Chapter 5: The Super Stick in the Dream

However, two minutes later, he still honestly picked up the mouse and endured the cynicism of "death will counterattack" while constantly clicking to resurrect.

He has been resurrected more than ten times and has also been killed more than ten times. Finally, he can no longer stand the pain of being abused many times. After I didn't play with you, the body disappeared into their sight.

Then Lin Yifan found that the name "killing you" in the column of his enemy quickly faded, and then his dialog box kept flashing.

If you die, you have to counterattack: this grandson was killed and run away?

Counterattack even if you die: Haha... It's fucking cool to abuse the strong. If he hadn't run fast, I would have wanted to abuse him a few more times.

Lin Yifan imagined the excitement that Sun Ning finally stood up after being abused countless times. Lin Yifan also smiled. The happiest thing in the game is not to kill the unequipped number with a well-equipped number, but a counterattack like today's perfect cooperation between the two.

Seeing the "killing" is that you are not online. After playing for a while, Lin Yifan felt sleepy. After greeting Sun Ning, Lin Yifan turned off the computer and lay in ** and soon fell asleep.

This is a shop of about 50 square meters, full of various small goods. From the harsh sound from the loudspeaker at the door, you can know that all the goods here are 10 yuan apiece.

Lin Yifan glanced all over the shops without a customer, and finally turned his eyes to the middle-aged man sitting at the door who was a little decadent.

He can't remember how many times he appeared in this dream. All he knew was that after giving himself a crystal bracelet on the day of Mr. Lin's death, he would often appear here so many times that whenever he saw this shop, he would immediately realize that it was in a dream.

"Here you are."

The middle-aged man looked up at Lin Yifan and said lightly like greeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

I don't know why Lin Yifan always felt a very familiar smell when he saw a middle-aged man: "Who are you?"

This is also the first time that Lin Yifan asked his name.

The middle-aged man glanced at Lin Yifan a few times, and a light flashed in his decadent eyes and said, "I'm you!"

"Are you me? Are you kidding? I still say it's you?"

Lin Yifan looked disbelieving. He had seen a lot of magic sticks, and it was the first time he had seen it in this way.

"Hey... Now you are exactly the same as me back then. The middle-aged man looked at Lin Yifan as if he had seen himself in those years and recalled, "However, it was precisely because I didn't believe it back then that I fell to today's field."

Lin Yifan listened to the middle-aged man's nonsense while making an expression of continued to fool.

The middle-aged man was not angry because of Lin Yifan's behavior, as if he had already prepared it. He picked up the lacquer mahogany box he had already left at his hand and threw it at Lin Yifan: "Come to me when you believe it!"

The next morning, when Lin Yifan woke up, he found a paint red wooden box lying quietly on his right hand.

"It's really evil. Is it really that crazy middle-aged man handed it to him?"

Lin Yifan thought that he was going to throw it to the trash can not far away. At the moment when the wooden box was about to take away, he hesitated to take it back, gently opened the copper buckle on the lid of the box, and a copper-yellow ring appeared in sight.

I took it in my hand and played carefully for a while, but I didn't find anything strange. After throwing the ring back into the wooden box, I gently pulled out a few pieces of paper folded neatly under the ring:

Answers to the mid-term test questions of the second semester of the third year of Yunhai Senior High School from 2007 to 2008

"When I'm a three-year-old child."

Lin Yifan brushed a contemptuous smile from the corners of his mouth. After a glance, he threw the pages back into the wooden box, threw the small wooden box into his schoolbag, and then left the room.

When Lin Yifan came down from the second floor of the villa, he found Lin Tianye and Sun Cheng sitting on the first floor talking about something. When they found themselves, they fixed their eyes, calmed down a little, and said the words they had already thought about last night: "I'm going to school!"

Seeing Lin Tianye's words and turning his doubtful eyes to himself, Lin Yifan's heart thumped. Unexpectedly, he thought he had thought of a good way to relieve himself, but he didn't expect it to be a hundred secrets. What if that "Lin Yifan" had already got out of school?

Lin Tianye didn't say much except that his expression was slightly different from yesterday, but turned to Sun Cheng and said, "Sun Cheng, you will be responsible for picking up Xiaofan from school in the future."

"Grass!"

Lin Yifan thought that he could escape from this damn place smoothly with this move, but he didn't expect that there would be more tails. Not to mention whether he would show any horse feet in the future, what if that "Lin Yifan" comes back and bumps into him in the future?

He followed Sun Cheng out of the villa, but instead of the Audi A5 yesterday, he was taken to a limited edition Cadillac by Sun Cheng.

At this time, Lin Yifan was obviously not in the mood to take a good job of the luxury car. On the contrary, he was a little unnatural. Now he urgently needs to know something about "Lin Yifan" going to school: "What's wrong with him?"

Lin Yifan knew that the relationship between father and son was not very good, and more importantly, if he was asked to call a man by the word father, he obviously could not speak.

"In the past, the boss applied you to an aristocratic school and you didn't go there, but I didn't expect to go to school again now." Sun Cheng didn't think as much as Lin Yifan thought. He started the car and said, "Where are we going?"

"It's okay."

Hearing Sun Cheng's words, the stone in Lin Yifan's heart fell to the ground: "Yunhai Senior High School!"

When the car was far away from the school, Lin Yifan let Sun Cheng stop. Obviously, he didn't want others to connect him with the two windy Cadillacs. Watching the car slowly disappear from sight, Lin Yifan's whole body was much more relaxed. Worried about being late, he quickly walked to the school.

"Jiang Xiaowei, accept Du Shao quickly. Du Shao is sincere to you."

"Sister-in-law, you just accept our Du Shao."

The two people standing behind Du Shao did not notice Jiang Xiaowei's red face that was about to drip. They joked without saying a word, and Du Shao, who was fat and big-eared, looked at Jiang Xiaowei's delicate and scarlet face with interest, especially the small hand holding the corners of his clothes, which made him feel pity.

"This girl is really the best."

Jiang Xiaowei has long been known as a cold-faced school beauty in school, but her shy appearance is even more touching.