"Brother, I haven't had time to say anything, my tears have already flooded."

At 3:30 in the afternoon, the lines my cousin said originated from Grandma Qiong Yao’s famous farewell station.

This line is also very suitable. Looking at Zhen Lang's eyes with expression, it looks like two gay friends in love bid farewell at the station.

Shuimi'er had long been speechless. Today she really saw what level of naughty child Zhen Lang's cousin was.

However, according to her experience, this kind of naughty child born in the 10s who is thick-skinned, nonsense and can create an atmosphere can attract open girls born in the 10s. If one day my cousin really gets into Normal University, it may harm many ignorant girls.

Seeing Zhen Lang's speechless silence, my cousin said awesomely: "Brother, I'm level 19 and a half, and I'll reach level 20 at the latest on Sunday. Our president said that as long as I come on, I will take me to open a 40-person coupon next week. Brother, why don't you play the thief in Telecom 1? Come to Zone 2 to hang out with me, I'll protect you."

Shuimi'er's feet slipped and she almost fell down.

She remained silent, wanting to see how Zhen Lang would react.

I saw my cousin calmly and pretending to be stupid: "Are you that awesome?"

My cousin lifted his hair on his forehead and his whole body was full of vicissitudes: "Brother, you are an irresponsible man. You haven't taken my account before? I can tell you responsibly, brother, I'm different from last week. Weapons are still 1 difficulty daggers, and the deputy 1 difficulty. Belts, hats, pants, and bracelets are all nightmares. Even nightmares accessories are available. The other sets are all difficult. Think about how cool this is, there are a few ordinary sets. I throw them into the warehouse. It's useless."

Zhen Lang smiled without saying a word, sighing inwardly how amazing the Fourth Master is.

The webmaster is a typical big number black and small number red. His own battle thief account has been black for a long time, but he is so popular for his cousin. This week he went to fight 3 ordinary times, 2 difficult times, and 1 nightmare siren dungeon. The webmaster helped his cousin get two hard sets, two nightmare suits, and one nightmare graduation accessories.

Seeing that Zhen Lang didn't say anything, my cousin continued to show off: "Brother, what's your expression? You're so jealous that you're almost vomiting blood?"

Zhen Lang poured a basin of cold water: "Your equipment looks beautiful. When you reach the level 20 dungeon, you don't even know how you die."

"Tsk, it seems like you have played a level 20 dungeon." My cousin was very dissatisfied and changed the topic: "By the way, I went to the hero list today to check it. Telecom 1 can't find Nana's guardian thief. Brother, have you changed your name? No, Magic has not released a name change system, have you deleted your account and played something else?"

Zhen Lang continued to show off: "Don't worry about this."

My cousin was even more pretentious: "I understand. You must have followed your buddy next door to the new district. Have you reached level 15? Do you want me to take you?"

Zhen Lang: "Just take care of yourself, just talk to me."

My cousin came over with a flattering expression: "Brother, why bother? Everyone is a scholar."

Zhen Lang: "Tell me, why do you want me to help you?"

"Brother, you understand me the best." My cousin was a little shy and said weakly: "Brother, my little universe is so ignited now, but it always feels a little bit bad. Can you ask your good friend next door to help him and ask him to ask the NPC representative to say a few words to me? Just a few words, I promise, just two words."

Zhen Lang tightened his chrysanthemum: "Boy, don't you like men, right?"

Cousin: "How is that possible? I just want to have a heart with him."

Zhen Lang: "Just just a few words, what kind of heart can you share?"

Cousin: "Don't worry about this. If you can say a few words to my idol, I will be worth it in this life."

Shuimi'er couldn't help but interrupt: "Don't you usually talk to him privately?"

My cousin said professionally: "Sister-in-law, you don't understand this. My idol brother is very busy. He talks about him for thousands of private chats a day. Where can I reply?"

Shuimi'er stopped talking and looked at Zhen Lang with laughter and cry.

Zhen Lang was defeated by the naughty child: "Okay, I'll ask for you."

After saying that, he ignored the naughty child and got into the car with Shumier.

At this time, the highway was relatively empty. Shuimi'er sat next to Zhen Lang and asked, "Didn't you say last time that there were a few girls surrounding you on the highway? Why didn't I see that you have that great charm?"

Zhen Lang smiled: "With you here, how dare those girls come?"

Shumier was unhappy: "Am I that fierce?"

Zhen Lang showed a slutty expression and was already familiar with the routine of making girls happy: "You have a wrong idea, you should think this way. How dare an ordinary girl get along with her goddesses who are trying to overestimate the girls?"

Shumier's face immediately moistened: "Honey, you are becoming more and more happy."

Zhen Lang's eyes lit up: "Can you call me husband again?"

Shuimi'er: "Mu Tou, today I play the role of my girlfriend who meets you with your parents. Since we have met your parents, what's the big deal about calling out husband?"

Zhen Lang was convinced: "It makes sense. When you enter my house, you are my person."

Shuimi'er didn't give her face: "I think beautifully. You said it myself in the morning, and you will be mine in the future!"

Zhen Lang secretly scolded himself for being too rude in the morning and decisively changed the topic: "I almost forgot one thing. Tomorrow, Xiao Tiantian's birthday, we have to buy some small gifts and go to the university town to see her."

Shuimi'er was very sad about this: "Leave it to me, I'll buy it tomorrow morning."

Zhen Lang: "Call Su Jie to go too."

"No, don't." Shuimi'er was startled and seemed to be in lingering fear: "You must not call Su Jie!"

Zhen Lang was very confused: "Why, isn't the relationship between the eldest sister and Xiao Tiantian very good?"

Shuimi'er: "I know, but Yuqing will definitely be there tomorrow."

Zhen Lang: "So what?"

Shumier looked at him helplessly: "How is it? If you want to see Mars hit the Earth, let Su Jie and Yuqing meet."

Zhen Lang was stunned: "Is it that exaggerated?"

Shuimi'er: "When Su Jie and Yuqing meet, they will be like Real Madrid playing Barcelona. They can exude murderous aura even if they are a hundred meters away. Tomorrow will be Xiao Tiantian's birthday. If someone's birthday turns into a tragedy, it will make everyone unhappy."

After hearing what she said, Zhen Lang understood: "Okay, listen to you."

Shuimi'er changed the topic: "I don't understand, why don't you tell me the truth?"

Zhen Lang: "I plan to leave him a sense of mystery and stimulate him. I understand this naughty child. If he doesn't do well in the exam this year, I will inspire him as an idol and let him repeat the exam for another year. As long as he maintains his hard work for the past few weeks, he will definitely pass the exam for another year."

Shuimi'er: "Does he have to be admitted to the Normal University like you?"

Zhen Lang: "That's not the case. He just took the undergraduate exam and his family members were relieved."

Shuimi'er: "You are indeed even darker than me, but you are very thoughtful."

"Do work one person in ten steps, and do not keep a thousand miles away. After doing things, you will leave your clothes and hide your merits and fame. This is me, a man who is elegant and elegant, and has a coldness in his elegance, and has a vicissitudes in his coldness."

My cousin sat in front of the computer, sighing.

He won ten consecutive victories in the arena, revealing a sense of loneliness of masters.

The Dragon Boat Festival is celebrated, and the college entrance examination the day after tomorrow, the family did not stop him from playing games and relaxing. In the morning, Zhen Lang sent his cousin a verification code for logging in to the game. The naughty kid's thief has never logged out of the game since the morning.

At half past five, my cousin, who was as lonely as snow, met a man who was even more lonely as snow.

The legendary Nirvana Rebirth Representative, the most popular idol brother in the telecommunications region, actually sent a private chat message to his cousin: "Young man, I heard you have something to ask me?"

With a thud, my cousin fell under the chair.

He rubbed his butt and got up, unable to believe that this scene was true, and typing with trembling hands: "Brother Idol, I finally saw you. I didn't expect you to really talk to me. I was so excited that I didn't know what to say."

Idol Brother: “Relax, calm down.”

My cousin calmed down for a moment and continued to type tremblingly: "Brother Idol, I'm going to take the college entrance examination the day after tomorrow. Can you say something to wish me and let me burn the small universe?"

The idol brother was silent for a while and sent four words: "Try hard, struggle."

"Aowu, aowuwu!"

The deafening howl of wolf spread throughout the community.

My uncle and aunt were startled by the wolf screams coming from their son's house and rushed over and pushed open the door.

Without the tragic scene they imagined, I saw my cousin sitting in the room and reading a book, like a quiet and beautiful man.

My uncle breathed a sigh of relief and cursed: "What are you calling me?"

My cousin looked at the book and said without raising his head: "Dad, don't talk to me, let me grasp every minute and every second of my youth."

When my uncle saw that his son turned off the computer, he wondered: "Didn't you tell me in the morning that you want to combine work and rest? I'll give you a chance to play for two days, so where are you doing?"

My cousin looked at the book intently, turned the page, and said casually: "I have already combined my work and rest. Now is my time to struggle. Youth, youth cannot withstand delays. Please go out and don't extinguish my burning blood."

My aunt walked over and touched her son's forehead, and said worriedly: "Son, you won't get sick, right? Pay attention to rest and don't get tired of yourself. Your body is the capital of the revolution."

My uncle also worriedly: "Your mother is right, pay attention to her health. Not to mention the distance, in your school, people fainted in the college entrance examination every year. If you work like this, you will fall down as soon as you enter the examination room. What a big deal!"

My cousin put down the book and issued a terrifying challenge: "Dad, do you dare to race against me for three thousand meters?"

My uncle: "Get out, I'm getting fat and can't run that far."

My cousin tucked his hair on his forehead: "Then please don't insult me ​​as a sports athlete who practices physical skills. You guys don't know that I am second in the 800-meter and first in the 3,000-meter sports meeting. How could I faint when I am known as No. 1 Middle School, a teenager who is known as No. 1 Middle School? Don't make trouble, let me read the book quietly for two days."

The couple looked at each other, they were confused, who was making trouble?

My cousin stood up and drove his parents out of the room. Then he sat at the desk, with his expression as literary as the heroine Qiong Yao: "Teacher, struggle, what an inspirational four words, just like Stephen Chow shouting towards the sea in the King of Comedy, hitting the depths of my soul. Oh, youth, let me grasp every second of youth!"
Chapter completed!