Video bloggers in American comics

Zhang Ming was wearing ordinary clothes, jeans, sneakers, and a plain sweatshirt and thin down jacket.

With his physique, he actually didn't need a down jacket at all. However, with the temperature outside at more than ten degrees below zero, Zhang Ming had to consider the sight of others, and finally put on one in a pretentious manner.

Zhang Ming and Xiaoqiang took a taxi and rushed to the hotel where the party was held.

He sat in the passenger seat, and Xiaoqiang sat in the back. Along the way, Xiaoqiang leaned against the car window. Because it was winter, it got dark early, and the sub-yellow street lights fell on Xiaoqiang's face through the car window, making his childish face glow.

Adds a bit of shadow and depth.

This guy seems to have had his eyebrows plucked on purpose?

"It's just the two of us, do you need to start posing now?"

Xiaoqiang pushed up his gold-rimmed round glasses and said calmly: "I need to get into the mood in advance, so that when I get to the party, I can exude charm all the time. I don't understand this...Brother, you haven't been in love yet, have you?"

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"If you keep talking, I'll turn around and go home now."

Faced with Zhang Ming's irritation, Xiaoqiang made a zipper gesture on his lips to indicate that he would not speak any more.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the meeting place: the Sea Palace.

This is a restaurant famous for its seafood cuisine, and it is well-known in H City. The restaurant has an elegant environment, delicious dishes, and even the appearance and temperament of the service staff have been carefully selected.

Of course, after enjoying high-end services, the corresponding prices are not cheap, at least not something ordinary college students in their early twenties can afford.

The leader tonight is the monitor, but the real investor is another wealthy classmate.

In Zhang Ming's impression, the wealthy classmate liked to be naughty and mischievous, and his academic performance was always at the bottom. He stopped studying after graduating from junior high school and went to work on the construction site. I heard that the real estate industry later emerged, and he happened to catch a ride while others were still in school.

At an early age, he became a small boss.

"As expected, it will be Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years. Don't bully young people into poverty."

After listening to Zhang Ming's introduction, Xiaoqiang sighed. As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ming rubbed his head.

"At your age, read less online novels and read more classics if you have nothing else to do."

Xiaoqiang slapped Zhang Ming's hand away and rearranged his hairstyle.

"Sir, this is it."

The waitress took Zhang Ming to a private room. There were conversations and laughter in the private room, and he opened the door and walked in.

Several different looks came over me, most of them were confused, and only one was surprised.

Zhang Ming was slightly autistic in junior high school and suffered from severe secondary school syndrome. He didn't have many friends at all. Apart from attending classes, he spent the rest of his time just hanging around in the corner. His classmates had a very weak impression of him.

He took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Ming. This is my cousin. There is no one at home today, so I have to bring him here with me. I hope you don't mind."

Old classmates who had not seen each other for many years, no one would make the atmosphere tense at the beginning. They all said they didn't mind and asked Zhang Ming to sit down quickly.

Zhang Ming looked around and took Xiaoqiang to sit next to a fat man. It was the surprise look he had just given him.

"Fat brother, I haven't seen you for a while." Zhang Ming greeted.

"The last time we met was on Midsummer Night five years ago. We sealed the power of death hidden in your arm together. I wonder if the seal is still strong after all these years?"

This unique way of recounting the past gave Zhang Ming a sense of suffocation.

After being crushed long ago, the dark history buried deep in my heart stubbornly emerged from the surface again.

This fat guy was Zhang Ming’s rare friend in junior high school. The two of them were also suffering from chuunibyou. They gave each other nicknames and had unique code moves——

The fat brother raised his right hand, holding it like a chicken claw. He looked at Zhang Ming seriously, his expression full of expectation.

"Fat brother, why don't we forget it?"

"Agent Death Zhang Ming! Have you forgotten the oath you made?" Fatty scolded him in a low voice.

"Stop using such an embarrassing nickname, it's been so many years, haha, I've long since..."

Fat Brother suddenly took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and played a blurry video.

In the picture is a skinny young man Zhang Ming. He is wearing a navy blue sheet, covering his face with one hand and holding an imitation sword in the other hand. He speaks extremely shameful lines to the camera:

"I am the acting God of Death, Zhang Ming! From today on, I swear to cut off evil——"

Ah ah ah ah ah!

The dark history was revealed, and Zhang Ming was so ashamed that he had goosebumps all over his body.

Generate electricity with love! Full power!

Flashing electricity appeared on Zhang Ming's skin, and the lights in the box flickered due to his image. He burst out with unprecedented speed, instantly snatched Fat Brother's phone, and deleted this video that represented black history.

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"Why did you delete it?" Fatty took a sip of tea.

Zhang Ming was breathing heavily and was about to say let him go. Unexpectedly, the fat brother continued: "A few days ago, I was sorting out my old mobile phone. I wanted to throw away the broken mobile phone, but with a mysterious sixth sense,

I turned on my phone and found this video.

Worried about file loss, I specially saved a copy on the network disk and a mobile hard drive, and also uploaded it to Biz. This video of yours is very popular. By the way, Bilibili, do you know?"

"Hmm... I've heard a little bit about it."

Fat Brother was talking about Beep Station in the real world. He showed Zhang Ming that this period of dark history had more than 400,000 views and hundreds of thousands of comments.

At this point, Zhang Ming gave up his struggle and continued to browse Fat Brother’s works. Apart from Zhang Ming’s dark history, Fat Brother’s other videos turned out to be...

A group of scantily clad ladies?

"I went to a liberal arts school and joined the Y club. There were more than 40 good people in the club, and I was the only boy. So every day I could only help a group of women take photos, make photos, edit videos, and sometimes I had to talk on the phone late at night.

Porridge explains anime characters...Oh, it's really annoying."

Fat brother is showing off invisibly.

As long as you persist, even a fat house can usher in spring?

While Zhang Ming and Fat Brother were reminiscing about old times, a man with oily hair and a pink face stood up. Only after Fat Brother reminded Zhang Ming did he know that he was the monitor.

"It's completely different from when I was a kid."

The squad leader was wearing a casual suit and had oily hair. It was obvious that he kept exercising. When he stood up, he was tall and strong. He didn't look like he had the middle-parted haircut he had when he was a child.

"We are almost here, because we haven't seen each other for several years, and (moreover) some people came early and some came late, so let's introduce ourselves one by one."

Zhang Ming quietly said to Fat Brother: "Why does he speak with such a tone?"

"I heard that he studied abroad for half a year and came back looking like this."

The class president continued: "First of all, it's me, Wang Juji, but I am more accustomed to everyone calling me by my English name Van. Of course, you can also call me class president directly."

Next was a girl with a hot figure next to the monitor. She stood up and said, "Liu Jiajia, this is my boyfriend, Xiaotong. By coincidence, he is also our junior high school classmate, but from the next class."

Fat Brother added in a low voice from the side: "To be precise, it's her new boyfriend. It turns out he is a spare tire. This is the fifth boyfriend she has had in half a year."

After Liu Jiajia finished speaking, she smiled at everyone, and when she finally looked at the handsome squad leader, she quietly winked.

"He shouldn't be called Xiaotong, Xiaolu is suitable for him." Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was sitting on the other side of Zhang Ming, added a knife.

Xiaolu, no, there is a petite girl with short hair and glasses sitting on the right of Xiaotong.

"Gao Wen."

The fat brother continued: "Sister, the top student, is currently studying at Fudan University. It is said that she is only a sophomore and has passed countless certificates. The department even put her on the list of graduate students early on."

Zhang Ming nodded, suddenly feeling something was wrong.

"We haven't contacted each other for four or five years. How come you know everything?"

"Intelligence investigation is also an essential skill for soldiers."

"speak English."

"I came a few minutes earlier than you and chatted with them one by one."

At this moment, the door of the box opened and a tall girl walked in.

"Sorry, I'm late. Long time no see. I'm Chen Yi."

She looked around and sat next to the top student.

"A sports student, she is currently playing basketball on the university team. It is said that she can also dunk."

"Huh? Is this what you talked about?"

Zhang Ming seemed to see the shadow of Olivia in Fat Brother.

After another ten minutes, the last old classmate finally arrived. He had the same hairstyle as Guo Degang, wore a mink coat, and a leather bag under his arm.

He threw the car keys on the table, "I thought there were a lot of people today, so I drove my Alpha Business. I didn't expect there were so many cars on the road during the Chinese New Year, and I was stuck in traffic jam for almost an hour.

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Alpha is a high-end commercial vehicle under the Toyota brand, with a market price of around 800,000.

This is the wealthy man who is treating me today.

Seeing the rich man's style, Zhang Ming took off his mink coat, revealing his flowered shirt. While taking off his coat, he still felt too hot, so he opened the collar buttons and put the gold chain as thick as his little finger outside.

The golden light dazzles the eyes.

Okay, the class monitor is still bragging about his study abroad experience, and now here comes another bully.

Seeing the car keys and the big gold chain, Ms. Liu Jiajia smiled frequently at the wealthy man. Xiao Lu on the side saw it and drank tea silently without saying anything.

Zhang Ming looked around and saw that the people here today were quite interesting:

Studying abroad, pretending to be the monitor, a wealthy man in mink and gold, a scumbag with long hair and wavy hair, Xiao Lu who endures humiliation, a super academic sister, a female slam dunk master, a middle school gossip chubby brother, a black-bellied kid Xiao Qiang, and Zhang Ming, the super power

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"Waiter, what's the ink stain on? Everyone is here, hurry up and serve the food!"

The rich man groaned, and a few minutes later, different types of dishes were served one after another, and everyone began to chat about things in their youth while eating. The relationship that was originally a bit unfamiliar gradually regained the familiarity during the conversation.

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In fact, this is what class reunions are like. The conversation always comes from the past. Compared with meeting every now and then, the effect of getting together every few years is often better.

Zhang Ming was enjoying this atmosphere. Suddenly, Xiaoqiang gently poked Zhang Ming's waist. He came over and whispered: "Brother, I'm going to sit over there."

He secretly pointed in the direction of the top student.

"What do you want to do? Don't forget, you promised not to cause trouble for me."

"I don't want to get you into trouble, I just want to have a few words with that top student sister." Xiaoqiang swung the goblet with one hand. There was wine-red liquid in the glass. His elegant and natural movements looked like he was sobering up.

In fact, it was just Coke that he had shaken out.

In Xiaoqiang's words, if you are about to chat with a girl, how can you drink a gassy drink? What should you do if you suddenly hiccup while chatting?

"Where are the extra seats? I'll ask the waiter to add a chair for you?"

"No, I'll handle it myself. Brother, do you agree?"

"Go ahead and don't cause trouble."

"Certainly not."

Xiaoqiang stood up and said to the basketball girl next to the top student: "Sister, my brother wants to chat with you. He is too shy to speak. How about we change seats?"

Zhang Ming slapped him on the forehead.

He shouldn't trust this kid.