[Holographic online game] Keyboard VS inner game

Blown by the wind, gently lingering on Jiang Minglu's body.Two pieces of fabric with different colors and patterns but the same pattern are entangled together, as if the past and present of the same person.

Jiang Minglu, who discovered this fact, immediately forgot his previous uneasiness, and said a little excitedly, "It's the same as my clothes!"

This idiotic behavior successfully amused Zhou Shishen, of course, he is not a character who can laugh freely, he just raised the corner of his mouth to show his mood.

"Yeah, it seems that the system sent it when sending the soul. I think the attribute is average, so I just leave it there. But there was a little accident last night, so I had to take it out and put it on."

"Small accident? What small accident?"

"It's nothing, someone identified the wrong person." He didn't really want to mention that messy night, and he cared more about Jiang Minglu than this, "You were in Luoshan just now?"

This sentence immediately recalled Jiang Minglu's gloomy mood before, "Yes, you...that, you..."

He clearly had something to say but couldn't say it, the way he scratched his head made Zhou Rusheng anxious, "What's wrong with me?"

"Did you go to Lili just now?"

"Lili? How can I get in Lili? How can you get in Lili?" Zhou Rushen's expression turned serious, "Besides, didn't I tell you that I was in Qiyun?"

"It's a long story about how I could go there, but...you...maybe I got the wrong person."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Minglu smirked extravagantly. This expression was very dazzling in Zhou Ru's life. His throat seemed to be suddenly choked, and something was blocked, "You recognized someone else as me?"

"No, you really look alike, and the one I saw was wearing your dress. I'm talking about the one from before."

"That one was stolen. I didn't know exactly what happened when I was practicing last night. I knew about it coldly. I haven't had time to ask him."

He opened his mouth to explain almost subconsciously, and it took a second to realize that he would have turned around and left long ago.It's not because I'm angry, but because I really don't bother to care.

But now I have to understand it.

Every time he gets along with Jiang Minglu, something will always go beyond his control, and it will become a special case that he never thought of before.

And Jiang Minglu himself was the biggest exception.

Jiang Minglu was about to open his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Zhou Rupingsheng: "I'm sorry, answer the phone."

After 2 minutes, he finally waited until he put on the device again and went online, but he never thought that he would not be able to wait for a chance to ask——Zhou Ruping never saw Jiang Minglu's face clearly before he uttered a sentence Come on.

"I'm going to get off soon—" At this time, he was looking at Jiang Minglu, and the hand that was arranging the hem of the clothes stopped just like that. The other party looked away guiltily, and heard Zhou Rusheng calmly ask: "Do you believe me?" ?”

It is difficult for ordinary people to read Zhou Ruping's true emotions from his tone and demeanor, but this does not mean that Jiang Minglu can't feel it.

"No, no, it's just that I think it's strange, because that person looks so much like you, logically speaking, it's impossible, because the system won't let—"

"I'm leaving, someone is looking for me."

It seemed that God didn't want to give him any more chances to make amends, so Jiang Minglu could only watch helplessly as Zhou Rusheng disappeared, leaving no illusory light or shadow behind.

He stood blankly, shrouded in an indescribable emotion, maybe it was disappointment, maybe it was fear.It was only just now that he realized that the intersection of his life and Zhou Ru's life was just a game. The rivers and lakes they thought were just a bunch of virtual data. The vitality of the rivers and lakes lies in all kinds of people in the rivers and lakes. They came out of the world to fight horse Tianya, they sang a good show, but in the end, it was just a good show.

They are actually some unreachable phantoms, once the network is disconnected, once the equipment is removed, what kind of grievances and grievances are there, they are just a little clearer than last night's dream.

If Zhou Ru never came back, would this river or lake still be the one he was familiar with?If Zhou Ruping never came back, where would he go to find him?

He is his biggest gain in the night rain.

There is nothing crueler than bringing back to reality a person who is dreaming.Those turbulent emotions were released to infinity at this moment, he wished to grab Zhou Rushensheng's hand immediately, to confirm that even if he left, he would come back sometime.

Fortunately, he still has a way.

The pen and paper were ready-made, the recipient had been thought of long ago, and the content was rare and concise, so Jiang Minglu completed this letter very quickly.

Ten Year Deng was stunned when he received the letter.

"Fuck, what happened between the baby under the moon and the baby in life?" Chui Yang Yingjuan, who accidentally peeped at the content, reacted even more, "I seem to have thought of something terrible! What is 'he Angry?''Isn't he AFK?'"

"Can you go aside?"

"No! Because I also want to know the answer. You said, if the A of my life's baby is dropped, who should I ask to apologize?"

His expression is rare and serious, and his delicate eyebrows are like new willows, blown by the spring breeze.

Nine Years Deng suddenly remembered that when he and Chui Yang Yingduan first met, the two of them put a lamp by the river all night, and Chui Yang Yingduan seemed to like to tease him, talking about everything.Although Nine Years Deng found him annoying, he never had the idea of ​​pushing him away, and even felt a little bit led away by him step by step.

There are many memories in the past years, and the memories have their own soft light effect, which made the sound of the ten-year lamp a lot softer, "Don't worry, he is not so glassy at all."

"Shouldn't the moon be very clear? ——Oh! This is called caring and chaos!"

"Besides, Zhou Rushensheng is a little scary when he is suspected of being angry. I guess Yuexia was probably frightened." He rolled up the letter, looking business-like, "I'll help Yuexia bring the message."

"How to help?"

"Of course tell him directly, he is next door to me."

Chui Yang Yingduan exaggeratedly protected his chest, afraid that something inside would break, wiped his nose and said innocently: "I'll wipe it, what's the relationship between you two?"

Ten Year Deng wanted to punch him again, "He is my childhood friend, I stopped by to see him for a few days because of work, do you have any opinions?"

"Not at all," Chui Yang Yingjuan seemed to know what he wanted to do, he took a step back with a smile, and isolated himself from the ten-year lamp's fist, "Go, go."

Without his ordering, Ten Year Lamp had already taken off the holographic device, leaned back, and shouted to the ceiling, "What the hell did you do to Yuexia?"

Nothing happened next door.

During the three seconds of silence, Ten Year Deng thought that he would not get a response from Zhou Rupingsheng, but three seconds later, without warning, Zhou Rupingsheng began to use the whole room to respond to him.

The sound of the storm and the landslide almost collapsed the ceiling above his head.

It may be enjoyable for others to hear this voice, but Ten Year Deng could only shout with a twitching face: "Pay attention to your piano, have you ever thought about how it feels?"

Sighing, he returned to the game helplessly, and replied a letter to Jiang Minglu who was far away in Mount Luo.

The letter reads: Now I can tell you that he is not calm now.But I haven't found a chance to convey your words yet, so I'll definitely tell him later.

Jiang Minglu was also stunned.

He was very curious about how Zhou Ruping expressed his thoughts, so that he wouldn't say "I'm angry" to Ten Year Deng in a serious manner. He thought about such a scene and thought it was completely impossible.Perhaps Zhou Ruo didn't even speak in his life, which was more in line with his habit.

But these are not important.

Jiang Minglu crumpled the original written paper and was about to reply a few words, but Ten Year Deng's letter arrived first, "He's just not calm now, and he's too busy these days, don't worry. "

Nine Years Deng and Chuiyang Yingduan were actually right. Now Jiang Minglu was just a little dizzy by a series of things, and she was just confused by caring.Before receiving this letter, he thought about it. If he didn't even have this kind of trust, what was the long time of getting along with each other before?

Now his heart is clearer than anyone else, and he knows that he has to find out the truth.

However, Jiang Minglu obviously didn't have the quality of a famous detective. He didn't go anywhere to die, his face was too short, his name was insulated from the fruit, and he didn't have enough information.

So Jiang Minglu found Chen Mo without hesitation.

Chen Mo was still the same, patting his palms leisurely with his fan, showing his trademark harmless smile, and nodded towards Jiang Minglu.This is not to welcome him, but just to make him calm down.Because Chen Mo is busy with another business.

Jiang Minglu, the person who had a cordial and friendly meeting with him, had never met before, and he couldn't tell why from the way he was dressed. In short, he looked like a tall man.

Standing in the bustling crowd, Jiang Minglu listened to all directions and watched all directions. Recently, there have been more and more rumors about Yuanshangcao, which are not good things. Jiang Minglu is naturally happy about this, even if He wouldn't be surprised if a bunch of people came to besiege Lili under the banner of anti-yuan Shangcao.But Lili's foundation is there, and she doesn't just fight whenever she wants.

He was distracted, so he said to himself: "The equipment is good, where did you get it?"

When Jiang Minglu looked up, he was almost not frightened. It turned out that the person who spoke to him was the expert who was talking about business with Chen Mo.He shrugged his shoulders, and shook the Zhanpuo Sword twice behind his back. Jiang Minglu guessed that this was what he was talking about, and said, "Hidden mission."

"No wonder."

The expert waved his hands with a smile, and greeted the side, "Let's go."

It turned out that there was another girl who came with him. They stood too far away before, and Jiang Minglu didn't notice.

As soon as the two left, Jiang Minglu immediately went to Chen Mo's side, and cut to the chase: "You haven't explained what you told me last time. Did Zhou Ruping really take that box? Is there someone in Yeyu with him?" Someone who looks alike?"

Chen Mo fanned his fan comfortably, and asked slowly, "Where's the money?"

"Ah? At this time, shouldn't the line be 'I think you are kind and righteous, and you are also a good person, so let me tell you in a friendly way'!"

"think too much."

Jiang Ming's heart broke: "How about a discount from the head office?"

"Impossible, I have a clear distinction between public and private."

"I bother!"

Chen Mo suppressed his smile, and gave Jiang Minglu a friendly look. In front of him, he didn't have to feel uncomfortable, "I'm not gold, everyone wants to like it—huh?"

Numbness came from his shoulders, Chen Mo turned his head subconsciously, and found a strange hand. When he looked up, he found a face that was not so strange.

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☆, Chapter 36

In just a short glance, the astonishment on the face of the excellent intelligence officer was replaced by a spring-like smile, "Hello, what's the matter?"

Without waiting for him to answer, Chen Mo looked at Jiang Minglu again, and he was surprised to find that the person who was more in a daze than Jiang Minglu was himself.He didn't understand why Jiang Minglu could be so calm when faced with a face so similar to Zhou Ru's life, not to mention that this face was the answer to the question he started with.

As if he had guessed it in advance.

And the third person on the field, the person who doesn't know the name but is inextricably related to them, didn't seem to notice the weirdness of the atmosphere at all, and replied: "Are you Chen Mo? A friend introduced me to you Yes, I want to inquire about someone."

With business in hand, Chen Mo didn't care so much about Jiang Minglu's performance. He smiled and said, "Who? Tell me first, and see if I know."

"A Fanlu..."

Taking advantage of the man's slow memory, Chen Mo sized him up carefully - the side profile is indeed very similar to Zhou Rui's life, if you look at it from a distance, it may be confused, but there is still a discrepancy in the front, the key is his demeanor and personality. Zhouiri's life is completely different.

He was calmer and more incomprehensible, and he should be older than any of them.

"Speaking with a bit of an accent...not the famous ones," he remembered this key part, "Fan Lu is not much, and even less with an accent... Do you know this person?"

"I know."

The person who spoke was none other than Jiang Minglu, whom no one would have expected.

The man looked left and right, and asked puzzledly, "Who are you?"

Jiang Minglu smiled innocently: "The person you mentioned just now is my friend, what can you do with him?"

"It's your friend? That's easy. Can you call him over?"

"You have to tell me who you are?"

"Oh, by the way, my name is Tianyu." He stared at Jiang Minglu firmly, not afraid to meet people's eyes, "But I guess your friend doesn't know my name, so just say I'm here to return the clothes. "

"Clothes? What clothes?"

"It's like this," clearly aware of Jiang Minglu's nervousness, but the weather was raining without hesitation, and told the whole story, "I asked him for directions last night, and then it happened to be windy, so I picked up The clothes he hung there to dry were probably blown away by the wind, and when I went back to look for him, he had disappeared."

Jiang Minglu was stunned for a while before saying, "It's the same for you."

Weather Rain shook his head with a smile, he naturally had his concerns, after all no one could prove what Jiang Minglu said was true or false.

After being silently rejected, Jiang Minglu felt that there was nothing to do, honestly opened the friend list, and then told him regretfully, "He is not here, but you can find him later, his name is Leng Chuanchuan."

Jiang Minglu was not afraid to name Leng Chuan Chuan at all, no matter what the intentions of the weather and rain were, behind Leng Chuan Chuan there was a whole night of rain and hearing bells.

But he didn't.

So now he has to be cautious in his words and deeds, and accept as soon as he sees it. After all, he has never known each other, and it is hard to say what kind of person the other party is.In short, he can't be a sincere and good person, otherwise, why would he be wearing the clothes of his life and moving the grass box on the field?

Jiang Minglu is sometimes impulsive, sometimes secondary, and occasionally passionate, but this does not mean that he is nervous and IQ is arrears.

He can only use roundabout tactics to save the country, for example, "Are you too mysterious?"

Tianyu was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized: "Yes, I am Taixuan, but how do you know? I don't have a weapon on my back!"

"Just ask, it's too mysterious now..." Jiang Minglu laughed, "Then you must be very familiar with Luoshan?"

"Luoshan? Actually, I'm not familiar with it at all."

He couldn't figure out Jiang Minglu's intentions, and there was inevitably a trace of doubt in his speech, and he said, "I'll go first if there's nothing wrong, thank you."

It was obvious that he wanted to withdraw, and Jiang Minglu couldn't find a reason to keep him. He could only ask one last question: "Have you joined the guild? Do you want to come to... uh... our guild?"

"I didn't add it, but forget it, I don't play games often."

He waved to them, and they were gone.

"You broke my two orders."

Chen Mo said this, but he was actually not dissatisfied. After all, what he believed in was "Sometimes there must be something in life, and there is always time in life, don't force it".

"You seem to know that there is such a person?"

Thinking of Chen Mo's performance, Jiang Minglu couldn't help but wonder.

"Yeah. After you asked me last time, I went to look for it to see if someone's face data overlapped with Funakuri's life height. I'm afraid there is a bug. You know, if the overlap reaches more than 80%, it will be banned. It is forbidden by the system."

Jiang Minglu thought about something else: "Database? You are not the dog leg of the game company, are you?"

"What a dog's leg," Chen Mo smiled like a dog's leg, "It's obviously your beloved official staff."

"I just said last time, why did you give us the tickets for the meeting so generously? It's just using your power for personal gain."

Chen Mo knew he was joking and didn't care, but turned his head and asked curiously, "You two met?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Minglu was more depressed than anyone else, "Something happened, and I didn't see you."

"Oh—see you soon."

On the other side of the continent, Zhou Ruping had just stepped into the bedroom when he was followed by a hasty knock on the door.

The baby-faced man put his forehead against the door and said, "Don't open the door, I'll go back to sleep right away. Are you done?"

"Ah."

"Have you figured it out yet?"

"Ah."

"Then what do you want to understand?"

There was another silence, and it took Zhou Rupingsheng to answer: "Many things."

"For example?... Forget it, I'm going back. You go to bed earlier."

Shi Nian Deng didn't intend to pry into other people's privacy, but what he didn't know was that Zhou Ruping had already answered that question in his life, but he couldn't see it outside the door.

Funake is always smiling.

He doesn't like to speak his mind to others, but he has always been honest with himself.

He didn't see many things clearly before. It's not that he couldn't, but that they happened so naturally that he didn't have the consciousness to think about them at all, so he thought nothing happened.And now, once he figured it out, he would never remain indifferent.

Now that he had discovered the budding flower, there was no reason why it should not bloom.

When people are mentally weak, they feel that time passes very slowly. At this moment, Jiang Minglu realized the true meaning of this sentence.He tightly squeezed the dead mobile phone, staring at a pair of godless eyes from nine o'clock to 11:30, and the clock display in the office was almost pierced by him.He can't start work because other people's work has not been done yet. The problem is that when other people's work can be done is not something he can control.

What's more, he was always worried about Zhou Ruping's state.

If this continued, Jiang Minglu thought that he could become an immortal just sitting down.

Until a clear and loud voice shouted: "Who ordered the takeaway pizza! If no one eats it, I-"

"Wait, wait!" Jiang Minglu bounced off the stool, threw the phone on the sofa like a grenade, rushed out and shouted, "Brother Liu, leave a pizza in your mouth!"

Brother Liu looked at him with a smile, "Xiao Jiang, your eyes are swollen like this? What did you do tonight?"

There was a burst of laughter around, and Jiang Minglu also laughed, and waited for them to calm down before saying, "No, I just didn't sleep well, so I'll have a drink to refresh myself—"

"Xiao Jiang, the phone is ringing!" A colleague poked his head out of the cubicle to remind him, and Jiang Minglu made a sign to leave as he wished, and fled back to the office with the pizza in his mouth.

It's a pity that when the mobile phone was returned to him, it became cold again.

He did not receive the call.

Jiang Minglu was chewing on the pizza while flipping through the call log inattentively. It was a strange and unfamiliar number, so he casually asked where the number belonged. If it was too cool, forget it. He can also consider calling back to the place he went on a business trip.

His mobile phone reported him an extremely accurate coordinate in a gentle but mechanical tone.

Not in the country.

Jiang Minglu suddenly thought of another possibility, and almost choked out of shock.

He forgot how he dialed back the number. When the call was connected, he was counting the number of patterns on the cabinet, and he had already counted to the seventh. The problem was that he didn't know how many times he had counted, nor did he know how many times he had counted. Is it the end of the count?

The wait this time was indeed a bit too long, one can imagine how hurried the person on the other end answered the phone, and didn't even have time to look at the number.

"Hey?"

Jiang Minglu was stunned, and it took a long time before he said, "Hello? Excuse me...is it Xiaozhou?"

"you are?"

Jiang Minglu's masseter muscles were on the spot. Could it be that there are many people calling him Xiaozhou?He was worried about what to say, but fortunately the other party responded faster.

"Under the moon?"

"Ah? Ah! Right, Xiaozhou?"

"Well, I am."

Even through the telephone network, Jiang Minglu could still hear the smile hidden in Fusato's life-he was even more surprised than himself.

"What are you happy about?"

I really want to tell the truth, I’m just glad that your voice is not as ugly as in the game, it seems to be quite nice, but I also recognize that it’s ugly, but it’s not his style, so he—

"The weather is fine today, have you eaten yet?"

"what?"

The topic changed too quickly, Jiang Minglu needed time to digest.

Zhou Rupingsheng said again: "It's noon over there now."

"Oh..." Jiang Minglu showed a regretful expression on the half-eaten and cold Western-style flatbread in his hand, "I'm eating... By the way, I found that there is someone who really looks like you... from a distance, And he said he took your clothes and wanted to return them to Leng Chuanchuan, but what does this have to do with Leng Chuanchuan?"

"My clothes were wet that day, and I was in a hurry to get off the assembly line, so I asked them to keep them cold."

"So that's what I said. Xiaozhou, what happened that day... I really didn't mean that, I—"

"Well, have a good meal."

Jiang Minglu knew that they didn't need to mention this matter again.

"Under the moon, wait a minute," Zhou Rupingsheng continued after a while of noise, "I'm going to be busy now, and I'll contact you later?"

"Well, I'll contact you later." Jiang Minglu still had a lot to say, so it seems that he can only save it until next time.

"Also, thank you."

"Thanks for what?"

Jiang Minglu sighed, "I wanted to call you, but I don't know how to find you."

This phone call really made Jiang Minglu calm down.

He was finally able to be sure that his small boat was not a dream, let alone a fantasy.If one day he wants to leave, he will definitely be able to come back to himself.

"Then do you remember this number? I will contact you often in the future."

"Uh-huh!"

Comrade Xiao Jiang nodded solemnly, forgetting that the other party couldn't see it at all.

Until the end of the phone call, he still didn't know how many circles there were on the cabinet.

The author has something to say: Actually... Actually, I thought about it a lot before!For example, what era is this time, what is their means of transportation, and what will their communication tools be like? Later, I found it too cumbersome to list the settings one by one, and I had to explain and explain them when I threw them into the text. I want to write a bland online game instead of a soft sci-fi... So I am so afraid of trouble, I simply write about this aspect very generally, or... The writing is directly placed in the era of advanced and well-developed holographic online games. Outdated equipment.

Oh, don’t take a novel too seriously... (← This is not an excuse for the author to give himself laziness! No!)

☆, Chapter 37

"Are you in a good mood today?" Ten Year Deng picked up a moldy shirt, rolled it up, and threw it into the suitcase, "I hope it's not because I'm leaving."

Zhou Ruping was leaning against the door with a glass of boiled water, and raised his glass in a serious way, "See you later, Fa Xiao."

The ten-year lamp was at a loss for what to do with the pair of trousers, and had no idea what to do with them. Nice cafe, the owner has a collection of manuscripts that you should be very interested in. The door is all black, don’t make a mistake.”

"Since there isn't even a signboard...how did you find it? You didn't get lost, did you?"

The trousers were thrown onto Funakura Hesei with a slap—Ten Years Deng finally found the correct way to use the trousers, and said seriously: "Of course someone took me there."

"Yang Ying?"

"How did you know it was him?"

"He is an actor, and you are his manager. Isn't it normal for you to be together?" Zhou Ruping never forgot to give Nian Deng a knowing blow at the end of his life, "Besides, his sense of direction must be better than yours."

Ten Year Deng shook his head, and found that the cafe was actually purely accidental.Funakuri was right about one thing, he was indeed lost there, but he didn't know what kind of world was hidden behind that dark door, until he accidentally bumped into another person.

"Yang Ying?"

The other party nodded slightly, as a greeting, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Just turn around."

Ten Year Deng, whose acting talent point is equal to zero, said this sentence with full confidence and sincerity, without the blush and heartbeat that a liar should have - after all, there is a saying in the world that practice makes perfect.In more than 20 years, Yang Ying is not the first person to ask him this question, and he will never be the last one, but no matter who asks, the ten-year lamp will dismiss him with the same answer. Are you saying you are lost?What a shame!

The young actor looked suspiciously at his agent, whom he had only known for a few days, and sent a polite invitation to show his friendliness.

"There is a coffee shop here, let's go up and sit down together?"

Frankly speaking, after hearing this sentence, Ten Years Deng was a little taken aback.Apart from the gossip at work, he and Yang Ying probably talked no more than seven or eight sentences since they were born. Even with work-related conversations, the statistic doesn't look very good.Who is Yang Ying? This person exudes a dogmatic temperament all over his body. The first time I saw him in ten years, I knew why he was the best actor but he was not well-known, except that his works were too few, and most of them were niche. In addition to literary films, his taciturn character is also destined to be low-key and doesn't like interacting with others.

So he didn't expect that Yang Ying could take the initiative to ask him to drink coffee?After ten years Deng hadn't recovered from the shock, Yang Ying asked again: "Do you have anything else to do?"

"It's...it's okay, let's go!" Ten Year Deng took the initiative to push open the door, and the crisp bell sound shuttled in the air that was sweetened by the aroma of butter, "This place is really nostalgic!"

He looked around like a child, the wooden escalator winding upwards, leading to the dark end.The ray of light that came in through the crack of the door became narrower and narrower, and finally completely melted into the darkness.

"It's okay, I'm going to turn on the light."

Yang Ying pulled down the light rope in the stairwell with ease, and an incandescent lamp hovering over their heads sizzled, illuminating Ten Years Deng's surprised face. His mouth was slightly opened, looking Looks like it's about to swallow a light bulb.

"How did you find out about this place?"

They stomped on the stairs, and the dust billowed in the light, as if a long past was being mentioned, "This is my second hometown."

He was sent abroad to study acting when he was very young, and he was alone in a foreign country. During that time, he lived a much harder life than his peers. Ten years of light can't help but wonder if his hands were enough to get this light rope at that time Woolen cloth?He looked at Yang Ying's sharp-edged side face, and finally understood why he had developed his current temperament and kept a little distance from everyone, as if he had made a finely crafted mask with his own hands, just to protect Own.

"It's you, long time no see! Hey, I thought you would bring your big beautiful sister, so it's a new friend!"

The boss here is a Chinese, and because of his growing environment, he speaks and acts very Western style. After Ten Years Deng and Yang Ying sat down, he enthusiastically brought them tea and coffee, and he did not forget to hold the top of his head. tall top hat.

"Actually, it is his father who manages this store. Sometimes Lao Pei is not in good health, and he will come to help. When I was still studying, Lao Pei took good care of me, so I know this store."

"Do you come back every time you get a chance?"

"Yeah, it's... very good here."

"It suits you very well." Ten Year Deng casually picked up a limited edition leather book by the window and said appreciatively.

He sincerely felt that the temperament of this small shop was exactly the same as that of Yang Ying, low-key and calm, but hidden inside was a completely different beauty from the outside, which often surprised people.

So Ten Years Deng couldn't help but said to Zhou Rupingsheng at this time: "Don't make fun of him. He is really a very good person, dedicated and low-key. I basically watched the few scenes he filmed. Now How difficult it is to find an actor who can do it all over again! Anyway, he doesn't need me to worry about it at all, Gao Chuhuan is like a clown compared to him."

Even after such a long time, he still doesn't regret that he confronted Gao Chuhuan, who had a direct impact on the company because of the double Q arrears in front of so many people in the conference room, even if he was demoted to become a broker.

But from the current point of view, he is happy to be this agent.

"Then I wish you the best of luck."

Zhou Rupingsheng put down the water glass, picked up the ten-year lamp box, walked to the door, and said goodbye to him.

Just like every trip for more than 20 years, the ten-year lamp has never found that it is worth reflecting on the fact that only a few single clothes filled the entire suitcase due to the wrong packing method. "See you in a month," he smiled. Say, "Then you can see Moonlight too, can't you?"

Zhou Ruping's eyes reflected the galaxy outside the window at this moment, which was extremely clear.

"Yes, it will."

People outside the game are sending people away, while people in the game are waiting for someone to come.

After finally seeing Leng Chuan Chuan go online, Jiang Minglu sent a letter to the other party with a few strokes: Do you know Tai Xuan who looks like a small boat?Why did he take Xiaozhou's clothes?what is going on?

He stood in front of Yinlv Lake and waited anxiously for a series of replies. When the autumn wind blew, the water of the lake was wrinkled, and the shores of the lake were covered with tall weeds. In the sparse and lofty sky, there are faint shadows of tree crowns.

It's near Min Village.

Jiang Minglu looked in the direction of the concentric tree, and was lost in thought for a moment, until the sound of the pigeon brought him back to reality.

The person who wrote the letter was not the cold string he had been looking forward to for a long time, but a girl whom he hadn't seen for some time.

"Things are ready, I just want to go to Yinlv Lake, when are you leaving?

Red dust pays respects"

Comrade Xiao Jiang silently crumpled the letter paper into a ball in the palm of his hand. As his strength increased, the ball of paper remained unchanged—forgive him for nothing to do with the word strength—he just wanted to run downstairs now lock up.

Once the hidden weapon is ready, doesn't that mean that he can make great progress in martial arts, jump up the leaderboard, become a master of martial arts, protect the boat for his life, and reach the peak of Ye Yu?Think more than a little excited!

Just when he started to fantasize about beautiful plots habitually, there was another wave of white doves vibrating their feathers, as if reminding him that dreaming indiscriminately is a cure for illness.

The signature of the letter this time was finally a string of three words, and it said: Actually, it’s not a big deal, anyway, as long as you know that he picked up the clothes of Zhou Jinsheng, you will get it.It’s good that you’re here, I’m busy looking for Jia Hutu, but I don’t have time, so I just asked him to return Zhou Rushengsheng’s clothes to you!He is very close to you. Do you know that there is a stable near Yinlv Lake?He's waiting for you there, go!

Jiang Minglu stared at the letter for a long time, but she was thinking about another problem—it is really unlucky to be cold-hearted, and there has never been a Fanlu who worshiped Jiahu Tumen for so long and remained where he was. steps.

But it's useless even if he worries about it. RP doesn't mean that you can save it by helping a few more old ladies to cross the road. Jiang Minglu shook his head, leaving behind the things he shouldn't be distracted by. Yi wrote back and asked her to come directly to find him, and then walked step by step towards the stable mentioned in the letter.

As the saying goes, the autumn wind brings coolness, but Jiang Minglu doesn't feel happy at all at the moment, on the contrary, he is very unhappy.

The closer he got to his destination, the more obvious the smell of paste in the air.The autumn grass beside the drinking green lake is leaving, and I don't know which place has been burned, forcing people to cover their ears and noses and hurry on their way.

The weather and rain came earlier than Jiang Minglu's. He changed into a black and white Taoist robe, which was particularly eye-catching in the golden yellow.

"I want to know that the owner of this dress is your good friend, and I should have listened to you at that time and given it to you."

"Thank you."

Jiang Minglu took the clothes while holding his nose, which naturally concealed his insincerity well.Because of the clothes and secret ways, he didn't have a good impression of the weather and rain. Although this person looked seven or eight times similar to Zhou Ruping in the game, even if he was very similar, he was not Zhou Ruping.

Seeing his distressed appearance, Weather Rain said with some amusement: "The smell is not so strong here, you can