Female professor's daily boyfriend

Chapter 62 End-of-season game talent

At seven o'clock in the morning, the school cafeteria.

Thanks to the heroic dedication of the students at the end of the season, the four brothers came to the school cafeteria an hour earlier than usual.

At this time they were sitting in their old seats, three of them were all smiling, and the remaining one was secretly sad.

At the end of the season, he drank the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in front of him, and the sadness in his heart flowed like a river.

the second time!It's the second time!

He's been forced to do this dog game twice already!

He swears that if anyone forces him to play this goddamn dog game again, he'll just break his third leg.

From now on, he will be a cautious little man, and he will never row a boat without an oar.

Just when Ji Mo was immersed in sadness and couldn't extricate himself, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly heard a ding-dong sound, Ji Mo took out his phone and glanced at Mu Yao's WeChat.

At the end of the season, the gloom on his face was immediately swept away, and he opened Mu Yao's WeChat with a bright smile on his face.

Then I saw a simple word.

Ok.

At the end of the season: "..." You are a hammer.

Well, it's already a big improvement for Professor Mu Da to reply to his WeChat. In the past, he was too lazy to reply. We have to know how to be content.

After all, we are greedy for other people's bodies, so we can't demand too much from them, right?

At the end of the season, I clicked on the typing interface and glanced at the time on my phone. It was 25:[-], so I replied a WeChat message: Professor Mu, are you on the plane?
In fact, at the end of the season, he wanted to see him off at the airport, but because Mu Yao didn't go on a business trip alone, he had no choice but to dismiss the idea.

But this time Mu Yao came back very quickly.

Mu Yao: Just got on the plane.

Season end: Then send me a WeChat message when you arrive.

Mu Yao: Good.

Season end: I will take good care of Laifu for you.

Mu Yao: Yes.

End of season: Then you rest.

Mu Yao: Yes.

Season End: Farewell, Professor Mu.

Mu Yao: Yes.

Hmm, strange reappearance?
At the end of the season, I thought about it, hesitated for a few seconds, and still couldn't hold back and sent another WeChat message: I will miss you.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while at the end of the season, there was no reply, so he put the phone back in his pocket with some disappointment.

But the moment he put it in his pocket, the crisp and pleasant notification sounded again, and Ji Mo quickly took out his phone and opened WeChat.

Still one word: hmm.

But the meaning is decidedly different.

At the end of the season, his eyes were fixed on the phone screen, and he suddenly laughed out loud, his silly smile was like the silly son of the village head next door.

The other three good brothers who were eating breakfast with radiant faces were suddenly startled by the creepy laughter at the end of the season, and then raised their heads to look at the end of the season with a silly smile on the phone screen.

At the same time, I thought in my heart: It's over!Is this broken?

Lu Zhiang: It's all because of the old three and the fourth. I said that it's enough to play for a while, but if you have to play for so long, it's broken.

Li Mingxuan/Han Feng: It's all the boss's fault, he insisted on playing some broken game, now it's broken!
In the next second, the three of them lowered their heads at the same time and continued to eat breakfast in silence.

It has nothing to do with me.

…………

After the four brothers finished their breakfast, they came to the lecture theater and sat in the corner of the last row as usual, waiting for the class to start.

But now there are only four of them sitting in the last row in the classroom, staring at each other.

Because they came early today, there was about an hour before class.

As soon as the few people sat down, Lu Zhiang began to tease: "Brothers, are you going to be black?"

Li Mingxuan: "Come on, let's play the game."

Han Feng: "Come."

End of season: "No."

He really doesn't know how to play this game, and he has never played it before. As for why he doesn't play it.

Ha ha, no game talent.

At the end of the season, he can actually be considered an all-rounder. He can play basketball, sing, and climb trees.

The point is, he can also flirt with female professors.

But there is one thing that has been an indelible pain for him since he was a child.

That is, he does not understand the game.

From the simple Tetris to eating snakes, to the somewhat difficult King of Fighters Kart, the students at the end of the season can only play lonely.

I think back then he also played OO Dazzle Dance, and then used his rhetoric to coax the young ladies into marrying him in the game.

But without exception, after playing a game with him and seeing his amazing foot-picking skills, they all abandoned him, a poor little boy, with a letter of divorce.

So roughly two words can be used to describe the game talent at the end of the season.

Disabled.

Huge residue.

So now he can only play the joyful game of Fighting the Landlord to make up for his desire to become the king of the game.

"You don't know how to play games, what else can you do." Lu Zhiang said contemptuously while playing the game.

"I can help a fat man get his goddess' WeChat or phone number, but now, hehe."

next second.

"I'm talking about you, third child! What can you do if you can't even play a game well! Last time when the team was built, you screwed me up! Go cool off! I won't take you this time! I Playing with the fourth child." Lu Zhiang suddenly raised his head, and snarled viciously at Li Mingxuan beside him.

At the end of the season: "..." This fat man's operation is really a bit embarrassing.

Li Mingxuan was just sitting on a small bench as his melon-eating crowd, ready to enjoy the dog-eat-dog relationship between Lu Zhiang and the end of the season.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhiang suddenly turned his head and slapped him hard.

This is a real dog.

Li Mingxuan stood up angrily, wanting to teach this mad dog a lesson.

Then I heard two words coming from Lu Zhiang's mouth: recording.

"Brother, a confetti fell on your hair, I'll get it off for you." Li Mingxuan bent down, reached out his hand and gently stroked Lu Zhiang's head.

Then he sat back in his seat very naturally, picked up the phone, lowered his head, and entered the game alone.

The baby feels bitter, but the baby doesn't say anything.

　Thanks to Xiaopang G for the 200 tip, thanks to the Genesis Brush for the 287 tip, thank you for the 100 tip of the starry sky, thank you for the 100 tip for the big Ningbo in Zhejiang, and the 100 tip for Huaiju in Beipan, Thank you for listening to love (myself) for the 100 tip to Professor Mu Da, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)