Otherworldly Architect

Chapter 17 is the strongest than the miserable king

The first year of the eight majors, actually play for 7 minutes.

Zhou Liye looked quietly at the Eight Publicity to send the old professor to work, from get off work.

Every year, he actually only plays for four days, respectively, a certain day of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, and only needs to play the eighth months in the morning.

"Okay!" He sighed, "I also want a dog."

The game is very warm, Zhou Ye felt very happy.

The second year of the eight public.

Spring, eight police station at the entrance of the station, press the point to pick up the owner on time.

"It's good, this game should be a dog simulator." Zhou Li thought.

He is happy too early.

In the summer, the Eight Community hide in the shade of spitting tongue.

The cold water in Zhou Riba is given to it.

In autumn, the old professor did not take newspapers on time.

Falling and colorful, rolling up a lonely.

Eighth road passed the book biller, sitting in front of the station.

"What about your owner?" Zhou Ye touched his own head, and he had a story of this day.

In winter, snowflakes flew, a woman took eight public to the station.

"Eighth, Dad will not come, you don't have to wait." The woman said.

Zhou Liye saw the newspaper on his own booth, and he knew that the old professor had a heart attack, and he was unfortunate in autumn.

"what……"

Zhou Li Ye has sent a voice, then said that if he is a good person, it is really a pity. Fortunately, eight public still take care. "

The third year of Eight Publicity.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is a reincarnation, and Eight Public will come to the station to sit down every day.

It is waiting for someone who will not come back.

Zhou Liye looked at it, just didn't talk, and then looked at it, it was a bit uncomfortable to bite the lips.

Old professor's daughter sometimes comes to bumps, sometimes does not appear.

However, the eight majors are unimpeded every day, they must wait in front of the station.

Maybe it thought that the old professor will come back as a day before, touch its head, take it home.

The snacks in Zhou Riba were feeding to the Eight Public, and then touched the dog's head, said: "Go back, your master ..."

When he said, he didn't know why he suddenly stood, and the sour throat was born, and he said: "Your owner will not come back."

The story of Eight Magnificents, the sixth year, actually playing for 20 minutes.

The old professor's daughter won Zhou Ri Ye: "I am getting married immediately, preparing to move this city with my husband. Thank you for your take care of B8, we will bring it together."

Zhou Li Ye is a little gratified, and I touched the head of Eight Publicity and said: "This way, eight public will not wait here every day, please treat it."

But in the summer, Bagong came back.

The wind is servant, and it is brought by the body. It is back along the railroad track, and then returns to the familiar position.

"You don't come back again! Your owner is dead!"

Zhou Li Ye shouted, it was red, and looked up in the eyebrow bone. It tried to swallow the tears again.

Later, the old professor's daughter went back three times.

Can I still have to come back, even if I still hang a half-cut rope - it is biting the rope, I ran back.

Eight citizen fell on the ground.

Zhou Li Ye took the food and put in front of him.

"You have to take care of yourself ..." Zhou Ri said.

Eight public looked up at him and licked his hand.

This is his first time to say that Zhou Ye has, and the latter is immersed in an instant.

The end of the eighth year.

Zhou Li Ye finally waited for the random item to refresh the store, a collar.

He wants to take the eight public home to take care of it.

But the eight public broke away the rope, and the first time I sent an angry bark on Zhou Ri.

Zhou Li Ye's plan failed, and the eight public never got to be close to him, and he would not eat the food he gave.

Eight public is finally thin, the skin is not very good, completely become a stray dog.

It often squats in front of the station, and staying in a day, stubbornly looking at the direction of the door.

Zhou Li Ye is hurting, and it can't play it over a time.

Put down the headset, he came out from the immersion of the game.

I think it is still live broadcast, and Zhou Rib has adjusted the camera. The eyes said: "Eight public is too good, too stupid ... The old professor died in the place where it could not see, it always thought him I will come back, I have been ... Waiting for ... ... "

When I said, Zhou Ye also couldn't help it, and bowed her eyes with her hand. When the tears fell out.

On the side, he said on the other side: "Everyone ... Be kind ..., your dog! (Nakhon) dog may be a lifetime ... I recognize you a master ... Their world ... really is simple ... and loyalty ... "

He crying, a lot of spectators who have also hitting the army.

[The anchor is not crying, I also want to cry]

[I cry early]

[A little sad]

[Eight public with me home]

[Crying breath is not angry]

[Sleepy under the smoke]

......

After a few minutes.

Zhou Li Ye is so hard to stop tears, rub with the sleeves on the face.

The story of Bagong's story is the twenty year.

In the winter, the snow is very big.

The eight galvan is very old, and it is squatted to his position.

Zhou Li Ye walked over and touched its head, and eight public did not move.

"Old man, it is too cold today, don't wait." Zhou Lihui advised.

Suddenly, he saw that the ears of the Eight Publicity were standing, the tail was shaking.

The dark eyes suddenly be lit again.

Zhou Li Ye looked up and saw a gods of old professors!

At that moment, he was surprised.

But soon, he realized that this is only a similar person, and the old professor has died.

The loss of losses made Zhou Ri Ye's heart, he lowered: "Eighth public, we recognize the wrong person."

However, there was no sound in Bagong, and he was in the snow in the snow.

"Eighth Galasses?" Zhou Li Ye is incredibly shouting, "Don't be ah, you wake up! Tiant is too cold, can't fall asleep!"

Eight public did not answer, its body is slowly cold.

Until the last moment of death, it still believes that the owner will return to his side.

Zhou Lihui is a long time for a long time in the snow.

Suddenly, he wow, crying.

"Hey, ah, ah! Eight public!!!"

Zhou Li Ye fell a precious VR glasses, and he poured on the chair.

"Eight public! Ang!"

He stood up and smashed his face and cried his pig.

"Eight public!"

He cried out a super huge nose, covering half face.

Snapped.

The nose is broken, scared Zhou Ri Ye, then crying.

"what the hell!"

Teacher Zhou was stinking with a face from the bedroom: "Suddenly call such a loud noise?"

"Hey!" Looking at him with his face.

"..." Teacher Zhou was scared.

Zhou Li Ye jumped up and hugged Zhou teacher's waist. She cried like a child. He said: "I love you! You don't go to class! We raise a puppy Just, is the 'eight public' is good? "

"..." Teacher Zhou was forced.

More than 20 years, the last thing is still coming.

Congratulations to Weekly Teacher, "The son cried with the nose to hug" experience card.

......

Due to the short game process and the short time, "Eight's Story" has a large number of customs clearance players in a short time.

Almost everyone has sent messages related to this game from the media.

Some people are still crying, some people are triggered, some people write Changwen Sighs dogs to human loyalty, and some people run back to the accounts below to cry.

[Blueberry Pudding: Ma Ma, this person is a devil! (Figure: a hand pointing to the right) @ : Newly made a small game called "Boss's Story", one hour can pass. The plot is changed according to the real story, I hope everyone likes it. :) (with: Download link)]

[This is this person to do! I am crying a little bit of a big master!

[Help, powder on this architect ... The game is doing so good, the storytelling is also so beautiful, it is really the fairy.

[Special game length of this game is actually 80 minutes, more 20 minutes is used to cry ...]

Also because the volume is small, free, time is short, so this mini-game threshold is extremely low, and even less than "my world."

After it suddenly burst into red since the media, the game's underload began to increase the explosion growth in the form of an index.

There is only a few thousand people when I have just hailed at noon, and it has been more than one million people in the evening.

This year, tap water is the most terrible public relations power. After all, I will buy more money and I can't buy myself. Self-emerged.

"The Story of the Eight Magong" has a very thin but very touching story core, and the player is going to make a self-sounding emotion when the player is rising.

So this game has a natural public opinion advantage, and everyone will not hold back.

Can touch the most soft place in the heart, the word of mouth is naturally low.

At night, the story label of the Eight Publicity has already been hot.

And followed, it is also a relevant label called the strongest than the miserable king.

Ming said: "?"

I will know that I will know that this label is the expression of people crying in the sun.

More miserable than who cries!

There will be such a strange game, the beginning is because Zhou Ye's grout is cut into animation, widely spread.

Correct!

That is the nose!

Also equipped with text: [Baby cry is very mulberry!

It is said that it is too smile at once, this child is too fun.

It turns out that when people are crying, it is impossible to manage expression.

Some people cried their nose, some people can completely twice, and people are full of red, really can't breathe with a baby.

There are also people who cry and cry, and a large water stain in the chest, with a bottle of water.

It is not necessary to talk about a toilet paper.

There is also a family to see the child to play games, and the last family is crying. The strongest father is also infected with emotions, red red, standing in the corner smoking.

Digital color, five flowers.

It is said that you can cry for one night.

Then looked at the horror, he exposed a kind smile.

:)