Not to mention the psychological activities of a certain guy who was diving and peeping.
In this small chat group, a large proportion of veteran drivers have already honked their horns to express a warm welcome to the new beauty.
There will never be a drugged octopus: "My little sister is very smart, now she just needs to be photographed."
Papermaker: "The advertisement is not formal. What is the specific time? Where is the contact information? Please give me a private number to chat privately!"
The moral standard is getting higher and higher: "Personal friends are open. Please add friends. The privacy protection of newcomers is a bit too much. Please give me some advice from an expert."
Occasionally, serious people, such as Xue Lei who logged in with his real name, expressed their opinions honestly: "The 'new dimension' has been very frequent in the past two days. Is the secular world involved in this?"
"The documentary 'Deep Blue World' is about to be released." Maoyan sent out a promotional poster. The main color is dark blue, showing a silent and dark seabed scene.
Baoyan: "It's probably just a PPT, there's no warning at all."
"It'll be great if it has an impact." Zhang Yingying continued to support her colleagues carelessly, "For the sake of the newcomers' cuteness, if you have time, you can support yourself, and if you don't have time, spread the word..."
It is indeed a peony, and it is indeed a malicious act of cuteness!
Ronan, who was diving, chuckled. Ever since he met his partner Mudan, he had seen this sharp, shrewd, chic, or decadent appearance, but no matter what, he would only think that he was a mature and mysterious scholar. Sister, there are lots of stories under her beautiful skin, but she really can’t live up to her cute look just now.
In other words, he still doesn't know enough about Senior Sister Tang Yi.
While sighing, Ronan subconsciously sent a sweating expression to the group. The next second, the entire group of only a dozen or so people was shocked.
"Oh my God!"
Zhang Yingying only had time to send this modal word, and a series of emoticon pictures followed, from the simplest orz, to complex animated pictures, and emoticons containing memes, all of which were "worshipping".
Undoubtedly, these are all emotional responses to the "big things" Ronan has done in the past two days.
With great difficulty, a friend-like mockery came up and cut off the flow of emotions: "In front of Luo Yuncheng, please accept my bow."
"What?"
"How about changing to...Yun Shuiyao?"
"("▔□▔)"
"I think 'Luo Plane' is more direct to people's hearts."
"Isn't it Luo Yuanwai?"
"..."
Suddenly a talker struck the most delicate part of the current situation. Messages that swipe the screen
His breath was obviously stunned for a moment, and then someone showed a "sweating" expression, and they quickly formed a series.
"The moral standard is getting higher and higher", that is, the bamboo pole came out and said: "Who is that, the administrator, delete the chat records after you turn around!"
"Isn't that what you are?"
"Then I delete it now?"
"go!"
A group of people made jokes and made the situation smooth.
In fact, Ronan really didn't care much. Whether his new nickname or the new appearance of "Mr. Mo", they were all given by others. That state of confusion is supported or broken by strength, not by one or two scattered so-called "evidences".
He took this opportunity to say hello to Peony:
"Hello, Senior...I'm back to Xia City."
"Huh? Not a cute girl?" Octopus couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or curious.
"A very beautiful big sister." Ronan said cutely casually, which was considered a record hammer, "She is also the boss of my club."
“(╭￣3￣)╭?? ”
It was only then that Xie Junping, who had just joined the group a few days ago and had been "supporting" and "learning" the communication methods of senior ability users, finally confirmed the identity of the visitor:
"Tang...Senior?"
"Yes, Mr. Xie."
At this time, Mudan returned to her normal tone of voice, or it was too formal: "Also, Professor Luo is being polite, just call me Mudan."
"Khan, you're so polite."
"It's not like you're in school. Besides, you've also suspended school... Everyone is not optimistic about the possibility of you resuming classes. You don't think that calling me "Senior Sister" will be beneficial, right?"
Those bad friends in the group confirmed Mudan's true temperament, and immediately slapped the table and laughed wildly.
Before Ronan could respond, Mudan said again: "In this way, we are all social beings at this level. Professor Luo, you are the big one, and we are all counting on you to support us."
Ronan was speechless for a moment. Mudan or her aunt came today, otherwise why would her mood change so quickly? Are you someone who puts on a cute new look to others, but is just a gun and a stick to this person?
Ronan was a little embarrassed, but Mudan's remarks still received considerable support and resonance in the chat group.
"Dogs Fugui, bark at each other... Of course, Boss Luo must bark a few more times now!"
"Can I make an appointment for a face-to-face tutoring class?"
"By the way, there was a bug in 'Fortress' two days ago by Master Gao Tianshi and others. Boss Luo, it's time for you to take the time to overhaul it!"
Among the pile of words that could not be told whether they were making noises or complaining, Peony stood out and deliberately provoked trouble: "Speaking of Yingying's righteousness,
To bluntly criticize Abner, Professor Luo, no, Boss Luo hasn’t said anything yet. "
Yesterday's extraordinary roundtable meeting, especially the details of the meeting, has only been circulated in a small circle so far, and most of the people in the group don't know about it.
However, to the members of the esper association, the name "Abner" was so loud that at first glance, they were greeted with a series of "dumbfounded" expressions.
Zhang Yingying replied below: "It's none of other people's business to fight against the guy who deserves to be attacked!"
Ronan knew about this. Although there were mostly extraordinary species in the virtual venue, the number of spectators was enough to spread out the "Altar Spider Web" and "Day Nightmare" probability distributions.
What's more, there are so many people "deliberately" disturbing.
He followed almost the entire process and knew the situation inside very well.
But in this communication environment, Ronan didn't know what to say for a while. Thanking him or something would definitely not be enough and would be too disrespectful, but what should he say?
Ronan had some strange feelings again, a little confused in his heart, he was not sure, he couldn't see clearly, and he always felt a little awkward.
Fortunately, Peony spoke again at this time: "According to the rules, there must be a benefit. Speaking of which, the first thing is to cover her, so as not to be killed by President Abner's finger later."
"...Of course." Ronan finally regained his composure and subconsciously sent a message, "If Abner dares to reach out, I will break his bones."
"WOW!"
"Domineering!"
"The BOSS is mighty!"
"Take a screenshot to keep in mind."
Zhang Yingying posted a "nymphomaniac" animated picture in a fun way, her eyes were filled with red hearts, but she said nothing more after that.
After saying those words, Ronan's feeling became more subtle.
What's with that "just bullshit" feeling?
"Don't forget the benefits... Isn't it right for you to promise benefits to others now? If you do the opposite, things will get messy. This is society!" Mudan seemed to be sighing.
"?"
"Think about it, if you say this to the true God, you want to grant him a benefit, give him a reward, etc. Is this a bribe or an insult? It will directly lead to a world war - this is society and rules."
Ronan wanted to send another message, but didn't know what to say. The subtle feeling in my heart continues to grow, and I feel like I have some realization:
Is this what Peony means, or is it what her boss means?
In the end, he didn't chat much in the group. With complex and subtle emotions, he found the contact information of His Majesty the Emperor Wu, and within a few seconds, he got through.
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