Chapter 2: And wait for the deity to count

Chapter 2: And wait for the deity to count

They all say that people are not in the middle of a teenager.

Everyone has experienced this period more or less, but some people show it, and some people hide it in their hearts. That is the difference between Ming Sao and the secret singer.

Song Shuhang has a young age, and the time comes faster and goes faster.

So when I was in the second year of junior high school, the surrounding boys were still trapped in the martial arts dream, the superman dream, the fairy dream, and the whole day was waving the dragon's eighteen palms and the superman turned. Book Air has already had no hope for these.

The laws of the world are so precise that a human wants to jump as high as three floors; it is impossible to shoot a golden dragon with both palms;

However, he still likes Xia Xia's novels, Superman movies, and so on. Perhaps it is deep inside him that he still hopes that one day Superman, Alien, Immortal, etc. can appear in front of him?

Obviously knowing that it is impossible, but it is inexplicably looking forward to it. Is this a unique talent for human beings?

Song Shuhang smiled and turned off the group chat window, but he did not withdraw from the group.

He feels that the people in the Jiuzhou No. 1 group are very interesting. The chat records in the group that make people feel ashamed when they see it, from the perspective of the onlookers, are unexpectedly interesting – so they kick people in the group. Before, he was ready to dive, take a look at all sorts of interesting chats, and spend his time boring.

On the computer screen, the movie continues, which seems to be a horror film. The various horror story lines are not broken. This film is the pinnacle of the director of the genius horror film. It is said that many uncles are scared and crying. Many people said that they were scared to go to the toilet alone.

Unfortunately, Song Shuhang still didn't feel any terrible things. After pulling back the progress bar for a while, he yawned again and slowly changed from sitting to lying, and the eyelids became heavier...

If the genius director knows that his movie has only this effect, will he cry?

In the confusion, Song Shuhang made a beautiful dream.

It is a very cool dream, beautiful drops. There are immortals, superhumans, and all kinds of wonderland.

Longevity, moving mountains and seas, smashing swords, this is the dream of many people from ancient times to the present? It’s just that with age, reality breaks the dream, people can only hide their dreams in their hearts, no longer think about it.

Dreams are dreams after all...

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The next day, May 21, Tuesday, 1 am.

In the chat group, the owner Huangshan Zhenjun was finally on the line.

As soon as he came up, the Beihe scattered people asked him: "Zhen Jun, who was the one you added yesterday, called "The pressure of Shushan"? Where did you practice?"

"People who added yesterday? Didn't you communicate with her? It was the daughter of an old friend of this deity who was born in this era. It seems that the qualifications are good. The young age is already the peak of the three products, and it is about to enter the four products. It’s very bad.” Huangshan Zhenjun laughed and replied.

This era was born, that age is estimated to be less than forty? This age is already the peak of the three products, it is indeed a genius. The Beihe people nodded secretly, but the number they took was still very strange. It’s not like the words of the book.

The Beihe people are still thinking about it. Huangshan Zhenjun suddenly said: "Hey? The daughter of the old friend of the deity is not called "The pressure of Shushan". In other words, is this book pressure a big thing?"

"..." Huangshan is really awkward.

It’s not a hairy thing, it’s an unknown human being that you added yesterday.

He tentatively asked: "Really, you will not be the wrong person?"

"Let's see the deity."

After a while.

Huangshan Zhenjun sent a string of cold sweat expressions in the group: "It's really wrong. The number is only one digit in the middle, and the deity will lose 8 to 9. I didn't expect the deity to make such a big mistake."

Beihe scattered people laughed and said: "I will say, even if you integrate into modern society, no one will set his own track number as 'the pressure of Shushan.'"

Huangshan Zhenjun continued to send a string of cold sweat expressions.

Then he rushed to re-enter his friend's daughter into the group.

Group message reminder: ‘Linghua Island Yurouzi’ has joined the Jiuzhou No.1 group.

This name is in line with the style of Jiuzhou No.1 group, and a strong Xian Xia breath comes. The name of the book is so stressful that it is definitely a strange thing mixed in.

As soon as the newcomer joins, the mad knife and three waves will immediately take the lead: "Hey, the new Taoist friend is a fairy, he shines a photo, and reports it to the three rounds! Beautiful words are not about?"

The mad knife and the three waves have been diving for a long time - although he is a goldfish, the memory is longer than three seconds. Yesterday has been reminded, so in order to avoid generations of seniors, today he carefully watched the situation.

Listening to Huangshan Zhenjun said that the newly added fairy is a good friend, and that after repairing it is the third product, the three waves of the knife will be relieved. Not a ‘predecessor’ character, he can play it out and enjoy his addiction.

There are very few newcomers in this group, and he is awkward.

Three waves and one opening, Huangshan Zhenjun suddenly black face.

"..." Lingdie Island Yukoko entered a colon, and then faintly said: "Because the time is not early, the old husband's daughter has been meditating on time. Her number is temporarily the old man hanging up, waiting for Huangshan Daoyou plus group. Cough... I have long heard that the three waves in the Jiuzhou group are flowing, and I can talk about it. It’s better to see it. Three waves of friends, the old man appreciates you, and invites you to drink the next day."

The mad knife and the three waves suddenly became oysters, but the sisters of the opera met the sisters, and there was nothing more shameful than this. He really wants to find a hole to drill in.

Fortunately, this predecessor seems to be easy-going and has taken this matter with a single sentence.

Then, the predecessor and the group of people online greeted each other, please take care of your daughter in the future. Then, the dive hangs up.

Seeing the seniors leave, the mad knife and three waves are relieved, and he said: "Fortunately, it seems that this predecessor is not a joke. Maybe there is a chance to talk to the girl." ""

"..." Huangshan Zhenjun.

"..." Beihe scattered people.

The pharmacist rarely took another shot. He is a man who cherishes words like gold. He usually seldom talks, but this time he rarely hits four words: "Because you ask for more happiness."

"?" Three waves doubts.

However, the pharmacist who cherishes the words like gold will obviously not explain more.

"Look at the new humanity number prefix." Beihe scattered people explained that if you don't die, you won't die. Why does Sanlang brother never understand?

"Prefix? Lingdie Island?" The raging three waves seem to have not responded.

"Yes, Lingdie Island! Plus a senior, you did not expect anyone?" Beihe scattered people tips.

After a long while, the mad knives and three waves suddenly realized that they had brushed a bunch of ‘跪’’ expressions in the group: “Is that needle and needle minded?”

Lingdie Supreme is a powerful predecessor. He is good at everything, and he is a man of righteousness... It is like to have a lot of trivial things with people, and he has already reached the peak on the road of care. Others are preoccupied, he is already a needle!

Beihe’s popular mouth is pumping: “I didn’t remind you so much!”

Huangshan Zhenjun sighed, he really could not stand it: "Three waves, my old friend just hangs up, but has not yet gone offline."

That is to say... chat history may be seen.

No, it will definitely be seen!

Huangshan Zhenjun can't really watch the three waves continue to die, how to say is also a group of young people in their group.

"I wipe, the bird is finished." The three waves of the knives seem to see the future soon, and Lingdie Xianzun visits the door and then confronts him with various abuses. His eyes are wet again, this time seems to have caught a more troublesome big predecessor?

Three waves suddenly screamed: "Really, please help me!"

Huangshan Zhenjun gave a cold expression.

The people in the group no longer pay attention to the three-wheeled dog-like cry, calmly shifting the topic.

The Beihe scattered people asked the group main road: "Real Jun, how can the "Book Mountain Pressure" be solved?"

Su Shi A Qidao: "Will you kick it off? After all, it’s just ordinary people, not very good to participate in the chat between us."

"Cough, since it was added by the deity, it is a fate. Let the deity count a glimpse and see how to deal with it." Huangshan Zhenjun replied - mainly because he suddenly added the other party to the group, now He said that kicking, he is not very faceless?

So at least it’s a bit of a slap, and it’s an excuse to kick people off.

This shows the strength of your own height.

Secondly, he was very interested in mathematics calculations recently. He learned a month and was itching. No matter what you do, you like to count it.

After saying that he took a "Tang Poetry and Song Poetry" from his side, he reached out and turned his hand to run the trick. The power of the meditation draws a poem to form a scorpion.

This time, the smashing was very smooth, and Huangshan Zhenjun came to learn from the martial arts.

He looked at the results like a happy look.

then……

Huangshan Zhenjun face sinks like water.

Huangshan Zhenjun’s face turned stinky.

And look at that 卦 like: in the heavens wish to be a lovebird, in the land is willing to be a branch.

The poem in the impression was written by a poem written by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty. It is very classic. Later, it is often quoted to describe love.

Suddenly, Huangshan Zhenjun felt that the whole person was not good.

Betty bird, your sister, even your sister! I also wish to be a branch, the deity is not as good as hanging the southeast branch!

Is it difficult for him to be in the hall of Huangshan Zhenjun to go to the "Shushan pressure" of the **** male to interpret a love that is alive and dead, earth-shattering? This could not help but remind him of Longyang Jun in the Warring States Period of China - suddenly felt like swallowing, disgusting.

"This is definitely not enough for the deity. After all, I learned it for a month...so the deity should be counted again! Yes, it must be!" Huangshan Zhenjun once again runs the secret of the trick, and the power in the darkness is turned again. "Poetry".

Another poem was drawn.

This time, the magic trick of the scorpion technique is super smooth, and Huangshan Zhenjun feels good about himself, absolutely in the middle!

He looks at the image.

then……

Zhenjun’s face is white.

Idol: "If the two emotions are long, they are squatting in the dynasty!"

Look at your uncle!

"The deity does not believe in evil!" Huangshan Zhenjun once again squatted.

This time it feels even better. Huangshan Zhenjun feels that his own imagery is at this moment!

This time must be!

He looked down at him like this: "When you look back, the man is there, the lights are dim."

"..."

"Deep breathing, deep breathing." Huangshan Zhenjun calmly closes the Tang poetry and Song poetry, and the forty-five-degree angle of melancholy looks into the sky - it is a really good feeling!

Then, Zhenjun calmly shredded the hard-filled version of the Tang poetry and Song poetry, and tore the side and forcefully nodded: "The deity does not have the talent of martial arts, and he is not born to be a teacher. Therefore, the deity calculated by the deity must be wrong!"

He threw the torn Tang poetry and Song poems to the side, and his heart even secretly vowed that he would no longer count it!

The fragments of hardcover poems were thrown aside, and Zhenjun entered in the group: "The pressure on the book mountain is great... Keep it first. The deity just counted a moment and found that he and the deity have a relationship. It would not be accidental to add him to the group. But it is inevitable! How will you look at his own creation afterwards?"

Zhenjun uses a variety of vocabulary words to smother, as for the results of the scorpion, killing him will never reveal half-word!

Mom, even if there is a fate, it must be a fate!

"Then keep it, anyway, it is estimated that he will retreat in the near future. What is the result of the true monk?" Beihe Sanren heard that Zhenjun is learning martial arts, so it is very curious what the predecessor calculated.

"..." Huangshan Zhenjun: "That, you continue to talk, I am in a hurry."

Then, he quickly got off the line, leaving a stunned Beihe scattered person.