Ye Xue had just been complaining in the group for a long time, and finally figured out that the problem was the live broadcast delay, which meant that the winner had not yet been determined. He sat motionless on the chair, but his face had an impatient expression, which made his wife laugh: "I've never seen you so anxious before!? Why are you acting like a child?"
Ye Xue didn't say anything or refute, just like a puppy waiting for its meal. He was obviously sitting quietly in front of the computer, but his heart was already screaming anxiously.
Fortunately, there is Chen Yu in Wandering Cloud. As the currently recognized chief technical supporter of Wandering Cloud, this guy not only uploaded his WCL immediately, but also quickly located the battle log of Wings of Sin by searching the name of the opponent's character, and finally confirmed it. It was my side that won.
"That's for sure! Since Chen Yu has confirmed it, it must be right, it must be right!"
He felt confident at once and ran to mock Camus without saying a word. Even if people don't communicate with each other, they can still sense some of each other's emotions. Back then, he knew very well that Camus didn't look down on him at all, and of course he didn't look down on him either.
After a whole week of hard work, I finally won. If I don’t slap you in the face, it will still be me, Ye Xue! ? Since the results came out, his face has been smiling like a flower. I am afraid that the good news in the delivery room in the future will only be like this.
Snowy Night ZS/NS: How to say? Camus? Um?
Snowy Night ZS/NS: Brother, why don’t you talk?
Snowy Night ZS/NS: Hello, hey, hey? Where are people? Why is this person from the Wings of Judgment so weird that he disappears after saying a few words?
Your handsome brother: Ye Xue, please stop saying a few words.
It's snowing at night ZS/NS: Hey, old president, you are wrong. I just want to send a friendly greeting to my old teammates. I haven't seen them for a long time, so I miss them.
His wife saw him giggling while texting on WeChat, and she couldn't help laughing along with her eyebrows.
The old president was amused when he saw him in the group.
Your handsome brother: Okay, okay, you have to be merciful and merciful.
While he was typing, Shen Jia woke up in a daze. Without even opening her eyes, she subconsciously pushed Fang Yuanzheng's arm and asked, "How is the beating?"
"Won!"
"Has our son finished fighting!?" Shen Jia's focus was different from his.
"I won! I really won!" Fang Yuanzheng looked excited.
"Win... um... call and ask when my son will be back... I'll pick him up. It's too late and it's not safe..."
Fang Yuanzheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "He is a big boy, tall and strong, and he is much safer than you! If you are sleepy, just sleep in your room!"
Shen Jia buried her face in the pillow and shook her head stubbornly: "I won't sleep anymore... I have to wait for my son to come back..."
"Hey, let's sleep with you. I'll send Xiaozhou a WeChat message later, and I guess he's following Lehe."
At this time, the YY that was walking in the clouds had turned into a sea of joy. Wanwan was hiding in the dormitory and could not make a sound. She could only hold her legs alone and wave her pink fists angrily in the dark, feeling extremely happy.
At this moment, the roommate in the bed next to him asked in a daze: "Tang Wanwan, why are you... staying up so late at night and shaking the bed!"
They were sleeping for four, and Wanwan's bed was next to a good sister's. Only then did she realize that her legs were shaking when she punched, and the movement was so big that the bed shook.
But she suppressed it for too long.
Since the disbandment of the Wandering Cloud Land Reclamation Group, many familiar faces have said goodbye. From the old president and Qingqiu Qingqiu, to Lao Ba, Camus and the others, to Kirby, Purine, Ripple and others.
There are also many people who agreed to play in a group together but disappeared.
The solid camp was full of soldiers. In just two weeks, twenty or thirty people walked through the clouds, and a dozen more people joined them.
From the initial difficulty of supporting a single tree to the later overcrowding, from the stumbling in the first week of clearing land to now enjoying the fruits of victory, the ups and downs of life are really exciting.
Even if it was just a game, it was still too exciting for an inexperienced sophomore girl like Wanwan.
At first, she deeply doubted whether her persistence would only turn her into a clown in the eyes of everyone, but then Kongcheng, who had never been a commander before, was the first to lend a helping hand, and she firmly reciprocated her support.
Later, Ye Xue, Luo Xi and others joined the battle one after another, and she realized that not everyone was accustomed to the dissolution of the guild, and she was not the only one because "This is the first guild I have joined." "I feel deeply regretful that many friends who have played well are still willing to choose to stay in the wandering clouds in silence when faced with invitations from other guilds.
This is the precious wealth accumulated by the old president for many years of leading the group for Wandering in the Clouds, but it is also a burden. Fortunately, even a fool like you has learned to control the dragon and lived up to the care of the old president.
After Chen Yu and Meng Laosan joined the team and made more contributions, the team finally became what a team should look like.
It’s been so difficult along the way.
Thinking of this, even though she was in the dark night, her big bright eyes felt a little sore as if they had been exposed to the sun.
"Tang Wanwan, what's wrong with you?" The roommate who had just been woken up by her shaking bed got up.
"It's nothing." She regretted it as soon as she said it. She found that her throat was so choked that she couldn't speak clearly.
The roommate stretched out his hand to open the two curtains and peeked over from the next bed to look at her: "Don't cry, don't cry, our youngest is the cutest!"
Her roommate is older than her and is the second oldest in the dormitory. Although there are some common intrigues and complaints behind the scenes in the female dormitory on weekdays, the concern at this time is real. The relationship between girls is so delicate. Through the light of the laptop monitor, she could see her concerned eyes, and her heart warmed: "No, I'm not crying."
"You're not crying yet!"
The two couldn't sleep and chatted for a few words. They were afraid of disturbing other roommates, so they went out to the corridor to sit and chat.
"So, the guy named Chen Yu you recruited is very powerful!"
After saying this, Wanwan was quite proud, her eyes seemed to light up: "Yeah!"
"So, you won this game in the end?"
"It's not me, it's us."
While the two were whispering, Wanwan suddenly remembered that Chen Yu had promised others to go to the racing team. She suddenly felt a little panicked, and the joy of victory she was sharing with her sisters didn't seem so exciting anymore.
Compared to the excitement of walking in the clouds, bad news came one after another for Camus.
This game was lost. Although we only lost for more than ten seconds, we still lost. Then Kirbymon privately said to him: "I'm not here, brother Camus, let me tell you. In fact, I wanted to say it halfway through this book. I still like to play in the clouds. Now let's group book If it works out, I might not fight here again."
Camus didn't have time to worry about other things and asked quickly: "What's the matter? Are you not happy playing here?"
"No, I just watched the live broadcast of Wandering Cloud, and I still feel that I am happy to be with them. I am really happy."
"This kind of thing depends on the individual, so I won't advise you, but I think they have a bear tank who plays very well. Hey, I've rarely seen a bear tank as good as you. I still have time. Think about it again, we have just finished clearing the land after all our hard work." Camus was extremely anxious, how could he let this reliable bear T, whom he had so easily recruited, run away? But he couldn't force him to stay.
Here he sent a WeChat message to Lao Ba: "Come back quickly. Kirby wants to leave. Ask him what's going on. I'm not good at this kind of thing."
Old Eight: 1
He continued: "Don't be impatient. When Lao Ba comes back from smoking, you can have a few words with him. How about you play a trumpet over there and play slowly on both sides, that's fine."
Kirbymon said: "Actually, I have thought about it very clearly. In the past, we brothers thought it would be more convenient for us to play on the same server. So wherever they decided to go, I would follow them."
"But now it seems that even if we are in the same server, we are basically not in the same guild, because the team atmosphere that the brothers like is different from mine. But this time I left Wandering Cloud, I am not happy, yes I’m really unhappy.”
"So I thought about it for a long time, and finally it became clear that you have to be happy when playing games."
These words appealed to Camus's taste: "Indeed, you still have to have fun when playing games, so I won't advise you. What about purine?"
"It's okay, he won't leave. I told him too, and he said he would still fight here."
Camus thought to himself that if the two of them had to choose one, he would rather go with Purine than Kirbymon. Purine is a milk rider who plays well but has a normal brain, while Kirbymon is a bear who plays well but has a normal brain. If you choose one of the two, the latter is definitely better.
pity.
The bad news kept coming, and then he picked up his cell phone and saw a series of strange things about Ye Xue. He thought about Cheng Gong again, and his mood became even more explosive.
"What the fuck, you're so stupid. Why do you have so many worries in your life! I'm done!" A series of curse words came out of his mouth, but luckily he didn't say YY.
But Camus knew in his heart that most of these things were caused by himself.
At first, the conflict with Ye Xue and others led to a peaceful breakup that turned into a rupture, which was causally related to the racing bet later. Later, he felt that he was going to lose. He became red-eyed and made random promises and borrowed an egg knife account. Now he wants to To repay the debt, including using Purin's mentality to lure Kirby over to him, Kirby finally wanted to go back. In essence, it was all because of his eagerness for quick success and quick gain, and he brought it upon himself.
He suddenly covered his face and took a deep breath.
After all, we have to face reality, and it seems that there is nothing left to lose. What Lao Ba cares about is the success of the second regiment in clearing up wasteland, but what Qinling cares about is that the dual-sword warriors can fight in groups. The one who really has resentment towards that side is himself who has always had his eyes set higher than his own.
At this time, Qin Ling typed and asked: "Are you okay? What should I do about the bow?"
It's time to wait, and I am still familiar with myself as a good friend for many years.
"I'm fine, just wait."
Then he went to the person who borrowed the number: "Brother, let me tell you something."
After a moment, the man replied: "What's the matter?"
Camus found it difficult to speak. He put his hands on the keyboard for a long time and couldn't type anything. After a while, he was still heartbroken: "I'm sorry, brother, we really have an orange bow, but when things came to pass, I found that the orange bow can't be bought for you, and I can't keep my promise."
He made another excuse as if to comfort himself: "The bear in our group was about to leave. If I really use your Rogue to bring down this orange bow, the group will probably break up."
"?"
The man raised a question mark: "Brother, you don't mean what you say. It's not good for people in the group to look down but not to look up."
Having said these words, Camus seemed to have gotten rid of a little sense of shame and became more single: "My problem. At that time, I thought it was unlikely that the Orange Bow would come out, but it did. But I thought of a solution for you. Tell me if you can take a look."
Azhe: Just tell me.
This group friend was obviously much colder, and it took him a while to reply.
"I will still fight for the orange bow with Ren Biao. I will pay you whatever the price is. Biao will give the bow to the hunters in our group, and then I will pay the excess premium. I will compensate you for the price of a bow at this price."
"..."
Now it's this group friend's turn.
"Good guy, rich man."
"No, I'm not a rich man, I just can't live up to my promise and can't live up to it. This is purely my problem. It doesn't matter if you want R or G, I'll take care of it."
"Okay, just have this apology. I, Liu Zhe, am not bad at you. I was watching your live broadcast just now. I could see your chat with the guy who was doing the live broadcast, and I just wanted to see what you would do. Anyway You are very happy to have passed the boss, so please send a red envelope to the group to celebrate, there is no need to give it to me."
A stone finally fell to the ground in Camus's heart.
He ran to Qin Ling and said, "Shoot! It's okay!"
Qin Ling looked surprised: "Shoot!? Is it solved?"
"Yeah, shoot!" Camus suddenly found that his mood was getting better again, as long as he didn't look at Ye Xue's chat records in the group.
Qin Ling fired his orange bow into the chat box: "[Solidahl, Wrath of the Stars] Bidding starts at 1G, bid whatever you want!"
Miss Fortune: 1 Let me participate!
Everyone laughed.
In the midst of laughter, Little Night Bird and Spiral Organ raised the Orange Bow to 150,000, and then Spiral Organ lost.
Qin Ling said with a smile in YY: "It's 150,000 yuan! If anyone bids, I'm counting down! 5..."
Under everyone's surprised eyes, Camus slowly played a 16.
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down.
Xiaoye Xiaoniao: Brother, what do you mean? That's not your thief!
Camus Thief Three: Just bid, the Orange Bow Thief can't bid, right?
Qin Ling was stunned: "Camus, are you serious?"
"Shoot!" Camus was heartbroken, thinking that if the money for the two orange bows were combined, it would probably cost four to five thousand yuan, which is not a small amount. Anyway, the money has been spent, and the style must be in place. .
Xiaoye Xingniao became angry this time. Can he still tolerate his bad temper? !
Little Night Bird: 20
Camus Thief 3:21
Little Night Bird: 25
Camus Thief 3:26
Little Night Bird: 30
Camus began to feel weak, thinking, "This guy is usually not very impressive, but he still has a lot of money in his pocket!?"
He estimated that the extra ten thousand might have irritated the other party, so he simply gave him a psychological price: 39
Without saying a word, Xiaoye just raised the price: 40
Camus was a little anxious. Adding 10,000 to Little Night Bird is 10,000, and adding 10,000 to yourself is equivalent to 20,000!
Camus: 45
Xiaoye Xiaoniao: Are you really awesome? Anyway, that’s all I have, 49p.
This 49P means that if I bid up to 490,000, I will pass if you bid again.
Camus finally breathed a sigh of relief: 50.
Little Night Bird: Hey.
Camus then thought about it, it was like this anyway, breaking the jar and smashing it, sending the Buddha to the West Bar.
He opened YY and pretended to laugh heartily: "Qinling, Gong, you are singing to Xiao Ye, I will pay for it! We lost the race, but the old president still gave us an additional 100,000 gold coins as subsidy. I can't be too stingy. Let’s take this little money and share it together!”
Qin Ling quietly typed to him: "Are you crazy?"
Camus gritted his teeth and typed: "It's okay, buddy, I'm happy today!"
Xiaoye's crow turned from anger to joy: Oh, you scared me to death! I thought Brother Ka was really going to fuck with me. If I had known, I would have fucked earlier.
"We've already reached this point. What's the use of saying this? If we P sooner, we'd be done with it! Who would have thought that a player like you, who sells a suit for 5,000 per hand and can P in one hand, is still a hidden rich man!?"
Camus was complaining in his heart, but he still said, "Just kidding, it's okay. We are all happy that the second group can pass the dungeon!"
After saying that, he went to the group and sent out several big red envelopes in succession, which made both parties cheer.
Azhe: Although I'm a little silly up front, you're not a bad person. I'll treat you to a drink if I get the chance.
Camus: Well, I lost my head at that time. Thank you for not caring about it.
Camus sighed: "Finally, this matter has been settled. You must remember that trouble comes from your mouth. You can't talk nonsense in the future, and you will learn a lesson!"
He thought about it again, shook his head and said: "It's a pity. It may be difficult to change my character. I'm just a person who tries hard to achieve after he gets high, but can't stand up straight and gets beaten. It's better than some people who just say a few words of high. 6,000 knives or something like that, then talk about it as if it’s fart.”
