Seeing this, Zhao sanpang was not in a hurry. He stood straight and carried his hands behind his back: "harm, suddenly thirsty."

Feng Nai was not wordy. He got up and went to the bar. A bottle of bubble water was handed over. His voice was faint: "I've seen the game that year. Fat God is no better than Qin God, but the degree of thoughtfulness is different."

You can hear two meanings from both sides.

Zhao sanpang likes to listen to the front: "do you think Qin Xinji won by means? Have an eye! "

Smell speech, pushing the thin little devil passing by the dinner car, shook his little head, and then straightened the little cook's hat. There was nothing to say.

Zhao sanpang over there has begun to confide in Feng Nai. Qin Mo will be mentioned in two of the three sentences.

Fengnai reminded him, "you just said that when Mobei was a child."

Zhao sanpang said, "boy, what's your hurry? Can't you say it from beginning to end? Well, you fat man, I think you have a good attitude. I'll tell you secretly. "

Fengnai sat there, seemingly careless, but his body turned to this side.

Zhao sanpang smiled and looked far: "you should know that when he was a professional with small facial paralysis, he was not an adult. At that time, she was small, she was also very, and she liked to wear a baseball cap. She was so small that she followed behind us. She didn't talk much and had no expression on her face. She looked like a stupid child. "

"Stay?" Feng Nai looked at the figure who couldn't cover up even if he was wearing headphones, and accidentally picked his eyebrow.

Zhao sanpang also looked at the past: "yes, dull. She looked like a child. In fact, at that time, she was a child. She was so old. She played games regardless of where there was an economy and where the military line was. As long as she won, she ignored others. It was like she had a small world."

"Finally, she was complained by her teammates and friends, and the official emails were sent to her master. The reason was that because the player's playing method was special and exceeded the system detection, she was asked to play another way."

"At the beginning, she was granted the title. Xiaomian paralysis didn't think so. Later, in which district she went, there would be supervisors to guard the current round of ranking. Xiaomian paralysis was finally estimated to be free. She lost two to her master and two to Qin Xinji to prove that she wasn't hanging up."

"It's really interesting."

Zhao sanpang took a sip here.

"At that time, the whole base was bustling. She often wrote letters when she was blocked. She wrote letters and sent them by mail."

Feng Nai's side eyes: "write a letter?"

"That's right." Zhao sanpang suddenly got excited: "actually, to tell you the truth, my nephew, Lin Feng and I always think that small facial paralysis should be a childhood sweetheart. You have many hearts and eyes. You help analyze and analyze. You look like a small facial paralysis child who has only learning and games in his eyes and few expressions. How can he have the patience to write a letter and write it very seriously? He said it was for his rural friends, Isn't it amazing? "

Feng Nai slowly narrowed his eyes, but there was nothing on his face. A handsome face was still stained with evil spirit: "it's just a passer-by who plays. How can he be said to be a childhood sweetheart by the fat God?"

"Passers-by?" The soul of Zhao sanpang's gossip never dies: "will passers-by have such treatment? Write a letter by hand. Each letter is waiting for the courier to receive it. Seriously, and she is such a small partner. Her feelings must be different! "