Online games with the great god to abuse the scumbag

Chapter 22
When Li Xiaomeng returned to the dormitory with a bitter face, Lan Tian was excitedly chopping up rabbits.

"Did you get criticized at the meeting?" Lan Tian asked with only a quick glance.

He was talking, but his subordinates didn't stop.

Looking at Lan Tian's slender hand picking up milk and meat, Li Xiaomeng had the urge to cut it off for her: "The counselor asked me to organize this freshman welcome party." As he spoke, Li Xiaomeng came over to pour a glass of water, He sat down next to the blue sky with a sullen face.

"Oh." Lan Tian snorted softly, indicating that he knew.

"Oh?!" Li Xiaomeng stared.

Half of her body fell into the fire pit. As a good roommate and good friend, this guy Lan Tian can still concentrate on playing games, but he still has an attitude of having nothing to do with himself.

What kind of fox friends? !

Facing Li Xiaomeng's fiery eyes, Lan Tian narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly, and said: "You are a literary and art committee member, you must be responsible for this matter, can you come to me?"

There was a lot of luck in Lan Tian's words, he committed suicide without an official.

Li Xiaomeng was called to a meeting early in the morning. She knew about it. It seemed to be about the New Year Party or something. Anyway, she was not an official, and she was not interested in it.

"Can I find you?" Li Xiaomeng rolled his eyes at Lan Tian, ​​and then said seriously, "The counselor told me to try to get No. 1 back for our class, but it's not that easy, just looking for a performer, I’m exhausted, either I’m enthusiastic but not good enough, or I’m talented but not motivated, and I’m still short of two programs.”

Lan Tian comforted: "Don't worry, take your time, let's go to eat first."

Li Xiaomeng waved his hands in a lack of interest, and said, "Go and eat by yourself, I'm really not in the mood."

Lan Tian stood halfway, then sat down again, looked at Li Xiaomeng seriously, and said, "Are you really bothered by this?"

Li Xiaomeng sighed: "It's heartburn."

Lan Tian lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said: "It's really not possible, just count me in."

"You?" Li Xiaomeng opened his eyes wide, "What would you do?"

Lan Tian said, "Playing swords."

"Playing cheap?!" Li Xiaomeng raised his voice and said.

Seeing Li Xiaomeng trying to hold back the expression of wanting to laugh, Lan Tian knew that she must not be thinking of the good, so he stomped on her foot hard, and said every word: "It's the sword of the sword."

Li Xiaomeng asked in surprise, "When did you learn this?"

Lan Tian replied: "It's not considered learning. When I was young, my health was not very good, and I was naughty and disobedient, so my parents sent me to HN Shaolin Temple to stay for two years. I learned a little from the masters..."

"Oh! Lan Tian, ​​you are my savior!" Before Lan Tian could finish speaking, Li Xiaomeng patted her on the shoulder, feeling as excited as if she had won 500 million yuan. He held Lan Tian's arm tightly with both hands, and cried happily Said, "In my program, there is really no such thing as martial arts. You are here, just right! I can guarantee that the whole school may not necessarily find a second person who can use swords! You are so good... "

Lan Tian calmly looked at Li Xiaomeng who was incoherently excited, feeling a little pain.

It's just a sword play, as for it?

After the important matter on his mind was resolved, Li Xiaomeng felt much lighter.

"Baby, play first, wait for me to come back!" Li Xiaomeng blew a kiss to Lan Tian, ​​turned around and hurried out.

Lan Tian asked, "What are you going to do?"

Li Xiaomeng said: "I'll check with those who want to perform the show. If there are no problems, I will hand over the program list to Senior Lin for review."

"Lin...Feng?" Lan Tian felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and was a little dazed, "Didn't we perform it directly?"

Li Xiaomeng shrugged: "I don't know." After speaking, she opened the door and walked out.

Lan Tian sat blankly in front of the computer, unable to recover for a long time.

(End of this chapter)