The Trial Game of Life

Time flies so fast that the one-hour class is finally coming to an end.

Tang Cuo glanced out of the window, most of the dogs were dragged away, and in the end it was short-legged Corgi. But he was already lying on the ground like a dead dog, with his feet on his feet, wondering if he was dead or alive.

In the classroom, a total of twenty-one players lost two.

One was missing through the wall and the other fell into a black hole. Many others were injured, one of whom was almost injured and was almost split in half, his head tilted to the side, still lingering.

Players in Area A always have all kinds of weird props on their bodies. Unless they are lore, they will not die easily.

The teacher cleared his throat before the last five minutes of get out of class, solemnly said: "Now the rearrangement, all students pay attention, take the time, otherwise the teacher will have to drag on."

It is said that the players dare to delay, but they dare not act rashly.

In the celebration game, how can a platoon be a simple platoon?

Jin Cheng looked directly at Tangcuo, and Tangcuo said: "Nineteen people are left, and only one person orders."

This is a love class. The purpose of the class is to teach you to fall in love, so if you want to row in the end, the safest course is to sit in pairs. But now there are 19 people left in the classroom, what will happen to the one who placed the order?

game over?

All are elite players, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng can think of it, and others can think of it one after another. Some of the teammates are already there, such as Su Miaomiao, so you don’t have to worry about it because they have exactly four members.

There are also individual players who do not need to change positions if they are sitting next to them. This makes it difficult for those who do not have the same table to grab the seat at the fastest speed and avoid becoming the one who has placed the order.

"It's kind of like grabbing a chair." Jin Cheng said.

"Huh?" Tang Cuo was a little puzzled.

"Have you never played? Row several chairs in a circle. Players walked around the circle, grabbed the seats and entered the next round, which was not eliminated. The number of chairs in each round will be reduced, and the final victory By."

"never play it."

After listening to Jin Cheng's words, Tang Cuo had an impression. He had seen other children playing in the orphanage, but Tang Cuoda was a cool guy and he didn't get together very much, so he never played.

Jin Cheng thought about it for a moment, and I understood that it felt a little distressed but didn't show up on the face, and only smiled and said, "I will play with you in the future."

Tang Cuo wanted to say that this was not necessary, he had grown up, but he swallowed again to his mouth and nodded calmly.

Su Miaomiao, who is next door, has given up on her abdomen. She finds that she treats the couple next door with her ordinary heart and finds that they are actually quite right.

No, if Jin Cheng is not so beautiful, she will find out earlier.

Tang Cuo is much more handsome than him, and there are not many cool talkers.

The seat change quickly ended, and the one who was left behind was Tang Chuo's legs. There was no one next door, and he could not move himself, so he was naturally left behind.

At this time, the last ten seconds remain.

Su Miaomiao is still correcting her mentality. When she appreciates the handsome guy she just discovered, she sees Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looking at each other, conveying a kind of tacit understanding that she cannot understand.

Yeah Yeah?

Su Miaomiao returned to her mind immediately and saw a flower in front of her. Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo got out of their seats like a cheetah. A Tang Cuo broke the window and rushed into the corridor, grabbed Corgi and threw it; Jin Cheng made sure Corgi landed in his front seat, and another outstretched hand grabbed Tangcuo and quickly pulled him back.

The moment they were seated again, "Slap!" The teacher's pointer hit the podium hard, and the game ended.

Nineteen passing players plus one unlucky egg turned into Corgi, twenty people, no more, no less.

The teacher was very concerned about it, and Yin Zhu's eyes were fixed on Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng for a long time, but the two men just moved so fast that he was too late to stop them. At this time, the hour had ended, and he could do nothing more. He could only stare at them fiercely, announcing—

"After class!"

All players were relieved and paralyzed in a chair. The man in the front seat of Tangcuo managed to raise his hand and waved at him, casting a grateful smile.

Tang Cuo slightly bowed his head, believing his gratitude.

Su Miaomiao next door looked more handsome as he looked, and then received Jin Cheng's warning eyes. Su Miaomiao glanced at him, "Why don't you see anyone looking at the handsome guy? You have to stare at me at a glance, stingy."

Having said that, she beckoned to bring the other three teammates away.

She had just left her front foot, and Meng Na Lisa came on the back foot. She was still that coquettish and timid, looking at Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng, but turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Jin Cheng felt that she must have also taken a fancy to Tang Cuo.

Damn, I knew I wouldn't come to this broken game.

Tang Cuo looked at him with a sudden cold face, and felt very strange. He was just asking and remembering Jin Cheng's familiarity with lipstick when he was playing the game. He quickly lost expression.

Jin Cheng: "."

Tang Cuo: "."

Why are you studying me?

Tang Cuo turned to go, Jin Cheng chased up again, raised his arms around his shoulders, and had to hang on him to be with his brothers, and asked while walking: "I said, no girl had confessed to you before ?"

"No."

"Do not believe."

"Pull down."

"Then do you believe that I understand lipstick so much because I have done a beauty blogger with the forward copy?"

"Awesome."

Jin Cheng: How is today's boyfriend particularly cute, getting more and more cute.

Talking about love and returning to love, after they left the classroom, they didn't go far, and they started the next game without delay. As such, time passed quickly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng have scored 38 points each, and the Chi Yan trio have also gained a lot. In fact, their points can be doubled up, but Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng still have enough rest while playing the game, adjust their state to the best, and also take the time to care about the state of the mouse.

The mouse was much better than before. Although he still didn't wash off the oil on his body, he didn't see as much resistance as when he saw him, and he finally crawled out of the bed.

He will silently eat the meal he delivers, noisy and noisy, and like to stand by the window to see the Yongye City outside through the gap between the curtains. Whenever a player finds him through that gap, he will pull up the curtain and start to retract.

Xiao Tong said that he stayed to protect their safety, but the warden had a bad temper and sat there watching the saucer with a cup of coffee every day. The dish was delivered by him by calling out the take-out, which is a classic movie of the world over the past few decades. He saw "Broken Mountain" from "Farewell My Concubine". Sometimes Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng came back from the outside and entered the door Can receive his gaze if there is nothing.

Tang Cuo thought he would be cold-faced or urged to see Lin Yandong anxiously. After all, after seeing the truth, anyone would be affected, not to mention Xiao Tong, who is one of the parties.

But Xiao Tong was unexpectedly suffocated. He even had the mood to make jokes about Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng. Tang Cuo thought about it for a while, and it became clear that he had crept over for ten years, and he did not have to rush to this last week.

But Tang Cuo's careful observation still found a touch of anxiety in Xiao Tong's eyes. When he stood by the window like a mouse and looked outside sometimes, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, terribly cold.

The mouse was very afraid of Xiao Tong and never dared to approach him within ten meters.

"I don't think he has anything special except the mind-reading technique all over his body. Mr. Crow chose him as a puppet. I'm afraid he was blind." Xiao Tong himself was not happy, and he didn't want to make others happy. , The sitting posture with a coffee cup in his hand is a little more romantic.

If Lin Yandong is here, he will find that Xiao Tong in front of him is more and more like the former second master.

Tangcuo: "Oh."

However, Cool Brother was unimpressed.

Xiao Tong gave a slap, and Yu Guang glanced at the period when Ai Ai was hiding behind the curtain, trying to get close to Tang Cuo but afraid of his Xiao Tong's mouse. There was really no good mood and got up and went to the next door.

After he left, the mouse looked out from behind the curtain, looked at Tang Cuo with a pair of eyes, hesitated again and again, and cried with regret, "He is terrible, saying that he wants to make me a fried mouse, can tomorrow..."

Before Tang Cuo finished, he directly refused: "No."

The mouse wants to cry without tears. But he thought of the people outside, and he didn't dare to say that he was going out. A Xiao Tong was obviously much easier to bear than everyone outside.

"Did you remember?"

"No, no..."

The mouse shuddered.

Tang Cuo frowned slightly, but did not question, saying: "You can't think of your name, your origin, everything else, but I hope you can remember something about "Plan Project". My teammates because A copy of this plan is stuck, I must know."

The mouse looked at him, lowered his eyes again, then hesitated to raise his eyes, and after a while he retracted back behind the curtain. A low voice came: "I'll try to remember..."

On the other side, the streets of the central area of ​​Yongye City are still a bustling scene.

The blood was flowing in the invisible corners, the players' faces were frightened and nervous, but in front of the smiling npcs, in front of the hilarious celebration music, they were all covered up like hanging on the street stalls The ghost mask does not affect anything at all.

Meng Yufei could not go to the high-level zone without a pass. He was reluctant to accompany rookie players in the low-level zone to do those simple games. He could not find Zheng Yingying and Jiang He.

In the past few years when he entered Yongye City, it was also the first time he saw the grand occasion of the celebration. Far away, he also heard waves of exclamation, laughter, and even applause in front of him. He thought what was the content of the celebration, and upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was a player or an acquaintance sitting in the crowd.

Rong Yi.

He moved a small bench and sat on the side of the road, holding a bottle of strawberry milk in a glass bottle in his hand, with a straw inserted in the bottle, sipping milk while talking.

The relaxed posture and outstanding eloquence are like the storytellers under the old bridge. However, he has another family of noble sons, even if they are sitting on a small bench on the street, it can make you think that this is a rich place with carved beams.

This is not Rong Yi.

Meng Yufei heard the news he had heard in the past few days, and understood that this man was the famous butcher of the war, Yan Yun.

Yan Yun told a book on the street, telling the story of his former slaughter god. This is a story that will never be heard by the viewers of Yongye City, and it is also the story he is most interested in. He said it casually, one word at a time, which was a great disrespect to Yongye City.

But he is still calm and casual, this gesture falls on the players' eyes, the more he feels unfathomable and different.

In fact, Yan Yun did not sit here deliberately to tell a book. He came to the nearby workshop to forge a bell and wandered around in the waiting interval, which just triggered a game.

The game npc is a few street performers, performing traditional Chinese quyi. Yan Yun was a **** while he was alive. He had never seen anything, but he only played piano, but there was no piano here.

But this is hard to reach Yan Yun, he has no musical instruments, he still has this mouth. Words are also one of the most touching voices in the world. A story can be whispered or passionate. The content is different.

And strawberry milk is very delicious, Yan Yun has been drinking Yongye City drinks these days, and finally found his favorite.

Squinting sips of milk, Yan Yun continued: "If you want to kill God, you have to have a good knife. At that time my knife, now Yongye City seems to call it the "Nameless Blade", in fact, I It was originally given a very unique name, called..."