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The blackbird in the night, the blackbird pheasant, hehe in the blackbird grass.

The high-pitched cries and deep panting sounds kept coming from the grass on the side of the road.

The picture moves towards the grass, cutting away the waist weeds, and seeing a pair of wild salamanders.

Under the moonlight, it is faintly visible that the mother is on the top and the male is on the bottom. It is a picture of a park playing by the lake.

"The world is in the world, it is the world in the world!" Zhang Zhai was very distressed and sighed, "How can you use this shooting angle, what a ghost lens! It is simply blasphemy, this is a bad thing for body art!"

Zhang Zhai pointed and pointed at the screen, and Momo kept flying out of her mouth.

"Even the night vision mode is turned on, this director has no basic professionalism! I go, what kind of ghost angle? Is there a point of appreciation? Is there a basic taste of art?"

I saw on the computer screen in front of Zhang Zhai. At this time, it was the picture of the lakeside water chestnut.

"I said, Lao Zhang, just watch a movie, you should not be so excited!" Liu Yi shot Zhang Zhai from the back.

Zhang Zhangzhai glanced back at Liu Yi, and pointed with excitement at the still-playing water play. "Liu Yi, look at it, what kind of ghost angle is this?"

Liu Yi looked at the screen, silent, and then nodded seriously, "Well, the angle is not right."

"Let me see, let me see, what is the situation?" Yang Hao squeezed over and looked at "Wo Ri, what kind of ghost situation, Mard can still shoot this film? This domestically produced? This film, the picture What does it mean to keep facing the man's hip? "

"Yeah, that's it," Liu Yi nodded earnestly, echoing.

Zhang Zhai was so miserable and miserable that he looked at the two of them: "I misunderstood the two of you. How can you have such a miserable idea, you can't like me, appreciate art with a critical eye? Zhang Zhai is distressed, vulgar, simply vulgar!

"Art? Proposition is the common point of human reproduction process and art?" Liu Yi said.

Yang Hao also rolled his eyes, "Don't make a fool, okay, you are a physics student and know the art of wool?"

"Hey, I don't like to hear what you say. What does it mean, you can't appreciate art if you study physics? Can't you be a bit artistic?" Zhang Zhai said.

Yang Hao rolled his eyes and was speechless. He didn't want to talk anymore.

轶 Liu Yi did not change his face, and said lightly, "Zhang Zhai, give me a copy of this 'art video', and I will also study the art."

"Don't make a fool of it, I ’ll just study physics, you ’re a math student, your hair will almost run out, you know a hair art."

"You know that fart, math, math is the perfect art!" Liu Yi spitted excitedly, "Golden ratio, 0.168 ... this is not the art of mathematics!"

"There is no perfect art ..." Yang Hao added a knife, "By the way, give me a share, let me really criticize the art."

Zhang Zhai rolled her eyes and expressed deep contempt for their shameless behavior as a client and a poet.

"Don't say so much, one for another, but also want to be a party, just take it out?" Zhang Zhai said with gritted teeth.

切 "Cut, you're embarrassed by this fine-looking film, and I'll show you my collection of Hatano Yui collection next day."

"Grip grass Nima, can you a little whisper, I'm broadcasting live, do you want to join the Internet celebrity family?" Sun Tao, who had been sitting on the corner of the dormitory, couldn't help it, and he just said roar.

"Afraid of an egg, you are afraid, just in your live broadcast room of two or three big fish and small fish, you can't get red by yourself." Yang Hao stunned back and said something to Zhang Zhai, "Yes, Lao Zhang, Liu Yi "

"Lao Sun, you can pull a few hands down. Now, at this point, someone is really watching the live broadcast? I bet, if you are now more than 2,000, I am a fifth gear fan every day!" Yang Hao said, "Yes, old Zhang? "

"No," Zhang Zhai glanced at his computer screen and Sun Tao, and stretched out five fingers, "I guess it's not more than five hundred, right, old Liu"

轶 Liu Yi nodded, "Five hundred, it's heaven."

Xun Suntao's face was half black, and he looked at the barrage flying across the live broadcast, and the other half was also black.

"666, this whole tm is talented!"

"It is impossible to do art in art, and it is impossible to do art in this life. You can only live by watching small videos ..."

"Brothers are all talents. They are really a lot of people."

"Brother, you are really great!"

"Little peach, speed has your brother photographed, let's see, this mouthful brother, ???"

"..."

"This mouthful of rumors, hehe ... I like ... The anchor is replaced, who wants to watch you play a game, it's better to talk about it!"

Sun Tao: "..."

Uh ...

Sun Tao grinned, "Hey, Lao Zhang, let you down, sorry, my live broadcast room is exactly 500 people."

Yang Hao opened his mouth wide and exaggerated, "I have lived a long time, and this year, some people have watched the live broadcast of the fat fat! The audience has lost their aesthetic ability!"

"Hold the grass, you **** look for death, Yang Hao, who is dead fat house, let me say, I am a powerful anchor, different from those charming and cheap goods!" Then, Sun Tao actually abandoned the live broadcast, rushed directly over, and Yang Hao Scuffled. "I'm fucking, fuck, you fucking."

Zhang Zhangzhai didn't even have a wave of thoughts about the behavior of these two and two goods, and even wanted to laugh.

For such good friends, the scene of wrestling and fighting with each other at any time is too common in the dormitory.

For example, Liu Yi took out his mobile phone very skillfully. While watching it with interest, he also took two wonderful pictures from time to time to use as black history.

However, this practice of staying out of the way of monkeys often affects itself.

"This calf is taking pictures, **** him!" Roared Yang Hao underneath.

"Fuck him!"

"Oh, hold the grass, let go!"

The instant scene turned into a scene where three people scuffled together and were full of emotion.

Zhang Zhai touched his chin, and made a sound comment: "啧啧 啧 ..."

It's almost **** in gay.

"Let go! ... Ah, kill."

"My ass! ... Nima, get up first"

"Get up fart, let my ears go first!"

"..."

The boys are in trouble, and the scene is definitely more chaotic than the girls.

Zhang Zhai didn't care how the three of them would toss on the ground, but instead went to the computer used by Sun Tao for live broadcasting.

Looked at the computer screen, the face displayed at this time, he was silent for a while, then, a sentence popped out of his mouth: "I'm really handsome ..."

Zhang Zhangzhuang glanced at the popularity of the live broadcast, and was a little surprised, "It really has 500 popularity. Sun Tao, the kid?

According to Zhang Zhai's eyes, he has been smoked for a long time (fold) Tao (mill): Zhang Zhai, this anchor is about to develop, I have 50 popularity, ha ha ha. Liu Yi, I'm going to the top of my life, and marry Bai Fumei, I have 100 popularity! Yang Hao, ha ha ha, I'm going to be red, I'm 200 popular ... Haha, I'm 210 popular!

Sun Tao is a salted fish anchor who has been hovering around two hundred, and it is difficult to break through two hundred and fifty.

But after looking at the refreshing barrage, Zhang Zhai found the reason.

"It's a bedroom full of love! It's all good brothers!"

"Brother, borrow one!"

"666, full of sarcastic words, all are lascivious, quite a bit of King Billy's style!"

"Don't talk so much nonsense, brother, borrow one!"

"Yes, borrow a talk ..."

"At first glance, my brother is a fellow in the same circle. By speaking one, I can appreciate and appreciate art."

"This is the classmate of the anchor. He looks so handsome and looks handsome. Unfortunately, it's a change."

Uh ...

"Cough," Zhang Zhai moisturized his throat. "It seems that everyone is a temperament, so let's discuss this 'art'."

"666, the anchor his brother, everyone is understandable, open his crotch to speak brightly, borrow or not!"

"Don't compare with you, just go to the program!"

Uh ...

"Don't worry about it, there is time," Zhang Zhai glanced at the three Sun Taos who were still stacked together, and then looked at the popularity of the live broadcast room. With a straightened face, facing the camera, a standard smile of CCTV news anchor style was revealed.

"Hello everyone, I'm your anchor Zhang Zhai, everyone can call me Zhang Zhai, or handsome Zhang Zhai!"

"Ding! Popularity + 1"

"Ding! Popularity +2"

"Ding! Popularity +5"

"Ding! Popularity +16"

"Ding! Popularity ..."

Zhang Zhai just introduced himself perfectly, and Ding Ding rang in his head at the same time. The sound was so clear that the appearance of such a sudden, directly made Zhang Zhai stunned.

"What the **** is this?" Zhang Zhai opened her mouth and was at a loss.

"Ding ... popularity ..."

"Ding……"

I'm not finished yet?

哪 Where did this voice come from? Stupidly looked at the three Sun Tao still scuffled together, and then looked back at the barrage between the live broadcast.

"666 ..."

Manping 666, nothing seems to be wrong, isn't it for me ... In fact, the bells have become fine, and now they need to wake up!

Or do you want to get the system yourself? Good school youth text, what kind of ghost is this? ?

This is nonsense, right?

"Ding ... Ding ..."

Zhang Zhai 愣 for a minute or two ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ The sound just rang for a minute or two, without any disappearance or turning.

This is really annoying, like a mosquito at the ear ...

"The anchor is stupid? Speak!"

"Brother, art, art!"

"Sure enough, everything looks good!"

"Brother, let's borrow one first, don't let it go."

Uh ...

Zhang Zhangzhai turned back and looked at the live broadcast room, intending to temporarily ignore this annoying voice in his mind, "Oh, let's continue to explore art ..."

的 The picture in the live broadcast came to an abrupt halt, and then stopped, with the annoying voice in my mind.

At this moment, it seemed as if the world was quiet.

If it wasn't for the barrage that kept rolling or even rolling faster, Zhang Zhai would have thought the world was suspended.

"Ha ha ha, super pipe shot, directly crushed"

"Super pipes appear, mortals retreat!"

"666, the first time I saw the male anchor Shi Huang was blocked, angry."

Uh ...

Yes, on the screen of the live studio, it says ‘anchor is not at home…’

What I saw in the backstage of Zhang Zhai, was: "Hello, respectful anchor Xiao Taozi, you are suspected of obscenity,‘ love, the live broadcast was ... ”

Zhang Zhangzhai: The mood is a bit complicated ...

The sound that suddenly appeared and disappeared in my mind was a few meanings, and what was the relationship with the live broadcast ...

Mad, I do n’t have a neurosis, just thinking about Zhang Zhai, thinking about philosophical issues in the context of man and the universe, the Big Bang, who am I, who is talking, how am I covered, such a great proposition .

My mind sounded again:

"Ding, your system package has been delivered, please sign for ..."