, I want to drink water.
However, he has no way to control his hands. He held the mineral water bottle with his right hand to his mouth, but he was shaking too much, and his arm was stiff and stiff. Even the mouth of the bottle couldn't get close to his mouth. Tao Mu used the other hand. Hold the bottle with both hands and try to pour it into your mouth.
The trembling of the bottle was even worse. Can't get in at all. Tao Mu tried to pick up a cup again, and wanted to pour water into the cup. The mineral water bottle was shaking, shaking, shaking the small half bottle of water into the cup. The cup moved slightly on the tabletop under the impact of the mineral water bottle, and the mouth of the bottle and cup made a fine sound.
Tao Mu looked at the water in the cup, but didn't want to drink it anymore.
He sat on the chair blankly, his eyes flushed and his expression was sluggish. His hands were still trembling slightly. After a while, Tao Mu went crazy suddenly and swept the computer keyboard and mouse, mineral water bottles and cups on the table.
He is a professional e-sports player. The computer mouse and keyboard used to be his most precious thing.
But now, for these expensive equipment, for an e-sports player's favorite "war armor", Tao Mu has become unnecessary.
An e-sports player who has Parkinson's disease is not an e-sports player. It can't be in this life.
He can't play games in his life.
No, it should be said that he has not had this life.
When Tao Mu finished his no-object performance, there was silence in the performance classroom of Class 08.
97.Chapter 97
Tao Mu was fairly satisfied with his performance without physical objects. That night, when he asked Li Xiaoheng to come out for dinner, he continued to boast in the tone of Lao Wang selling melons: "... Our classmates, including our teacher, thought that I would interpret this test question in the form of absurd comedy. Nothing. I think that my performance is a bit different from what they imagined. When I just finished the performance, there was no movement in the class. Someone applauded me."
"Our teacher also said that I performed well today. The emotional rendering is still in place. I can see that it is serious thinking and acting with my brain." Of course, there are also details such as excessive force, but these shortcomings cannot be forced, you have to need it. The water milling time came slowly.
Tao Mu was really happy when he said this. Li Xiaoheng could also see that Tao Mu really enjoyed his identity as an actor. Speaking of words, his eyes were shining, and his brows were flying with joy. Compared with the usual way of talking about work, he was nothing like two people.
Li Xiaoheng hooked the corner of his mouth and handed the peeled shrimp to Tao Mu. In fact, Tao Mu often invites him to dinner in Song Ji recently. Because Tao Mu is learning the dishes for ancestor worship during the New Year, so every time he treats guests there are so many dishes. Li Xiaoheng was contented and passionate about eating at the beginning, and over time—to be precise, if he eats too much deer tendon, his body will become hot and hot, and he will take a shower in winter. Repeatedly, it will inevitably consume vitality. After this tossing, even the big guys couldn't hold it. So when Tao Mu invited him to dinner again, Li Xiaoheng said calmly that he wanted to eat the food from the XX restaurant.
Tao Mu didn't know Li Xiaoheng's hardship and entanglement, and thought that Li Xiaoheng really wanted to eat food outside. As a result, the two arrived at the restaurant. When the dishes were ready, Li Xiaoheng didn't move his chopsticks much. Half of the time was spent peeling shrimps and crabs for him.
So Tao Mu was particularly puzzled: "Didn't you say that you want to eat this food, why don't you eat it?"
Tao Mu said, and gave Li Xiaoheng a chopstick, crabmeat and lion head.
The two have a lot of contact with each other due to work relations and personal contacts. Earlier polite restraints have long been consumed in meetings and appointments. This can be seen from Tao Mu's unthinking support from Tao Mu at the dinner table—
"Brother Li, pass me the salt and pepper bottle you have." Tao Mu took the salt and pepper bottle Li Xiaoheng handed him and poured some into his plate. He ordered a soft fried tenderloin, originally wanting to stutter. As a result, the chef was a bit old after frying. Tao Mu felt that he hadn't done it smoothly by himself.
"Actually, it's better for me, right?" Tao Mu raised his face to ask for approval, still complaining about Li Xiaoheng's refusal to eat the food he cooked: "You are too unwilling to enjoy it."
Li Xiaoheng smiled: "I admit that you cook better. But you always cook that for me
What a few dishes—"
"Tired of eating?" Tao Mu smiled and took the conversation: "I can't blame me. I've been learning a few dishes recently. I'm waiting for the ancestors on New Year's Eve. If you don't practice, how can you do it. You can overcome it, and wait. After the New Year’s Day, I can do something else for you."
"I didn't get tired of it." Li Xiaoheng retorted very seriously. Tao Mu cooks for him, how could Li Xiaoheng get tired of eating: "I just caught a cold. Recently, I take a cold shower more frequently. Just take a rest."
"Why take a cold shower?" Tao Mu was shocked, before reacting: "Take deer tendon tonic? You can do it, Brother Li, you're just right. I think my physical fitness is very good, right? It looks like I didn't eat it at all. Feel."
Li Xiaohengxin said how many mouthfuls did you take in total? On average, there is a pot of deer tendon a day, and the girl eats two more bites to taste the saltiness, and the rest of the soup is all rounded up by Li Xiaoheng alone.
"You can actually give it to Da Mao and Xiao Pang. Feng Yuan also wants to eat. And my father Yao and Da Xiao Qi, I think Lu Jin is particularly suitable for both of them." After Tao Mu laughed, he felt a little pain because Mr. Li caught a cold in the shower. Opened his mouth and said.
Li Xiaoheng was particularly helpless. He couldn't figure out why their Xiaomu Mingming always liked men, why they thought so straightforwardly. The whole Song Ji people could see his thoughts, and they didn't even come to grab Tao Mu's dishes from him. Only the person involved is unaware of it.
Mr. Li was a little bit depressed, but he didn't dare to press too hard, for fear that Tao Mu would feel uncomfortable. But sometimes if he doesn't force it, he himself feels unwilling.
"You let me rest for a day, and tomorrow I will continue to eat the dishes you cook." Still not wanting to give Tao Mu's dishes to others, Mr. Li promised: "I will just relax."
Tao Mu laughed loudly: "It's better to stop it. I took a cold shower in order to eat deer tendon, and I couldn't bear to say it."
Li Xiaohang looked at Tao Mu's mouth and said that he couldn't bear it. In fact, he smiled very happily, and then he hooked his mouth. Suddenly asked: "By the way, how is your dance practice?"
"Huh?" Tao Mu didn't react again. By the way, Mr. Li of his family is a bit big in his speech and thinking now.
"Women's dress dance." Li Xiaoheng warned with a good smile on his face, "You didn't say this yourself. If the registered users of Feixun.com exceed 100 million, you can dance and celebrate with women's dresses. I have always been Paying attention to the data of Feixun.com, there are now more than 90 million registered users. It is estimated that it will exceed 100 million every year."
It was like a thunderbolt on the head. Tao Mu then remembered the Fetion he had jokingly sent a few months ago.
The whole person is a little swayed.
"It won't be so fast!" Tao Mu subconsciously picked up the phone and checked the registered users of Feixun.com. Sure enough, it's more than 95 million.
It is estimated that in another half a month, it will definitely reach 100 million. There is also a hot comment on the homepage of Feixun.com. The number of comments is as high as tens of millions. They are all comments from netizens who sign in and look forward to Tao Mu's dancing.
Tao Mu exited blankly.
Li Xiaoheng looked at Tao Mu's expression, and asked with interest, "What dance are you going to do? Street dance? International dance? Rumba? Tango? Belly dance? National dance? Classical dance?" Isn't it a pole dance
"You seem to be particularly interested?" Tao Mu squinted at their president: "Why do I ask you to sit on the sidelines while I dance?"
Li Xiaoheng rubbed his chin and muttered, "What time?" He wanted to arrange the itinerary in advance. Just get that sky out.
Tao Mu: "... I just talked about it." What kind of dance did he dance