Although he is considered a master, he is still far behind a master of Yiye Bingzhou's level.
He sat with his eyes wide open for a while, unable to restrain himself, "No, I'll go PK with him!"
Yu Chu picked up the cup on the table, took a sip of water, and said leisurely, "In reality, you should also know him, he is Li Haorui from the Finance Department of our school."
Tang Mo opened his mouth wide.
Probably because he understood that he couldn't compare with others, after a long while, he finally scratched his hair a little irritably: "Then... what should I do then?"
"It's okay, sister will help you." The girl showed an encouraging look, "Amo, you are not worse than Li Haorui, but you just don't know how to dress up. I think you will look better than him if you change your style."
Hearing such a disguised compliment unexpectedly, Tang Mo was stunned, and touched his nose uncomfortably:
"Really...really?"
"Really." Yu Chu nodded, and suddenly asked, "By the way, what's the use of your five hundred yuan? If you don't need it urgently, why not use it for remodeling. I have to pay the rent now, and I have no other money. .”
Tang Mo was stunned.
He used it to charge money to buy equipment. If the relationship between the two is not good, he can yell at his sister and force her to take out the money. But now that he has formed a comrade-in-arms relationship, he suddenly can't open his mouth to say vicious words.
Yu Chu saw what he was thinking, "Are you going to use money to buy equipment? Amo, I think it's more important in reality. Games are illusory after all."
This sentence made a lot of sense, Tang Mo hesitated, nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Yu Chu showed a kind smile.
Child, you are too young.
She didn't play the game the next day, so she took Tang Mo to change his look, dyed his rebellious yellow hair back, and changed the denim jacket into a simple white short-sleeved one.
The handsome young man with delicate features is fresh out of the oven.
Tang Mo stroked his hair uncomfortably, and turned to look at Yu Chu, the girl smiled affirmatively, "It looks so good, Amo."
The boy froze for a moment, his face flushed slightly, but he still muttered: "... Humph, you're the only one who talks too much."
Back in the rented room, Tang Mo hadn't complained that he was hungry, the girl had already handed him a 100 yuan bill:
"Amo, my sister is going to work, go out and eat something by yourself, and come back early at night."
Tang Mo was stunned, watching the slender girl push the battery cart, behind which was a big takeaway box, which almost drowned her thin body.
Yu Chu showed it to him specially.
Unless he saw it with his own eyes, he would never know how hard his sister had been.
The boy stood there in a daze until the girl's back disappeared, then he lowered his head slightly, looked at the old one hundred yuan in his hand, and pursed his lips.
…
When he came to the door, Yu Chu rang the doorbell and thought silently: Why did this person order takeaway again
... Anyway, judging from his performance yesterday, it wasn't for seeing her. In his eyes, the current her should be a person who is so strange that he can't be more strange.
The doorbell rang.
The boy looked over with his dark and beautiful eyes, paused, and then got up to open the door.
There was a slight sound of the door opening, and Yu Chu outside the door followed the system's strategy advice, showed a bright smile, and bowed: "Hi, your takeaway."
The boy was wearing a simple short-sleeved shirt, revealing fair skin. He lowered his long eyelashes, looked at the takeaway box with his beautiful eyes, and said calmly:
"Sorry, I didn't order takeaway."
Yu Chu was stunned.