Yi Jiamu had never paid attention to this kind of thing before, and only understood a little after listening to Sangbei's endless popular science. Afterwards, he received the crazy Amway of his roommate: "Mumu, don't you know, God blame CP is really too good to eat! What kind of fairy love is AA love! Especially the president's abstinence attack with care A monster like a senior, woo woo woo woo, don't say anything, in short, super feeling!!!"
Yi Jiamu looked at the "bathroom paly", "understood", and "century men's group" on the names of the posts in the special area. He was silent for a moment, and nodded in approval: "It seems... it does have a feeling."
Sang Bei, as a fanatical fan of God's Responsibility CP, was obviously not satisfied with his indifferent expression. He was afraid of waking up Gu Yesheng, the true master. : "I've been watching this recently, Immortal Landlord, it's not a loss to enter the pit! Otherwise, would you like to watch it too?"
Yi Jiamu glanced at the title.
"Gan is a Prisoner" is still an ancient style.
Under Sangbei's incomparably expectant gaze, he nodded: "Well, let me see."
Anyway, the next class was indeed a bit boring, and he just happened to be curious about what fanfiction was, so it was time to pass the time.
Sang Bei saw that Yi Jiamu really looked at it quietly, and suddenly had a strong joy of Amway being recognized. He glanced over and glanced at the half of his head that was exposed when the man beside him was sleeping, and clenched his fist secretly in excitement.
Really night god! He finally saw it alive!
During the class, the entire classroom was silent, and the professor's vicissitudes of life fell into his ears, like an ancient organ that was gently pulled, which was quite hypnotic in such a warm afternoon.
"Gan is a Prisoner" is an ancient masterpiece that integrates deep sadomasochism, plundering, robbing, not being in love, and wanting to kill each other.
It was the first time Yi Jiamu watched Fanwen, and unknowingly, he was also a little fascinated by the ups and downs of the plot, and finally found out that it was actually a serialization.
His eyes stayed on the words "to be continued" for a while, and silently added to the favorites.
Yi Jiamu turned around and wanted to ask Sang Bei if he had any other recommendations, only to find that he had already withdrawn from the fan forum, and began to read the news seriously: "What happened again?"
Sang Bei leaned over and lowered his voice: "The news just came out, there is another mechanical accident in the third galaxy!"
Yi Jiamu looked in the direction he pointed, and saw the words "eight dead and thirteen wounded" written on the title at the top, and there was a special note next to it. Among the eight people who died, three of them were A. A metaphysician with a certificate above the level.
Obviously, this has been a very serious accident.
"This is the third time this month, isn't it?" Sangbei was very indignant, "You said what happened to the coalition government, didn't you already say that all mechanical research and development would be more rigorously evaluated? Now it's happening one after another. , it's clear that those mechanics have serious hidden problems in the process of developing new products! I have a classmate in the third galaxy, and I heard that the mecha was crazy at the time of the accident. Here are a few pictures Look at the photos of the scene, it is said that it is a qualified product, but the procedure is messed up like this!"
Yi Jiamu's eyes swept across several photos, and he frowned suspiciously: "Is this taken on the spot?"
"Yes, it was photographed by someone when the mecha ran wild." Sang Bei asked, "Why, is there any problem?"
Yi Jiamu thought for a while: "I don't know, I just think the mecha in this photo seems a bit strange."
"It all went wild, isn't it weird!" Sang Bei snorted and took the terminal back, "As I said, the coalition government is still too tolerant towards those mechanics. Those people know how to shout all day long. They say that 'technology is the first force for interstellar development', and as a result, the things that come out are getting bigger and bigger. If it is as powerful as they brag, don't let the Metaphysician Association arrange for someone to wipe their ass. !"
Yi Jiamu knew that Sang Bei had always been an ability whistleblower, and he was noncommittal about his obvious remarks.
However, because of the subtle influence of the family, in his opinion, although the powers have dominated the world for a long time, it does not mean that the rapid development of technology can be ignored. There are indeed many things in this world that cannot be fully realized by power alone.
Yi Jiamu remembered that when his father and brother were talking at the time, he said that the current coalition government actually lacks balance. Only when supernatural powers and machines coexist in harmony can the world achieve its most complete form.
He may not have understood it very well before, but at this time, from Sangbei's attitude, he seemed to suddenly understand that the contradiction between the ability user and the mechanic seemed to be far more intense than he imagined.
So, if these two people closest to him want to realize their lofty ideals, they really need a lot more effort.
Thinking like this, Yi Jiamu took out the communicator and quietly sent a message of "Come on" to each of them.
Received a reply at about the same time.
[Yi Hang: Baby, are you short of living expenses?]
[Yi Jiaqin: ? being bullied?]
Yi Jiamu thought about it for a while, and finally felt that it was too troublesome to explain, so he simply added: [Sending it wrong.]
[Yi Jiaqin: Okay, remember to contact me if you have something.]
[Yi Hang: Mumu, you have changed.]
[Yi Hang: You don't love PAPA anymore!]
[Yi Hang: Mumu, you have no heart!]
"..." Seeing one message after another, Yi Jiamu was silent for a moment, and expressionlessly put the communicator back into his backpack, out of sight.
As the get out of class bell rang, Gu Yesheng, who was sleeping next to him, finally woke up.
He yawned sleepily, and after seeing the person next to him clearly, there was a dazed look in his eyes: "Little boy, why are you?"
Yi Jiamu: "...You asked this question before class."
"Really?" Gu Yesheng rubbed the hair on the top of his head and slowly remembered, "Oh yes, it seems that's right."
Sang Bei probed his brain from the side: "Hello, senior."
Gu Yesheng glanced down at the hand he was trying to stretch out, and raised his eyelashes with a half-smile: "Are you sure you want to shake hands with me?"
Sang Bei remembered the other party's supernatural ability, instinctively shrank his neck, and said angrily: "It was me who took the liberty, it was me who took the liberty."
Gu Yesheng grinned at the corner of his mouth, and was about to tease a few words. When he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Yi Jiamu's familiar terminal page, and suddenly leaned over curiously: "Children, do you visit such boring places as campus forums?"
At the moment of approaching, Yi Jiamu could feel the breath gently brushing from his neck, and inexplicably came up in his mind a few pictures that were not very suitable for under the age of eighteen just described in the fanfiction.
Suddenly ambiguous.
He felt a slight heat on his face, his eyes flickered for a while, and he turned off the screen with a snap: "Just take a look."
Gu Yesheng: "?"
The child's attitude seemed a bit tricky, but he didn't ask any more questions, and glanced at the time casually: "Can we have a meal together?"
Yi Jiamu: "No, I'm not hungry yet."
"But I'm hungry." Gu Yesheng has a quirk, that is, he likes to be accompanied by someone when he eats.
When he didn't know Xu Yi and Lu Zexiu before, he often dragged a student on the road and sat shivering in front of him to accompany him to dinner. And now, he is obviously more willing to stay with Yi Jiamu than those strangers.
He has been sleeping and has not even eaten lunch until now. He is really hungry.
Looking at Yi Jiamu's expression of "what does it have to do with me", Gu Yesheng thought about it, and began to bid according to the children's preferences: "Five cups of milk tea."
Yi Jiamu: "Eight cups."
Gu Yesheng: "Six cups."
Yi Jiamu smiled: "Deal."
For the first time, Gu Yesheng felt that his status was actually inferior to that of milk tea, and the look in his eyes sank a little, but when he met such a well-behaved face, he suddenly felt that his temper had been vented for more than half, and finally he endured it. Can't stop laughing.
This kind of kid is too easy to kidnap, maybe a bad guy will come and give him a cup of milk tea, and he will just follow along.
Sang Bei looked at Gu Yesheng's trembling smile, and was almost suffocated by the beauty of this flourishing age.
Ahhh, what kind of beautiful Alpha is this!
Yi Jiamu packed up his things and prepared to accompany Gu Yesheng to dinner very professionally.
At this moment, a cold voice called to him: "Yi Jiamu, Sang Bei, this is the material for today's homework."
Neither of them listened to the class, and they were stunned when they heard the homework.
Wearing spotless white gloves, Wei Lanbing held a stack of documents in his hands. After distributing them to the students in the front row, he walked over, passed Gu Yesheng, and handed them the documents, not forgetting to remind: "After finishing Please send it to my star mail address."
Yi Jiamu, Sang Bei: "..."
Gu Yesheng was hungry enough for a long time: "Okay, put away your things and go to eat."
When he stood up, Wei Lanbing just retracted his hand, and without warning, his fingertips silently rubbed the back of his hand like this.
Gu Yesheng didn't notice such tiny details, so he pulled up Yi Jia's wood and left without looking back.
Although Sang Bei still wanted to continue sucking Gu Yesheng's face, he didn't want to be cheeky and forced to follow him. He was sighing, and when he looked up and saw Wei Lanbing's face, he couldn't help but startled: "Squad leader? You, are you alright? ?"
In just a moment, Wei Lanbing's calm face suddenly had a thin layer of sweat, and even his entire face had almost completely lost its blood color, and his eyes were even more empty and scary.
After hearing Sang Bei's words, he seemed to come back to his senses, his fingers trembled faintly twice, and quickly supported the table, so as not to let himself tremble even more: "I'm fine."
Wei Lanbing is a passive type of ability person. Whenever his hand touches someone else, he can spy on the other person's memory. Choosing to wear gloves every day is to avoid unnecessary trouble, but even so, when the ability sensitivity is at the peak, it is still possible to capture some inadvertent clips even through the gloves.
Since the awakening of this ability, Wei Lanbing has seen too many memories of colors, including passionate red, delicate and soft pink, and elegant and calm blue... It stands to reason that at this moment, he has already I am very used to receiving this kind of inadvertent information, but I have never had such a gaffe as before.
It's just such a touch of water in an instant, the overwhelming blood has almost completely filled his mind, and what follows is the endless darkness that will almost completely destroy everything.
Such negative energy is so powerful that, even as a receiver, it is almost completely swallowed up.
The shuddering fear still spread uncontrollably. Wei Lanbing looked at the doorway that had long since disappeared, and slowly pursed the corners of his bloodless mouth.
This man is very dangerous.
The author has something to say: Xiao Lan: This man is very dangerous.
Mumu: Oh, the people are really fragrant.