YM778.TV Chapter 704: Nothing to wear (see monthly pass)
Chapter 704: Nothing to wear (see monthly pass)
Even though she thought that Wei Sheng might have played this game earlier, and just deliberately pretended to be fake, but now, it seems that everything is not so important.
At least at her level, being able to reach the tenth level without interference from outsiders is a super level performance, not to mention all the way to Gasetto.
The first level of Gasetu-Falling Starry Sky.
Yue Ling\'er quietly watched Wei Sheng clear all the way, and then the second level-Doctor Death.
The map seems to be in a huge laboratory, and the girl who controls the driver\'s position seems to ignore any map or obstacles. No, maybe it\'s just like a thing, with agile control level again. Break through.
When Wei Sheng broke into the third level [Disappearing Underground], there was another voice beside him: Gameover!
The contestant Luo Dinglei, who is regarded as the most likely to get a beautiful kiss tonight, and has absolutely no suspense to win, slammed on the body at the moment, then quickly turned over and squeezed behind Wei Sheng\'s car, staring intently at her disappearing The underground galloped past with a majestic posture, the trio became a single swipe, and finally stood alone on the finish line to enter the next level.
Fourth level...
The fifth level...
Sixth level...
People went from exclaiming to exclamation, from admiration to silence, until the game clearance sound played in the game hall next to the Beijing Experimental High School for the first time. The fat boss in the game hall took the lead and applauded, and the whole room thundered with applause. Like thunder.
Wei Sheng sat on the car and pushed forward vigorously, trying to relax his slightly stiff back. After the sixteen levels, the time has passed. Although it is not comparable to the laborious driving, it is not considered as it is. A piece of light.
According to the agreement, Wei Sheng stepped out of the car and made a request, telling Luo Dinglei to push his **** in public.
Amidst the clamor of countless people in the game room, Luo Dinglei blushed and turned his back to puck up his ass, turned back and grinned at Wei Sheng, "Take it lightly..."
Wei Sheng didn\'t want to let go of what she was struggling with, not to mention that she had promised little Cui Xian earlier, and she was unceremonious when she saw it, but she didn\'t really kick it.
Luo Dinglei took two steps forward with a cry, but in the end he turned his head and grinned at Wei Sheng. He was convinced today.
The game hall is still sultry and noisy, but by this time the students have begun to evacuate towards the school one after another. Sometimes people turn to look at Wei Sheng who are standing at the bar drinking water and chatting, pointing and pointing. With emotion.
"Have you really never played?" Luo Dinglei took out a cigarette from his pocket and threw it in his mouth. He walked to the bar and handed one to Cui Xian. When the latter did not pick it up, Luo Dinglei picked it up again. Go around.
Wei Sheng shook his head sternly, "I haven\'t played."
Yue Ling\'er hugged his chest beside him, but Luo Dinglei nodded, "I believe, I have observed you from the beginning. It is true that you gradually become familiar with the control skills on the track, but your predictive ability and reaction ability are really too good. That\'s great. When you rush the pipeline, you choose to avoid obstacles by passing the inner wall side because you have been accurately predicted in advance, right?"
After Yue Ling\'er listened, Qi Liuhai\'s beautiful eyes showed stunned.
Wei Sheng said, "Do you know what prejudgment is?" This term is not new to racing drivers. I didn\'t expect to hear it in a 17 or 18-year-old boy.
However, through observation today, Luo Dinglei\'s control level is indeed very high, but because he is a veteran of the game, Wei Sheng cannot see his predictive ability, after all, he is very familiar with maps.
Luo Dinglei smiled while holding the cigarette, "What\'s wrong then? By the way, which school are you from? Why haven\'t I seen you around here?"
Wei Sheng told the other party that he had just transferred to the nearby High School Affiliated to Normal University and would start school tomorrow in the second and third high school.
It\'s also a coincidence that Cui Xian is also in the second and third class of the experimental middle school.
Although they belong to different schools, they all went to class three.
Unexpectedly, as soon as this statement came out, Luo Dinglei opened his mouth in astonishment, then threw the cigarette on the ground, stretched out his foot and walked out quickly, "See you at school tomorrow!"
Wei Sheng looked strangely at his pretending to be chic and suddenly left. After reacting to his words, he couldn\'t help but froze, then turned to look at Cui Xian, "He and I belong to the same school?"
Seeing that Cui Xianqingjun\'s face was a little colder than before, he looked at her facelessly and pursed her lips, her eyes were rather helpless.
Just aside from Shao Bingran, another Luo Dinglei came out.
He took a deep breath and suddenly smiled softly, "Well, it\'s a coincidence indeed."
Wei Sheng couldn\'t help but nodded, but with Luo Dinglei\'s age and the surrounding area, I\'m afraid it\'s not surprising that he is either in the experimental high school or the affiliated high school of the Normal University.
After drinking the water, Wei Sheng threw the empty bottle into the trash can and stepped out of the game room side by side with Cui Xian.
Behind him, Yue Linger\'s cold voice suddenly sounded, "Wei Sheng."
Wei Sheng raised her eyebrows back, but saw that she was looking at herself face-to-face, but no longer the condescending and mean-looking eyes like just now, and then Yue Linger smiled faintly and stretched out his hand, "My name is Yue Linger, first I saw you this time and wanted to make friends with you."
Looking at the slender palm of the other party, Wei Sheng curled his lips, stretched out his hand and shook it, "Wei Sheng." But it was not the first time we met.
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In August, the sky was as dark as ink, the stars were twinkling, and the air was sultry and dry. Wei Sheng directly pushed Xiao Cui Xian back to the next door at night. She didn\'t plan to be lit by a few stars tonight.
Cui Xian returned home obediently because he was going to school tomorrow morning.
At night, after taking a shower, Wei Sheng sent text messages to him when he had nothing to do. When he heard that he was going to take a bath, he couldn’t help but be guilty. The thief turned out the tools of crime again this afternoon. The stick went out and fumbled around, only to see Cui Yongzhen and Li Zhengwen talking in the room. Knowing that they were not in the right direction, Wei Sheng turned around and walked to the kitchen. In the meantime, he took another stick because it was not long enough. For strenuous.
This time, unsurprisingly, he stretched the stick under Cui Hyun\'s window, and from the reflection of the mirror, he saw that the room with the guitar hanging on the wall was empty.
As soon as he was about to withdraw from disappointment, he saw the door opened and the boy stepped into the room in a bathrobe, wiping his hair with a towel.
Immediately afterwards, he turned around and locked the door, unconsciously walked to the closet and turned out a set of pajamas and pajamas, then turned his back to the window and untied his pajamas.
The nightgown slipped, and the blood-changed body was very white, but it looked very strong, with a long body and a tight back. When he completely took off the nightgown and threw it into the closet, Wei Sheng took a breath of cold air with wicked brows. Wear nothing!
When she took a shower today, she was so hypocritical that she turned her back almost the whole time and didn\'t look embarrassed.
In this scene, she couldn\'t help shaking her hands. The long and unstable stick slammed on the window sill.
The slight sound obviously alarmed the teenager who was about to change his clothes. He paused, then turned around.
Wei Sheng witnessed the most historic moment in the summer before the second year of high school.