Strange Chinese language, outdated military weapons, slightly different attire, and imitation of antique cars, but with superb hacking skills.

The video sent last time was a brutal military drill, and the video sent this time is a racing competition.The environment in the two videos is very different.The desolate desert and the underdeveloped city with tall buildings all show that this person's position is very complicated.

"Cole, record the screen, and then send it to Joyce." Francis recalled the planets he locked before. He did a lot of homework, but found that none of them could match the region where this person was.

It is possible for such a strange person to appear among the interstellar pirates, but as a pirate, it is impossible to be so idle and panic, and it is impossible to remain indifferent after invading his optical brain.

In addition to such guesses, another idea emerged in Francis' mind.

Outside the borders of the empire, beyond the fringes their technology explored, there were scattered clusters of small planets.Most of the people living there are mavericks, or are tired of human society, and never take the initiative to contact people from the three major forces.

Then it is quite normal to have such a child who looks different.

He hadn't been able to see the man's face in the previous video of the military exercise.But the racing video shows the back of a head, obviously, this person is no more than 20 years old.

The person in the video is turning the steering wheel hard, and he can't learn to slow down even if he goes through a big curve. It makes people feel terrified to watch, for fear that he will accidentally hit a tree and the car will be destroyed.

Francis frowned, entered a paragraph in the edit box, and before sending it out, the screen of the light brain suddenly went black, and no matter how he woke it up, there was no response.

Shu Yang was enjoying himself at the Wild Dog Club. This kind of non-life-threatening simulation racing game really won his heart.

He seems to be born with the ability to play games. No matter what the game is, once it is in his hands, as long as the adaptation period passes, he will be able to improve his skills quickly and without pressure.Therefore, Shu Yang has high requirements for the game, and he gets bored very quickly.

Often others are not yet able to operate proficiently, and he is almost at the top.

So it’s okay to play technical strategy games every time, but for leisure business or role-playing games, he usually opens countless trumpets, and even this can’t satisfy the experience process that he wants to grow slowly in the game.

Tao Zi stood aside, looking at him with folded hands, "Sure, Shu Yang, if you have this skill in actual combat, I think you can compete in the top ten."

Shu Yang kept his hands on the screen, staring at the road conditions on the screen, and said, "It's not like you don't know me, no matter how good this game is, I won't be able to do it on the road."

Tao Zi clicked his tongue, "You are no different from Shanglu now."

This time Shu Yang answered very seriously, "Why not, it's okay to make a mistake here, and you can do it again if you hit it. Seriously, if you make a mistake, it's game over and there's no point to play. I cherish my life."

"You're cowardly." Tao Zi sighed, "Then you practice first, I'll go out and look at my car."

"Yeah." Shu Yang held the steering wheel with both hands and looked ahead, not noticing that the screen of the phone beside him turned on and off by itself.

After running a few rounds, Shu Yang felt that his energy was a bit listless.After all, this kind of thing needs to be devoted wholeheartedly, the attention must be very concentrated, and turning the steering wheel and stepping on the gas pedal can be regarded as a physical effort.

He must go home and rest.

Tao Zi looked at his small body, and clicked his tongue again, "All right, do you want me to see you?"

"No, I'll just take a taxi." Shu Yang waved his hand and said goodbye to Tao Zi. To be honest, he wanted to give up.

It’s okay to practice racing, he doesn’t like this thing very much, he doesn’t eat too much, and he doesn’t... In short, he came up with many reasons to give up. Finally, Shu Yang glanced at the five wild dog clubs behind him. big signboard with words.

Forget it, come on tomorrow.It's better to be a bohemian wild dog than to be ridiculed as a cowardly bunch of useless dogs.

Shu Yang touched his pocket and took out his two mobile phones.

First of all, after looking at the part that was still in use, Shu Zhiyi sent a message saying that at the end of this month, he would go back to China to attend some dinner party, and asked him to go with him, just in time for the father and son to have a meal.

The meal had to be at someone else's banquet, Shu Yang marked it as read with a blank face, and then saw no other news.

He can be regarded as a rather homely person in his bones.

One reason is that he cannot make friends unscrupulously because of his family background. The more important thing is that he seldom communicates with unfamiliar people, let alone the painful process from unfamiliarity to familiarity. He experiences as little as possible.

So his communication equipment, except for a few of his good buddies who would occasionally look for him, and his Shu Zhiyi notifications would rarely look for him, almost all communication companies sent him text messages to say hello.

Shu Yang stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket and opened the other one.

Although he has a rather homely personality, he doesn't have so many worries on the Internet.

Just because he doesn't like contact with strangers doesn't mean he isn't a cheerful and lively person.He also needs to communicate.

Moreover, under the protective color of the Internet, he can express himself more directly without worrying about other things.

Shu Yang pressed the button, but the screen didn't turn on.

Why did he turn off the phone for no reason, and it's impossible to run out of battery. After all, the battery was full when he came out, and he didn't use the phone much today.

Thinking of this, he restarted the machine, and without a second of hesitation, he directly entered the anonymous chat interface.

The difference is that several warm reminders popped up.

[The software has been updated to the latest version, and the newly added functions are as follows: 1,...]

Shu Yang flipped through it casually, and saw that after this update, the chat page has become more humane.There are many other functions, but he didn't care too much. After all, besides chatting with this big pigeon, he didn't need any other functions such as video intercom and sending and receiving red envelopes.

He turned off the update notification, and only then did he see the message sent to him by his online chat big pigeon, two hours ago.

[not bad. ]

Why is it good again?

Shu Yang was puzzled.When he pulled up the chat record, his face froze.

The two-second voice bar reminded him that what the big pigeon said was not bad, and he typed slowly with his fingers.

[As long as you are happy:) Mysterious smile]

[I am very happy. ]

[Ha ha ha ha ha……]

Shu Yang looked at Miaohui's chat box and the "typing" on it, and thought that this function is not bad, at least he can see whether the person is there or not.

However, the other party has been typing, and no message has been sent. At first, Shu Yang thought that the other party was typing a long string of words, but he returned home, and the other party hadn't sent it yet, and there was no movement. message back.

[Big Pigeon, what did you want to say just now?It's been so long, and I still don't know what to call you, Da Ge?My surname is Shu, you can call me Xiao Shu, you are welcome]

Still couldn't hold back the skin.Shu Yang looked at the news he sent and fell into deep thought. In fact, apart from being a lot of drama, this big pigeon is still very qualified to be a netizen.

He never checked his household registration in an annoying way, and he never asked for a face-to-face interview when he came up. What's more, he thoughtfully ignored every time Shu Yang begged for a beating.

Shu Yang was moved to tears by this.

[Francis Berkeley Tours. ] Because Shu Yang has been speaking Huaxia, Francis naturally told him his Chinese translation name.

Shu Yang looked dumbfounded at the long list sent from the other side.what is this?foreigners?He was so frightened that he quickly searched the Internet for how to reply to sentences from foreign netizens.

[Hi~bro~Your chinese is really dial~]

After he finished sending this sentence, the other party didn't move for a long time, and Shu Yang sent another one embarrassingly.

[Are you really a big foreigner?I really can’t tell, I was joking with you just now]

[I'm not a foreigner, I'm an Imperial.You do not know who I am? ]

Shu Yang thought to himself, how could he know whether the netizen he randomly matched was a human or a ghost, but he still had to agree with him on the surface first.

[I know, you are the star of the empire!I adore you from childhood! ]

Shu Yang clicked on the emoji package that was just updated, and casually sent one out.

The fat orange cat was sitting on the floor, looking at the person in front of the screen with contemptuous eyes as if looking directly at the person in front of the screen through the mobile phone, with the words "Oh, everyone here is hot chicken".

……

Before waiting for a reply, Shu Yang lay on his back on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

In fact, talking like this twice a day made him feel much more comfortable.

People who don't have to work hard to maintain interpersonal relationships, who can listen to strange netizens who don't reveal their secrets, and people who can chat and fart when they need company.

Shu Yang glanced at the cell phone that he put next to his face, but he would be very regretful about one thing.

The price of this beautiful relationship is that it doesn't exist.

The two people who can chat across the screen may live in different cities, have different lives and circles, and are busy with their own affairs. Only when they are free, they will think of friends on the Internet and chat a few words, expressing a kindness and harmony. A different self in reality, completely releasing myself.

During this process, imagination is mostly involved. If we really meet each other one day, I am afraid that this kind of fragile intimacy that seems to be absent will disappear.

Shu Yang closed his eyes, so what was he thinking about, he was not at all curious about this big pigeon, okay?

"Shu Yang!!!"

Just as Shu Yang relaxed his nerves and wanted to rest for a while, he heard the sound of Shen Yi opening the door and howling ghosts and wolves.

"Shu Yang, you must help me!!!"

Shu Yang opened his eyes, just as Shen Yi kicked open Shu Yang's bedroom door.

The two looked at each other for a while, Shu Yang closed his eyes again, "Wipe your footprints clean before talking to me."

But before he gave Shen Yi time, Shen Yi rushed up and shook his shoulders frantically, shaking away the sentimentality and melancholy that he had worked so hard to get out just now.

"Don't sleep yet, I'll wipe it off later! Mengran is going to break up with me! Save the child!!! Shu!!!" Fatty Shen was called Fatty, and he still used his voice to explain what fat is with full confidence at this moment.

"Why?" Shu Yang opened one eye, still lying on the bed, just turned his head to look at him.

Shen Yi lay on the side of the bed, pressing the soft mattress into a depression, buried his fat face in his arms, and said in a blue, thin and sad tone, "something happened to her family, I paid her for it. She said and I am not in the same world! Why is it not in the same world, I am obviously breathing the same smog under the same blue sky."

"You are indeed not in the same world. Come back brother dei, come back to our ranks."

"I didn't quarrel with you. You have a lot of ideas. Help me think about it!" Shen Yi hammered Shu Yang around. Although his tone was a little exaggerated just now, the expression on his face is much more serious now, and it seems that he is serious. of.

Shu Yang opened his eyes and looked at Shen Yi to give him an analysis, "Xu Mengran was working part-study all the time when she was in school. I don't know what's going on in her family, but working part-study in high school is not afraid of delaying her studies, so there must be some needs in this regard. You just use the money to fill it... She may think that you have different ideas."

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