Break through the steam game library

Not only is the general public busy for their lives, but also groups with high social credit are also busy for their lives. They need high-intensity studies to retain their social credit ratings, and they often work harder than the bottom.

There are no easy times in adult life.

Entertainment is for those who are self-defeating, numb, decadent, and unpretentious.

Zhou Ping feels that they just don't love enough, and they need to love them sincerely to stay happy. Whatever gets tired or whatsoever is an excuse. If you can't pursue happiness sincerely, you don't deserve to have happiness.

Zhang Yingxuan asked him, why do you like games?That's all fake.

Zhou Ping felt that his personality had been insulted at this moment, but he didn't want to slander his friend, so he was just silent.

Then, the youth mode was updated, and the loopholes in the simulation cabin were patched. In the years before the college entrance examination, Zhou Ping could no longer play simulation games.

That day, he sadly said that his youth was over.

Sure enough, his grades declined, so he called, when everyone recovered, he had been removed from the top class and went to the next elite class.

Seeing that the high school entrance examination was approaching, Zhang Yingxuan went to persuade Zhou Ping.

"Damn it, study, it will be too late if you don't study!"

"I'm tired, I'm tired." Zhou Ping was lying on the sofa in the living room.

"Now you don't read books, don't do homework, don't you have to play games, you sleep all day long, can you fall asleep?"

Zhou Ping yawned, "Of course I can, I will show you one?"

Zhang Yingxuan covered his face, panted deeply, and adjusted his mentality. He rubbed his hands together and made a sincere expression, "Brother, I beg you, learn something. If you can't even pass the undergraduate entrance exam in the future, you can just take the test. It’s difficult. Your social trust is not high and you can’t play games. Now for a while, no one will stop you when you want to play games and go to college."

Zhou Ping and him looked at each other for a long while.

Sneered.

"No energy."

Chapter 502 Rescue Zhou Ping

Forty-eight apartments, 612 bedrooms, the number of night talks.

Location: Zhang Yingxuan's bedroom.

Time: After the lights are turned off.

Tools: a small night light, some snacks and drinks.

Everyone ate and drank and lay side by side on the bed. The night light on the desk cast a beam of warm orange light onto the ceiling, laying some dim soft light on the dark interior.

Zhang Yingxuan, who was depressed, said about Zhou Ping's recent situation, and everyone was speechless.

The Zou family smacked, "What about it!"

Wei Changjun hit the nail on the head, "He is relieved, he is probably doubting life now."

Lu Zhengkang: "..."

Zhang Yingxuan sighed, "This kid, who used to be a vigorous person, is now half-dead, and it hurts to look at it."

Zou Jiaqi hummed, "Isn't it, he is the one who likes to quarrel with the teacher in class."

Wei Changjun: "He is considered useless."

Everyone nodded, there was nothing to say.

Lu Zhengkang took out his mobile phone to check the alarm clock. Su Xiangli set him a new alarm one minute ago, and the time was set two minutes later.

He smiled, got off the bed, walked to the corner of the bedroom by the window and paced back and forth. The friends were still immersed in the sadness of a rabbit and fox. He gently turned on the alarm clock and checked the recording.

Put the speaker to your ear and turn down the volume, like Su Xiangli whispering in his ear: "I will be back in two days, do you miss me?"

Lu Zhengkang was silly for a while, and sent an alarm clock to record it, "Of course, the exam is the day after tomorrow, so you must cheer, don't be nervous."

He spoke softly here, sweet and greasy, and the three bad roommates imitated him in a weird manner behind him."It must, come on, oh~"

"Hehehe..." ×3

Lu Zhengkang turned his head and glared at them, gestured a closed mouth, and turned back to continue recording.

"Oh!" I don't know who sighed first, and everyone sighed.

Zhang Yingxuan asked in extreme bewilderment: "You said, is the game really so important?"

During his busy schedule, Lu Zhengkang came over and agreed: "Of course it is important!"

The big family stared at Classmate Xiaolu with contempt, "You don't usually play games, and you have no right to speak. Get out!"

Lu Zhengkang wanted to argue as soon as he touched his neck, but he thought about it, as if he hadn't played any good games in his life. Alas, the youth mode is the root of all evil, and it killed a senior player's game dream.

Suddenly, Zhang Yingxuan sat up and pulled off the air conditioner. Xiaohua and gastrointestinal bacteria hurriedly fished the quilt into his arms, covering their sexy shirtless bodies, screaming and asking what he was sending. nerve.

"No! I can't watch my good brother just wait to die, I must save him." Zhang Yingxuan's tone was firm.

Zou Jiaqi poured cold water, "Come on, he doesn't want to learn it himself, you care about him so much, don't be ruined by him then, the grades will follow."

Wei Changjun also echoed: "Yes, Zhou Ping, it's not easy to say, he is inferior and stubborn, he always loves to fight for face, if you directly tell him to help, people think you look down on him."

Zhang Yingxuan and Zhou Ping have known each other for so long, how could they not understand his personality? The roommates are right, they are all young people, and no one wants to admit that they are shorter than others. How can you directly say to Zhou Ping that you are too food, I teach you.It has to be tactful to stimulate his heart again.

Or, simple and rude?

"My dear brothers, it's time to use our ingenuity!" Zhang Yingxuan screamed from the sky.

Save the student scum Zhou Ping plan, start action!

...

The blackboard in the study room shows a big line of red letters: "There are 51 days left before the entrance examination."

The F4 combination of 612 men's bed in the 48th apartment surrounded Zhou Ping, a tragic school scum. He is now the intersection of the cross, the dead man of Go. Now he is not only a male on the left and right, but also flanked by the front and back.

Zhou Ping was restless and didn't dare to walk around in the study room, so he lowered his voice to Zhang Yingxuan's ear and asked, "What is this for?"

Zhang Yingxuan snorted, "Learn, learn for us, we look at you, let you see what is campus bullying if you don't learn."

The four heavenly kings in the top class one of the junior high school of Ninghu Middle School sneered, and the hardworking little cuties in the study room shrank their necks.

"It's cold." A scumbag struggling on the pass line didn't dare to talk, only shivering.

"What a murderous spirit!" This is a partial college student, holding one or two proud subjects is also considered to be outstanding, but he still has to be in front of the real Xueba.