Chapter 122 This is not Xiao Liu

"Isn't this a stream?" Mu Yun looked at this ID and shouted, but he didn't believe that Xiao Liu's ID would appear here, and it was also the well-known undead player that Zhuo Yifan just said on the platform. Not only did he dare to believe this, but Zhou Ping and Yang Yi around him would not have thought of it if it hadn't been for the moment. This is a very simple ID that they won't think of.

"How did Liu know that he was playing on the platform? We didn't tell him? How did he know the VS platform? Zhuo Yifan asked others, "Have any of you told Liu about the VS platform?"

In the face of Zhuo Yifan's words, others were at a loss. They didn't say it. Looking at it, others also had the same expression as themselves. In this way, they knew that no one had talked to Xiao Liu about the VS platform, which made them confused, but Zhou Ping and Yang Yi had some ideas and were all thinking about it. Finally, Zhou Ping slowly said, "Even if I don't tell Liu, I think Liu can still know the VS platform on the Internet. Now what I'm curious about is whether Liu is practiced on VS during this period of absence, which is the key."

Zhou Ping said this, in fact, he has always been worried about one thing in his heart, that is, he knew Xiao Liu's previous plan. Xiao Liu wanted to transfer to another school and said that it would take some time, but at that time, Xiao Liu was worried that he didn't know how to tell the people in the war3 class. From the day when Xiao Liu had no news, Zhou Ping I began to worry about whether Xiao Liu's approach is to do this, and leaving silently is also a way that does not affect himself. Zhou Ping knows that Xiao Liu has a good impression of this class and does not want to affect the good impression of these people. This is not a good way. If you want to know the situation now, It is necessary to know whether the ink on the platform is Xiao Liu or not. If it is really Xiao Liu, then Xiao Liu can't come to school or drink their contact. If it is Xiao Liu, it is very likely that Xiao Liu will leave in this way.

"Isn't it easy to know if it's a stream?" Mu Yun said, "Can you just look at ink's information and understand?"

Talking about the computer that Mu Yun clicked on, he searched for ink on the platform, but just a few seconds later, they cried again. The ink information they searched out turned out to be blank. If you really want to find out a little bit above, it is the basic information, that is, male, as long as the occupation 1VS1, and then other It all belongs to privacy, and it is not displayed on it. Mu Yun couldn't help but be surprised and said, "It won't be so tricky! It's all privacy, don't be so mysterious! At least give a little more Zhengming that this person is not a Martian!"

"How else can I say it's a mysterious man?" Zhuo Yifan said, "I usually don't say a word in the game. Of course, he is a mysterious figure. Needless to say, the information is confidential."

"Do you think it will be a practice trumpet for current professional game players on the platform?" Looking at such a record number, I feel that this is not simple at all. Babies are not newbies, and on the platform, in order not to attract attention because they are professions, many professional players are also I will practice like this so that I won't be affected by what a star I am.

"This may be big, but what other UD professional players are there now?"

"Then it is very likely that those enthusiasts are at a good level,............, but they don't appear on the platform and don't talk in the game. This makes people confused. What is the purpose?"

"Wait" Zhou Ping took a closer look, "Isn't he online now?"

The people around looked closely. It was indeed that this ink was displayed online. Zhou Ping immediately sat down, pulled the computer in front of him, clicked in front of him, and found that the ink was in the room now, but he didn't know if it was in the game, and then immediately followed in. This district is Xinchuan City. District 1, one of the hottest war3, and then click to enter. There are many rooms on the interface of the room, but it can be tracked here. Zhou Ping had to look for a room by one. As a result, there was no room, so he had to wait outside. As long as there is a room refreshed, Zhou Ping would click in and look at i Is nk in it?

Other people are watching, and now they just want to find out whether thisink is Xiao Liu or not. Now it is their biggest doubt.

In the end, what he expected was that the room that had just been refreshed turned out to be ink. Zhou Ping was happy and did not delay at all. He directly clicked in. When he entered the room, he found that the number of ink was very appealing. Zhou Ping thought that he had clicked fast enough, and it was still the last one to enter, if not My hands are fast, maybe I really can't get in.

As soon as many people came in, they typed and talked, one by one. They were talking about the game just now. In these conversations, Zhou Ping, who was watching in front of the computer, knew that the ink just now won, and it was still very smooth. It should be easy and pleasant to win, and there was also be a siege. Many besieging and killing the opponent made the opponent lose a very important army in the front, and suddenly collapsed.

These people talked enthusiastically like this, but the thread starter ink didn't say a word. He calmly chose his own race and color, waiting for the next player to play against him. The color was gray, and Zhou Ping remembered that he also liked gray, which was similar.

Zhou Ping saw this and typed quickly. 'Is the thread starter a stream?' When this sentence was hit, it was first rejected. Zhou Ping seemed to hit it again, but he still could not hold on for a few seconds. It seems that these people are too enthusiastic. The game must be very wonderful. Otherwise, how could they be so enthusiastic? Zhou Ping took a break and saw that there were fewer people in peace, and played it again. Second, this matter is there, but there is no reply.

A few seconds later, perhaps because other players saw that this sentence was about the thread starter ink, and someone hit a question mark one after another. Zhou Ping was also puzzled. What's going on with this person? Even if it's not Xiao Liu, you have to say no politely! You don't have to play like this!

"You're in the owner's room for the first time, right?" Ink didn't say anything, but it was typed by another player.

"Well" Zhou Ping hit it.

"You don't know that ink is called 'dead undead' not only because of his strange operations and tactics, but also because he doesn't say anything. No matter what he asks, it's useless for you to ask like this."

"Oh," Zhou Ping replied. This man really didn't know whether he was playing big or making trouble. In the face of other people's questions, he still didn't say a word. Zhou Ping couldn't help shaking his head.

"It seems that it is not Liu" said. Now he knows that this person will not be Xiao Liu. If he knows that the person who asks this question must know Xiao Liu. The person who knows Xiao Liu in war3 is them. As long as he asks like this above, if the other party is Xiao Liu, he must see such a question on it. They will guess themselves, and now it seems that they have done something boring and wasteful.

"Damn, I thought it was a stream? It made me so happy that I thought that Liu became famous on the platform after only a week. It's really boring," Mu Yun said and stretched out. "I'm so hungry! Let's go to dinner first! Then I will have a good time."

"Wait a minute," Zhuo Yifan said, "It's not easy to come in like this. Anyway, now this thread starter is also a celebrity. I want to see what's going on with him. They all say that he is a very perverted and weird guy, but now I want to see it."

"Then you can watch it by yourself! "We went to eat first," Mu Yun said, and then got up by himself, but looking at the people around him, no one spoke or moved, but completely ignored his feelings. Mu Yun didn't feel right. Why do these people just like to sing the opposite tune with themselves? They also wanted to see this 'dead undead' ink cloud, so they had no choice but to sit down again.

"Why don't you go to eat? Aren't you hungry? We are not hungry," Zhuo Yifan looked at Mu Yun, who sat down again and asked.

"You guys are just singing against me, aren't they? They want a person like me to be in a hurry to eat, and I'm not in a hurry if you're not in a hurry. I'll just accompany you." Mu Yun pretended to be very aggrieved.

"Who wants you to accompany? If you want to eat, go. No one will stop you!" Zhuo Yifan saw this and wanted to hurt him. "Are you afraid of the aunt in the canteen alone? Do you want us to go with you?"

"Your sister, I won't go to the canteen aunt. If I want to go, I will also go to McDonald's to find a beautiful sister, which is called a decent point." Mu Yun showed his very improper smiling face. Originally, when he scolded Zhuo Yifan, Zhou Ping and Yang Yi still looked at Mu Yun, thinking that Mu Yun could say it. What's the good thing? Unexpectedly, this guy is easy to change his nature, but he won't forget things like beautiful women. He is eager to find beautiful women.

"Who is this guy!" Yang Yi spoke at this time and asked Zhuo Yifan, "Do you know this guy?"

"I don't know" someone who partnered with Zhuo Yifan to damage Mu Yun, and Zhuo Yifan still knows how to cooperate. "I don't know this guy at all. Let's see the game!"

Saying that Zhuo Yifan stood in front of Mu Yun and didn't let Mu Yun see the monitor.

"You two..." Mu Yun was helpless. "I'm just a little hungry! Don't do this! Can you show it to me too?"

"I don't know you, just go"