Sharing System

At 21:30, Star Time, Feng Lianzhu entered the underground ring registration desk, looked at the narrow red house, and painted a more exaggerated clown, Feng Lianzhu slightly relieved.

It's much more comfortable here than at school, at least you don't have to recite so many imperial languages.

The clown saw the wind blowing bamboo, cracked his mouth, and showed a bright smile: "I thought you were not coming today, I am so happy to see you ~"

Feng Lianzhu wondered when he established such an intimate relationship with the ugly brother. After thinking for a long time, he didn't expect it, so he nodded slightly to the clown and said, "Something happened, it's late."

He answered simply.

"Really? I thought you worried that today's opponent will be stronger, and would rather give up the 1 million and dare not come ~" The clown said with a smile, obviously Feng Lianzhu came to the game today to make him very happy.

Why didn't he come and have a family to raise? Feng Lianzhu sighed slightly and asked, "Will the opponent be stronger? The bonus?"

"The bonus is increased to 2 million. If you add a mark, double it to 400 ~" The clown pressed his palm against the wall, rubbed the red paint on his hand, and slowly explored the wind and neck. "You need ?"

"Well." Feng Lianzhu nodded, and it was best to make more money. "Ugly brother is really empathetic."

Hearing Feng Lianzhu praised himself again, the clown's smiling face collapsed instantly, and he asked with a calm face: "Are you pretending to be stupid, or do you really know nothing?"

"What's pretending to be stupid?" Feng Lianzhu puzzled, "I really don't know anything about the ring, thanks to the help of Ugly Brother."

There are many grammatical similarities between Imperial language and Interstellar language. Learning Imperial language today is also very helpful to the interstellar language of Feng Lianzhu. He no longer speaks word by word and can finally be coherent.

When the clown heard Feng Lianzhu's words, he always felt that the person in front of him was so stupid that he could blossom above his head. He opened five fingers and pressed the five fingerprints on Feng Lianzhu's neck.

"Do you need to press five fingerprints in the second game?" Feng Lianzhu asked in a puzzled way.

He remembered that the clown had just wiped his neck yesterday, rubbing a red paint on it, but today he left so much.

"No, I just want to experience the feeling of reaching out and pinching your neck." The clown rubbed his fingers. "You have good skin. Our competitors in the ring are mostly rough-skinned savages. You are well maintained."

"You are the last game today, the finale," the clown said. "Your attitude angered the audience yesterday, and they specifically asked to put you in the last game."

The audience's original words were to kill this arrogant player, tear him up, and let his blood spill over the entire stadium.

No player has ever tried to please the audience. Feng Lianzhu is too arrogant, and a product has its own personality, which makes the audience who come to the underground ring to seek excitement very uncomfortable.

"What time is the last game?" Feng Lianzhu asked.

"1:30 in the morning, during this time you can go to your own small room to rest, or you can quit the star network to rest in reality. However, if you do not return to participate in the game at 1:30 after exiting the star network, then the underground ring You will be banned all over the net. "The clown said." We ask hackers to find your address, catch up with the door, and press you to the real ring, let you live better than die ~ "

His tone sounded like he wanted to escape.

Feng Lianzhu didn't notice the clown at all. What he thought was so good, he could log in to Feng Yuansi's account to do his homework and come to the ring at 1:30. At two o'clock, the game ends and the class starts at nine o'clock the next morning.

Feng Lianzhu silently recalled his timetable and thought it was acceptable, at least seven hours of rest. In the previous game, as an npc, he had no rest time at all. He has been fighting and fighting, being killed or killed by players. In addition to learning some headaches, life in the interstellar world is quite easy.

Unconscious of the high-intensity work schedule, Feng Lianzhu quits to do his homework, and recites the imperial language texts. The textbooks in elementary school textbooks are very short. Feng Lianzhu first consolidates the words and grammars he learned before. Recitations such as "How are you", "I'm fine", "Have you eaten", "The weather is good today", "The two suns of the Latin American star rise at the same time today" are very simple It's easy.

It is more difficult to write essays. This is a process of independent creation. The composition of Teacher Green Dragon is a propositional essay. The topics are "My Mom", "My Dad", "My Best Friend" and "My Side" "A Little Thing" and "My Ideal", each composition can't be less than 300 words, but it is sad.

Dad, Mom ... How can he have such a thing, he only has designers such as programs, artists, audio design, game planning, etc. The plan is father, he is more to put forward an idea, the specific operation is by the staff such as artists It can be said that his body is completely made by these people, and he is considered a mother.

The friend is probably Pon Kiratus. Although they haven't met before, they are already friends of the soul.

There is a little thing ... Feng Lianzhu thought about it and wrote such four compositions.

My mother: I have many mothers. They are tortured by an idea of ​​my dad every day. They stay up late to work, and they modify my body, my voice, my strength, my fighting mode, etc. again and again ... It's complicated, sometimes very good, I will sit down and discuss how to modify my things, sometimes very bad, and will quarrel because of my education. Mothers have a common trouble, that is, the hair that is gradually falling off. The mother ’s desk is often placed with a hair lotion, and it is rubbed a little from time to time. Probably for this reason, the mothers have prepared long, thick, even for me Shedding hair can also stretch back. Do I love moms? I do n’t know, but I am grateful for their hard work.

My dad: My dad's interpersonal relationship is not good. People often call him a dog for planning. He doesn't talk much, and good things are often delayed. They are called eunuchs. Dad likes to manipulate my soul, and often wants to modify my settings. After every modification, someone will call my dad too unkind. I do n’t have much to say about Dad, but his hair is also bald.

My best friend: My only friend is a little naive. I did n’t like him at first. I even thought about secretly embezzling his savings. Of course, he also took away my most important things. At that time, I was very angry. Want to retaliate against him. He knew nothing about it, and often threw me things he didn't like to do, and also bullied people around me, even smashing my home. Fortunately, I'm not like him. I'm a generous person. I kept his small vault. He will also use his brain for me. We have a good relationship now. He is a friend worth making.

A little thing around me: there are always a lot of people running around me, smashing my home, killing my younger brother, grabbing gold coins from me. But I am a calm person who doesn't care about these things. There are very few things that left me with a deep impression, and most of them are forgotten. The only thing that impressed me was that once there was a couple who thought that my family was in a good environment, they came to my bamboo forest to fall in love and have n’t killed my younger brother. . They were intimate at first, and even had to do some shameful things in my house, but at this time, a woman came suddenly, accusing the male of the couple of pedaling two boats, they fought, and took apart my At home, I was injured by them, triggering my combat mode, and killed them all.

I wrote four essays in one breath. It was 12 o'clock in the morning, and there was only one and a half hours left. The wind and the wind were lazy, and I was a bit worried when I saw the last question-my ideal.

The ideal is probably the meaning of wish. Feng Lianzhu is npc. No one has set a wish for him, but the system once said that the reason why he has a system in him is that the system is summoned by his wish.

What does it mean?

"System, what is my wish, what will attract you so much?" Feng Lianzhu could not help asking.

[Should the host Feng Lianzhu reflect on it, why do you, as an online game npc, wish? 】

Seeing the system's answer, the wind stunned, right, why didn't he think of it when the system mentioned the wish before? It is the system that has the desire first, so in fact he first awakened the consciousness and attracted the system, instead of having the system, the system issued tasks for him before he awakened the consciousness.

He looked at his last composition "a little thing around me", which is what happened when he hadn't got the system yet. Why would he find this interesting and remember? At that time, he should clean up the junk data from time to time.

Feng Lianzhu was sluggish for a while, raised his pen, and wrote on the virtual composition paper—

My ideal: I do n’t remember my ideal. At first, I did n’t know why I had an ideal. At that time, I was muddled. I acted according to the dog ’s father ’s idea every day. It is a soulless string puppet. Today, I do n’t remember the desire to have my own ideas at first, but now, I have goals at this stage. I want to study, go to college, make money, support my family, and let everyone around me also go to college. This is a responsibility and a wish. I clearly realized that this was not imposed on me by the master dad, but by myself.

After writing these five essays, Feng Lianzhu's mental exhaustion was swept away. He should have been very tired, but when he saw the composition of "My Ideal", he had another motivation.

Although this is the task of Fatty Dragon, Feng Lianzhu finds that he really likes this kind of responsibility-taking days, which is more realistic than being expected to dare to upgrade.

Dog Sixteen once said that what they did was not as good as what Feng Lianzhu paid, but in fact, Feng Lianzhu also harvested a lot of intangible things on Dog Sixteen and others.

Feng Lianzhu smiled, submitted five essays in the teaching system, withdrew from Feng Yuansi account, replaced another Xingwang equipment, and came to the underground ring.

Unlike yesterday's urgent need for tuition, Feng Lianzhu today is a bit looking forward to the next 4 million. With this money, the returnees can have more places in college, and Feng Lianzhu will also be more realistic.

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