Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded, thinking that this was a once-in-a-lifetime Asura field.
Ling Xiaolu helped his forehead, whether it was because the world was too small, or because there were too many users of "Elf Contract". Judging by how dark Ji's face was, he was afraid that two more accounts would be lost.
Brother Youtou was also taken aback: "Damn, you are sick!"
The boy with the big shoulders and the round waist rubbed his hands together: "I didn't expect to see my husband here, so excited!"
Brother Zhuang played "Elf Contract" for two months before, and met Brother Youtou after school started. Brother Youtou, on the grounds that he wanted to form a union to dominate the server, took a few of them to play holographic legends, and gave everyone a big gift bag. Brother Zhuanghan betrayed Xinshan and ran the world with the new boss.
That game is not difficult, just cut it without a brain. After playing for a few days, he really misses the "Elf Contract" a little bit.
Brother Youtou leaned back, and his eyes changed.
"I don't think you're a crook too?"
"What kind of crooked, I'm straight! He's the too... God of the game I played before!" The strong man changed his words in time, "Everyone on the server calls him her husband. Everyone knows that Ji Meng uses his real name to play games. Think that even that face is real!"
Ji Meng, who was recognized by everyone as a scumbag just now, was suddenly surrounded by curious people.
"Are you also a classmate in the department? Which class, why have I never seen you."
"Little brother, what game are you playing, can you take me with you?"
The girl who called him first also squeezed into the front row desperately: "Husband, you are actually an alumnus with me, can you ask for a friend position? I am a big fan of Lei Lulu, and I swear I have never called you the prince behind my back. Ji!"
Ji Meng was surrounded by questions, unable to move an inch. If he usually turned around and left like this, he thought that these were all Ling Xiaolu's classmates, and turning around and leaving would embarrass him, so he desperately winked at Ling Xiaolu, full of impatience and a desire for help.
Ling Xiaolu held back a smile and pulled the man out of the circle: "He didn't tie him up, he came to find me."
"Ah? What is your relationship?"
"we are-"
"Walk about the relationship of online dating!" The big speaker couldn't wait to promote it.
Ling Xiaolu & Ji Meng: "… "
Ling Xiaolu couldn't help but complain: "Actually, you are the publicity committee of our class, right?"
"How do you know? But our class hasn't elected a class committee yet. I've been the class's propaganda committee since elementary school to high school."
"... I can see that I love my job very much."
The others asked in vain:
"Really? Did you meet in the game?"
"Are there many single gods like him in the game?"
Brother Oil Head watched the number of people in the encirclement on the opposite side surge, and soon surpassed here.
In fact, he came here today to take advantage of the crowd and attract some classmates to join his guild to create the largest gang on the server.
Unexpectedly, when Ji Meng came, he completely stole his limelight. Everyone became interested in that mentally handicapped game, and his one knife 99 completely lost its appeal.
"What game god," he sarcastically sarcastically, "who isn't a god yet."
His own game characters are splendidly dressed anyway, with artifacts in their body, and they will be kneeled and licked wherever they go.
"That's right, they play those kind of casual online games, raising babies and farming. My younger brother in junior high school likes to play it the most."
Hearing that someone echoed him, Brother Youtou's expression improved a bit.
"No," explained the strong man. "There are also PKs in the game, siege battles, etc., but the pet system is relatively well done. In fact, it is very interesting to have a chance to play."
"Okay, let's go back and create a few accounts to try the guy's jinliang and let him know what a real PK is."
"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. Ji Meng is an appointment in the game, a VIP, and ordinary people are not his opponents."
"Hey, isn't it just charging money? How much?"
"It's not enough to just recharge. You have to buy the peripherals for appointments first. Well, it's the ring on his hand, five million."
Brother Youtou's face stiffened: "How much?"
"Five million," he repeated.
"Game currency?"
"Alliance coins."
"Fuck! What company, stealing money?"
"Xinshan Technology is the company of Ji Meng's family. By the way, whether you buy peripherals or recharge, you are giving him money. The more you charge, the more you give, even if the equipment is good enough to cut him with one knife. If you die, that's what Ji Meng earns."
Brother Youtou's face turned red for a while, and the limited edition brand-name shoes on his feet looked dazzling because they were too shabby. Good, fun, exciting."
The theme of a freshman promotion of friendship exchange meeting was taken off track and turned into a game promotion and marketing meeting. Ling Xiaolu was eloquent when he introduced the gameplay of this game. Those who didn't know it thought that he also enjoyed the dividends of Xinshan shares. Ji Meng even considered recommending him to work in the marketing department.
Ji Meng was responsible for feeding him. Ling Xiaolu was thirsty after eating too much dessert, so he grabbed the drink next to him and drank it, and he drank three cups in a blink of an eye.
Ji Meng always felt that there was something wrong with this behavior.
"What did you just drink?"
"Drinks," Ling Xiaolu replied calmly, "it's sweet and a little choking."
Ji Meng took his cup and smelled it: "You shouldn't drink, right?"
"How is it possible, I don't drink." Ling Xiaolu was self-aware.
His phone rang: "Hey, I'm answering the phone, don't run away, we'll go together later."
As he spoke, he went to the corner to make a video call, and Ji Meng turned his cup around for research.
"Want another glass?" Someone came over with the same glass to restock.
"May I ask what's inside?" Ji Meng asked.
"This is a kind of fruit wine with a very low concentration."
Ji Meng raised his voice: "Is it wine? Not a drink?"
"It's almost like a drink, with almost no alcohol content."
"..." Ji Meng recalled that the last drink he was told had no alcohol content was deer wine.
A person who drinks deer wine in the game will get drunk, God knows how much alcohol!
He walked quickly to the remote corner of the terrace, Ling Xiaolu was resting on the roof railing like a quilt, and his phone was about to fall.
"Lubi! Xiaolu!" Ji Meng told everyone not to return, so he had to save his mobile phone first.
Before the video hung up, the short-haired middle-aged woman on the screen was wearing a tight white uniform, which is usually the style used by the crew on the spacecraft.
Ji Meng remembered that Ling Xiaolu had said that his parents were working on the ship, and they would have a video with him every Friday night.
Today happened to be the weekend, and before I knew it, it was past nine o'clock, which was exactly the time for him to talk to his home.
Ji Meng raised his phone, inexplicably nervous: "Hello, Auntie."
My son suddenly disappeared, the picture changed inexplicably, and my mother was stunned for a moment.
"You are… ?"
"I'm a friend of Xiaolu, he seems to be," Ji Meng glanced back, "it seems that he is drunk."
Mom was stunned again: "How is it possible? My dad and I can't pour a thousand cups."
"..." Ji Meng thought to himself, this is not inherited at all, I am afraid it is the legend of the negative and positive.
"Are you playing at a bar?"
"In the school cafeteria, at a sorority party."
Knowing that her son was just drunk and not dead, the mother was relieved and turned her head to look at the friend she had never met.
"Are you a new classmate of my Xiaolu?"
"Uh, well, it's a school."
"What's your name?"
"Ji Meng." Ji Meng cleared his throat, "Don't worry, Auntie, I will take good care of him."
"Oh, it's okay," Mom waved her hand, "Isn't he drunk, let him fall asleep."
Ji Meng: "..." If the two of them didn't look alike, he would really wonder if this was his real mother.
A heavy object suddenly pounced from behind and slammed onto Ji Meng, so frightened that Ji Meng almost didn't hold his phone.
Ling Xiaolu, who was still looking like a dead deer just now, was hanging on the railing and basking in the moonlight, with Ji Meng's neck wrapped around his back, and he couldn't speak clearly: "Mom, this is, this is my boyfriend... handsome, handsome or not? "
Ji Meng, who was suddenly made public: "..."
My mother was also taken aback: "Boyfriends are just boyfriends. When they say what their classmates do, I will say 'a school', which is too wide."
Ji Meng was even more nervous: "Auntie, he's drunk."
He was so drunk that he was already chewing on his own ears, and Ji Meng's ears were hot. I don't know if it was because he was unprepared to meet his parents or because he was being bitten.
"Is that Xiaolu talking drunk?"
"...No, this is true."
"Oh, then you said just now that you would take good care of him, did your aunt misunderstand?"
"No no, that's what you understand."
Mom: "Oh..."
"...It could have other meanings."
Ling Xiaolu switched from one side to the other after eating, maybe because he thought the previous one was tasteless. Ji Meng had to maintain his image in front of his parents, he had to deal with his bullshit, and he was worried that he would talk nonsense with the strength of the wine.
"Mom, Ji Meng is amazing. Hundreds, hundreds, hundreds," he pinched his fingers and counted, "tens of millions, millions of people lined up to call him husband!"
As expected, worried about what was coming, Ji Meng banged his head and wanted to throw people off the terrace.
"Then where are you ranked?" Mom asked unexpectedly.
Ling Xiaolu proudly pointed at himself with his thumb: "I am Zheng Gong!"
"I can't see that your status is very high."
"of course!"
What kind of conversation this is, Ji Meng can't listen anymore, Ling Xiaolu's mother is still waving to the side: "Husband, husband, come and see our Xiaolu's boyfriend."
She turned back again: "child, I wasn't calling you just now, don't get me wrong."
Ji Meng: "..."
Ling Xiaolu's father is more like a normal person: "How long has it been since my son started college? You two have an early love in high school?"
"No no."
"love at first sight?"
"…could be."
"Oh," Dad nodded deeply, "with vision."
Ji Meng once again: "..."
Dad quickly added: "I said my son."
"… Uncle, me too!"
"What do you do at home?"
Ling Xiaolu's mother pushed the person away in time: "So many questions, how about checking the household registration?"
He turned his head and smiled at Ji Meng: "Your uncle doesn't know how to chat, we are a democratic family, the two of you are free to fall in love, those are the things you only talk about when you are talking about marriage, you are still young, don't put so much pressure on it. ."
Ji Meng said in her heart that I am under a lot of pressure now.
Dad interjected outside the picture: "Why did my son find a boyfriend, I think girls are more cute."
"Of course you think girls are cute, any girl you see is cute!"
"You are also a girl in my eyes."
"Is your boss dazzled?"
The two did not shy away from Ji Meng's bickering.
Ji Meng can only see the needle and insert the needle: "Uncle and aunt, if it's all right, I'll send Xiaolu back first."
Ling Xiaolu has already shifted his target to the back of his head, and if he doesn't stop, Ji Meng will be gnawed bald by him!
"Okay, be careful walking at night, chat when you have time! By the way, you can remind Xiaolu to drink more hot water when you have time. This child doesn't like drinking water. Also, you must wear long pants when it's cold!"
The same mother in the same world, Ji Meng responded one by one, and finally freed up his energy to deal with Ling Xiaolu who was drinking and having fun.
"You can drink fruit wine like this, how bad is your alcohol intake?"
Ji Meng stabbed people down helplessly, Ling Xiaolu was as unreasonable as always after being drunk, and he always refused to cooperate.
Ji Meng didn't want to be watched again, especially in such a humiliating situation.
There is a safe passage next to it, but you have to go down the stairs. If it was in the game, one of the skills to go home would be done, but now, Ji Meng doesn't believe that Ling Xiaolu can walk down all by himself, and he is lucky if he doesn't roll to the bottom of the building.
"Do you want to carry or hold?"
"Well..." Ling Xiaolu thought about it for a while, "The upper body is on the back, and the lower body is hugging."
"You can do it by cutting you in half."
Ling Xiaolu tilted his head and gestured with his palms up and down, left and right: "You can also cut it vertically."
Ji Meng gave up normal communication with him, and stood directly in front of him: "Come up."
Ling Xiaolu twisted his head: "No, you haven't cut me open yet."
"hurry up!"
"You want to kidnap me!"
"...I'll take you to eat something delicious."
Ling Xiaolu's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Sure enough, this trick is useful for thousands of years.
"Really, come on up."
Ling Xiaolu obediently jumped up and hugged Ji Meng's neck.
Ji Meng was almost out of breath: "Relax your hand, you want to strangle me."
Ling Xiaolu stuck to his ear: "Hee hee, I want to murder my husband."
Ji Meng moved for a while, and all his anger disappeared. After all, the last time he was drunk, he used the word "Domestic Violence".
Ji Meng, who was promoted from a father to a husband, worked tirelessly to carry Ling Xiaolu downstairs, who was enjoying himself through the wine, and was lucky to not bump into anyone.
The moon is bright and the evening breeze is blowing. The historic campus path occasionally sees pedestrians coming and going through the night. When passing them, I always look at them curiously.
Two rows of sweet-scented osmanthus trees were planted on the only way back to the bedroom. When the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus was in full bloom, the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant and refreshing.
Ling Xiaolu suddenly calmed down and leaned on Ji Meng's back obediently. He heard his gentle breathing in Ji Meng's ears. Ji Meng thought he was tired, so it wasn't a bad thing to fall asleep like this.
Unexpectedly, Ling Xiaolu was only quiet for a moment, then jumped off Ji Meng's back, and Ji Meng's body lightened.
"Where are you going?" Ji Meng reached out and grabbed it, but he didn't catch it. Ling Xiaolu turned 360 degrees, not only dodging Ji Meng's hand, but also going around in front of him.
Ji Meng watched Ling Xiaolu dance under the moonlight, not the dynamic street dance he often danced, but a beautiful ballet. His consciousness is not clear, all actions are instinctive, and he is still humming an indecipherable tune. The gestures are smart and graceful, like a playful deer jumping in the fields.
Passers-by gave him a longer staring salute. Ji Meng simply gave up saving his face and took out his mobile phone to turn on the camera mode.
Ling Xiaolu jumped and moved forward, but the direction of progress was still precisely toward Ji Meng's dormitory. Ignoring his non-linear path, the scene in front of him was still pleasing to the eye, and someone even whistled in the distance.
Ling Xiaolu didn't stop until approaching the dormitory building, and leaned on Ji Meng again, clinging to him sticky.
The dorm manager didn't know how many times he had seen these two conjoined twins. Ling Xiaolu confessed downstairs. There was such a big commotion. Some people even joked that the building's feng shui was very good.
It's a good thing for young people to be energetic, but he couldn't help but say: "Classmates, you don't have to stick together all the time, distance creates beauty."
Ji Meng twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and carried Ling Xiaolu, who was talking nonsense, back to the room.
Ling Xiaolu jumped on the bed when he entered the room: "I want to go online."
Ji Meng Zheng was worried about how to coax him to go online to sleep, and immediately said, "Okay, let's go online together."
Fortunately, the off-line location was Ji Meng's bedroom. Ji Meng was worried about how to coax him to sleep, but Ling Xiaolu rushed over and threw him onto the bed.
"Husband!" His wet eyes reflected the light, "I want to eat yours!"