Weiwei ran off the net in zero seconds.

Within a minute after getting off the net, Weiwei's thought was: Fortunately, I ran fast.

After a minute, Weiwei began to reflect: Why did I log off? It was just a joke. Wouldn't it make me feel guilty if I ran away like this? I must be calm as a person. If I am not very calm, I must be extremely calm.

So Weiwei climbed up again, and as soon as he got online, he saw Mr. Husband in white clothes standing together with Mo Zhata. Before they could speak, Weiwei made an angry expression.

"I just got offline"

""

In the male dormitory of a university, a boy named Hao Mei choked. He turned to look at someone next to him who casually put his laptop on his lap and logged into the game because he couldn't find any space at the moment: "Your wife is really a genius."

"Thank you." Xiao Nai said modestly, but with an expression on his face, "Of course my wife is a genius." There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes shining as he stared at the computer, and his slender fingers slowly typed on the keyboard.

: "The campus network is indeed not stable."

This time it was Weiwei's turn to be choked.

Why is it so scary to see the great god respond so kindly? Weiwei can't help but think of the unlucky guy named Demon Daoxue who offended the great god a long time ago. There was no sign before the great god took action. It can be seen that he is definitely ten years old.

It's never too late for endurance athletes. Forget it, if it's a bomb, it's better to detonate it early, so as not to bury it deeper and blow up harder.

However, although Weiwei has decided to face the heroic life, he still has to struggle to the death. As the saying goes, attack is the best defense.

then.

Weiwei: "Well, I heard someone called you today to confess their love."

As soon as this line of text popped up, Xiao Nai glanced at Hao Mei. Hao Mei looked at the computer intently, with a drop of cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

Xiao Nai smiled slightly and dealt with it calmly.

Yixiao Naihe: "Today only people called me to invite me to play the guzheng at the graduation party."

""

After a while of silence.

Mo Zha him: "Yugong asked me to wipe my back, and I got down."

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Weiwei can't wait to drag him back to beat him up. If he didn't lie about the military situation like this, it would be a waste of lives.

During the game, by the lotus pond, the piano player in white had already sat down and played the piano leisurely, "Madam, please don't worry, I have never been confessed to since I was a kid."

Weiwei is embarrassing. If you haven't been confessed before, you haven't been confessed. Is there any need to deliberately emphasize the four words "from to big"? It must be intentional.

etc.

This sentence circled in his mind two or three times, and Wei Wei suddenly realized that something was wrong. Is it possible that the master has never confessed to him? She has seen it with her own eyes, okay?

Weiwei: “I’ve seen you confessed your love.”

Wei Wei recalled one of the few times she had met with the great god before they met, in which she saw him walking by without noticing a pink letter handed by a girl.

Xiao Nai frowned: "When?"

Weiwei thought for a moment, because meeting a great god is a magical event, so Weiwei still remembered the approximate time.

"It's almost the end of last semester. On the road in front of the library, I saw someone handing you a love letter."

After a short silence.

Yixiao Naihe: "I seem to have an impression."

Look, look, I haven't been confessed to yet, so I feel slightly contemptuous.

Yixiao Naihe: "That girl should be handing out flyers."

Weiwei: “No way.”

Yixiao Naihe: "Why not? Could someone confess their love on the street?"

Yixiao Naihe: "Madam has met her before"

Weiwei immediately breaks into a cold sweat. She has actually encountered this, not just once.

The piano player in white sighed: "Madam is indeed very popular."

It’s over, it’s over, it’s getting worse and worse, Weiwei quickly says: “No, no, actually it’s very annoying if there are too many of these things.”

Ah, no, this sentence might make people misunderstand that she is showing off.

Weiwei quickly changed her approach: "I am. This kind of thing is more expensive than finesse. It's enough for you to have me."

The consequence of using your hands faster than your brain is that unnecessary words will flow out from under your fingers without being verified by your brain.

Zero and one seconds later, it was rare that even the great masters were stunned.

Weiwei ran off the net again.

Weiwei is reviewing herself.

She was wrong.

She shouldn't imitate the good ones and the bad ones, and imitate Yu Gong and others' "eye-catching strokes". You see, the natural consequence of becoming accustomed to it is that she will be shaken at the critical moment.

It's over, how can she see the master tomorrow? No, she must run out tomorrow before the master calls. Just as she was thinking about the phone, the phone in the dormitory rang, startling Weiwei who was immersed in her own thoughts.

She was the only one in the dormitory, so Weiwei ran over to pick him up.

"Hello."

"It's me."

The great god actually called and choked slightly, saying sarcastically: "You're also here."

"It's not down," Xiao Nai said leisurely, "The campus network is not good today, and I was also disconnected."
Chapter completed!