Chapter 39 Zhang Dong is speechless

Author: Up and down to ask for lock

Chapter 39 Zhang Dong is speechless

"What good thing?"

"Come with me"

Wang Liang took Zhang Dong to the alley next to him and looked around. No one took out the yo-yo that could emit special effects from his pocket.

Seeing that it was a yo-yo, Zhang Dong's face was immediately filled with helplessness.

"What's so good about a broken yo-yo? No one is playing now!"

"Stand firmly, don't fall down"

Wang Liang quickly put the rope on his middle finger and took a trick to sleep.

"I said you are young or not. You are a vegetarian!"

Zhang Dong looked at the silver light that kept spinning around the yo-yo, his eyes instantly glared as big as a cow egg, and his mouth was O-shaped. After several seconds, he stammered: "This. What kind of black technology yo-yo?"

"I'm optimistic, the silver dragon in the sky"

Wang Liang quickly put the rope on another finger and waved to the left. The rotating yo-yo ball folded from below and fell on the rope. At this moment, the index finger of the rope moved inward, making the rope bent, and then quickly moved outward. The rope tightened and the yo-yo ball popped out diagonally.

Repeat this twice.

A silver dragon suddenly appeared above the top of his head.

"Baocao!"

Zhang Dong stared at the big eyes of a cow egg and looked at the silver dragon in the sky. He felt like he was living in a dream. There was only one word in his mind, "What kind of black yo-yo is this horse riding?" At this moment, a TV series I watched when I was a child suddenly popped up.

"Firepower Young King, isn't this the ultimate move among Firepower Young King?"

After displaying the silver dragon in the sky, Wang Liang quickly put the yo-yo in his pocket under Zhang Dong's stupid eyes, and patted it again. While walking out of the alley, he said, "Go and have a meal."

"Wait a minute! Brother Liang, let me have fun"

"Didn't you just say it was childish?"

"Who said that you are naive, I will beat you, hurry up! Let's have fun"

At this time, Zhang Dong seemed to have eaten two pounds of bitter gourd, and even his face was bitter. Until Wang Liang handed him the yo-yo, his face changed drastically, faster than Sichuan Opera. He immediately became happy. He didn't know, but he thought he was marrying a wife today.

Quite a year.

He is also a yo-yo master, such as firepower, silver electricity, photon elf, and fantasy light wheel. I don’t know how much I bought it.

He skillfully put the rope on his middle finger, grabbed the yo-yo, flipped his wrist, and swung it down, and took a sleeping move.

Sleep for a while.

I found something wrong.

What about the silver light around the yo-yo?

Lost?

Going asleep?

I tried to play with the silver dragon in the sky for a few more times, and it was very successful, and my skills remained the same as before. But what about the silver dragons that kept hovering in the sky?

Lost too?

Going asleep too?

He was unwilling to give up. Why did Wang Liang have the special effects in the Firepower Young King when he was playing? He didn't have it. Something must have happened. He put away the yo-yo and took another move to sleep. He waited for a while.

Before the special effects came, the restaurant owner's shouting came.

"Young people, stop playing, the rice is ready."

Wang Liang smiled and repeated, "Don't play, it's time to eat." He took the yo-yo from Zhang Dong, put it on, walked out of the alley with his relatives' unrecognizable steps. Zhang Dong looked at Wang Liang's proud back, swung his fist, and then chased after him, and asked with a bitter face: "Why didn't there any special effects when I was playing?"

"Have you read online novels?"

"Nonsense, who hasn't read an online novel yet? What does this have to do with the novel?"

"Do you know how to recognize your master?"

“What does it mean”

"My yo is not an ordinary yo-yo, it was given to me by an old god."

"Old god?"

While talking, the two had already walked into the restaurant and, under the guidance of the proprietress, sat in the empty seat. At the same time, a small pot with alcohol cubes underneath was brought to the table, and the tender mutton cubes were cooked in the pot.

Wang Liang picked up a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth. It was too hot. He took several breaths of cold air before eating it.

I have to say that the mutton in the northwest is really unique. The meat is delicious and has no mutton smell. People who have never eaten this mutton will never imagine how delicious it is. Only those who have tasted it will know how delicious it is.

Seeing that Wang Liang was eating and didn't say anything, Zhang Dong asked anxiously: "Where did the old god come from? I'm so anxious that I'm so anxious!"

"Don't be impatient, wait for me to talk slowly."

"I went back to my hometown, and then."

Half an hour later, the mutton in the pot was eaten, and Wang Liang finally reached the point, "I was so tired that I took a sniff at home for a while. I never expected that I dreamed of an old white-bearded god. Without saying a word, he handed me a yo-yo. When I woke up, the yo-yo was placed next to the pillow."

Zhang Dong nodded and said helplessly: "Then you just say that you dreamed of an old god. Isn't it enough to give you a yo-yo? What's the use of the bunch in front of you? Why don't you start with Pangu's creation of the world!"

Speaking of this, he paused, his eyes full of wisdom turned, and then said, "No! I dreamed of an old god, and he gave you a yo-yo. Isn't this nonsense?"

Wang Liang finally couldn't help it, and lay on the table and laughed.

The laughter caused people around to turn their heads frequently.

Zhang Dong pursed his lips, spit out a thick breath from his nostrils, and began to bury his head and eat the cold dishes on the plate, muttering to himself: "Wait, when you play games for a while, you will be so cruel that you will cry loudly."

Jisu Internet Cafe, no, it should be called Jisu Internet Cafe now.

This is an Internet cafe that has been open in Jincha City for more than ten years. At the beginning, it was a black Internet cafe, one for five hours, with a big head screen. At that time, Wang Liang was in elementary school and came to visit relatives in the city. He was taken by a big brother to play once.

I played Grand Theft Speed.

When I arrived at junior high school, I came to Jincha City to attend boarding school. The big-head screen had been replaced with LCD screens, and the price had also increased, becoming three.

Students like him come to play and can only sit in the last row, because the Internet cafe has become a "white Internet cafe" at this time.

You must swipe your ID card.

The boss was afraid of being caught, so he just let them sit in the last row and told them that if the inspection came, he would run through the back door immediately.

The computer super card that was last row was not very effective, especially the space bar, which was broken by those who played the dance. However, they were still very happy. At that time, Wang Liang loved to play cross-border yarn.

After school on Friday, I ran all the way to the Speed ​​Internet Cafe and played for an hour.

If you run slowly or are dragged by the teacher, you will definitely lose your machine after you come. You can only stand behind and watch others play and wait for the machine.

Now, Internet cafes have become Internet cafes, and the environment has also improved. There is no need to wait for the machine, but the number of times I come here is pitifully few, and it has been less than five times a year.

It's not as happy as before when I played.

Five yuan per hour, each person paid twenty yuan, got ten yuan in the internet fee, and got two more bottles of sugar-free cola.

Turn on the computer, number up.

Zhang Dong also likes to play crossing yarn, with good skills and belongs to a krypton player. The warehouse is full of magical tools. He can't wait to say: "Come on, 1-frequency room 2, 34, the transport ship is facing snipers, I will make you cry today."

(End of this chapter)
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