Self-guided daily life after rebirth

As a top laner who is almost perfect KDA, if you call up the statistics, you can also see the horror of this Riven-injury, output, control, replenishment kills, and even the number of towers pushed by dragons are all far ahead.

She did the work of five people by herself.

But the most exciting thing is not what the cold data can show.

It is the spectacular scene of Riven in front of the opponent's crystal typing while pentakilling in the game.

The figure of the female warrior is graceful, elegant and beautiful like a dance, but her moves are fatal, and she cuts five opponents under the sword in an instant, but she is still typing in the process of taking the pentakill.

How fast is this?

What kind of style is this?

Su Zhizi looked at Riwen's ID, and her heart trembled suddenly, wondering if she would be rejected after sending out a friend request...

But in a trance, she received a friend request in advance.

It was from Riven.

Su Zhizi hurriedly agreed, bit her lip again, typed, deleted and deleted for a long time, and finally sent a message:

"Hello."

But there was no response.

The green dot representing Riven's status in the friend column has dimmed.

She is offline?

Su Zhizi thought.

Also.

It's late at night, and LOL is just a game. After playing enough, it's time to go to sleep. After all, after waking up the next day, I have to continue my daily life in reality.

She smiled bitterly, and was about to turn off the client and go to sleep.

But by accident, the girl clicked on the chat bar again, fell silent for a moment, and typed a series of numbers.

That is her QQ.

After doing all this, Su Zhizi let out a sigh of relief, silently turned off the LOL client and computer, turned around and threw herself on the bed.

The shark pillow that my sister gave her is lying in the middle of the single bed.

Su Zhizi reached out and grabbed the pillow, hugged her tightly, and buried her face on the pillow.

Very soft and warm.

It was one of the few ways she could relax.

When other girls were playing house, she had already started to follow in her sister's footsteps.

When other girls were still pursuing beautiful little skirts and Prince Charming, she was already familiar with tomes such as "Das Kapital" and "The Wealth of Nations".

When the other girls were dating boys and having petty ambiguities and intrigues... She had already started trying to take charge of the small company under her father's property.

She bears a heavy burden that she shouldn't have at her age. Although she looks glamorous, she is actually an empty and lonely soul.

Su Zhizi has never experienced the life that a normal girl should have.

In a sense, she may be a complete freak...or not necessarily.

And playing games is a way she just discovered recently to relax and escape from reality.

Only in the virtual world, in the grotesque Summoner Canyon, can she forget the real life and immerse herself in it.

It’s just that some oppressed feelings will rebound more strongly the more they are oppressed...like a spring stretched to the extreme, as long as the elastic limit has not been exceeded, the final eruption will be more violent.

Su Zhizi hugged the pillow, and the sound of the magnificent killing streak of the female warrior holding the broken blade in the last game seemed to be echoing in her mind.

There is also the message of showing off skills mixed in the killing streak voice.

She was suddenly interested in the player hiding behind Riven.

What kind of person will it be?

she thought suddenly.

[To be continued]

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Chapter 113 Love Letters

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Another uneventful day as usual.

Su Tong turned on the dormitory light in a normal way, turned on the bedroom lights in the dark, and had no choice but to wake them up under the complaints of a group of animals.

Then take a shower and do your hair as usual.

Whether you are in a high society dinner or a slum, keeping your body clean and fresh is the most important thing—even if you are in the gutter, you still have the right to look up at the stars.

It is the true meaning of getting out of the mud without being stained.

This is the truth taught to him by the eldest lady, and Su Tong remembers it very clearly.

After washing, the group of animals in the dormitory gradually woke up and put on their clothes slowly with sleepy eyes.

And Su Tong has already put on his shoes, ready to go back to the classroom for self-study.

It's just that when I walked by Cao Bin, I was slapped on the butt by this scumbag:

"Are you working so hard to go to the classroom for self-study?"

"Well," Su Tong nodded calmly, "It's not that you don't understand, I've been working hard for so many days, of course I have to keep working hard."

And Cao Bin grinned:

"Ha, I thought that when you bet with Sister Tong, it was just a 3-minute enthusiasm. After all, we both said that we should study hard, but after two days of seriousness, we thought about eating and waiting to die. ..."

"Because this time is different from the previous one."

"It's different...?"

Cao Bin looked up at Su Tong, his voice gradually lowered, and he was quite emotional:

"It's different, it's not hot anymore for 3 minutes, and I no longer read novels or comics in class. I study hard and make progress every day. I can't wait to listen with my ears open in class... Su Tong, you have indeed changed a lot."

After Cao Bin finished speaking, the two looked at each other and fell into a trance-like silence.

A lot has indeed changed.

It's only been a month, but it seems like a lifetime away.

Su Tong, a bad student who used to just wait for death with his petty intelligence, has transformed into a good student with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor, a good pillar of society, and a good talent for the country.

It can probably be said to be a gorgeous turn.

It is probably self-evident who played a decisive role among them.

"Sometimes I really envy you, Su Tong," Cao Bin smacked his lips again to break the silence, "You said how lucky you are to meet a living Bodhisattva like Sister Tong... Ha, I started to wonder if I should If I have nothing to do, I will go to the crossroads and wait for the rabbit under the traffic light, and help some old men and old ladies to cross the street to save their character, maybe there will be a young lady like Sister Tong who will come to me suddenly?"

But talking and talking finally turned into self-deprecating meaning.

Su Tong can probably understand...the indescribable depression and pain hidden under the humorous and funny tone.

He wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

But the boy sitting on the bed in front of him has already raised his head.

Cao Bin grinned and punched Su Tong in the chest:

"Don't let down sister Tong's trust, Su Tong, if you want to study hard, learn how to look good. Didn't sister Tong want you to pass the 985 exam? Then give it to me. If you can't pass the 985 prestigious school, I will clean it up for sister Tong." Pack you!"

His expression returned to his usual hippie smile.

It seemed that the appearance just now was just an illusion, just a fleeting bubble.

Cao Bin is still Cao Bin.

Laughing and cursing, with a vicious tongue, shameless.

Still him.

Su Tong was stunned, narrowed his eyes, and punched Cao Bin back:

"of course!"

The two good friends looked at each other, and grinned in a very tacit understanding.

The dialogue between men may be silent.

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Su went back to class by himself.

The class started early reading... After all, it is a top class. Although there are such shameful classmates as Su Tong and Cao Bin, most of them are good students.

There is a lot of voices, and the sound of reading aloud is noisy but pleasant.

This is the norm in schools.

Su Tong used to hate the sound of reading.

Because at that time, he liked to sleep in a corner during his morning reading, and the reading volume around him was too loud... shameless to say, he was so noisy that he couldn't sleep.

But it's different now.

He began to like the sound of reading aloud gradually.

Su Tong sat down in his seat and reached out to the table to take out the English book, but the touch of his fingers seemed to be a bit wrong.

It's not like a thick book.

like...

envelope?

A word suddenly popped up in Su Tong's mind.

It's just not confirmed yet.

The young man nervously pinched a corner of the envelope in the table bucket, rubbed it lightly, and confirmed that it was a delicate touch that he had never felt before.

Then he finally made up his mind to pull it out—the pink letterhead appeared in front of his eyes.

Su Tong raised the letter paper to observe the light, and he could see "To Su Tong" written on the envelope in delicate and delicate handwriting, and he could smell the faint fragrance on the letter paper after sniffing lightly.

He could only hold the envelope and sigh softly.

really……

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"It's a love letter."

The eldest lady decisively gave the verdict:

"With such obvious features, anyone who is not blind may be able to see that it is a love letter."

It was already the end of breakfast time.

As usual, when Su Tong arrived at school at this time, he saw the embarrassing thing and mysteriously showed him the pink envelope.

Although I had never had a serious relationship in my last life, I would have eaten pork even if I had never seen a pig run, so relying on the experience of someone who has been there, Su Tong could see through at a glance that the embarrassing thing was a love letter—and it was Made by a girl.

She was in a slightly delicate mood.

"Have you opened it?"