Yan Leyang shut himself up. After Luo Ma finished speaking, Yan Leyang silently closed his mouth and never spoke again.
"You actually sing very well." Wolf Eleven spoke nonsense out of conscience.
However, Yan Leyang didn't believe it, because Wolf Eleven didn't know how to lie, his expression was paralyzed, but unfortunately his eyes were erratic, and he just didn't look into Yan Leyang's eyes.
Yan Leyang understood, Yan Leyang went back to the room, and Yan Leyang didn't want to talk anymore.
Wolf Eleven knocked on the door, and Yan Leyang screamed from inside, he understood, Yan Leyang guessed that he had turned into a prototype and lay on his stomach.
Ding dong.
Wolf Eleven's optical brain rang, and so did Yan Leyang's.
Click to open it, it is a group message in the optical brain address book. After cooperating with them at that time, Ailefu formed a small group for communication. Basically, no one would send messages in it, and Elev's only forwarded some gossip news, which didn't play any role.
The beast-shaped Yan Leyang stretched out his paws to open the group, but before he could touch it, he heard a huge explosion. Then there was a violent shock.
what's the situation!
This time Luo Ma ran out again: "Brother Yan's singing shouldn't have such an effect!"
Wolf Eleven was relatively calm. He opened the group and found that Ai Lufu was sending messages. The black and white chubby guy of Elef's ID, with his animal selfie on his head.
[Brothers, try not to go out now, two local gangs have clashed, and they are killing each other in the street.]
[Damn! They started blowing up the streets! Damn, half a street away is Lao Tzu's club, are these guys desperate?]
After he finished speaking, he also added the live video.
People from various gangs wear different uniforms and hair colors, and they gather to greet each other with knives.
It's the interstellar era, and Yan Leyang didn't expect such cold weapons in street fighting.
[Where are you now?]This is Wolf Eleven's reply, [It's about to affect your territory, don't you care?]
[They have a sense of proportion and dare not mess with me. I just went out to Suo Nian, do you want me to share the shop?]
After that, there was another video, the one shot with a slap in the face, and it can be seen that Elev's clothes are still the white T that the supermarket gave.
[TMD, aren't you the leader of the gang? Why so laid back? ] Loma complained.
[I'm also observing how their bottom strength is. ] After chatting for a while, Ailefu suddenly asked, [Where's Yan Leyang? Why didn't he come out?]
Wolf Eleven glanced at the closed door in front of him, and sent a last message: [He is sleeping.]
After posting, he knocked on Yan Leyang's door again: "Are you angry?"
"Oh!" No.
Why was Yan Leyang angry? He just suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have a complete understanding of himself.
In fact, he had never sung before, and he never went to KTV with his friends, and he was the one who ate. The reason is that Yan Leyang doesn't like the atmosphere.
And Yan Leyang has sung at home, but Yan Leyang's lion cat mother praised her son so much. In her eyes, her son is the best in everything he does.
Ms. Lioncat boasted that her son would never go offline, and that he used to learn to write when he was in Yan Leyang's kindergarten.
The teacher writes one in the first row of matts, and Yan Leyang writes in the next row.
The handwriting was crooked and scattered, but Ms. Lion Cat held the pile of things written by her son with a face full of shock, and kept praising Yan Leyang for her good writing.
The woman hugged her son who could only maintain a half-animal shape, and said that she was so awesome and gave birth to a little genius.
Fortunately, Yan Leyang also has a straightforward father, who didn't let Yan Leyang lose himself in her mother's praise.
Yan Leyang knew that he was tone deaf, but he didn't know that he was tone deaf to such an extent.
Wolf Eleven couldn't understand tiger language, so he had to knock on the door again: "If you allow me to come in, don't bark, if you don't allow me, just bark."
No response was received.
After Wolf Eleven came in, he saw the big tiger lying there almost covering the entire bed, so he quietly found a corner and sat down.
Wolf Eleven kept silent. Yan Leyang felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, so he simply changed back to human form: "Do you have something to say?"
"Yeah, but I didn't think of an opening line." Wolf Eleven wanted to comfort Yan Leyang, but then he suddenly realized that he was not very good at talking.
It may be that he didn't speak much in the past twenty years, and the behavior of "comforting people" is a bit beyond the standard for Wolf Eleven. The organization comforted this difficult operation, and Wolf Eleven failed to challenge successfully.
But Wolf Eleven knew that he couldn't go straight to the point, it would make Yan Leyang feel that he was not sincere. Although Yan Leyang did not sing well, it was Wolf Eleven who opened the opening first, so: "Ai Lefu is a very interesting person."
"Indeed, last time he said in the group that he wanted to get a tattoo on his butt to attract wealth and wealth." Yan Leyang nodded in agreement, "I think it's better to go in and out safely, so that when he has a partner in the future, people can still stare at him." Buttie smiled."
Wolf Eleven choked up again, and he decided to change the subject: "Loma seems to have taken a fancy to Hutch."
"Um."
"Do you think Loma will have any ideas?" Wolf Eleven asked.
"She asked me just now, I remember you were beside me at that time." Yan Leyang replied.
"Dai Zu went to research weapons, you know? He used to research particle collision weapons, but this technology has been innovated a round, it is very difficult for him to catch up with the progress, but he is a genius..."
"Wolf Eleven, do you want to comfort me?" Yan Leyang interrupted him. He felt that if he didn't talk about it, Wolf Eleven would never end.
It stands to reason that as the protagonist, Wolf Eleven is still the kind of person who doesn't talk too much.
Wolf Eleven won't even say harsh words, he won't yell some classic lines of the protagonist of Shuangwen. But as long as it was someone Wolf Eleven wanted to kill, the gods couldn't keep it.
He is like a sharp knife, without any fancy moves, blood will be seen when you take it out of the sheath.
And Wolf Eleven himself is not a very tactful person.
This was the first time he wanted to comfort someone, but because Wolf Eleven took the topic too far, Yan Leyang had to interrupt mercilessly.
"Well, I'm here to comfort you." Wolf Eleven could only admit, "But your song isn't bad."
The consolation was quite feeble, Yan Leyang himself was not too embarrassed, he guessed that Lang Shiyi's straightforward mind could only think of such a consolation of talking nonsense with his eyes open.
It is also because Yan Leyang's own level is too hip.
"You obviously didn't have this attitude when you talked about my acting skills." Yan Leyang thought that Lang Shishi's cautious look was quite interesting.
"One yard is one yard." Wolf Eleven didn't know how to describe it, "You have to have advantages."
Shit! Yan Leyang forgot that the male lead couldn't speak at all.
He calmed down his breath, wondering if it was because he met Hutch, the stone in his heart fell to the ground, Yan Leyang felt his hands a little itchy, and wanted to slap the back of Wolf Eleven's head.
"My music is still good." After Yan Leyang said this, he met Lang Shishi's eyes.
Wolf Eleven's expression was obviously a bit tangled, and he seemed to think that Yan Leyang's statement was wrong, but considering Yan Leyang's mood, Wolf Eleven nodded heavily: "Well, it's okay."
"I'm not talking about singing." Yan Leyang's mouth twitched, "I still know a lot of musical instruments."
"Yeah." Wolf Eleven nodded quickly, "Very powerful."
It can be seen that he is trying very hard to respond, because Wolf Eleven is not interested in music,
Yan Leyang really wanted to contact Wolf Eleven. After contacting Wolf Eleven, don't try to comfort this kind of behavior that is beyond the scope of his ability, but after thinking about it carefully, Wolf Eleven probably knows it himself.
He ran over to comfort him despite the pressure, mainly because he valued himself as a friend.
Yan Leyang scratched her head: "I'm not that fragile, but thank you anyway."
"You're welcome." Wolf Eleven felt that he really didn't do anything, maybe he shouldn't be bothersome, because when Yan Leyang just turned on the optical computer, Wolf Eleven found that the game page popped up automatically.
That is a built-in audio game on the optical brain. After zooming in on the page, Yan Leyang has no problem taking pictures with the prototype's paws.
In other words, Yan Leyang was playing games before he came in, and he was not as depressed as he imagined.
On the contrary, the arrival of Wolf Eleven seems to have brought a little awkward atmosphere, just like now, after finishing talking, the two of them stared wide-eyed, not knowing how to continue the chat.
There is a kind of people in this world who usually don't talk much, but when they want to speak, they suddenly find that they have become topic stoppers.
They worked hard and racked their brains to come up with a sentence that always seemed to have the opposite effect and make the situation worse, such as Wolf Eleven.
Wolf Eleven couldn't help thinking, is he really the protagonist? What kind of a fucking author designed such a protagonist who can't speak and has a low EQ? The key is that this fucking book has been turned into a TV series.
The aesthetics of Yan Leyang's world is really strange.
Yan Leyang didn't know that Wolf Eleven was suspicious of the big brother who created him, so he reached out and gave Wolf Eleven a hug: "Really brother, I think the way you comforted me just now is cute."
"It's not appropriate for you to describe me as cute." Wolf Eleven reminded him that now Wolf Eleven still has that fake face with scars on it.
"It's even more inappropriate to use handsome words." Yan Leyang mentioned it casually. "It's nice to be cute, to neutralize your fierce temperament."
"But even if she is fierce, she is still a beauty." Yan Leyang patted Wolf Eleven's shoulder vigorously. These words were used to adjust the atmosphere, but Yan Leyang was indeed sincere. The original appearance of Wolf Eleven was too attractive. It's a real beauty.
Wolf Eleven was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that Yan Leyang seemed to have a particular preference for his appearance.
He coughed, "I see."
"Know what? Do you look good yourself?"
"No." Wolf Eleven looked at Yan Leyang solemnly: "Although you don't sing well, you are more important to me."
Yan Leyang choked up suddenly, and he looked at Wolf Eleven in disbelief.
And Wolf Eleven continued: "Can this comfort you?"
"Uh, I can." Well, it turned out that I found a trick.
"Then you were comforted?" Wolf Eleven asked again.
Yan Leyang was expressionless: "To be honest, no."
Wolf Eleven was puzzled again.
Tsk, how could this be? Is the comfort still time-sensitive
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