After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 77

One hour of challenge time is about to pass.

Just when An Ting thought that the red cat earphones could be in his pocket, a beautiful figure came out.

It was none other than the beautiful girl who had double rowed with Anting in the toilet.

She wore a red peaked cap with a cat pattern on it, stepped on a pair of basketball shoes, and walked in a cool and restless pace.

Along the way, he stared at An Ting with nuclear eyes.

If eyes could kill, An Ting would have been hacked to pieces by her.

No matter how dull An Ting was, it was impossible for him to be unclear about one thing - even though it was only for a moment, he had already been recognized.

where is the problem?

Uh... hair, why did you dye it platinum, it's too conspicuous.

Get away with it - fail.

Due to the publicity, it is impossible for the girl to directly call the other party a disciple. When she sees herself going to the bathroom, she can only confront her like this.

And this time.

The network administrator in charge of the solo competition asked: "Beauty, do you want to participate?"

An Ting's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling - it was basically impossible to win against the opponent with his own game level.

Sure enough, I heard the girl respond: "Well, I will participate~"

This is the first time she has made a sound since she appeared on the stage. It is the same as her appearance, very lively and brisk, like the sun at noon in August, scorching like a fire.

only.

While answering, she also winked her beautiful eyes at An Ting, with malicious intentions.

The two parties sat in front of the computer facing each other and logged into their accounts.

Anting's game ID is called "At"; while the girl's game ID is called "Bridge".

An Ting muttered, "Bridge?"

She had a straight face, cold eyes, and didn't answer, as if to say——you don't deserve to know my name.

Although I really want to tell you that our hero, An Ting, killed the Quartet and beheaded the extraordinary master, but rebirth is not a panacea, and some things just don’t work.

In the ensuing game, Anting was crushed.

It has to be said that the gap between diamonds and masters is still visible to the naked eye.

Coincidentally.

The girl was the last one to play.

After defeating Anting, the one-hour time limit was over, and even Zhu Jiajun had no chance to make a move. She took the earphone box, opened it on the spot, hung it around her neck, and Shi Shiran left.

so cool!
Before leaving, she stopped at the entrance of the Internet cafe.

Standing between the light and shadow, looking back suddenly, staring at An Ting, I don't know what to think, flicked the basketball pants, made a clear and seductive sound, and there was a flash of coldness in the eyes, as if to say: "I remember you!"

In An Ting's mind, the image of seeing her squatting there in the bathroom inevitably flashed through, feeling a little helpless, but helpless.

I can only watch helplessly as the earphones are taken away.

This is the first time Anting has been passively deflated since his rebirth.

Some people may say that An Ting won the quarrel with Song Ci but slept in the kennel. That incident has already been exhausted, but that is because he is too lazy to resist. If he becomes strong, he doesn't need to sleep in the kennel at all.

This time it was no use trying.

Little annoyance.

An Ting still didn't take it to heart, it was just a loss in a solo match, it was nothing serious, and continued to enjoy the time with his friends.

Followed by.

A group of people went to the vegetable market to buy barbecue ingredients.

After buying the ingredients, An Ting went to the computer store in the commercial plaza, bought a cute dog earphone, and planned to give it to Song Ci tonight.

……

That night.

An Jia on Bauhinia Street.

An Ting, Song Ci, Gao Fei, Bao Weiwei, Zhu Jiajun, and Nai Te had a barbecue together on the third-floor rooftop, having a great time.

The grilling details are not important, the only thing worth mentioning is that both Anting and Song Ci's grilling techniques are very poor.

"Hahaha, why are you both burning black charcoal?" Bao Weiwei sarcastically said.

Hearing this, An Ting and Song Ci said in unison, "There are only two people in the family, so we rarely organize such activities!"

The moment the words fell, the two looked at each other, and both smiled wryly.

Hmm... The reason is that simple. Both of them are single-parent families, and the family does not organize BBQ activities. It is impossible for father and son or mother and daughter to sit in front of the charcoal fire, staring at each other. It is embarrassing to think about it.

Subsequently.

Considering the existence of Song Ci, they did not engage in too many fancy program effects, did not shake dice, did not play poker, and simply chatted while grilling.

Fortunately, with the existence of Bao Weiwei and Gao Fei, a pair of happy friends, the atmosphere is always lively.

Especially Gao Fei, who quietly brought a bottle of red wine from home, "This bottle of wine was originally brought by my father as a gift to a client. Who knew that client was allergic to alcohol, so I brought it out."

It's normal.

Gao Fei's parents are both marketing personnel, and gift-giving is a routine practice, especially for tobacco and alcohol.

In the zero years when many things were not standardized, gift giving was applicable to all walks of life.

Gao Fei looks cheap and immature, but he is actually quite familiar with adults, under the subtle influence of his parents who are salespeople.

You think Gao Fei is the most immature, maybe this guy is the most mature.

All the friends present were only fifteen or sixteen years old this year, and all of them had never touched alcohol. An Ting hadn't drunk alcohol since his rebirth, including Song Ci, who were a little curious.

"Do you want to drink?" Gao Fei asked.

A brief hesitation.

An Ting was the first to nod and said, "You can give it a try."

Now that someone took the lead, the others relaxed and responded.

An Ting looked at Song Ci and said, "Don't force it, Song Ci, your cheap brother brought you a can of Wangzai milk."

Hearing An Ting's words, everyone else gasped and couldn't hold back.

Song Ci noticed the expressions of other people, and emphasized: "I am two months older than you! I am the elder sister, the expensive elder sister, you cheap brother..."

This is also a disguised explanation and a statement of position - although everyone knows that Anting and Song Ci have become family members, they don't know who is the older sister and who is the younger brother.

Know it now.

When everyone heard it, they immediately understood.

Bao Weiwei joked, "Anting, so you're just a bad brother."

An Ting wasn't angry either. After all, the date of birth was here, so it wouldn't be interesting to mess around. He returned to the topic and said, "Song Ci, if you don't want to drink, don't drink it. It's okay."

Midsummer Night.

Under the bright moonlight, Song Ci's bright eyes rolled, she shook her head, and said, "I want to try it too, just drink a little."

In this way, we clinked glasses under the moon, and they were still disposable plastic cups.

"cheers!"

Everyone spoke with one voice.

This is the first time in our lives to drink alcohol, except for Anting.

What everyone didn't expect was that Song Ci was not very good at drinking, he only drank half a glass of red wine, and his fair and pretty face was flushed, probably not drunk, but in a slightly drunk state, the whole person was stunned.

10:30 at night.

Amidst the laughter, the barbecue was over.

Everyone originally wanted to spend the night here, but Bao Weiwei's parents were worried and wanted her to go home. It was not safe for Bao Weiwei to go home alone, so Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun sent her off.

Now that Bao Weiwei was already delivered, it seemed superfluous to go back to Bauhinia Street.

Ever since, the three of them went home.

Gao Fei asked An Ting to borrow a motorcycle, "Anting, lend me a motorcycle, and I'll take the old lady and the fat man home."

Hearing this, An Ting felt inexplicably uneasy again.

Don't forget how Gao Fei died in his previous life, that is, he got into a traffic accident while riding a motorcycle and left.

An Ting originally didn't want to lend a motorcycle to Gao Fei, but it was past ten o'clock, and it might be more dangerous to ask them to walk back. Coupled with Zhu Jiajun's perfect figure of 1.6 meters + 160 catties, the bicycle must be a bit difficult, so he had to borrow a motorcycle.

When handing over the car keys, An Ting said: "Gao Fei, the speed limit is 30, understand?"

"Okay, Anting is getting more and more verbose."

An Ting was still worried, and said to Bao Weiwei and Zhu Jiajun, "Help me keep an eye on him. If he is over 30, just tell me and I'll beat him up."

Bao Weiwei and Zhu Jiajun are locals in the small town. In the small town of [-], everyone is used to racing young people, including Anting, who used to be like this. I didn't expect this guy to be so safety conscious now.

Although it felt weird, I didn't delve into it.

People have a sense of safety, which is not a bad thing after all, and there is nothing to complain about.

"it is good…"

Looking at the figure of his little friend leaving, An Ting sighed, but the corners of his mouth curled slightly—others were reborn with white moonlight and cinnabar moles, but my rebirth was only pimples.

(End of this chapter)