"... Now, I have paid back the favor I owe you..." He walked to the door of bedroom [-] and knocked on the door, "Wu Xie, it's me, why did you lock the door?"

Not long after, the door was opened by someone, "I didn't lock it, it was my brother who wanted to lock the blind man..."

"Mengmeng dear, you are so kind, I will promise you with my body if I have the chance." The black glasses hugged Wangmeng up and rubbed it, then left Wangmeng and Wu Xie who were stunned in place, happily Jumped into bedroom [-].

"Blind man, I thought you were going to sleep in the hallway."

Nineteenth, not LuckySeven

A few more days passed, Fatty left, Wang Meng also went back, after the black glasses said two days ago that he was going to hand in the manuscript, he never came back, and Xie Yuchen, who slept next door, came here with his luggage in the morning At that time, Wu Xie really had the feeling of "I wonder what kind of young master Xie Yuchen really is".

Although he had the impression that he played with Xie Yuchen when he was a child, he really couldn't remember why they played together.

Having said that, bedroom [-], where there are only two people left, is unbelievably quiet. As long as Zhang Qiling's voice on the keyboard is a little softer, basically even the sound of a needle falling on the ground can be heard clearly.But it depends on what kind of game he is playing. The range of games Zhang Qiling plays is too wide. Some only use the mouse, some only use the keyboard, and some use both together, causing him to be by the side occasionally. When watching Zhang Qiling playing games, I always admire him for not confusing the gameplay of so many games. If it were him, his fingers would definitely form a Chinese knot on the keyboard and mouse.

They are not the only students who stay in the dormitory and do not go back. There are also a few people from other dormitories on the third floor who stayed, but usually there is no intersection. Greeting nodding acquaintances.

The entire building of Mojinsu is as high as twelve floors. What makes Wu Xie feel a little strange is that almost all the people above the seventh floor have gone back, and those who have not returned will also stay on the sixth floor or the floors below the sixth floor. For the rooms of classmates or juniors, the seventh floor can be said to be a completely empty city.

But he was curious, and he didn't know who to ask to get an answer to his question.

But life will find its own way out. Two days later, one afternoon, he was alone with nothing to do. He had almost read the novels or comic books he borrowed. Zhang Qiling put on headphones and played games again. Damn, Wu Xie was so bored all by himself that he grabbed his wallet and took the books he borrowed from his classmate on the fourth floor of the dormitory. Come back with some snacks.

He remembered that the fat man said before he left that his computer mainframe would not be turned off, so that the poor guy who was still at school could play some videos to kill time during the long summer nights when there was nothing to do, so he planned to buy some snacks after , and see if there are any new videos to watch from Fatty.

As soon as I went up to the fourth floor and arrived at the students' room, I saw several seniors from the department playing poker together in the room.

"Senior, you didn't go back to your hometown?" Wu Xie asked curiously after returning the book to the classmate.

"If you can't buy a ticket, who wants to stand back all the way? If you really stand back, both legs will be useless!"

Hearing the senior's answer in such a loud voice, Wu Xie thought it was true. Although it is not the Spring Festival, it is really difficult to buy tickets for this holiday. The school will continue to open the dormitories for students to use. This is somewhat of a concern, as some students live far away What's more, if you can't buy a ticket to go back to your hometown, and the dormitory is closed, don't you want the students to sleep on the street?Thinking of this, Wu Xie began to feel that the policy of this school is really for the sake of the students, this is really a good school──

"By the way, senior, aren't all of your rooms available?"