Chapter 77 A Little Frustration

The one-hour challenge time is about to pass.

Just when Anting thought he could put the red cat headphones in his pocket, a beautiful figure walked out.

It was none other than the beautiful girl who lined up with Anting in the toilet.

Wearing a red peaked cap with a cat pattern on it and a pair of basketball shoes, she walked coolly with restless steps.

Along the way, he stared at Anting with kind eyes.

If looks could kill, Anting would have been cut to pieces by her.

No matter how slow Anting is, he cannot be unaware of one thing - even though it was only for a moment, he has been recognized.

Where is the problem?

Um... Why do you dye your hair white blonde? It’s too conspicuous.

Muddle through - failure.

Due to the fact that it was in public, the girl could not directly call the other person a scoundrel. When she saw her going to the toilet, she could only confront her like this.

At this time.

The network administrator in charge of the solo competition asked: "Beauty, do you want to participate?"

Anting's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition - with himself The level of the game is basically impossible to beat the opponent.

Sure enough, I heard the girl respond: "Yeah, I'm participating~"

This was the first time she made a sound since her appearance. Just like her appearance, she was very lively and lively. The sound is like the sunshine at noon in August, scorching like fire.

It’s just.

While answering, she winked at Anting with evil intentions.

Both parties sit in front of machines facing each other and log in to their accounts.

Anting’s game ID is called “At”; and the girl’s game ID is called “Bridge”.

Anting muttered: "Bridge?"

She had a straight face, cold eyes, and didn't answer, as if to say - you don't deserve to know my name.

Although I really want to tell you that our hero Anting killed everyone and killed the extraordinary master, but rebirth is not a panacea, and some things just don’t work.

In the subsequent game, Anting was crushed.

It has to be said that the gap between diamonds and masters is still visible to the naked eye.

It’s a coincidence.

　That girl was the last one to come on stage.

After defeating Anting, the one-hour time limit was over. Even Zhu Jiajun had no chance to make a move. She took the headphone box, opened it on the spot, and hung it around her neck. It was Shi Shiran. Leave.

How cool!

Before leaving, she stopped at the door of the Internet cafe.

Standing between the light and shadow, he suddenly looked back and stared at Anting. He didn’t know what he was thinking. He flicked his basketball shorts and made a crisp and seductive sound. There was a look of solemnity in his eyes, as if he was Said: "I remember you!"

The scene of seeing her squatting there in the bathroom inevitably flashed through Anting's mind, feeling a little helpless but helpless.

I could only watch as the headphones were taken away.

This is the first time Anting has been passively defeated since his rebirth.

Maybe some people say that Anting won the quarrel with Song Ci but slept in the doghouse. That incident has already made him suffer, but that is because he is too lazy to resist. If he becomes stronger, he does not need to sleep at all. kennel.

This time, no matter how hard you try, it’s useless.

A small annoyance.

Anting still didn’t take it to heart. It was just that he lost a solo match. No big deal. He continued to enjoy the time with his friends.

 Immediately afterwards.

A group of people went to the vegetable market to buy barbecue ingredients.

After buying the ingredients, Anting went to the computer store in the commercial plaza and bought a cute dog headset, which he planned to give to Song Ci tonight.

　…

That night.

Anjia on Bauhinia Street.

An Ting, Song Ci, Gao Fei, Bao Weiwei and Zhu Jiajun, as well as Naite, had a barbecue together on the rooftop on the third floor and had a great time.

The details of the barbecue are not important. The only thing worth mentioning is that the barbecue techniques of Anting and Song Ci are very poor.

"Hahaha, why are you both burning black charcoal?" Bao Weiwei said sarcastically.

Hearing this, Anting and Song Ci said in unison, "There are only two people in the family, and we rarely organize such activities!"

The moment the words fell, the two looked at each other. At one glance, they all showed a wry smile.

Hmm... The reason is that simple. They are both single-parent families, and the family does not organize activities like BBQ. It is impossible for a father and son or a mother and daughter to sit in front of the charcoal fire and stare at each other. Eyes, it’s embarrassing just thinking about it.

Later.

Considering the existence of Song porcelain, andThere were not too many fancy show effects, no rolling dice, no playing poker, just chatting while having a barbecue.

Fortunately, with Bao Weiwei and Gao Fei, a pair of happy enemies, the atmosphere is always lively.

Especially the guy Gao Fei, who quietly brought a bottle of red wine from home, "This bottle of wine was originally brought by my dad to give to a client. Who knew that the client was allergic to alcohol, so I brought it It’s out.”

That’s normal.

Gao Fei’s parents are both marketing staff, and giving gifts is a routine practice, especially tobacco and alcohol.

In the early 2000s when many things were not standardized, gift-giving was suitable for all walks of life.

Gao Fei looks cheap and immature, but in fact he is quite familiar with the ways of adults, under the subtle influence of his parents who are salesmen.

You think Gao Fei is the most immature, but maybe this guy is the most mature.

The friends present are all fifteen or sixteen years old this year, and all of them have never touched alcohol. Anting has not drank alcohol since his rebirth. Even Song Ci is a little curious.

“Do you want to drink?” Gao Fei asked.

A brief hesitation.

An Ting was the first to nod and said: "You can give it a try."

Since someone took the lead, the others also relaxed a little and responded.

An Ting looked at Song Ci and said, "Don't force it, Song Ci, your cheap brother brought you a can of Wangzai milk."

Hearing that An Ting Everyone else gasped at Ting's words.

Song Ci noticed the expressions of the others and emphasized: "I am two months older than you! I am the older sister, the expensive older sister, and you, the cheap younger brother..."

This is also a disguised explanation and statement of position - although everyone knows that Anting and Song Ci have become family members, they don't know who is the sister and who is the brother.

Now I know.

When everyone heard this, they immediately understood.

Bao Weiwei joked: "An Ting, it turns out you are just a stinky younger brother."

Anting was not angry either. After all, the date of birth is here, so there is no point in messing around. , he returned to the topic and said: "Song Ci, if you don't want to drink, don't drink. It doesn't matter."

Midsummer Night.

Under the bright moonlight, Song Ci’s bright eyes moved, she shook her head and said, “I want to give it a try too, just drink a little.”

That’s it, We clink glasses under the moon, and they are still disposable plastic cups.

“Cheers!”

Everyone said in unison.

This is the first time in our lives, except for Anting.

What everyone didn’t expect was that Song Ci was not very good at drinking. He only drank half a glass of red wine, and his fair and pretty face was red. She was probably not drunk, but just tipsy. The whole person was stunned.

It’s half past ten at night.

Amid laughter and laughter, the barbecue ended.

Everyone originally wanted to spend the night here, but Bao Weiwei’s parents were worried and wanted her to go home. It was not safe for Bao Weiwei to go home alone, so Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun sent her off. .

Since Bao Weiwei has been given away, it seems unnecessary to go back to Bauhinia Street.

Ever since, the three of them went home.

Gao Fei asked Anting to borrow a motorcycle, "An Ting, lend me the motorcycle, and I will send the poor girl and the fat man home."

Hearing this, Anting was confused. disturbed.

Don’t forget how Gao Fei died in his last life. He was involved in a traffic accident while riding a motorcycle.

Anting originally didn’t want to lend Gao Fei a motorcycle, but it was after ten o’clock and it might be more dangerous for them to walk back. Plus, Zhu Jiajun, a fat man, is 1.6 meters tall and weighs 160 pounds. With a perfect body, it must be a bit difficult to ride a bicycle, so I have to borrow a motorcycle.

When handing over the car keys, Anting warned: "Gao Fei, the speed limit is 30, do you understand?"

"Okay, okay, Anting is getting more and more verbose. "

Anting was still worried and said to Bao Weiwei and Zhu Jiajun: "Keep an eye on him for me. If he is over 30, just tell me and I will beat him up."
< br />Bao Weiwei and Zhu Jiajun are locals of the small town. In the small town in the past 20 years, everyone is accustomed to young people racing cars, including Anting, who was like this before. I didn't expect this guy to be so safety-conscious now.

Although I thought it was strange, I didn’t delve into it further.

People are now more safety-conscious, which is not a bad thing after all, and there is nothing to complain about.

"Okay..."

Looking at his friends leaving, An Ting let out a long sigh, but with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth - others are reborn as white moonlight With cinnabar moles, my rebirth is only acne.