If The Real World Is Suddenly Gamified

"???"

Chen Yilang was a little confused.

What the hell?

That's totally unexpected, okay?

The prey was myself...

But of course Chen Yilang didn't think too much.

He is still a little bit sure about his own ability.

After all, apart from a handsome face, I really have nothing to show for it.

So Xia Ling suddenly sent him a friend request, probably because of something else.

"hello."

After passing the application, Chen Yilang simply greeted him.

Xia Ling: "Hello, may I ask if you are the class monitor of Municipal 214, classmate Chen Yilang?"

Chen Yilang: "Yes."

Xia Ling: "I'm Xia Ling from Finance Class 214, nice to meet you!"

Chen Yilang: "It's nice to meet you too."

Xia Ling: "Well, that's right, I'm one of the people in charge of our military training party this time."

Xia Ling: "Our military training schedule this time has already passed halfway, so we need to start this task."

Xia Ling: "At present, what we tentatively decide is that, no matter whether it is good or bad, every class must first produce a program."

Xia Ling: "So now I would like to ask you to convey this matter to the class, and then ask the art committee member of your class to come and add me."

Chen Yilang: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Xia Ling: "You're welcome, you've worked hard too."

...

After talking here, there is nothing to follow.

There seems to be no response from the system.

Look at it like this,

It is estimated that there is not much progress with [mainline NPC].

Chen Yilang scratched his head, wanting to say something more, but couldn't find a new topic.

After all, I'm not very familiar with others yet, so it doesn't feel very good to just talk nonsense or make flirtatious remarks.

"talk later."

Chen Yilang returned the phone, and then told Zhou Jie, the art committee member, about the military training party.

Brother Xianyu Lang naturally has no interest in performance organization and has no experience.

If I have to say I have any experience, I can only go to the small broken station when I am bored at home to watch the girls in sailor skirts showing their thighs dancing house dances.

Zhou Jie quickly returned the message, saying that she had received it and would start to arrange the class performance.

After finishing the matter at hand, Chen Yilang was also sleepy.

After taking a comfortable hot bath, he lay down directly and started a hearty battle with Duke Zhou.

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the next day.

It's still another sunny day, and the wind is smooth.

as usual,

The 2021 freshmen of Nanxuan University,

Another day of military posture and drills was spent under the [blazing heat] scrubbing.

After these days of polishing,

Everyone has basically adapted to the rhythm of military training.

——It lost its freshness and gradually became dull...

And the school that organizes military training every year, of course understands the thoughts of these young people.

At this time, what they need to do most is to organize some activities that can boost their energy and stimulate their energy again.

——For example, a passionate la song that cums all over the face.

seven o'clock in the evening.

When night fell,

All the freshmen gathered on the playground of the East Campus on time.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

At exactly seven o'clock.

All the lights around the playground are turned on at the same time.

The lawn, which was originally dim due to the darkness of night, was as bright as day at this moment.

Lively cheers erupted immediately.

In fact, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than turning on a light.

But what I want is that feeling. Although words cannot describe it, anyone who understands it must understand it.

Chen Yilang, who was sitting at the front of Class 4, squinted his eyes subconsciously.

The light was too bright, and Chen Yilang's eyes couldn't get used to it yet.

But he can still see his surroundings clearly.

First company and second company, a total of eight classes, are sitting in a big circle at this moment.

Several instructors of the atmosphere group stood in the middle, responsible for organizing the progress of the singing activities.

The other instructors gathered together and sat aside, ready to laugh and watch the show.

After all, the instructors are also tired these days.

After tonight's home court is handed over to these youngsters, they can also take a good rest and watch the show.

After noisy for a while, everyone also sat down.

After the instructors of the atmosphere group gave everyone a few demonstrations, the pull song officially started.

"Come on, I'll give you the first good start."

Wu Qing walked to Chen Yilang's side and passed the wheat over.

"Don't milk me anymore, I can't stand your milk volume, sister Qing." Chen Yilang smiled helplessly.

During this time,

Probably because he is the squad leader, he communicated more with Wu Qing, and his [favorability] also increased faster, and the two of them gradually got to know each other a lot, and they chatted a lot more casually.

In addition, Wu Qing is not much older than Chen Yilang, and there is no generation gap in communication, so now Chen Yilang calls her sister directly.

no way.

After all - sister Xiang!

Chen Yilang, who has experienced Gu Binghan, has long understood this profound truth.

However,

The moment I took the microphone,

Chen Yilang seemed to sense something was wrong.

【Ding! 】

[You have entered the state: focus! 】

【Danger! 】

[You have been locked and hated by a large number of monsters, please pay attention to dodge! 】

...

"What the hell?"

The corner of Chen Yilang's mouth twitched.

It's just a wheat, as for what?

But Brother Lang didn't notice,

Sitting in half a class around,

There are four monitors, all staring at him...

Lan Jiabin, Deng Xing, Du Jian, Wu Junliang.

The group of four, who had already made a plan in secret, was gearing up in secret, waiting for Chen Yilang to speak.

However,

Even though he was being watched by monsters in the dark, Chen Yilang still didn't panic at all.

It's not that I haven't fought monsters before, and I'm afraid it will be a hammer?

Whoever dares to show his head will come and beat him up.

"Where is the class four in a row!?" Chen Yilang said loudly.

"Here!" The students of Municipal Class 214 immediately responded very cooperatively.

The freshmen around them also started to get restless.

This is the case with many things.

What appears to be calm on the surface is actually an illusion.

As long as someone who likes to make trouble stands up and fires the first shot, the atmosphere will be revived.

"The spring breeze blows, the war drums beat!" Chen Yilang said loudly.

"If you want to play songs, whoever is afraid of you!" The students in Class 4 continued.

hear this,

The onlookers' eyes lit up, they looked at each other, and nodded with some interest.

interesting.

This can be said to be a very classic pull song slogan, and it is generally used as the opening.

Chen Yilang's start made the instructors' DNA move involuntarily.

And at this moment,

The trio who had been waiting for an opportunity could no longer hold back.

What they had been waiting for was Chen Yilang's words.

— Let's do it!

Let this guy named Chen Yilang know that he is too arrogant and there is no good juice to eat!

According to the original plan,

Deng Xing was the first to stand up with a groan, raised the class flag high, and roared loudly:

"Pull and pull, whoever is afraid of whom!"

"The tortoise is afraid of the hammer!"

Immediately afterwards,

Under the command of Deng Xing,

The teams of the third class all turned to where Chen Yilang was, and said in unison:

"earth!

"earth!

"earth!"

"Fourth class Lagetu, it's too outdated!"

"I advise you to pack your schoolbag and go home to sell sweet potatoes!"

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