MTL - Dreadful Radio Game-v3 Chapter 1022 Festival!
The shades of the cafe are burgundy, and few cafes are decorated in this shade.
When Su Bai opened the door and walked in, he felt that there was some accident. Hills seemed to be familiar with the road. Before that, Su Bai did not expect to be an Englishman. Hills had so many friends in China. Or call there are so many friendships.
"The train falls on the side of the cliff, but we don't need to worry, let the big guys go to explore the road first, there is always time for a cup of coffee." Hills snapped his fingers and dyed it. The female boss of the red shawl hair came over with the menu and communicated with Hills in English.
The relationship between the two is superficial, and even a negative distance contact may have occurred.
This is a famous mountainous area in Guizhou. The train that fell yesterday is in this area. Of course, the train does not have any impact on the lives of ordinary people. Su Bai believes that even if the train collapses half of the cafe, this one The female boss will continue to open the door to do business the next day, just like no one else.
Broadcasting is very successful in this respect. For ordinary people, what you can see is only what the broadcast allows you to see. What you can know is that the broadcast allows you to know. It is like a wall surrounded by people. In it.
That is, only the audience is a heterogeneous group because they can.........over the wall.
The female boss went down to prepare the coffee, and the tenderness in the eyes could not be covered.
When Hills saw Su Bai and looked at his eyes, he shrugged.
"I don't know why you are so surprised to me that I like women? Su, you are clear, you are sex, but I am a normal man, I have my basic needs."
"I didn't say anything." Su Bai took a sip of water.
“She used to study in the UK before, and I was obsessed with Chinese culture before I became an audience. Then I met her. My relationship with her is like the Titanic.”
Hills did not further tell the meaning of his love story, and Su Bai was not interested in listening to the story.
Yesterday, the train fell, and the Buddha and the monk still need to continue to float in Huangquan. The monk is going back to the small temple to continue to stare at the Sanqing statue. The little guy is brought back by the fat man. There is also auspicious and wishful. .
After a short while, the coffee was sent up, but the coffee in front of Su Bai was a thick blood color.
If it is not a scent, Su Bai will mistakenly think that the other person has brought a cup of plasma to himself.
"I specifically asked her to make up, flame red lips, I think you should like it." Hills looked at Su Bai with his hands on his chin. "Of course, her coffee can get a taste of a noble blood." It is her pleasure and this coffee."
"I don't drink blood, it's been a long time." Su Bai took the cup and took a sip. The entrance was silky and the fragrance of the rose was not too greasy. "Not bad."
"Blood people drink blood, not just to survive, just like ordinary people to eat, not only has the meaning of living, but it carries more and more." Hills gave a few pieces of sugar to his coffee. "Su, I have been thinking about one thing since yesterday."
"I am not interested in listening to your heart, you can say the result directly."
"You are not a good listener." Hills set his hand. "I decided to change my way of scrutiny. This will delay the date of my sermon, but I think that will make me stronger in the future."
"Congratulations."
"I still have to thank you."
"I am so embarrassed, after all, I have used your source." Su Bai is really sincere. After all, although the source is made by fat people, it almost destroyed the entire Western testimony.
"Actually, at our level, it seems that many things every day have become a philosophical problem." Hills leaned his back on the sofa. "This is really interesting. After each tombstone that died to listen to the audience." You can add a label to the 'human great thinker philosopher educator'."
The afternoon sun in the winter brought a kind of dampness and coldness. It was not very pleasant. The two talked without a word, drinking coffee, sitting here, this is a way to pass the time.
As soon as it was near two o'clock, a figure familiar to Su Bai appeared outside the window.
In other words, instead of Su Bai and Hills waiting for him, he found Su Bai and Hills.
The dress style of the other party looks a bit old. The black down jacket and the velvet jeans are not like the free and easy style that he always likes. It looks like an ordinary person coming home from work, even the look is exactly the same.
Hills also saw the other side. At their level, the next step was to prove, so there was no such sincerity to the big man, and Hills directly smiled:
"Su, your big bang in the east seems to be more than one......... ordinary? In Chinese, it seems to be called ‘grounding gas’.”
"Well, it's a new trend."
Su Bai felt that it was probably the influence of the old wealthy on Yan Huihong, which led to some changes in the mood of Yan Huihong, which was no longer so unconstrained and began to move toward a return to the truth.
Yan Huihong walked in and sat down at the side of Su Bai, watching Su Bai, laughing and laughing, a rough man suddenly smiled at you, anyone who would immediately start a goose bump.
"You don't go there to see, how can you still have coffee and coffee?" Su Bai saw Yan Huihong rudely asked the "flame red lips" in front of him to drink and asked some incomprehensible.
Of course, the incomprehensibility here is not true. After all, the reason why Su Bai and Hills went early and then went to a specific location instead of drinking coffee here was because of fear of an accident.
After all, everyone knows that the train is probably the one that broadcasts the remnants of the big shacks there, and there are accidents in the middle of the trip. God knows that the Qin soldiers will ride directly on this place. Come back with the train and come back with a big counterattack?
At this time, it is very likely that whoever rushed ahead will die first.
As for the inheritance and instruments of Daxie, for the current Su Bai and Hills, the attraction is really not so big, unlike the coveted people before and when they were seniors.
"Wait for people to come together." Yan Huihong does not have the slightest shelf, and his relationship with Su Bai is very good, the original two people will know, but also a certain degree of spleen and gas, coupled with the reasons of old wealth, so although Not much, but at least it can be treated as a friend.
Hills reminded the female boss to have another cup of coffee.
"The big sister is also afraid." Then, Hills issued his own mockery.
Yan Huihong did not have the slightest anger, but responded calmly:
"The train may be a big corpse."
In that world, Daxie has been equated with cannon fodder for a long time, and this group of people originally felt that their dawn was coming, and the result was turned into cannon fodder.
Therefore, it is human nature for Liang Bo’s unwillingness to go to that world. Even before, in order not to go to the high-level audience, he did a good job of suppressing his own realm.
People are embarrassed, but they can understand it and see it.
Now it seems that the people who had jokeed at him, the graves, should sprout.
"Is it all dead?" Su Bai immediately said, "Yes, if you are still alive, it should have come out now."
The train fell into the cliff and it was silent. If the big cockroach returned is still alive, why don't they come out?
“Is it difficult to be broadcast into the story world?” Hills guessed. “Go straight into the story world and fix the injury.”
Yan Huihong shook his head. "Broadcasting even if you want to help them recover in this way, it is impossible to pull them into the story world before we see them."
Hills and Su Bai looked at each other. Obviously, Yan Huihong, who is a big man, is already qualified to get in touch with something. For example, before Su Bai and Hills were very concerned, why did the gangs sent out? The other world will continue to be controlled and threatened by the broadcast, forcing them to take the initiative to become cannon fodder.
"A world plane is very different from a world plane. It has its own autonomy and exclusivity. Just like an internal circulation system, it instinctively resists external factors that affect its own cycle.
Therefore, although the broadcast is sent by train to the public, in the middle of the broadcast, the broadcast will be baptized by Daxie, without changing their strength and any other place. The only thing that needs to be left is the life of Dagu. The same thing as cards.
This can be understood as a snakehead and a smuggler. The snakeheads plucked their identity documents and extorted them to threaten the smugglers. Once the smugglers did not comply, the snakehead could completely remove the identity of the person and the stowaway would be repatriated.
I don't know the specific way the broadcast does this, but the principle should be similar.
But once the audience is revoked of 'identity', they will immediately suffer the rejection of that world plane.
The whole world rejects you, and you will be crushed and annihilated in an instant, because you are strong enough to resist a world.
This is the means by which the broadcast drove the world’s amnesty to continue his life. Of course, after the people returned, their identity must also be recertified.
This is a broadcast-based operating rule. At least the audience should stand in front of those who come back, and then broadcast the information through the eyes and ears of the audience and other channels to confirm the identity of the big man. Registered, then broadcast to pull it into the world of stories.
Just like the **** body of the year. ”
At this time, a blue light floated into the cafe and spread out as a barrier. The figure of Liang Bo appeared inside:
"You all call me one by one, don't bother?"
In the picture, the boss of Liang is wearing an apron like cooking in the kitchen, which is very impatient.
Yan Huihong took a deep breath, although Liang Bo is very unconstrained, but Yan Huihong still shows his respect:
"Liang brother, it should be known, this train........."
"I don't have time to take care of any trains and trains. I am preparing dinner. Tonight's holiday is the last time in this life."
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PS: Write to friends who read this book in the future. When the dragon wrote this chapter, it was November 10.
