My Love Style Is A Bit Abnormal

Chapter 129, three words to warm you all day (please subscribe)

The video is on.

Su Yunqing's flowery smile had already appeared on the phone screen.

"Xiao Yiyi, did you miss me~"

Squinting her eyes into slits, Su Yunqing said coquettishly to the camera.

The blue silk was like ink on the back of her head, and a light-colored nightgown set off her exquisite figure.

"Xiao Yiyi?"

"Why are you calling me that name?"

After admiring the beauty of his little girlfriend, Xiao Yi smiled.

"Hee hee, because I read on the Internet that redundancies can appear more intimate."

"Is it?"

"Then you should call Da Yiyi."

Seeing Su Yunqing's excited face, Xiao Yi couldn't help but feel a lot happier.

A good mood is contagious.

"Well, why is it Da Yiyi? It's so ugly~"

Su Yunqing didn't understand the deep meaning of Xiao Yi's words, bit her red lips and blinked her big eyes twice, looking very innocent.

"Because ah~"

With a bad smile, Xiao Yi joked.

"Because it's big, don't you know?"

Suddenly, the girl on the screen was dumbfounded.

Can you drive on this road?

With a snort, Su Yunqing said coquettishly.

"Xiao Yi, you've turned bad and said, is it because I'm not here, you're going to hook up with other girls?"

Um?

Is your thinking jumping too fast?

These two topics are simply incompatible.

But I have to say that girls' sixth sense is really smart.

"What, are you resting?"

"Yeah, after a busy day, I just returned to the hotel to take a shower."

"Then give me Kangkang?"

"You're going to die!"

I haven't seen each other for more than half a month. To be honest, Xiao Yi really misses this little girl.

Su Yunqing thought the same thing.

Otherwise, I wouldn't make a video call on time every day.

No matter how tired or sleepy you are, you have to look at it and say a few words before going to sleep.

This world.

Only Acacia and love are the best medicine for the world.

"By the way, Xiao Yi, do you want to play games?"

Su Yunqing asked.

"What? You want to play? Aren't you sleepy?"

"It's fine tomorrow morning, you can go to bed later~"

"Are you okay~"

With a small mouth, Su Yunqing acted coquettishly at her sweetheart across the screen.

What can Xiao Yi do?

At this moment, even if the sky fell, he would agree.

In response, he turned his head and said to Deng Haiyang and the others.

"Old Deng, after this game, you can start it later, and play the game with me for a while."

Play games with you?

I'm afraid we'll be dogs again!

"It's over, I'm going to be a tool man again."

Deng Haiyang mumbled without looking back, his tone seemed reluctant.

Twenty minutes later.

"Yi Zhi Yunqing" joined the room.

have to.

I knew it!

"Pharaoh, are you going to the jungle?"

"I'm not going. Yesterday I was fortune-telling on the Internet. My husband said that I don't fit in with the jungler."

Wang Ming shook his head and quickly declined.

Just kidding, jungler?

Is that something ordinary people can do?

I'm afraid it's not about renting an apartment down the road.

You can neither eat soldiers nor steal people's heads, but when you leave, you are stuffed with dog food.

"Aren't you just playing as a jungler?"

Angrily, he gave him a middle finger.

Deng Haiyang backhand chose a poodle.

Since he is always a dog, he must also be the king of dogs.

Happy game time is officially here.

Old Deng and several people often lose in the rankings, but they are still able to make a match.

Coupled with Xiao Yi's coercion and inducement.

Deng Haiyang gritted his teeth and visited the bottom lane fifteen times within ten minutes.

Directly hit the opposite AD public screen to ridicule.

"Is your father going down the road?"

This sentence instantly made Deng Haiyang unhappy.

He lit a cigarette in his mouth full of arrogance, put his fingertips on the keys, and typed a few words lightly.

"It's my father!"

Three words instantly warmed the AD on the opposite side for a whole day.

Xiao Yi watched happily and said with a smile.

"It's a good performance, and your breakfast is in place tomorrow."

As soon as this word comes out.

The opposite AD who just revived and went online saw two TPs light up in the grass behind him.

This is teleport support from mid and top laners.

But it's not their own, it's the other party's.

And a red light has emerged from his head.

Hunt time!

I hit Nima!

He spit lotus flowers and greeted a few of his teammates.

The enemy Lucian left the keyboard with both hands.

As a result, under the siege of several burly men, the son of the stars killed Lucian alive.

"Wow, Xiao Yi, I killed someone!"

"Praise me, praise me!"

Su Yunqing's joyful voice came from the earphones.

"Well, good play."

"Hee hee~"

Senior Sister, you murdered, but do you know how much I paid for it?

You don't know, you only know Ashe who is following you. I was almost killed by the tower when I crossed the tower just now, and I didn't even see you milk me.

Deng Haiyang thought that his mother was selling out, but he still boasted against his will.

"Senpai's support is getting better and better now."

"Hey, it's Xiao Yi playing well."

Deng Haiyang: ? ? ?

Wang Ming: ? ? ?

Lu Shangwen: ? ? ?

Does this game have anything to do with him?

The three stopped talking and silently exited the team voice.

The happy game time was played until ten o'clock in the evening.

It wasn't until Xiao Yi found that the nurse was standing in the grass from time to time in a daze, Xiao Yi didn't know that senior sister was almost sleepy.

But he was reluctant to part with him, so he could only continue the game while enduring fatigue.

"Yunqing, it's getting late, why don't we play again tomorrow?"

"Well, that's fine~"

Seeing that Yi Zhi Yunqing finally left the room, Deng Haiyang and the three were relieved and slumped on the chair.

It's not what people do.

Originally, they were going out for supper.

No need to think about it now.

Because I just had enough to eat.

After washing up, Xiao Yi went to bed.

Deng Haiyang and several others did not continue to fight in the canyon and went to bed one after another.

The lights go out.

The dormitory fell silent.

A few minutes later, Deng Haiyang's voice rang out in the darkness. "Third, are you asleep?"

"Not yet, what's wrong?"

"Are you and Sister Su reunited?"

"Um."

Xiao Yi hummed without hesitation.

"Got it, sleep."

After a while, Deng Haiyang's rhythmic snoring sounded in the silent environment.

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The morning mist is filled with white light looming.

In the early morning, the Suzhou University playground was lined with green trees.

Xiao Yi was jogging along the plastic track.

After a day's morning exercise, he went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast for Lao Deng and others.

After all, the three of them performed well last night, taking care of Senior Sister's game experience, so Xiao Yi can't go back.

At the end of the weekend, the freshmen's military training began again.

Numerous freshmen in camouflage uniforms haunt the campus.

However, the midsummer has passed, and the air of early autumn has lost many hot and dry factors.

Coupled with more than half a month of military training, this group of freshmen is also basically used to it, no longer like the beginning, the situation of heat stroke tired and paralyzed occurs from time to time.

Back in the dormitory, Lao Deng and the others just got up.

After happily devouring the breakfast Xiao Yi brought, the group walked towards the classroom.

Today's class is ancient Chinese literature.

The lecturer was Zhou Xueming, who was well-dressed, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and a robe that had been washed with hair.

There are about 40 people in Xiao Yi's class.

The male to female ratio is three to seven.

There are always more girls majoring in Chinese language and literature, and some boys apply for this major with the idea of ​​picking up girls.

But the fact is that they think too much.

Perhaps because of their constant companionship with literature, Chinese language majors tend to have significantly different visions for picking boyfriends than other girls.

Zhou Xueming spoke eloquently on the podium about the analysis of ancient poets' poems, but Wang Ming and the others in the back row were absent-minded.

"I said Pharaoh, why don't some of our brothers have a live broadcast?"

Deng Haiyang thinks that it is one.

"How to say?"

Wang Ming was interested and replied in a low voice.

"You see that there are so many online anchors now, and they make a lot of money. If we don't go the technical anchor route, but we go the entertainment anchor, maybe we can become popular?"

"Anyway, I play every day, just take it as an extra income, maybe it will become popular one day?"

After thinking about it, Wang Ming nodded.

"Well, I think it's funny!"

Xiao Yi, who was beside him, listened thoughtfully.

Although the game level of these two guys is not top-notch, but these two people have a good hand in the whole life, and the effect of the show must be great.

It's like a certain alliance anchor group he saw in his previous life, the cave master and Kai brother.

Although they have limited technology, they have the effect of the program. After a few years of live broadcast, they have everything they need in a house and a car.

The Chinese language major sounds high-end and high-end, but finding a job after graduation is really a headache.

Even those who can't find a job may even go on to write novels and go all the way to death.

(Definitely not implying codeword Ji here.)

If Lao Deng and the others find another way to make money, Xiao Yi will also be happy for his good buddies.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yi leaned over and said.

"I think so, you..."

But before he finished speaking, Zhou Xueming on the podium knocked on the table and said sternly.

"Xiao Yi, what are you talking about? Did you understand what I said just now?"

Um?

When he saw Lao Zhou, he was going to get angry.

Deng Haiyang and Wang Ming instantly sat upright.

Immediately picked up the textbook again and pretended to look at it, and at the same time moved slightly away from Xiao Yi, as if to say.

Teacher, we don't know him.

Xiao Yi still kept his previous movements, leaning halfway.

Depend on!

You two are real dogs.

With a shy smile, Xiao Yi stood up.

"Teacher, I was distracted just now. What did you say, can you say it again?"

As soon as the words fell, the class couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After knocking on the table again, Zhou Xueming's majestic eyes swept around the classroom, and the students stopped laughing.

"I just said that there are countless poems about lovesickness in ancient China. Which one do you think is the best?"

Which is the best poem to think about?

Xiao Yi didn't even think about it and blurted out: "It must be that if the relationship lasts for a long time, how can it be in the morning and evening?"

"If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening?"

Zhou Xueming repeated it several times, and his eyes couldn't help but look more excited.

The tone has also become much calmer.

"Student Xiao Yi, whose work is this, why have I never heard of it before?"

Have you never heard of Queqiao Immortal being so famous?

"Teacher, this is Qin..."

Before Qin Guan could say anything, Xiao Yi was startled.

wrong!

If I remember correctly.

There seems to be no such person as Qin Guan in the ancient world.

"Uh, I also forgot who wrote this poem. I seem to have read it in an ancient book before."

Hearing this, Zhou Xueming suddenly showed a pity expression, and then hoped.

"Xiao Yi, do you remember which ancient book you read? Do you remember the full word?"

Frowning for a while, Xiao Yi shook his head.

"It's hard to think of at first."

"Xiao Yi, please sit down first. If you remember, remember to tell me."

"Let's study first."

There were still ten minutes before the get out of class ended. Zhou Xueming explained a sentence and left the classroom with the textbook in a hurry. He kept repeating that if the relationship between the two lasted for a long time, how could it be in the morning and evening.

Xiao Yi knew that Lao Zhou would definitely go to read ancient books or discuss with other Chinese teachers.

For their older generation of scholars.

There is nothing more delightful than getting a fine line of poetry.

"I'll go, the third child, you can. Could this poem be made up by you? Be careful that Lao Zhou will trouble you if he finds out."

Deng Haiyang teased.

fabricated?

You have this level, you make up a sentence to listen to?

Xiao Yi still remembered the fact that this guy was not a human being, and was not even interested in ignoring him.

Originally, I was thinking of instructing them on some common-sense details during live broadcast.

It's a pity that some people don't know each other.

Just then, a girl walked up to Xiao Yi.

Raising his eyelids, Xiao Yi said.

"Lord class leader, what are you doing?"

Zhao Huaiyu was not surprised by Xiao Yi's lazy appearance, she said with a smile.

"Xiao Yi, I didn't notice it. You usually dabble in quite a bit, but you even read some ancient books?"

"Hehe, it's nothing to mess around with."

Zhao Huaiyu didn't pick up the topic and continued the conversation. She looked at Xiao Yi, and Deng Haiyang and the others before she said sternly.

"Xiao Yi, Deng Haiyang, and Wang Ming, the school sports meeting will be held next week. What sports are you going to apply for?"

Hearing this, Deng Haiyang and the others immediately shrunk their heads under the table.

No wonder they are so sensitive.

The experience of being abused by other blood at the sports meeting last year is still vivid in their minds. Now that they hear this topic again, can they not tremble?

The eyes of the other boys were also looking out of the window, but no one dared to look at Zhao Huaiyu.

Talking about the topic of the school sports meeting, the atmosphere in the class suddenly heated up.

"I said, do you guys still have any masculinity? Isn't it because last year's ranking was countdown? Don't you dare to participate this year?"

A carefree girl opened her mouth, which immediately attracted dissatisfaction from other girls.

You must know that the Games are the best way to reflect the collective sense of honor.

Last year, all the boys were wiped out, and the girls couldn't hang their faces, not to mention that this group of guys didn't even dare to sign up this year.

"That's right, being timid before fighting is not a man's responsibility."

"Every class has indicators, you can't hide."

A group of girls shouted in disgust.

Xiao Yi watched with joy for a while.

Last year, he was also forced into a sprint event. Although he had no systematic support at that time, his physical strength was still good.

It's a pity that I happened to meet several men from the sports academy in the same group, so naturally they didn't make it to the finals.

Now another year has passed.

It's not what it used to be.

Seeing the embarrassed expressions of the boys, Zhao Huaiyu shook her head and said slowly.

"Every class must apply for a project. There are already candidates for the girls' project. For boys, since none of you have taken the initiative to sign up, then I will assign them?"

"No, give me a 100-meter sprint."

Deng Haiyang stopped him aloud.

After all, he knew that with his size, the school sports meeting would definitely be indispensable to him. Rather than letting the monitor assign him, he might as well choose the one he is best at.

"Xiao Yi, how about you?"

Seeing that the first person spoke, Zhao Huaiyu also had a smile on her face.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Yi picked the hardest one.

"Then I'll report for a three-kilometer run."

With Xiao Yi and Deng Haiyang taking the lead, the other boys could only bite the bullet and choose other projects.

People are destined to lose, but I can't let the girls in this class look down on them.

Then how to look up to be a human being.

How to talk about some sweet love?

See Xiao Yi and Deng Haiyang so eloquently praised.

Zhao Huaiyu finally assigned the 4x100m relay to their dormitory.

Since then, the boys' event of the school sports meeting has been decided.

Except for two or three who are not in good health, basically all the boys have their own tasks.

 …

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The school bell rings on time.

Xiao Yi and the others followed the crowd and walked out of the classroom.

There was still a little time before meal time, so they went to the supermarket to buy water for Xiaoxiao.

This has become their daily task.

After returning to the dormitory after dinner, Deng Haiyang slumped on the chair and let out his strength.

"Third, remember to call me when you wake up tomorrow morning."

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Yi wondered.

"Running, what else can you do? The sports meeting is coming soon. If you don't exercise, your body will be useless."

"Remember to call me too."

Wang Ming and Lu Shangwen followed.

Sometimes I think about it, in fact, boys also have a lot of face.

When I signed up, I refused everything, but I really waited until I got to the starting line.

Under the attention of all the people, I still hope to show my style and win honors for the class.

When I think of a female classmate cheering and cheering on the side, I feel even more motivated.

Now that this is the case, what else can we do except go all out?

Last year, the whole army was wiped out. This year, I have to enter a few finals.

(There is a big chapter in the afternoon, just ask for genuine support, pout 0rz~)

(End of this chapter)