Pei Ran still didn't last the game for five minutes. He couldn't help frowning as he watched the enemy lay down and lick his bag.
Is this game really that difficult
He unlocked his phone and glanced at the message list. Among them, Lin Kang sent the most messages, and it was a screenshot of Su Nian chewing his tongue in the group.
[Lin Kang: [chat record] Damn, I usually think this person is a bit arrogant and troublesome, but he still has a broken mouth.]
[Lin Kang: How did you provoke him? Do you want me to pull you into the group? Don't worry, I will definitely speak to you.]
[Lin Kang: If you are sorry, my brother will help you teach him a few words. They are all friends. It is boring for him to say these words]
[Pei Ran: Farewell, thank you]
[Pei Ran: Don't give me a screenshot, I'll invite you to dinner next time]
Pei Ran opened the chat log and read it again, but there was no emotion on his face.
In fact, what Su Nian said was not entirely wrong, and he really did not look down on him.
A strict team invitation was sent, and Pei Ran threw his phone aside and agreed to the invitation.
"Boss." Yan Zhun's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had just woken up.
Pei Ran responded subconsciously, "Huh?"
Then he said, "You don't have to call me that..."
Strictly took off the clothes on his game characters and turned them into the same original suit as Pei Ran.
After thinking about it, he went to change the character image to a female.
"Let's play something else with you today?" Yan Zhun asked.
Pei Ran: "What are you playing?"
"Double-row rainforest," Yan Zhun said, "take you to kill."
Pei Ran pulled the corner of his mouth. Although they ate several chickens yesterday, he often ended a round without a single kill.
Although it is a lying chicken, it is also very happy. He should: "Okay."
Soon he understood what Yanjian meant by murder.
As soon as he entered the game, Yan Zhun marked a dot on the training base.
The training base, commonly known as the autistic city, is a place where there are not many boxes of supplies, either I will die or you will die.
"Jump." Yan Zhan reminded him.
Pei Ran hurriedly pressed "F" and fell according to the skydiving skills he taught him yesterday.
When he was about to arrive at the base, Pei Ran looked back and saw a group of people behind him: "..."
"Jump three positions, follow me closely."
As soon as he landed, there were only gunshots left in Pei Ran's earphones, which reminded him of the symphony concert he went to listen to some time ago.
He picked up the gun in a panic, and by the time he loaded it, Yan Jun had already killed two people.
Just as Pei Ran was about to follow him, he heard the sound of the door opening behind him. Following him, he was knocked to the ground, and the other party mercilessly killed him and ran away quickly.
This man came from a distance, and he didn't see it when he was parachuting out. He cleared the two teams and asked, "What clothes are the people who killed you wearing?"
Pei Ran was stunned: "It seems to be...original clothes. Forget it."
"Wait for me to watch the battle," Yan Zhan finished licking his bag, "soon."
Ten minutes later, Strictly allowed one person to carry a gun and cleared all the people in the training base wearing original clothes.
Until the last team left, knock down one of them strictly, and then open the microphone and ask, "What clothes are your teammates wearing?"
The man looked confused and replied obediently: "The black coat is very expensive. Do you want it? I asked him to take it off for you."
Then, under the enthusiastic gaze of the other party, Yan Zhun froze.
Pei Ran was stunned: "You don't need to strike yourself, I think you can play."
"You're not playing," Yan Zhun said, "prepare for the next game."
After three consecutive parachutes, Pei Ran finally killed someone.
"Strictly, I killed someone!" Pei Ran felt that his palms were hot, and blurted out, "And... killed two!"
After he finished speaking, he felt embarrassed—with two heads in three rounds, any savages in Yanjun's lineup were better than him.
"I saw it," Yan Zhun took his words naturally. "It's amazing."
Pei Ran's heart was beating fast, and he felt that he was even more nervous now than during the exam.
Because of the feeling, Pei Ran killed another one, and after a few minutes, the city of autism was quiet.
"Strictly," Pei Ran confirmed in a low voice, "It seems that there is no one left?"
Yan Zhun was amused by him: "Well, it's all been killed by you... You don't have to keep your voice down, only I can hear it."
Pei Ran also felt that he was a little stupid. He squatted in the house and licked his bag, and Yan Zhun suddenly came in through the window. After last night, Pei Ran had already had a conditioned reflex for his actions, and subconsciously took off his gun and threw it on the ground.
The strict game character obviously paused, and after a moment, he said with a smile: "I just want to see if there is any extra magnifying mirror in this box."
Pei Ran: "..."
Pei Ran immediately withdrew the gun. He felt that he had never picked up a gun so quickly before landing.
Yan Zhun: "But I still want to use your gun."
Squatting down next to him, he threw his gun out, "I won't tease you... I'll give you another chance to buff."
Pei Ran turned his head and left: "Forget it, I won't change it."
Yan Zhun got up and chased after him, chasing the entire training base, and then when Pei Ran stopped to pick up something, he knelt down in front of him with the action of a game character and gave a big gift.
Pei Ran returned a big gift.
Strictly said goodbye again.
The two worshipped like a fool for a long time, but Pei Ran still gave him the gun.
Yan Zhun: "No more worship? It's just one more time."
Pei Ran didn't understand: "What's the difference?"
"nothing."
Strictly hung up the automatic running, closed the wheat and lit a cigarette for himself, thinking that he could go directly to the bridal chamber once again.
After two more rounds, Pei Ran was just a little over the top when he heard Yan Zhun say, "Let's jump to another place in this round. It's raining heavily and I can't hear footsteps."
Only then did Pei Ran hear the sound of raindrops hitting the window.
"It's raining here too."
Yan Zhun hummed: "We are in the same place, I live near Manzhong."
Pei Ran blurted out: "I was in full school in high school."
"I know," Yan Zhun said, "we are alumni."
Pei Ran was stunned. He didn't remember seeing Yan Zhuan in high school.
Seeing that he didn't speak, he said sternly, "Don't think about it, I'll be with you upstairs and downstairs, so you can't touch it."
Pei Ran responded casually, feeling that his words were a bit strange, and he was interrupted by Yan Zhen before he had time to think about it.
"Jump. I'll play this game seriously and bring you some chicken."
The two played duo queue all night, and when the game was off, Pei Ran suddenly remembered the holiday plan he made before the holiday.
"Find me tomorrow," Yan Zhun said lazily, "Boss."
Pei Ran thought that the plan was to be broken.
Before going to bed, Pei Ran routinely opened WeChat to read news. It was not until he saw the twenty-three unread articles sent by Luo Qingshan that he remembered that he had encountered a very disgusting thing today.
This night in the autistic city was so exciting that he almost forgot about it.
Luo Qingshan's news is nothing more than an explanation, saying that he didn't watch the group just now, and he didn't know what happened between him and Su Nian. He also said that he really separated from Su Nian, so that he should not misunderstand.
After reading it, Pei Ran routinely cleared his screen and closed his eyes to sleep.
This vacation passed quickly, and when Pei Ran received a call from his mother, he suddenly realized that this was his last day off.
On the other end of the phone, my mother asked for help. She felt guilty for not being able to go back to China to accompany him, and she also cared about what he had done this holiday.
Pei Ran blinked a few times quickly, lying not very skillfully: "Draw something casually."
In fact, I am addicted to games, and I have even slowly started to master the skills of pressing guns.
After hanging up the phone, Pei Ran hesitated for a while, but decided to push today's game invitation.
As soon as he opened WeChat, a voice message came from the other side.
"Boss Pei, there's a new vehicle, a helicopter, and the co-pilot can still shoot." Yan Zhun asked, "When will it be online? Take you on a plane."
Pei Ran bit his lower lip and lowered his head to type.
"No play today"
delete.
"later"
delete.
Yan Zhun tasted the milky aroma of the big white rabbit in his mouth, and looked at his boss's dialog box with "inputting" with great interest.
I don't know how long it took.
[Pei Ran: OK]
The corners of Yan Zhun's mouth twitched unconsciously, and he bit the toffee in one bite.
Pei Ran turned on the computer with a sense of guilt, and as soon as he logged in to PUBG, a team invitation popped up on the right, and he simply agreed.
Entering the team, he saw that the people around him were dressed in fancy clothes, with out-of-print fashion all over their bodies.
Before Pei Ran could react, the homeowner entered the game. The other party opened a double row, and there were only two of them in the team.
"Pei Ran..." Luo Qingshan's voice came from the earphones, low and very aggrieved. He murmured softly, "You finally agreed to take care of me."
Strictly going online and wanting to pull people, I saw that the status of "ranbaobei" turned out to be in-game.
He looked down, and "airanbaobei" was also in the game.
Yan Zhuan lowered his eyelids, and after a long while he picked up the phone to send a message.
[Yan Zhun:?]
[Pei Ran: I accidentally started a game...]
[Pei Ran: You can play by yourself for a while]
So he leaned against the chair strictly, smoking while staring at Pei Ran's ID.
With a ding on the phone, he was pulled into a new discussion group again, but this time it wasn't Su Nian's.
[Lin Kang: Let’s talk about it in this group in the future.]
[Lin Kang: Shall I pull Pei Ran in? @罗青山]
[Lin Kang: @Luo Qingshanren]
[Luo Qingshan: Don't pull first]
[Luo Qingshan: Don't quarrel with me, I'm in a row with my wife]
[Lin Kang: ? ? reconciled?]
[Luo Qingshan: It's hard to ignore me... let's not talk anymore]
Strictly closed the discussion group, raised his hand to extinguish the cigarette, and accidentally rubbed the soot with his fingertips, making it dirty.
He ignored the dirt and directly played a WeChat voice to Lin Xuhuan.
The other party quickly picked up: "Why? I'm live streaming here."
"Is there a shortage of people in the team? Pull me."
Lin Xuhuan was stunned for a moment: "Why, forced consumption?"
"I won't charge you." Yan Zhun said in a low voice, "Your team has a high score, so it's cool to kill."
Lin Xuhuan smiled: "So irritable? Okay, I'll pull you right away... I won't be with your boss today?"
Yan Zhun also laughed, feeling nothing. He said, "Well, the boss doesn't need me today."