Ye Shangxian, eat well and drink well! [Mountains and rivers x food language]

The dragon's back has developed into a mental retardation, but its heart is upright.

If the sword master lets it fly, it will be happy and epileptic.

Ye Baiyi vacantly spread out his five fingers, holding the air in his hand, and stood there in a daze.

He repeatedly called the dragon back in his heart, hoping that it could levitate normally...ordinary is fine.

And the dragon's back was close to him, hanging in the air trembling, hitting the back of his hand again and again, again and again.

It didn't understand why Ye Baiyi opened his hand but didn't hold it. Could it be that it didn't fly up to be held.

Ye Baiyi tried to communicate for a while, and the dragon's back plunged into the ground with a "dang", and fell silent: "...hum."

A strong feeling of disappointment and self-abandonment came, Ye Baiyi choked for a moment, cut off the spiritual connection, he leaned over and took the dragon's back in his hand, and waved it twice in the air.

The feel is still familiar, and the Dragon Back is a good sword.

But it doesn't understand many things, it only knows about cutting people and Changqing, and thought that Ye Baiyi asked it to come out because of one of these two things.

Ye Baiyi talked for a long time, but it couldn't understand the meaning of ordinary levitation. It only knew that it was a sword, and there were no enemies or old friends around it.

Ye Baiyi was in a complicated mood. He sat on the stone next to him, put the dragon's back on his lap, and flipped through the pages of the book.

This "Sword Control" is generally aimed at swords with a healthy mind. It is like a foreign language book, filled with "Hello, howeyou? Nicetomeetyou!" A collaborative intent, spelling out instructions so that a sword can be easily understood.

The sword is actually a very direct and communicative creature. It is not like a human. Its understanding of dignity is different from that of a human. It does not mind being ordered by others. This is a way for it to cultivate itself.In this process, it can realize the Tao, gain experience points, and improve itself.

But first of all, on the one hand, the sword master must be recognized as a qualified user by it, and on the other hand, the sword master's intentions must be accepted and understood by it, so as to cooperate with it personally.

Ye Baiyi is undoubtedly the sword master recognized by Long Bei.

But he got stuck on the second step, and Longbei couldn't understand nor understand flying.

It comes from the world of martial arts, I have no idea about this.

Moreover, Longbei's mind is very weak, not very reasonable. It has not been in contact with other people for a long time, and it has not watched many people's life history. It has been repeatedly abused by Ye Baiyi every day for nearly a hundred years.

Ye Baiyi ran the train with his mouth full, while Longbei crushed the train with his head full, without the power to resist.

"..." Xiaoyi felt that Ye Baiyi was very depressed, and he was studying in silence.

However, it was difficult for her to synchronize with Long Bei, and she couldn't help him, so she could only sit quietly with him and support him mentally.

After a while, Ye Baiyi let out a long sigh, and stood up with a flick of his sleeves: "...I can't understand Longbei!"

"...Senior Ye, don't be discouraged. If we try other methods, we don't necessarily have to use the dragon's back." Xiao Yi patted Ye Baiyi on the back to comfort him.

Her first choice is of course Ye Baiyi to manipulate the dragon's back and levitate and lift Longxiao, but that doesn't mean there are no other options.

Ye Baiyi was still very depressed, that was Longbei, and Longbei, who had followed him for many years, actually had such a big generation gap with him: "What else can I do?... Tell me!"

Xiaoyi stood on tiptoe and took out the silver jade flute from Ye Baiyi's backpack. Although this thing was once an ordinary street stall, after the fierce battle on July [-]th, it was marked with her soul: " I'll give this a try... If there are no accidents, it should be fine."

Xiao Yi poured spiritual power into Yin Yuxiao, leaned over to flip through the book in Ye Baiyi's hand, read the illustrations page by page, and then communicated with Yuxiao.

The silver jade flute is not an antique, it is just a newborn baby, catalyzed by a high concentration of spiritual power, to forcibly develop spirituality.

It ignorantly responded to Xiao Yi's call. It had never seen many things, and Xiao Yi began to tell it patiently, just like making a baby laugh. You don't need too specific cause and effect, just find a way to achieve your goal.

As long as it is willing to fly, it is fine. As for the specific reason, it can be understood slowly by itself.

Yin Yuxiao was quickly persuaded, and Xiaoyi used the metaphor of flying birds and fallen leaves to ask if it was yearning for clouds.

She spoke in a particularly stream-of-consciousness manner, but Yin Yuxiao was illogical. It floated up happily, hanging at a height of five or six meters in the air, pointing straight at the sky, and there happened to be a cloud directly above it.

There was a burst of joy in the spiritual connection, and Yin Yuxiao liked this feeling.

On the day when its spirituality was born, it fell straight from the boundary of the world - from the sky, in Xiao Yi's hands - to the earth.

It only loves disco, and will always like it.

Yin Yuxiao pointed at the cloud, maintaining this posture to levitate, Xiao Yi couldn't help laughing: "Senior Ye, look at it!"

Ye Baiyi raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and found it interesting, he had never had this kind of experience before, the silver jade flute was obviously just a utensil, but it was like a child trying to please his parents.

Ye Baiyi pursed his lips and smiled: "You Xiao is a latecomer, and you have the ambition to rise to the top of the cloud."

As soon as the words fell, Long Bei suddenly stood up from his hand.

With a swish, it floated up in anger, and a bright sword light swayed away.

The dragon's back followed suit, half suspended in the air, suspended at a higher position, pointing the tip of the sword at the sky, and then forcibly connected to Ye Baiyi's perception.

Long Bei finally found a reason to fly, it wanted to save the Zun.

...it was humiliated by a young street vendor.

Long Bei: Father, praise me.

Ye Baiyi: "..."

Xiaoyi: "..."

Yin Yuxiao was frightened by Longbei.

It lost power for a second, fell down the stairs, and rolled all the way to Xiao Yi's skirt, like a dead object.

Xiaoyi picked up Yuxiao speechlessly, trying to connect to its spirit, but found that it could not be connected temporarily, and it collapsed.

When it first came to this world, it was bullied by a hundred-year-old sword.

It was terrible, the old sword almost smashed it just now.

Yin Yuxiao's soul is out of the body, no matter how it is called, it refuses to give birth to spirituality, and it falls into autism.

"...Senior Ye, your dragon back is really promising." Xiaoyi didn't know what to say, but the result was good, "Now you should be able to control the sword smoothly." She started to stuff Yuxiao back into Ye Baiyi in the backpack.

Ye Baiyi was at a loss. He had never educated children, and he didn't know how to raise a sword. Today, he rashly used the enlightenment manual, which led to the awakening of Longbeijian, who had been with him day and night, and became a difficult person after awakening... What to do next, He started to feel overwhelmed.

It is really difficult to be a sword fairy. The first step of Changming Mountain Sword Immortal destroyed his IQ of saber, and he started to struggle from then on.

Longbeijian is eager to win and lose, and is eager to prove himself. If Ye Baiyi doesn't send commands, it will rise up and down, slashing in the air, and its posture is extremely arrogant.

Then a smooth sliding shovel hung flat in front of his knee.

Ye Baiyi's communication with it was stuck at a certain step, and the dragon's back was full of annoyance asking him to step on itself, it wanted to manned spaceflight.

Be sure to compare the street stalls.must.

...It is impossible for that street stall to do this no matter what.

Ye Baiyi and Xiao Yi looked at each other, he didn't really dare to step on it, he was a swordsman after all, how could a swordsman treat his own sword by stepping on it, it felt like a humiliation.

"Try it, it's fine." Xiaoyi encouraged him.

Ye Baiyi did step on it.

In the next second, he took off on the spot and disappeared from Xiao Yi's sight.

……

"Senior Ye—!" Xiao Yi was stunned.

Ye Baiyi suddenly disappeared.

A white shadow shot into the sky like a cannon, and there was no time to react.

"Senior Ye—! Ye Baiyi—! Can you hear me!!!??!" Xiao Yi yelled in vain, hoarse, her voice echoed in the forest, and no one answered.

The gurgling sound of spring water in the huge forest is infinitely lonely.

Xiaoyi started to panic, she yelled for a long time by herself, it was meaningless.

She was still holding that book in her hand, that damned "Sword Control".

The current situation is that Ye Baiyi does not have a sword, he seems to be controlled by the sword, because the dragon back is crazy.

No one thought that a century-old sword would be mentally abnormal.

Once awakened, it is a convulsion moment.

...What should Ye Baiyi do, and what should she do.

Xiao Yi paced around in place for a long time, getting more and more anxious, and finally lost her way, and went all the way back to the campsite, alone.

...I feel that Ye Baiyi's speed was too fast just now, I don't know if it has exceeded the speed of the first universe.

Will he really break free from the gravity of the earth and start interstellar aviation.

Satellite Ye Baiyi, when will he be able to come back.

……

"Miss Yi, why did you come back alone, where is the old monster?" Wen Kexing felt that something was wrong, and Xiao Yi appeared alone with his head downcast, and he was very bad.

"...I don't know." Xiaoyi couldn't explain this, "...he went on a trip."

"???????"

Both Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu looked at her in bewilderment with astonishment in their eyes. They thought it was a euphemistic rhetoric, indicating that Ye Baiyi might have passed away when he returned home with a crane.

It was so sudden...how could this be? !

I was still arguing with a few people just now, and it was very lively, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Yi's condition was very bad, and she didn't explain it to a few people. Zhou Zishu said to her in a naive way: "Sadly, I'm sorry..."

After all, people over 100 years old, although they look young, it is not surprising that they die at any time.

Xiaoyi nodded casually, sat cross-legged, and began to sort out the spiritual power in her body, trying to communicate with Ye Baiyi.

It is very convenient for the two of them to communicate now. They are in the same world, sharing her soul engraving, and sharing the five senses to talk to each other in their heads. It is not a big problem.

Soon the communication was connected, Ye Baiyi's side was howling, and he was forced to fly at an altitude of [-] meters.

"Xiao Yi! The Dragon Back doesn't listen to me, I can't get down!!!!" Ye Baiyi collapsed, screaming in Xiao Yi's mind.

Xiaoyi: "...it should be trying to prove itself, it is making a sword." Just like you were a man back then.

Like father, like son.

"...Ah, Long Bei heard us!!!!" Ye Baiyi suddenly became nervous. He and Xiao Yi used soul engraving to talk, but he was also communicating with Long Bei through a spiritual link at the same time. There is no isolation.

The wind on Ye Baiyi's side suddenly became more violent, Xiao Yi was taken aback, instinctively feeling dangerous, Ye Baiyi yelled suddenly: "Xiao Yi, be careful!!!!!!"

In the next second, a ray of bright light burst out of the sky, roaring down from the sky.

Wen Kexing Zhou Zishu was so shaken that he couldn't open his eyes. When the smoke and dust filled the air, Ye Baiyi came up from the nine heavens with his sword.

The snow-colored robe sleeves reflected the rays of the sun, Ye Baiyi's whole body was flying upside down in the wind, his hair was completely disheveled, and he couldn't see any demeanor.

The sword in Zhang Chengling's hand fell off all of a sudden, and he stared at this scene dumbfounded, like watching a fairy tale.

Long Xiao was also dumbfounded, Changming Mountain Sword Immortal is really Feixian, but what is the situation.

"boom--!!!!!!!!"

The dragon's back slashed wildly, and the sword air hit the flying Li Bao. The Yuanyang brocade was thrown upside down and out of the cart, extremely bright and stuck in the air, and Xiaoyi's clothes and skirts were blown all over the floor.

The dragon carried Ye Baiyi on its back and came straight towards Xiaoyi.

This woman is the owner of that stall, unforgivable.

Finally approaching the ground, Ye Baiyi leaped out of his soul and escaped from the dragon's back. He had been soaring at an altitude of [-] meters before, and he couldn't use lightness kung fu to land smoothly: "——Xiao Yi!!!!" With Yi standing behind him, Longbei's slash was merciless.

With the sword master in front, the Dragon Back certainly couldn't complete his attack, but it still had more to say.

After a moment of meaningless confrontation with Ye Baiyi, it suddenly and swiftly slid the shovel, skillfully prying Ye Baiyi up from the ground.

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?

Ye Baiyi held her back in his arms, and the two barely stood firm on the dragon's back, and the dragon's back was unwilling to be lonely, and launched into the sky again.

Dust away.

……

The smoke and dust on the ground dispersed, and many trees fell down one after another. They had just been sawed off by the invisible sword energy.

Both Ye Baiyi and Xiao Yi disappeared, leaving the place empty.

And the luggage of the two people was scattered all over the floor, and the clothes, skirts, pots and pans fell together illogically, as if the days were over.

Zhou Zishu: "???????"

Wen Kexing: "????????"

Long Xiao: "???????"

...Wait, so Ye Baiyi really went on a trip just now?Isn't it driving the crane back to the west? ? ? ? ? ? ?

So what now?Are the two of you traveling together now? ? ? ?

what should they do ? ?What about Longyuan Pavilion? ? ? ?

The author has something to say:

"Make a Sword"

The centuries-old sword, once awakened, ushered in a period of rebellion.

Take the parents away in one wave, bundle them up and launch them into the sky.

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So the cross talk program I bring to you today is "Love and Mint Grass".

Also known as Love and Mint: Grass! "

I said my brain is from the abyss, not my species.

I have fought bravely with it for so many years, and I am still not a qualified brain trainer.

After writing Ye Baiyi for more than two months, I actually broke my defenses very early, and fell into some kind of frenzy about a month ago.

Advertise my love affair with my relatives and friends everywhere, love and paper Changming Mountain Sword Immortal.

Of course, this is meaningless, the only meaning is to be ridiculed inhumanely by good brothers.

Me: "Woooooh, my man, forever, forever, is in my computer. Sad."

Brother: (Send an emoticon package) Caring for the mentally handicapped eyes.jpg

My brother and I were anxious about writing a thesis.

Brother: "It's so difficult, I think it's beyond my ability."

Me: "I'm not good at it either. I'm only good at discussing Ye Baiyi." Generating electricity for love is my essence. Without love, there is no logical and self-consistent motivation.

Brother: "This is the professional counterpart."

Me: "Counterpart, right is appetite." Unfortunately, researchers have developed a love brain.

The brother said that it feels a bit late to write a paper this year.

Me: "I didn't write it either. All my papers this year have only been published in two places."

Me: "Jinjiang, and lofter."

Brother: "Grass."

Me: "I'm sure they don't do anything to please a professor."

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With no way to be present with the ones I love, I can only pray to my brain and pin my hopes on the few hours I sleep each day.

My dream project, the hope of the whole village.

Just like what Ye Baiyi experienced during the two months of building the foundation for love.Those who persecuted him will eventually rebound.

But here comes the problem, there is a generation gap between me and my brain.

What I hope for is often what it is good at killing.

As a terminally ill Ye Baiyichu, no one knows how to injure myself better than my brain.

--

I talked about dreaming with my painter friend, I said that I was trying to dream of Ye Baiyi every day, and I never gave up modeling in my brain every day, trying to load this model into the dream.

And never dream.

Friend: "How so!? Did you dream about it last night? What did you dream about?"

Me: "... last night."

Me: "...I dreamed that I saved the world."

Me: "That's a story with ups and downs, but as always, it's missing key parts." Ye Baiyi, after all, didn't fall into a dream.

Me: "So what if you win the world if you lose."

friend:"?????????"

Friend: "Damn it, the world is saved, why is Ye Baiyi missing."

As a sophisticated writer, every dream of mine is a brain-burning plot with at least 10 words.

This time I probably made a careful calculation, solved an imminent crisis, and then carried a forbidden power. After transferring that power to myself, life will directly enter the countdown, but it can be used before it turns into a bubble. a wish.

At that moment, I almost had the absolute authority of the world and could control anything.

But bodies and souls are also rapidly being drained.

In the end, the boss's hand was still pressed on a dangerous device, and it was glued together to become one. He could activate this thing at any time.

Then I used that power and wrote a line.

I said, I want these hands to become birds and clouds.Nourish the fields and rivers.

Then he lost a pair of hands, the link between the device and him broke, and many white birds flew out of the crack, and the huge steel reaction vessel collapsed from the inside out.

The final picture is very beautiful.

But I wake up and just want to ask one thing.

...No way.

Make a wish, I can make a wish.

...And why didn't I let Ye Baiyi come to me and spend the last few seconds together?

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Before the world's worries and worries, after the world's joy and joy.

The world is happy, Ye Baiyi is happy.

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And I am not happy.

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I actually discussed this issue with my friend Ye Baiyichu who fought fiercely with me in the comment area yesterday.

Me: "I should have only dreamed about him three times in the past two months."

"The first time I wrote about his car that has been ruined for thousands of years, and made him do zero inexplicably." He came to revenge in my dream.

"I drank some Sprite beef jerky first, poisoned myself, then did it again, filled out a huge form, and finally failed to see his face."

I have written about this matter in my writing before, but I deleted it because I was too stupid to fear it would affect my stalwart image. It is basically the plot effect of "The Big Bang Theory" with Jin Jiang's outline.The clown is still myself.

Ye Baiyi is passionate about fishing, and retreats with his whole body, not a single leaf touches his body.

From the beginning to the end, it only gave me a proud back.Like a ruthless figure.

His perfect revenge.

Me: "Successful modeling, failed love."

My friend burst into laughter when he heard about it. Ye Baiyi's fancy self-shark is a lot of fun.

--

Me: "I don't quite remember when I dreamed about it the second time, but he wasn't the main ingredient in that dream, he just added soy sauce."

My friend was happy for me: "But that was also a dream!!!"

...yes, but not quite.

Me: "He is shirtless eating melon seeds with a group of old men, he is so stupid."

Me: "I should just pass by. Then I didn't pay attention."

The friend was shocked: "Why is it from the perspective of passers-by, hurry up and post it?!"

Me: "... There are quite a few big men around him, some are picking their feet, some are fanning the wind, everyone should be enjoying the cool together."

Me: "And I'm really just passing by, just passing by."

Me: "When I woke up, I: 'I'm stupid!!!!!!!!! Ye Baiyi, Ye Baiyi is exposed, upper body, no clothes, but, I don't remember!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!'" I don't remember because I was too disgusted.

Because everyone around was shirtless, I really didn't pay attention, I didn't look at it out of politeness, I just felt hot eyes.

Friend: ""Eating Melon Seeds with a Group of Old Men Shirtless"."

Friend: ""Ye Baiyi Kitchen"."

Me: "... I was very confused when I woke up, you know?"

Friend: "Shit."

Me: "It seems that I saw Ye Baiyi for a moment."

Friend: "Grass."

Me: "But it doesn't seem to be the feeling I imagined."

Friend: "I stopped laughing."

Me: "Fuck the next door, I will be tamed by the brain after all."

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There is a reason for dreaming of Ye Baiyi for the third time.I was stimulated.

I heard from Ye Baiyichu's friend that his dragon back is set as a sword without a scabbard in the original book, and Rong Changqing's id and trademark are actually engraved on it.

I haven't read the original book, and I watched the drama very sloppily. I skipped and watched it at double speed. This speed is the most comfortable to listen to Ye Baiyi's slander. If possible, I would also like to triple speed.

In the end, I really didn't know that it was cast by Rong Changqing, and I thought it was the kind of ancient sword passed down from generation to generation in the tombs of ancestors.

At that time, I had already written the manuscript at a later position than here, and I had various arrangements for the dragon's back.Then I never expected that the sword was actually engraved with words.

"Magician Changqing self-forged sword".

I really didn't pay attention! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

When the camera shot close-ups of those tadpole characters, Ye Baiyi had grown white hair, and his whole mind was on that sword, while my whole mind was on his white hair. My heart is bleeding, who would want to look at that sword.

Who would pause to savor the word tadpole on the sword.

Who would have the insight to discover that there are actually two words in it that are Evergreen.

……

This is really beyond the control of mere human beings.

After that, I went crazy and got hit hard. I didn’t write the manuscript for a day, and changed all the previous manuscripts one by one.

All the parts related to the setting of the dragon back have been changed, just like correcting a wrong question.

After editing many chapters, it was midnight, and I had a nightmare after I lay down.

... I dreamed of Rong Ye! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

A very perfect Rong Yemeng, so fucking perfect, Ye Baiyi, Rong Changqing, both of them have complete modeling, perfect dubbing, close focus and far focus, skillful switching of the camera, everything is very smooth, never before experience.

The only imperfection is that I can't opt ​​out of playback.

Forced to watch it all.

I:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

I won't describe this dream, I don't want to give food to the most hated couple.

That was really an awesome dream. Objectively speaking, it might be a height that all Mrs. Rong Ye combined could not reach.

Because it is logical and self-consistent, it actively proved something to me from a very terrifying angle, the wheels of the car roared and ran over my face, and there was a green grassland above my head.

…unbelievable that my brain did it.

Unbelievable, that is actually an organ that belongs to me.

Once something is said, Rong Ye may instantly become top-notch.

... I struggled to control my mouth, did not disclose myself, threw myself into various small windows and cursed myself loudly, and went crazy with various relatives and friends.

That blow really made me uncomfortable for a long time, and I couldn't look directly at any of Ye Baiyi's clips for a long time, to this extent.

Then I became obsessed with proving that the dragon's back had a scabbard.

Persevered for a long time, but I succeeded.

The evidence is that there is a scene in Ye Baiyi's fighting scene in Longyuan Pavilion, a very handsome scene. His white clothes are floating in the air, and he slaps the bottom of the scabbard with his hand behind him. The back is vacated and unsheathed.

Please note the following three points:

(1) In this scene, there is a close-up of the scabbard. We can clearly see the outline of the scabbard. The white cloth is translucent, and there is indeed an angular thing wrapped in it, which cannot be blocked at all.

(2) The action of force is mutual, and p=F/S.Assuming that the sword really does not have a scabbard, then this action design means that Ye Baiyi's powerful palm hit the sharpest part of the dragon's back.But any talented martial artist with a long brain would not fight like this.No matter how many layers of cloth are separated, this should not be the correct way for him to draw his sword.So he must know that this thing has a scabbard.

(3) The most direct evidence: sound effects.Ye Baiyi drew his dragon back out of its sheath, every time there was the sound of metal rubbing against metal.As we all know, it is impossible for metal and cloth to make that sharp and clear sound through friction.

To sum up, the props team, actors and teachers, dubbing staff, and Newton worked together to fully demonstrate the fact that "the dragon has a scabbard on its back" from the above three different angles.

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Therefore, in this article, the dragon's back is not a sword without a scabbard.

Don't ask me why I am obsessed with this, you will definitely not want to know.

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This is the third time I have dreamed of Ye Baiyi.

I forced myself to forget about it.

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I went crazy that day, so I added the whipped corpse to the outline overnight after I finished it.

Then, the plot was designed, and at some point after that, all the traces left by Rong Changqing on the sword were erased with reason.

How can a logically consistent person be defeated by a brain from the abyss.

My Goldfinger was made for this.

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After angrily complaining about this series of incidents with my friends, I was dominated by these unfortunate memories again that night, and I felt very unwilling.

I wrote 40 words of Ye Baiyi, and I don't even deserve to dream of him ordinary and ordinary.

Every dream is a blow.

That night, I was so angry that I swiped all of Ye Baiyi's clips repeatedly. How could I be defeated by a paper man as a modeler? Today I just want to dream about this man, and then hold hands with him....

my ultimate goal.Hand in hand.

That's not too much to ask, is it?

I have always been the brain of a scientific researcher, and the social interaction of elementary school students.

But I insisted on modeling, dreaming, and then attacking this person to compensate me for my spiritual loss.

……

Overnight, I felt as if I had done it.

But it doesn't seem to be what I imagined.

one more time.

——Did I dream that Ye Baiyi fell in love with me?

—Yes, but not at all.

...Because in this dream, I am Ye Baiyi's perspective.

I have been logically self-consistent, feeling inappropriate, and gradually giving up on myself. After that, it didn't seem to last long before it changed back to the form of pure text.

I was even more confused when I woke up.

I told my friend about it, and my friend thought I was really incredible.I feel so too.

Me: "...Do I love him or his account?" Ye Baiyi was confused.

Friend: "If you love him, you have to fuck him..."

"Login account"

I wanted to create an account for the person I love, so that he and I can enjoy the dream space and post sweetly in it, but I accidentally logged into his account, and then I couldn't get off.

--Mint leaf

Friend: "However, when you got on your body, did you deliberately follow the logic of Ye Baiyi's behavior?"

I recalled: "I have been confused since I got on my body."

To be honest, that's a really confusing thing. It's contradictory to my original intention, but it's also a unity of opposites.

Me: "If you want to simulate the logic of his behavior, it seems that there is, but it doesn't seem to be."

Friend: "Mint: Am I dedicated, am I really dedicated?"

Me: "I remember my behavior at the time was very contradictory. It seemed that in the end it was too contradictory to convince myself that I was Ye Baiyi, so it became words." Straight down one-dimensional.

Friend: "It seems to be there, but not completely."

Friend: "It seems to be there, but not at all."

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After this blow, I was no longer obsessed with dreaming, and I found that keeping in good health is the true meaning.

Friend: "When I go to sleep, I usually wake up and wake up. I may have dreamed, but I have completely lost my memory." Generally, I don't remember dreams.

Me: "I can usually recall quite a few parts in the first ten minutes of waking up... I can choose to remember them or forget them." Generally, my dreams are quite plot-like, and I would be reluctant Forget it, it's like whoring a stand-alone game for nothing.

Friend: "So."

Friend: "Why did you remember the part about Rong Changqing?"

She was talking about the third time I dreamed of Ye Baiyi, that Ye Meng.

But that time, apart from certain unspeakable essences, the logic of the plot itself was not outrageous. Ye Baiyi was generously issued by Rong Changqing, numb and self-deceiving, and I was forced to watch, numb and unable to leave. A dream let The two lost their dreams at the same time.

...And my first reaction at the time was really not to abandon this dream, because it made me fall into a long-term shock.

When I came back to my senses, I found that my brain had decided on its own, and had spontaneously reviewed it several times, and I couldn't forget it at all.

I replied to my friend: "...I couldn't help recalling that dream at that time."

Friend: ""I Can't Help It"."

Me: "Anyway, this is essentially the first time Ye Baiyi appeared in my dream in a highly completed form." With complete body and image, excellent demeanor and coordinated behavior, and vivid emotional portrayal , Exquisite dubbing, can't find a single flaw, it's him seamlessly.

It really can be recalled repeatedly, because it is so accurate, so it is extraordinarily shocking.

I am still trying to explain to my friend, hoping to let her understand that I am not a pervert who likes NTR plots, but a craftsman who sincerely yearns for SSS-level Nuwa human creation.

Me: "...These are all edited and not in the original drama, and I recreated them, especially perfect." It's like a miracle.

My friend ridiculed me: "Ye Baiyi: Then I thank you, although something terrible has gotten in."

Me: "To be honest, if I don't come here, I don't even know I still have this ability."

Me: "Why don't you usually give me this ability."

Friend: "Show Your Hands."

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Me: "When I woke up from this dream, I really lay down and was shocked for a long time."

Me: "I can do it; but I can't."

The backward level of ideology (around 960-1127 AD) cannot keep up with the advanced level of productivity (Park 2077).

Unlucky logical self-consistent artisan.

Friend: "What is not reaching the deadline?"

Me: "It means that no matter how you pray, you will not get an answer."

This vocabulary is generally used in the field of card drawing.

"Africa"

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Friends were full of praise for the scene of eating melon seeds and making soy sauce.

Friend: "Miracle White Clothes Limited Skin—The Emperor's New Clothes."

Me: "It's too sloppy, okay?"

Me: "I really didn't look carefully, but it feels very coordinated."

Friend: "Shit."

I pondered for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "Am I really Chef Ye Baiyi?"

I found that I couldn't see myself more and more: "Do I really see him as the man I like?"

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Me: Of course.

My brain: no you don't.

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I dreamed of Ye Baiyi three times. For the first time, I took poison and filled out the form.The second time, he was shirtless and gathered the crowd to pick their feet.For the third time, he and Rong Changqing had a happy reunion (the highest degree of completion!).

For the fourth time, I became Ye Baiyi.

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Ye Baiyi's chef, after all, won't be able to pass.