Accidentally wrote the review into a love letter

The half-day video game finally came to an end with the beat of drums.

Li Xing set up the props and pulled the collar to try to dissipate the heat.

Although it is already the twelfth lunar month of winter, after an intense music game, people still feel hot.

Liao Yun handed over the mineral water, watched him drink water with his head up, and asked curiously, "Do you know how to play an instrument?"

When Li Xing heard this question suddenly, he coughed and almost choked.

Under Liao Yun's unhurried pat on the back, he nodded smoothly: "A little bit."

"I used to learn the piano, but it was abandoned later."

"Third year?"

"Almost." Li Xing said vaguely, he stuffed the mineral water into Liao Yun's hands, and exchanged for his star pillow.

The big pendulum clock on the wall of the video game city suddenly rang, and the thick and powerful bell reminded customers that it was almost late at night.

"It's almost nine o'clock?" Liao Yun yawned, "Let's go?"

It's so late, of course we have to leave.

Liao Yun finally got over his addiction to playing video games, and has no interest in the machines in the store. Seeing Li Xing nodding, he walked out the door first.

Pushing open the gate of the video game city, there are two worlds outside the gate and inside the gate.

Inside the door are grotesque neon lights and music, and outside the door are whistles and traffic.

Rubbing his ears that were a little bit unbearable by the noise in the video game city, Liao Yun glanced at the navigation, and frowned indistinctly.

He looked up at a three-year-old child who was concentrating on pinching the corner of the star: "The distance is more than [-] kilometers, and it takes about an hour to take a taxi. Do you want to go back to your dad?"

Li Xing put down his troublesome hands, thought for a while and shook his head: "Forget it, they should all be asleep when we go back so late, and no one opened the door for us."

Before the National Day, when he went back to quarrel with Li Yuan, Li Xing got angry and left without even taking the keys to the house.

"Go back to school."

Although the city center is far away from No. [-] Middle School, at least Li Xing has the key.

"You run faster!"

After Li Xing got out of the taxi, he frantically ran towards the dormitory.

3 minutes until ten o'clock!

If it exceeds the time, then some of them are arguing with the dormitory aunt.

"Don't run so fast." Liao Yun played high-intensity games all day, and now he only feels back pain. He couldn't figure out where Li Xing got so much energy to run.

Little did he know that he was tempered in many years of chasing and fleeing battles.

Because they had to stop and wait for Liao Yun from time to time, and when they returned to the dormitory, they were locked out by the dormitory aunt without any accident.

Li Xing took a breath: "Your pot, you go and shout to open the door."

"Okay, okay, I'll go." Liao Yun took a deep breath and slapped the door hard, but there was no movement in the dormitory.

Tonight's auntie seemed to be sleeping very soundly. Although it was only 5 minutes before ten o'clock, she was already in a deep dream and couldn't wake up no matter what.

Li Xing leaned against the glass door, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

After exercising, his body gradually turned cold, but Li Xing didn't wear a down jacket just to look handsome.Liao Yun looked at him breathing hard towards the hands that were tucked into his sleeves, and suddenly opened the door with a slit the size of a wrist.

"Friend." Liao Yun took out a few paper clips from his pocket, "Remember what I said, I'm proficient in everything when I slip through doors and pick locks?"

Li Xing:? ? ?

"No, what are you doing with a paperclip when you go to the video game city?" Li Xing couldn't figure out what use this thing could have.

"I'll sort out the materials for you in the morning and stuff them in my pocket."

Liao Yun shrugged, raised his index finger between his lips to signal Li Xing not to speak, and quietly straightened the paper clip and stuffed it into the keyhole.

Li Xing has done everything, but this is the first time he has seen a lockpicking.

With great interest, he turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone to illuminate Liao Yun, and lowered his head trying to see his hand operation clearly.

In less than half a minute, there was only a clatter, and the lock was unlocked.

The chopstick-thick chain slipped from the lock in an instant and made a pendulum movement along the glass door.

"Squeak-"

Before Liao Yun could turn around and talk to Li Xing about his superb lockpicking skills, he saw the door of Auntie's room, which had been locked tightly just now, suddenly opened.

The auntie who was wearing a coat and Liao Yun who was holding two wires looked at each other, neither of them knew what to do for a while.

10 minute later.

Li Xing sat on the chair with no expression on his face, watching Liao Yun write his self-criticism.

Because the nature of picking the lock in the middle of the night was a bit bad, the auntie in charge made them write an extra 1000-word self-criticism.

"4000 words." Liao Yun shook his head and sighed at Li Xing, "Xing Xing, your housekeeper aunt is simply too scary."

Li Xing checked for him how to write relevant self-criticisms, but found that there were very few self-criticisms on the Internet about being arrested for picking locks, so he could only silently intercept some common beginnings and endings and send them to Liao Yun.

It's just that he quickly discovered that even without the fragments he searched, Liao Yun's writing speed was still very fast.

Without even thinking about it, the content he wrote was smoother than that of a person who often writes reviews.

Li Xing temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and there is still a bigger problem in his heart that has not been resolved.

Finally, after more than an hour of struggle, the 4000-word self-criticism was freshly released. Liao Yun rubbed his sore shoulders and handed the self-criticism to Li Xing.

"Leave it to the dormitory auntie tomorrow. I'll wash up first." After speaking, he dropped his pen and went into the bathroom with half-closed eyes.

Seeing that Liao Yun closed the bathroom door, Li Xing gently put the review book on the table, took a deep breath and quickly opened Liao Yun's schoolbag, and sure enough, he saw a USB flash drive inside.

Li Xing didn't intend to care about what Liao Ming did with his computer, but when he came back several times, Liao Yun closed some pages in a hurry, and always thought that he stuffed something into it while he was not paying attention to safety. in the schoolbag.

Even though he was trying his best to hide his emotions, Li Xing noticed sharply that his eyes were fixed on him, as if he was afraid that he might suspect something.

This is very curious.

Intuition told him that it was definitely related to himself.

Turning on the computer, there was the power-on password interface changed by Liao Yun. Li Xing just glanced at it, then clicked on the avatar in the lower left corner to create a new user.

Entering the home page, the desktop is empty, without even the most basic icons such as the recycle bin and my computer. Li Xing looked up nervously at the direction of the bathroom from time to time, while inserting the USB flash drive.

There is no password set for the files in the U disk.

Li Xing heaved a sigh of relief, and he directly clicked on the only folder, and what he saw were four or five neatly classified files.

Material, outline, text...

Li Xing bit his lower lip in confusion, it seemed that Liao Yun was just writing a novel normally, why would he guard against himself?

Could it be that you are writing something unspeakable?

Li Xing narrowed his eyes, and clicked on the last file [unfinished.txt].

"Life is always moving forward with constant remorse and correction, just as Lenin, the great communist leader of the Soviet Union, said: 'In the revolutionary cause, recognizing one's shortcomings is equivalent to correcting more than half of it'. Since I found myself What I have done has failed the expectations of my teachers, parents and friends, and I live in deep sin every day..."

"...I want to get closer to our respected director. It is his severe reprimand that wakes me up and gives me the motivation to move up..."

"...If I could go back to that day again, I wish I had never encountered it, no! I had never stepped out of the classroom. I shouldn't relax because of a temporary failure, and give back to my school's excellent substitute teacher Wu The teacher caused a psychological blow..."

Li Xing: "..."

What the hell is this?

Li Xing's expression was like an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone. The articles Liao Yun wrote were full of big words, and the effective information that could be extracted was pitifully small.

After spending too much time on reading, seeing the sound of the shower disappearing in the bathroom, Li Xing didn't care about it, took a few photos and logged out of the new account, and put the USB drive back into his schoolbag.

After finishing all this, he quickly climbed into bed and pulled off the quilt to cover his head, only feeling his heart beating.

"What exactly was written?"

With huge doubts, Li Xing clicked on the picture. He carefully combined the context and his experience in reading comprehension, and finally realized:

Isn't this about how he jumped over the wall in his sophomore year and ran into a teacher in a hurry, knocking off his wig as a result?

At that time, the get out of class had just ended, the teachers walked out of the classroom with the textbooks in their hands, and the students flocked happily to the corridor. About dozens of people witnessed the teacher's head shining like a light bulb.

The teacher was so ashamed and indignant that he died on the spot, but it was a pity that Li Xing ran so fast that the teacher didn't even see who hit him.

In the end, this matter can only be left alone.

But how did Liao Yun know about this?

He didn't remember ever telling anyone about it.

Unless... Haozi and the others told Liao Yun without telling themselves.

Li Xing sneered, Liao Yun had only been in the fifteenth high school for a few months, and these few dared to tell Liao Yun his black history secretly.

He scolded Haozi severely in his heart, and then looked at the pictures on the phone.

Suddenly, Li Xing's eyes narrowed, and he rolled over and got out of bed.

With the rustling sound of brushing teeth, Li Xing walked to the desk with his bare feet, and picked up the self-criticism he had just put down.

"Sure enough..." Li Xing murmured.

Although the contents of the two review papers are different, they all have one feature in common: water.

Do your best to water the number of words.

Using a large piece of his words to divert attention, there are only pitifully few information points in a large paragraph, and the rest is all nonsense.

He thought of the [-]-word self-criticism written by Liao Yun just now.

He remembered that Liao Yun had been secretly writing on the computer behind his back during this time.

He remembered that after he went out to KTV that day, Liao Yun stayed in the box to listen to his gossip.

At this moment, pieces of messy information seem to be strung together by invisible threads, converging into the final answer in Li Xing's mind.

Li Xing was silent for a moment, then took out his phone and opened the chat interface.

It's the ghostwriting customer service guy.