[Full Time] Behind the Glory

Silly girl, you actually told us that you have locked up a great god?You, you...are you playing with me? "

Seeing that Sansan wasn't calm, Lin Qian calmed down, and typed calmly: "No. It's true. I'm not joking."

Then Sansan began to repeat Erpei's sentence just now: "F*ck, shit, shit!!!!" She was better than Erpei in that she only swiped the screen and never logged out.At the same time, he shouted and muttered: "You have a problem with your aesthetics, there is a problem, there is a problem."

Lin Qian looked at the screen speechlessly, deeply feeling that her think tank was really unreliable.Just when she was about to close the window and get up to go to her room to collect her thoughts, Liu Mingyuan said: "Do you like him? It's not the kind of simple love between men and women. Answer me after you think about it."

Lin Qian was taken aback for a moment, she put her hands on the keyboard and did not move for a long time.It took a while to type out a sentence: "I like it."

"Fuck! I like wool! Lin Qian, what do you know? Do you know what the boss is talking about? You who have never been in love since childhood, do you know what liking is?" Go, and the perpetrator made her dissatisfied during the madness, the words were very messy.

Fortunately, Liu Mingyuan tuned in and followed Sansan's words: "How much do you like it? Answer me after you think about it."

Lin Qian leaned back on the chair, raised her head and closed her eyes to think for a moment, then typed out word by word:

"I hope to see him every day, but I can also endure not seeing him for a few days in order to see him. I hope to be with him every day. Even if I don't do anything, it is enough for me to be bubbling with happiness But if I can’t accompany him, I hope I can enjoy every moment with him. I used to think that I fell in love with him at first sight, but now it seems not.”

"San San, you just said that I don't know what liking is?"

"Oh, the body does not deceive itself, it is more honest than the soul. I like his kisses, and I am delighted by his touch. You see, his appearance attracts me, and his interior conquers me. I admire his character, and I am attached to him His body temperature. His voice makes me feel at ease, and his smell makes me feel kind. If this is not liking, then tell me, what is real liking?"

After Lin Qian finished typing, she slumped on the chair, and then looked at the few paragraphs she typed, and laughed silently: It's really hypocritical.It can be taken out as a love poem.Well, maybe this is really her first love poem to Han Wenqing.Although, the person who heard it was not the person involved.But after sending out these words, Lin Qian understood Liu Mingyuan's intentions.

"Boss, I think I already know the answer." Lin Qian lowered her head and typed out this sentence in relief.

Liu Mingyuan neither affirmed nor denied, but still sent a sentence so concisely:

"Are you willing to break up with him? Don't want to? Then no matter what you encounter, just grit your teeth and hold on!"

The author has something to say: The Little Theater under the Moon Edition. (PS Is it purely self-defeating?? Self-torture? This is not Ashu, not Ashu, not Ashu)

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【small theater】

The sixth season Tyranny played away against Blue Rain After the match, friendly exchanges between the two sides

"Team Han, today's condition is very good." Yu Wenzhou said to Han Wenqing, "Shaotian was so depressed by you."

"He talks too much nonsense." Han Wen said with a clear heart, wondering if Ms. Lin watched the game.

On the other side, Huang Shaotian pestered Zhang Xinjie

"Why hasn't Glory been updated recently?"

"I heard that the author's hand is disabled." Zhang Xinjie returned, "I'm also in a hurry. It's hard to get stuck in a crucial place."

Seeing the two muttering to one side, Han Wenqing frowned, turned around and asked Yu Wenzhou, "Do you know that the author's hands are better?"

"Why do you ask me about this? You should know better than me." Yu Wenzhou was puzzled.

"How would I know, I'm not handicapped." Han Wenqing replied coolly, "When you handicapped party communicates in private, you can ask."

Yu Wenzhou: "..."

Pass

Lin Qian looked at the line typed by Liu Mingyuan on the screen, smiled lightly, sent an "um" and then closed the dialogue window.Turning her head, she said to her younger brother who had been watching her worriedly behind her, "Lin Ruihang, I think I need an account card for the 'Glory' game."

Lin Ruihang was taken aback, and then said generously: "Okay. I have five account cards of different professions here. All of them are at the full level of 65. What profession do you want?"

Lin Qian blinked her eyes and thought for a while, but couldn't think of anything special.She never touched these things before, and she rarely even played stand-alone.This made her suddenly promoted to an online game with professional competitions. The elevated level was like jumping from the continental shelf to the sea level.Of course, if the great god in the living room is counted, then her level of contact improvement is not from the continental shelf to sea level, but directly catches up with the Mariana Trench to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

"What occupation do you have?"

"Sharpshooter, Swordsman, Berserker, Battle Mage, Boxer. They are all attacking classes, which one do you choose?"

Lin Qian waved her hand: "It doesn't matter, you can just come here." Anyway, I can't figure it out, I just figured it out from scratch.

Lin Ruihang narrowed his peach blossom eyes, turned his head and took an account card from the drawer and handed it out: "Battle Mage. ID: Ku He Ting Yu. It's a male account, but you shouldn't care. It's still scattered and there is no trade union. It's in the sixth district. "

Lin Qian took it over, frowned and muttered: "The withered lotus listens to the rain? The one with 'The autumn shade never disperses and the frost flies in the evening, leaving the withered lotus to listen to the rain'?" Li Dahao's poem was ruined by you just like that .”

"What are you muttering about? The one outside is using ID to blame Tang poetry?" Lin Ruihang had a good ear, and he grasped the point of Lin Xi's words at once.

Lin Qian glanced at him: "His name is imposing, yours is called sour, can it be the same?"

Lin Ruihang held his forehead and was speechless. He stared at Lin Qian for a long time and finally sighed quietly: "Girls are extroverted! Girls are extroverted! The ancients are honest and do not deceive me." Just now he thought it would be unkind to give the old sister the job that Han Wenqing's old rival played, Thinking about it now, what he did was really... so wise!Simply wise and unparalleled!

Lin Qian took the account card and went back to her room, and helped set up the table for lunch.During the dinner, Lin's mother and grandmother were still very polite and enthusiastic towards Han Wenqing, while Lin's father was still sullen and silent, as if he was owed tens of thousands of dollars.Lin Qian sat next to his father, next to Lin Ruihang.Originally, she wanted to rely on Han Wenqing, but when she was seated, Father Lin and Brother Lin cooperated tacitly, and the two of them directly acted as a partition before the eye contact was over.

Lin Ruihang looked loyal, and leaned against Han Wenqing treacherously. After taking a few deep breaths, facing the fierce aura on the left and the hostile gaze on the right, he asked Han Wenqing, "Team Han, what is Tyranny's goal for this season?"

"Champion." When Han Wenqing said this, his voice didn't fluctuate too much, and his tone was as firm and sonorous as ever, which made Lin Qian, who was alone next to him, feel her heart skip a beat.

"Ahem!" Papa Lin glared at his daughter, coughing lightly in dissatisfaction.Lin Qian immediately began to lower her head to eat.

Lin Ruihang glanced at his father indiscriminately, and then said: "But judging from the current situation of the Glory League, there are many strong teams and star players. It is no longer the era when Excellent Era could support the sky in the early days of the league. For Tyranny, There is Excellent Era in the front, and Tiny Herb in the back. Blue Rain is watching from the side, Hundred Flowers are watching, and the rookie of Samsara has emerged. On the way to win the championship, your team seems to have a difficult road ahead."

Maybe Lin Ruihang's words were clever, or maybe Lin Ruihang's identity was different from those newspaper reporters or rivals. After hearing this, Han Wenqing didn't choke with a sting, but calmly repeated: "Tyranny has been established from its establishment to Now, the goal never changes. Difficult road ahead? So what? We will not compromise, let alone give up."

Lin Ruihang choked, watching Han Wenqing's mouth open and close: He really didn't know what to say to such a persistent person who was almost stubborn.Fortunately, this is at his house, and his sister is sitting next to him. If another person asked Han Wenqing with such suspicious and questioning words, he would have already said coldly: "The goal is not the championship? Then do you want to dominate?" What are you doing here?" Stab fell silent.

Papa Lin's face turned darker when he saw his son's defeat. He pulled away the chair, got up and walked to the study.

"Old Lin, what are you going to do?" Mother Lin raised her voice and asked.

Papa Lin didn't answer, and went his own way.Mother Lin sighed, turned around and greeted Han Wenqing apologetically, "Your uncle is like this. Xiao Han, don't worry about it. Come, eat vegetables, eat vegetables. Try that sweet and sour fish, this is Lin Qian's craftsmanship, I It was all just for her."

After finishing speaking, Mother Lin picked up a piece of fish and put it on Han Wenqing's plate. Before Han Wenqing could say thank you, Teacher Lin came out of the study with a folder in his arms.Going to the dining table, he threw something in front of Han Wenqing, and said in a low voice with a sullen face, "Take it and take a good look at it. My conditions are all here."

"Dad!" Lin Qian finally couldn't help it, and frowned at her father, "I'll talk about what you have to say after dinner." I can't see it anymore.Enough is enough for you!

Father Lin finally accepted the condemnation in his daughter's eyes, pursed his lips, and sat back very unwillingly.Watching Han Wenqing put away the file folder, he said, "Come to the study after eating, I have something to tell you."

Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief.Okay, if she is willing to speak, it means that her father has given in, although the matter of giving the file folder is the same as signing an unequal treaty to pay compensation to the foreign powers.But in the end, there is still room for negotiation.

What's in the folder and what's coming