Monday, May 20, 2019.
Spring and summer solstice.
In this season, the temperature difference between day and night in Jiangnan District is very large. In the daytime, he wears his shorts to become a hot dog; at night, he has to huddle in the bed and freeze into a cold bird.
Jiangnan University Town.
It's 2:13 in the afternoon, which is the time when the students are in class. Song Shuhang stayed alone in the dormitory, and the computer desk was pulled to the side of the bed so that he could watch movies in various positions.
Song Shuhang had no hobby of skipping classes—the weather was sweltering in the middle of the night last night, and in his sleep, he used the trick 'Double Dragon Goes to the Sea' and kicked the quilt. In the second half of the night, the temperature dropped sharply. Song Shuhang, who only had a pair of short pants all over his body, was suddenly forced. In his sleep, he groped his hands on the bed, searching for something, but couldn't find the quilt. In the end, he only shrank into the shape of a shriveled shrimp, shivering under the power of the midnight cold wind.
When the sun rises, Song Shuhang has become a member of the seasonal cold army.
The roommate has already asked for a leave of absence from today's class for him.
Then, he took cold medicine and slept till now.
After the high fever has subsided, the body is still a little weak, and it is impossible to go to class in such a state. Therefore, he can only stay alone in the dormitory and watch movies boringly.
On the screen, the playback progress bar of the movie is slowly advancing. But Song Shuhang didn't read the content of the movie at all.
"Is the effect of the medicine over yet? I'm so sleepy." He yawned, feeling a little heavy on his eyelids.
'DiDiDi~' At this moment, the chat software in the lower right corner of the computer jumped.
This is a reminder that someone has added him as a friend or joined a group.
"Who added me?" Song Shuhang murmured. He reached out and tapped the lower right corner of the computer's touch screen, and a prompt message popped up.
[True Monarch Yellow Mountain (＊＊＊＊＊＊) has requested to add you as a friend. ] Additional message: None.
True Monarch Yellow Mountain? Who is this weird nickname
"Is it a classmate in the class?" Song Shuhang secretly thought, thinking of those guys in the class who had already gone to college but were still in their youthful fantasy period. If it was them, it would indeed have such a strange nickname.
Thinking of this, he clicked 'agree'.
Immediately afterwards, another system message popped up.
[True Monarch Huangshan invited you to join the group 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group', do you agree? ]
Song Shuhang continued to press the agreement.
'Book Mountain is under great pressure' and agreed to join the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group'.
[You have agreed to join the group, say hello to the group friends! ] Also comes with a system smiley.
These days, chat tools are becoming more and more user-friendly.
After a series of prompts popped up, Song Shuhang decided to close the prompt and group chat window - he is drowsy now, how can he have the energy to care what group he has joined
Anyway, his group settings have always been 'not prompting messages but only showing the number', chats in the group will not pop up to disturb him, only the number of chats will be displayed after the group.
When he is more awake, he can go through the chat records to know what group he has joined, and the chat records of the members in the group will not be lost.
Eyes are getting heavier...
The movie progress bar was still advancing tenaciously, but Song Shuhang's consciousness became more and more blurred.
＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊
In the Jiuzhou No. 1 group, after seeing new people join, there are diving members in the group.
Beihe Loose Cultivator: "Did True Monarch Yellow Mountain add a new fellow Daoist? It's been over a year since you've added a new person, right?"
Another id 'Su Clan's Qi' quickly replied: "A new Taoist friend? Which region of China is the Taoist friend from? In which cave dwelling? What is the Taoist name
With this series of questions, I always feel that something is wrong
Almost at the same time, a pop-up message with the id of Kuangdao Sanlang: "The gender of the new Taoist friend? Is it a fairy? If yes, report the measurements and take a photo!"
Seeing the news of Su Clan's Qi and Mad Saber Three Waves, several people in the group twitched at the corners of their mouths.
"Brother Sanlang, are you really a goldfish?" Beihe Sanren sighed, "Don't kill yourself again, what if the True Monarch of Huangshan adds another senior in?"
This guy Sanlang is good at everything. He is affectionate, righteous, and willing to help others, so his popularity is good.
It's just that this guy's luck value is so low that it's outrageous. Every time he can't help but die unexpectedly, the one who offends is always the senior. These seniors who are idle and hurt are worried that they have no fun, and naturally they are very happy to toss the fun that is delivered to the door.
"Kneeling and begging not to mention the words 'big senior', there is a shadow in my heart." Mad Saber Sanlang sent a row of 'tears streaming' emoji.
Four years ago, he offended a beautiful 'senior' with this rude mouth, and was tossed badly... The senior tossed him for a whole year and four months. You heard that right, it's a full year and four months! Thinking of those inhuman years, his eyes were wet.
Sanlangcai had just finished saying these words, and the group had a series of smirk expressions—undisguised and straightforward gloating.
There were eight people in the group who showed their online status, and six of them popped up with a row of smiling faces.
"You schadenfreude guys, I will remember each of you, don't let me meet you, or I must let you taste the suffering of the seventy-two fast knives in this seat!" Mad Saber Three Waves hates road. He is very confident in his own sharp knife, and none of the six guys who laughed wickedly just now are his opponents.
Mad Saber Three Waves just finished speaking.
The group immediately put on another smirk emoji, which belonged to Su Clan's Qi.
Then Su Clan's Qi said excitedly, "When will you duel?"
Obviously, Su Clan's Qi didn't mean to gloat - he just wanted to find someone to fight.
"..." Mad Saber Three Waves wilted suddenly.
Because he can't beat Ah Qi!
He has a profound cultivation base and has reached the stage of the 5th rank Spirit Queen, and he is only two steps away from the 6th rank Lingjun, but he can't beat Ah Qi.
His seventy-two swordsmanship is fast and ruthless, and he also has lightning-fast movement, but he can't beat Ah Qi.
He is known as the Crazy Blade, and when he gets crazy, he is afraid of himself, but he can't beat Ah Qi!
After the people in the group saw that the three waves were wilted, they had another string of unscrupulous smiling faces.
"..." This time, Mad Saber Three Waves could only send a series of colons in frustration.
The people in the group were noisy for a long time, but they didn't see the newcomer make a sound, and they were a little puzzled.
"The new Daoist friend is silent?" Beihe Sanren asked aloud.
Unfortunately, because of the efficacy of the cold medicine, Song Shuhang had already fallen asleep again.
At this time, Su Clan's Qi happily sent a message: "I read it, the new Taoist friend is called 'Book Mountain is under great pressure'. Have you ever heard of a master called this number? This number sounds a little bit. Like Confucian practitioners? It's really exciting! Over the years, Confucian practitioners have lived in seclusion and can't find them. I haven't beaten them for nearly a hundred years! In retrospect, Confucian practitioners It's even more fun than the Buddha's, not only the mouth is bad, but the fist is hard enough. And when you're in the mood, you will sing poetry to add to the fun, it's even more fun! I like to beat them the most."
"A-Qi, I said, your expectations for the new fellow Taoist are always only good fights, and whether the fights are good or not?" Mad Saber Three Waves said with a tearful expression. This is simply bullying, isn't it? !
"Uh." Su Clan's Qi was a little embarrassed.
Beihe Loose Cultivator laughed wickedly, "Could he be another 'big senior' who doesn't know how to use chat tools?"
When he said this, everyone felt that this scene was very visual
That's right, almost four years ago, there seemed to be a senior who came out after more than 100 years of seclusion. He also managed to get on the chat software and was joined by True Monarch Yellow Mountain. But because he can't type, he didn't speak.
Then, a guy named Kuangdao Sanlang was very happy to talk in front of this senior, and he asked the senior to report the measurements, and asked her to send photos and voice chat.
Then... A few days later, Mad Saber Three Waves saw this senior with his own eyes. That is a very beautiful senior, as dazzling and beautiful as the bright moon in the night sky.
Then, this beautiful senior tossed the Three Waves of Mad Saber for a whole year and four months before leaving with satisfaction.
Mad Saber Three Waves knelt down immediately.
"Huangshan?" At this moment, an id named 'Pharmacist' spoke.
An inexplicable short message with no beginning and no end.
Fortunately, the people in the group have long been accustomed to the pharmacist's brief chat habits - he is asking the group owner, where is the true monarch of Mount Huangshan
The short speech is not because the pharmacist is noble and arrogant, but because he is typing with two fingers and handwriting, the speed is very slow. When there are many words, it is easy to make mistakes, and it is extremely painful to delete and write. Therefore, pharmacists are used to speaking as short or as short as possible. Over time, it has become the current way of communication.
"After he added someone, he went offline immediately. I heard that his precious big demon dog ran away from home again in frustration, and the True Monarch of Huangshan went after him again. It is not easy to deal with that precious big demon dog, and the true Monarch must be busy now. Very, it is rare to find time to be able to go online and add people." Beihe Loose Cultivator replied.
"..." Pharmacist.
"Then we can only chat after the new daoist learns to use the chat tool." Su Clan's Qi sighed. They are all preconceived and think that the new joiners are also like-minded people.
Seeing that the new daoist did not respond, the few people online were not having fun, and they all dived.
＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊
About an hour later, Song Shuhang woke up slightly.
"Remember that someone joined my group just now, it seems to be called the Jiuzhou No. 1 group?" He murmured in a low voice, and casually clicked on the chat tool in the lower right corner, and pulled out the chat window of the Jiuzhou No. 1 group.
What group is it
Soon, the chat record from an hour ago appeared in front of him.
Song Shuhang probably took a tour.
Fellow? Dongfu? How many grades do you cultivate
And seniors? Your Majesty? This seat? Chasing the big demon dog
Special vocabulary in various Xianxia novels.
The way people in the group chat and speak is also very interesting - half ancient, half white. It gives the impression that modern people are trying to communicate in ancient languages, but because of their unsatisfactory skills in ancient writing, the way of communication is very awkward.
"Hey~~" Song Shuhang laughed out loud.
It seems that this is a group built by Xianxia lovers
Oh no, this is definitely not an ordinary group of Xianxia lovers!
Everyone in the group has given himself a Taoist name, and the place where he lives is called Dongfu. The lost pet dog of the group owner should be described as a big demon dog running away from home. There are people who claim to have never beaten a Confucian practitioner for hundreds of years, which means that the person claims to have lived for hundreds of years
Just looking at these chat records makes me feel ashamed.
"This kind of obsession has reached the level of the second-grade disease, and it is the second-grade fairy with Chinese characteristics." Song Shuhang nodded secretly.
It seems that this is a concentration camp for the second sick patients of Xianxia Middle School!
This was his first impression of the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group' and its members.
But why join him in the group
He looked at the information of the group owner, Zhenjun Huangshan, and he was not his classmate, and he certainly didn't know him.
Is it a mistake