Jia Meng's voice is not loud, and it sounds a bit noisy through the phone microphone and the background music of the game.
But as long as it reaches Marley's ears, no matter how it is heard, it will be like the sound of a nightingale.
No one knows who
After so many years, Jia Meng is still so naive.
Marley frowned, and said strangely, "Your voice is not good at all. Except for me, you should not speak to anyone else, it will scare people!"
Long Ting's speech speed was very slow, and his voice was clearly loud, but it sounded extremely low.
As long as the careful person knows that the speaker must be deliberately lowering his voice, as if he is on guard.
Jia Meng heard Long Ting not only belittle her voice, but she also acted insincerely, and struck back with a proud tone: "Your voice is also awful! It scares others!"
Marley closed his eyes for a few seconds, remembering Jia Meng's mouth when he was in middle school, and the beating heart on his chest was beating violently with excitement. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https://
He took a quick breath and didn't have the courage to talk any more.
In front of Jia Meng, he seemed to be suffering from a serious illness!
He longed to see her, heard her voice, and touched her.
But if he really saw it, heard it, and met it, he would find it hard to restrain himself, and for a while he lost the ability to move and communicate normally.
There was no answer at the other end of the voice, but instead he heard the man's gasp. Jia Meng always felt weird and thought: Shouldn't you really meet the old man
But the voice heard in the ear, no matter how low and contrived, it looks like a man of her age!
"Hey hey, can you chat normally?" Jia Meng was a little nervous.
Marley just wanted to listen to Jia Meng's voice, but was not ready for an in-depth voice communication with Jia Meng.
He worried that if he talked too much, Jia Meng could hear his voice and discover his identity.
Therefore, Marai had to answer with a deliberately modified voice: "Otherwise, you speak in your voice, I will listen, and then type to answer you."
Jia Meng asked: "You are really a weird person. You asked for a voice, but you don't want to chat with me in real time. What does that mean!"
Marley became anxious, and the deliberately lowered voice was released, turning into a loud voice: "I'm at work. The working environment is not suitable for real-time chat, but I can listen."
"So, you are a hard-working white-collar worker? Are you working overtime if you haven't got off work so late?" Jia Meng's gossip heart was ignited.
Marley resisted smiling. Hearing Jia Meng's question, he confirmed that she had not heard her own voice, and instead spoke in a normal voice with confidence: "You guessed it all, amazing."
Voice chat is really a magic weapon for netizens to communicate.
It is between the game world and real life. It does not have the embarrassment of meeting netizens, and it can appropriately escape the game to talk about real things.
Jia Meng tentatively: "But you can still play mobile games during working hours, which shows that your work intensity is not very high, right?"
"I... I played games secretly while the boss was in a meeting." Marley is now available for sale.
Jia Meng: "Then after you get off work, are you basically in the game?"
"In addition to work, my life is games."
Jia Meng suddenly remembered that when he first met Long Ting in Novice Village, he pestered her all the way until she deleted her friends and got rid of it after she came to Unreal City.
Now combined with this information, it is not difficult for Jia Meng to infer that Long Ting is a typical single otaku in reality!
According to Jia Meng's cognition, an otaku like Long Ting, because he is single, is eager to find someone in the game, and when he talks deep in love, he makes an appointment.
Even if there is no appointment, it is better to have a spiritual sustenance in the virtual world than to be single!
Jia Meng firmly labeled Long Ting with such a defining label, but couldn't figure out one thing.
Long Ting's role is the number one in the Water Dream Castle, which is comparable to the sword heart attribute of Tang Xiaojian, the number one in the Unreal City Sect, and it must cost the same amount of money.
Tang Xiaojian was spoiled and spoiled by Tang Xiaowan since he was a child, and his son's elder brother's spending habits make it reasonable to invest a lot of money in the game.
However, Long Ting is just a white-collar office worker, where does so much money come from
Jia Meng does not want to gossip: "Your role is the first place in the water dream castle, it must have spent a lot of money, what do you do for work?"
"Huh?" Marley, who had been answering fluently, was actually stopped by such abrupt questions.
"Forget it if it's not convenient for you!"
"I am a game designer." Marley remembered that when he went to Jia's small courtyard to deliver food that day, he saw the book of game design art in Jia Meng's hand and thought of the best answer.
"So amazing!" Jia Meng was so excited that he raised his voice unconsciously, "Then what games have you designed?"
"Confidentiality."
"Well, that doesn't matter. As long as it's not a fantasy mobile game!" Jia Meng said straightforwardly.
Ma Lei chuckled and said, "Then if I am the designer of the fantasy mobile game, are you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid, if you are g, I will go to the customer service to report you, saying that you are in the game, making friends, disturbing the normal order of the game, and doing nothing!"
Marley opened the computer folder and found the contract for the acquisition of the fantasy mobile game team by the Thunder Group Internet Division, and chatted with Jia Meng while reading it.
He can't tell Jia Meng that he is not only involved in the design of the fantasy mobile game, but also the owner of the game.
Such a nervous Jia Meng made Marai sigh: Fortunately, she was raised into a boudoir, otherwise it would be dangerous to get out of society.
"Tell me about yourself." Marley didn't want Jia Meng to probe himself too much, he wanted to know more about Jia Meng's life.
"I'm a game nerd, I didn't say anything to say..." Jia Meng's tone became weak when he mentioned himself.
A young woman who was put under house arrest by her biological father in a deep boudoir, suffered from mental illness, and played games with nothing to pass the time every day...
Such a life, Jia Meng is really ashamed to talk about it.
"Let me guess, okay?"
Jia Mengmeng: Since the chat is over, just guess it, anyway, if you guessed wrong, just laugh it off, and she won’t admit it if you guessed it right!
"You are a person who wants to escape reality through games."
Jia Meng subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to refute, but couldn't say a word.
A drop of hot tears flowed down her cheek and onto the phone screen.
She turned off the microphone, fearing that Long Ting would find her crying.
Escape from reality! What a vivid four words.
She didn't want this either, but what else could she do besides escaping from reality
A life loser with no freedom of marriage, or even personal freedom, does not have the right to escape
Jia Meng turned on the microphone again, becoming angered, choked up and yelled at Long Ting: "Those who are addicted to games, who is escaping from reality?"