entertainment threesome

The fat man looked at the roommate he had just met with dumbfounded eyes. Because he encountered a completely unexpected situation, his brain was temporarily shut down.

Have you fallen out of love?

After finally breaking free from the effects of the confusion spell, Fatty Zhai tried his best to use his brain to judge... Judging from the appearance, it seems that the possibility of falling out of love is the highest, right?

Otherwise, some misfortune has happened to relatives and friends?

Otherwise, why would a cool-looking big boy hide in the dormitory and cry alone? It can't be that he lost his wallet or something... It should be a little girl who would cry over something like that.

The fat man stood at the door of the bedroom holding his suitcase, not knowing whether he should go in or out at this time. After being petrified for a long time, he finally held back a sound from his throat.

"oh……"

Mr. Roommate turned his head numbly and took a look at the fat man who had completely covered the door. Without saying anything, he turned around and faced the wall.

Damn it! The fat man screamed two words in his heart. He was too lazy to say anything or do anything to resolve the embarrassment. He simply walked to the empty bed with the suitcase in hand. He first took off the backpack and threw it on the bed, and then put the suitcase away.

He stuffed it under the bed hard and kicked it twice as if to relieve his anger.

The fat man, who felt relaxed all over, stood up and clapped his hands. He also cast a sidelong glance at his roommate, and then left the bedroom Shiran.

Really, how can a grown man act like a girl? The fat man complained in his heart, walked to the living room, sat next to Liu Kewei, and pushed Liu Kewei.

"What's wrong with that guy in the house?"

Liu Kewei turned his head impatiently and asked with a tigerish face: "What's going on? What happened to him?"

"I was hiding in the room crying alone, wearing headphones... and when I came in, I turned my head to face the wall. It was so embarrassing." The fat man asked in a low voice, "Is something wrong?"

"Wearing headphones?" Liu Kewei raised his head and thought for a moment, took out his phone and took a look at it, shook his head and said, "It should be fine. That guy seems to be Leslie Cheung's fan. Isn't today the death anniversary of 'brother'? April

No. 1 is so easy to remember, I guess he was probably in a bad mood suddenly while listening to the old album."

"How do you know?" Fatty Zhai widened his eyes curiously. There is no reason why you can guess this kind of thing casually, right?

Liu Kewei shrugged, "Because he and I have similar experiences. Every year on November 12****, I would listen to music alone with headphones on, and I would be in a bad mood. But my idol passed away early, and I

He only served his meal after he left, so he shouldn't be as impressed as the guy in the room."

"Oh! Is it Chen Baiqiang or Wong Ka-kui? Or Luo Wen? It can't be Teresa Teng, right?" The fat man unexpectedly had a rare moment of gossip.

"No, it's Zhang Yusheng." Liu Kewei replied angrily.

The fat man nodded. If this was the case, he could understand the mood of the roommate in the room. Moreover, no one else could explain or comfort this kind of thing. He leaned back relaxedly on the sofa, raised his head and exhaled a long breath.

gas.

"Speaking of it this way, am I lucky? Even though my idol is disabled and has been in jail, at least he still breathes in the same world as me..."

Liu Kewei curled his lips and complained: "So you like Zheng Zhihua, you are indeed a vicissitudes of life uncle!"

"Hey, Leslie Cheung, Zhang Yusheng and Zheng Zhihua are not much different in age, right?" the fat man asked angrily.

"Image positioning, image positioning, Leslie Cheung will always be a pretty boy, Zhang Yusheng has always been like a student, and their current images have been permanently fixed." Liu Kewei watched the TV program and retorted casually, "But you said it yourself

Let’s talk about Zheng Zhihua’s image positioning from his debut to now? And as time goes by, he will become older and older, right?”

The fat man was speechless. He followed Liu Kewei's line of sight and glanced at the TV. What kind of concert advertisement did it look like? The fat man turned away with half interest.

"Where are the other people in the dormitory? Why are there just the three of us?" After a few minutes of silence, Fatty Zhai started a new topic.

"Everyone usually goes to eat first after get off work. Instead of accompanying you to deliver your suitcase back, I will take you there directly."

"Then let's go, I just feel a little hungry too." The fat man didn't have much to eat at first, but he immediately felt empty in his stomach when he heard that he had eaten.

"Wait a minute, I've finished watching this preview," Liu Kewei sat firmly on the sofa without any intention of getting up, "I'm not busy now, I don't have to work overtime at night, let's go to the Internet cafe after dinner, right?"

The fat man nodded in response. He suddenly thought of something. He stood up and walked to the bedroom. He knocked on the door before entering the room. He took out a mobile hard drive connected to a data cable from the backpack on the bed and stuffed it into the bag of his coat.

In pocket.

When leaving the room, Liu Kewei happened to have finished watching the program, turned off the TV and stood up. The fat man pouted at the room, Liu Kewei shook his hand, and the two of them gently left the dormitory.

The two of them walked leisurely to the food court next to Zhongxing Garden. It was a large integrated restaurant. The first floor looked like a large cafeteria in a university. Of course, it was a more sophisticated one, as many white-collar workers working nearby would do.

Choosing to dine here, the variety of meals is also very rich. In addition to each of them choosing their favorite meals, Liu Kewei also bought two meat buns, one of which he wanted to give to the fat man, saying it was his favorite food.

One, so be sure to try it.

After dinner, we left the food court and night fell slowly. There was a constant flow of pedestrians and vehicles on the road, making it a bustling scene.

Fatty Zhai lamented that he didn't expect this place to feel a bit like Shanghai's business district. Liu Kewei pouted disdainfully and complained that it was only a decent few hours. After nine o'clock in the evening, the streets would become deserted and deserted, like a ghost town.

This is a common problem of the so-called Gaoxing Technology Development Zone. It only looks more lively during certain periods and has no real heritage. Compared with the never-ending city in the business district of a big city regardless of time, Binjiang is far from prosperous.

They found an Internet cafe, and after paying the fee and applying for cards, they found two adjacent empty seats and sat down.

Liu Kewei opened the Dota interface as soon as he turned on the phone. Then he seemed to be in a state of madness, and kept spraying into the headset:

Down the road! Down the road!

Damn it, next door to Mahler!

I'm going to play in the wild!

Return to defense, damn!

Can Nima know how to play?

…

Fatty, who has never been interested in competitive games, frowned and looked at the sources of noise pollution around him. Frankly speaking, Liu Kewei's current state really made him feel very uncomfortable. It was like dizziness, tinnitus, and rapid heartbeat.

Really, can’t you just be a quiet, handsome man?

The fat man sighed and turned on the computer and opened the game menu... Sure enough, this Internet cafe didn't have the game he wanted to play.

It's not the Internet cafe's fault, it's just that the games he likes are too niche.

Already prepared, he took out the mobile hard drive from his pocket and connected it to the USB interface of the computer in the Internet cafe, and then copied the entire game client he wanted into it.

After waiting patiently for the copy progress bar to end, Fatty Zhai gently double-clicked the mouse, then put on his headphones, and familiar background music played leisurely.

The Sixth Day Demon King online.

The sentence here reads "Sixth Heaven Demon King", not "Sixth Heaven Demon King". In Buddhist legends, the sixth heaven is the Self-transformation Heaven, the Lord of Desire Realm and the root of all demons. The so-called Sixth Heaven Demon King refers to

It was Oda Nobunaga, a man of the world during the Warring States Period in Japan, Azuchi Momoyama. Because he burned down the Enryaku Temple on Mount Hiei, which was against him, he was accused by the patriarchal clan as an "enemy of Buddha".

Obviously, this is an online game with a Japanese Warring States theme.

This is really a very niche game. Not to mention the mainland server, there are only two servers left in the Taiwan server. The situation in the Japanese server is slightly better, but it is not much better.

The mainland server has gone through the ups and downs of changing operators twice and opening the server twice. Although it is still barely running, its popularity has never been high.

However, the strange thing is that although there are very few people playing this game, most of the people who have played it have basically become die-hard fans. Everyone has become accustomed to enduring the unstable servers and inexplicable bugs. They are even changing.

During the service shutdown period between operations, there are still many people who can't help but spend extra money to use paid game proxy tools to bypass the wall and play Taiwanese servers.

The same goes for Fatty Zhai himself. He has been playing this game intermittently for five years. He has experienced two mainland servers and one Taiwanese server, and has created at least 20 or 30 characters. Although he often feels that as time goes by,

The game version gradually upgraded, and the shock and emotion it brought to him at first became less and less. However, after trying to fade out several times, he would still recharge and go online after a while to experience and reflect on it for a while...

Many of the friends I have met in this game in the past five years have become avatars on QQ friends; the first fixed group I joined that year is called the Relatives and Friends Group in Taiwanese terminology, and we are in the same group every day.

We chatted for a few words; there were even many friends who exchanged mobile phone numbers with me, had meals, drank tea, and talked about mountains and rivers...

This is really a wonderful and unique experience.

I chose my main account, a Bushido named Shuitan went online and entered the game, and then quickly found three playing friends in the friend list.

Real Beast: Immortal Theory specializes in Onmyoji.

Izumo Junrei: A highly specialized pharmacist.

Lin Chaozheng: A servant with special skills in martial arts.

In addition to Fatty Zhai's own Samurai warrior, it forms a configuration of one shield, one recovery and two output. The upper limit of the team size in this game is 7, and everyone usually has to gather seven characters before going out. If there are not enough people, double open and open as many as possible.

That’s it.

So after a while, three more characters came. The first two characters had been seen in the game before, but Fatty Zhai had no impression of the third one.

True Monster: Specialized Iron Cannon Blacksmith.

Izumo Ei: Yagaku's specialization as a shrine maiden.

as well as……

Lin Yoona: Bushido Specialized Attendant?

Fatty Zhai curiously asked in the team channel: "Whose alt is this Lin Yuner? I guess it's yours, Lin Chaozheng, right? You both play dually, so you won't be too tired. This is good."

"Wrong, I'll open it alone." Lin Chaozheng answered simply by typing a few words, but he didn't know what he was busy with.

"Your real surname is Lin. The name of this female warrior is similar to that of Song Tian'er, Li Hongxiu, Su Rongrong and so on. If this female warrior doesn't belong to you, who else can it belong to?" Well, the fat man brought one with him.

The keyboard input speed for Zhaizi must be extremely proficient and fluent.

"Please! Lin Yuner and Hongxiu Tianer Rongrong are not from the same dimension at all, okay? Those names I gave are the female character names in Gu Long's novels, and this one is a famous facade of the Thigh Era in the real world!" Lin Chaozheng looked a little confused.

Crazy.

The real beast spoke: "Lin Bai is right, Yoona is my new trumpet account. I can't think about it anymore, so I won't speak anymore."

"What is the thigh era? Who is Lin Yuner?" Fatty Zhai read out loud unknowingly, and happened to be heard by Liu Kewei who took off his earphones to drink water.

"Yooner is mine!" He immediately turned his head and walked in with a serious expression on his face.

The fat man had no choice but to turn his head and look at Liu Kewei, "What's your problem again? I'm talking to a friend of the Sixth Heaven Demon King. He has a trumpet account that says he's a facade from the Thigh Era, and his name is Lin Yuner.

.”

"Thigh Generation is another name for Girls' Generation, and I am Lin Yoona's only fan!" Liu Kewei's uncompromising expression made the fat man instantly confused.

The fat man could only roll his eyes, nod and say this: "Okay, you win."

It's just a Korean girl group, an idol group. Ever since the Little Tigers disbanded, I have no love for them.

After spending two hours in the Internet cafe, Fatty Zhai and Liu Kewei finally decided to go back to the dormitory to rest.

As soon as I walked downstairs to the dormitory, I saw my roommate who was "in a bad mood" walking towards me.

Liu Kewei waved and said hello: "Che, where are you going?"

Then he reacted and introduced the two of them.

"This is our new colleague and our new roommate, copywriter and planner Duan Shanshan. You can call him Uncle Duan."

"This is Che Guanglong, a programmer from the server team of the Programming Department. Our roommate. I call him Che'er."

After the two nodded awkwardly and saluted, Che Guanglong spoke.

"I'm hungry, let's go find something to eat."

After saying that, he raised his feet and walked away, but after taking two steps, he hesitated and stopped again.

"Do you... want to come together?"