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Far away on the planet Sirena, Lucy, who was already in the fourth grade, was lying on the desk boredly, listening to the teacher's lecture with breath. For mecha students with a strong warlike atmosphere, such a boring history of universe culture is really boring.

Looking around, the students in the large amphitheater are like cut rice, falling one piece after another. I don’t know what the teacher on the podium thinks. They can even give lectures to the fallen students in the classroom. I have to be so relish and amuse myself from time to time. Sure enough...Sirena College is full of talents, whether it is a student or a teacher...

I was bored and looked at Zhi Nao and found that someone who had always been offline in the last two months was finally online. I was so shocked that I immediately woke up with no sleep, and my finger quickly sent a message over, "Xiao Meng, you finally came back!"

After sending off Gu Ningxuan in the morning, Su Jiameng went to sleep again, but when she woke up again, she was woken up by two steamed buns, her chest suffocated badly. If it wasn't for the body to judge these two little guys as harmless, and not subconsciously attack them, they might be taught how to teach them.

"Mom, mom, mom—" Huaifeng smelly boy excitedly issued a fatal "mother nine combos", while pressing the heavier and heavier weight on her... the chest would feel suffocated, and this kid did it.

Regarding this situation, she could only helplessly roll her eyes to the sky, and said in a secret voice, this child really hates her!

Compared with Huaifeng's bear child for several years, Huaixi has become more stable. Of course, if this kid hadn't sat on her lap so innocently, she thought she would be more satisfied and happy. He raised his hand and slapped Huai Feng's **** firmly, and said, "Xiao Feng is really bad, and he hasn't been beaten up for three days. Have you forgotten the feeling of being beaten?"

"Does TV dramas say that beating is a personal curse, is love? Sure enough, my mother still loves Xiaofeng very very much." Child Xiong? Su Huaifeng licked his face with a smile, "Of course, although this is a performance of loving Xiaofeng, Xiao Feng feels that It’s better to have less "love" that goes against the trend of the times. Mom, let's change the way, how about kissing your face? Xiaofeng doesn't mind your saliva..."

"I mind you kid!" Su Jiameng felt that it was indeed a wrong decision to go home. Huaifeng became more and more glib. Can Su Mo and Changxi not let him watch some dog-blood romance dramas that he shouldn't watch? Look at her Xiao Feng, the longer he gets, the crooked he gets!

"Boom--" Huai Feng bowed her head very wickedly and gave a big bang on her cheek, then put her arms around her neck and said, "Mom, don't you be angry, Xiao Feng hasn't seen you for a long time... Have you had enough sleep? , If not, Xiaofeng will warm you up, bed..."

Su Jiameng endured and endured, just when she wanted to grab the bear kid in front of her and put it on her knees to take good care of his ass, a certain bear kid was lifted up by his brother with the collar, and could not continue to oppress Su Jiameng. , "Xiao Feng, don't make trouble!"

A day's life officially kicked off under the interruption of two steamed buns. Although the first meal of the day was lunch, it could not reduce the joy of the two steamed buns. Seeing them keep talking about the funny things they encountered when they were in school, Su Jiameng was extremely happy and loved such a quiet and worry-free life... It is a pity that reality is not forgiving.

"Mom, did you give that knife to Xiao Feng?" After talking for a long time, a thirsty bear kid asked excitedly and anxiously, "It's a gift on the bedside, I didn't expect it to be inside. Pretending to be a sword, it's still true!"

In the past, only model knives could be played. When he woke up in the morning, his sad mother did not return on time, his eyes were attracted by the two gifts on the bedside.

Each gift has two boxes, a small cube and a long strip shape. Inside the cube was the familiar Klein ore, which he hung around his neck in a necklace. My mother replied and said that the existence of the idea should not be revealed. The two brothers obediently followed suit and kept hiding very well, so that no one could see anything wrong.

A wooden knife case was wrapped in the long-shaped box, and a very beautiful horizontal knife was placed in the knife case. He tried to pick it up. The blade was extremely heavy, the blade was sharp, and the blade's intent was spreading, making people unable to move their eyes.

"Well, do you still like it?" Both knives were made by the master refiner of the plane of cultivation, and they were in the same vein as the "Xihe" in her hand, and they were extremely lethal. Although the two children are young, the family members are hidden militants. The education that the two children received from childhood is also biased towards iron and blood. This has caused them to get used to this atmosphere since they were young, and it can cause harm to everything. Weapons have an inexplicable like. Because of Su Jiameng's influence, they have a special preference for "Hengdao".

"Like it!" the two children said in unison, with excitement and anticipation gleaming on their little faces.

However, Su Jiameng’s next words made them particularly frustrated, “If you like it, train and work hard. Both knives are made of special materials and the quality is very heavy. If you are weak, you can’t even hold it. Let alone fight with them. And the two knives are too sharp. Don't pull out the scabbard without my permission!"

"Oh..." The two buns bowed their heads in disappointment, and the two dull hairs in different directions were slightly downward, looking very pitiful.

As the mother and son were talking, Su Jiameng’s brain had an extra message, which was sent by Lucy. Seeing her, Su Jiameng smiled and replied, "Well, I just came back yesterday. What are you doing now? Are you still in class?"

"Yes, it's the class, don't mention how boring, the teacher's cosmic cultural history is so boring that it can be used as a lullaby. In his class, the last time I slept, it was more powerful than a good night's sleep and medicine." Lucy Tucao After that, I couldn't stop.

The history of cosmic culture? Su Jiameng searched for related memories in her mind, but she knew how boring it was when she heard the name, and it was difficult for Lucy to suffer there. Online?"

"They have gone out to take the practical task class. It will take more than half a month to come back. During this period, they are not allowed to use the Internet." Lucy held her cheek boredly. If it weren't for the absence of K3, she wouldn't be too busy." By the way, now that you have come back, continue to update that book, and update it every two or three months. You are really procrastinating more and more!"

Su Jiameng's book "The Life of Major General Su's Cup of Life" has been serialized for five years, and it is often updated every one or two months after starting the mission. But she is also kind, and the number of texts updated each time is quite large, at every turn from one hundred to two hundred thousand.

However, Su Jiameng’s life ups and downs in the second generation, how can it be so simple that it can be narrated?

So far, the plot has only progressed until she punched her bamboo horse into the rescue room for rescue. His wife and children were crying hoarsely outside, and the heroine hardened her heart to return to the front line to meet the next wave of challenges and the impermanence of life...

In short, Su Jiameng just stops the plot where it can't go up or down. It itches people's heart but can't see the following, and can't get relief. In addition to the basic plot discussion, her book review area has countless reminders.

In fact, she was able to hold on to this book without entering the palace until now, and it was because of Lucy's frequent reminders, otherwise she would have given up long ago. I don’t have time to train and do tasks. Where can I calm down and relive the hardships I have experienced in my last life?

"Lucy, your resentment is so heavy... You don't mention it, I forgot..." Su Jiameng scratched her head. She had no other meaning when she wrote this book. It was purely "writing a diary" to vent. Maybe after she died, There are people who can remember the stories that happened in those years.

Before starting the task, the author sent a sign-up message from the backstage. Su Jiameng found it novel, and signed it, and got a recommendation that was said to be quite good. Although first-person writing is very unpleasant, the "story" at the time can be regarded as "getting better", and it also attracted a group of readers who like to watch military affairs, and was also the most hard-core supporter at the beginning.

Because the update frequency is too boring, this book has never been put on the shelves...It is estimated that even the editor forgot to have her alone. After signing the contract, they received two small recommendations, and this book has gained a small reputation within a certain range. Then it relied purely on the likes and publicity of these readers, and slowly developed and persisted until now...

Well, although I dare not say how good her writing is, she dares to pat her chest and say that she is "naturally natural" with the master's ability and plot control and character portrayal. Because it is based on real people and real things, verbatim into words, the rhythm of the plot, the character of the characters, the environmental background, and the most depressing elements of the main abuser are all very real.

Some readers who have some knowledge of the military have asked her in the book review section if she is a member of the industry, otherwise how could she be so clear? Even Lucy asked her privately... Regarding this, Su Jiameng remained silent.

Because it has been longer, Su Jiameng simply gave the readers a benefit, and posted both the last time and the results of the afternoon. Of course, this is both welfare and abuse. Nearly 300,000 characters, it tells the story of the heroine "I" and a commander from seeing life and boredom to cooperating tacitly. The two have experienced three years of life and death, and the continuous war has not stopped.

Readers thought that this slightly naughty commander should be the male lead. Unexpectedly, the commander was seconded to work as a firefighter three years later. He was attacked by a special Zerg, and gradually swallowed by the Zerg, and finally dying. Guan Yixin begged the "me" who rushed over to die... and then died in the hands of the heroine.

Fuck! The perfect commander who was in the line of talk and laughter pits, retreated to drive mechs and looked like a man, paperwork, repairs and miscellaneous is also very good at heart, just died!

After watching the latest update, Lucy silently gave Su Jia a **** chopper expression, "Little Meng, let's go to the mecha fighting arena and talk about life! See you in the mecha fighting arena after school!"

Su Jiameng is dumb, is there such abuse? Just as she burst into laughter, she noticed a warmth coming from her neck... Is it... Yu Pei? RS

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