One day I sighed that a girl would not appear again after talking in my book friends group for the first time. The ratio of men and women in the group was unbalanced. A fan happened to be bubbling. When he heard this, he asked me mysteriously whether I would go to the group he managed. He revealed that there were many girls inside, which was absolutely fun.

At that time, I was really a shy person. I thought that my novel was still on the new book list. I was not good at speaking and could not speak. If I added it, I would be misunderstood as advertising or poaching. [..com]

I admit that I like to use my personal ideas to figure out other people's thoughts, even if I often think about mistakes.

It's my personal flaw, it means shyness.

So, I joined this group with curiosity and timidity.

When I joined in, I was actually told by the name of the Qi and the Seven. I was surprised by this because I had no memories of them before, and they could actually know the title of my book and me. While they were ignorant, they were really flattered.

At this time, a certain painting also came out to welcome me. I remember that I went to the book review area before, followed the breath of a certain fantasy, and then looked at her small yellow font, and felt a sense of warmth. Wow, Kaka, I admit that I was deliberately playing romance again...

Then I saw Mouxi and listened to them discuss Mouwei. I was a little confused and didn't know which ones were men and which ones were women.

I confessed that I forgot what day I joined this group, and I only remember it was during the new book period, so I just looked at the chat records and it was the night of February 13th, Valentine's Day the next day.

In the early morning of Valentine's Day, a mountain appeared on the stage. When I found me, a newcomer, I welcomed me as soon as possible.

Then a certain mushroom with green font color was bubbled, and she asked me to burst the photos in a scattered way, which scared me.

Fortunately, the embroidery that was added together attracted the attention of the charlatan, and I escaped, thank God.

After staying in it for a few days, I had a little bit of clarification of the relationship between men and women. There were many girls and they all liked to chat. But it seemed that they were all "pairs and pairs". A fan initially said that I wanted me to seize the opportunity, but I talked to a mountain, and he said it was his, and then a fan said that it was mine. I was confused and talked to a building again, and then a fan said that it was his. Of course, a fan would also say that it was mine.

I was nervous and said that I was innocent. Actually, I had a thief heart but no courage, haha...

So they encouraged to say hello to Mouhen, saying that he was a beautiful girl. It was so hard to refuse, so I felt embarrassed to refuse, so I went to say hello to Mouhen, who was bubbling, and found out that he was a man. I was so innocent, so I was really hurt by being deceived so ruthlessly.

Then a certain mountain said that a certain building and she were good lily. Of course, the original words were good friends and a chaotic relationship.

Time passed day by day, and after the initial adaptation period passed, I found this place really interesting. As for where it was interesting, I posted here for a while and didn't know how to tell it, so I won't talk about it.

There were many people in the group at that time, such as a demon in Madrid, a certain blog in Taiwan, a certain fire that was addicted to games, a certain moon who became a wife as soon as he met, etc.

There is also the gentle Bing who has always been gentle, the serious Bing who has written seriously, and the gentle Bing who speaks gently.

You can experience happiness in every day of chatting.

Because a fan said that my "seduction" of a certain mountain would make him "fury", so when I met a certain mountain, I used it tacitly to express his understanding of it. Hey.

This method will be seen through a few times, but so what if you see it through, it is not fun to enjoy it.

Maybe you will think this is a bit naive, it is a bit unworthy to make people know, and there is no need to put it in the relevant work to make up the word count. But I think it is a beautiful memory.

Why is memory? What you lose now is called memory.

Friends on the Internet communicate with chat as a carrier. The daily communication does not stop. Over time, it is basically like talking about anything.

There is no quarrel, only laughter, it's great.

Let’s talk about books, discuss achievements, study the boring things, go to the book review area to check out the points, and you can always feel warmth while typing the boring words.

I still remember a mushroom’s headache about the outline and was struggling for a long time.

I still remember everyone studying which dynasty is popular in male style - I have to say that fujokovic is really good and powerful.

I still remember that a certain Yan opened a post bar, and everyone played post bar games together, and they all played some very pornographic and violent things.

I remember having a private chat with Xiaolou. Regarding the work of the photos, haha, He is a powerful person, I sincerely admire him. He should be the youngest girl in the group, and she also wrote about female romance, which was very pure and ambiguous.

I remember my Xiaolou asked me for a photo of a certain pen. Because the photo of a certain pen was betrayed by a certain pen, it broke in the group. Unfortunately, I used files to clear all the QQ cache and images, so I helped her search for it for a long time, but the one I found was a cracked picture.

I remember opening the space of the building, I remember browsing her Sina Weibo, looking at her real avatar, and smiling with a squinted eyes.

She recorded her work in the space and foreigners, who looked so high-end. She also recorded where she was now, but in fact she was only one hour away from my place...

I remember that I had several private chats with Shan, I remember her many things, I remember her photos, a few years ago, now, her haggardness, her smile, her spoofs, and her life photos.

I remember she often asked me who this is and who is who, would it be very powerful and eat very well? It's really cute!

This guy who likes gossip is also very corrupt. He likes Chinese-style men and women who kiss their mouths, likes red shore flower, and likes beautiful things. Living alone in the same place, his life is not regular, his health is not very good, and he loves insomnia.

I remember she was very tall, maybe even taller than me while standing, I remember she was generous and had a great alcohol tolerance.

I remember a certain mushroom's poisonous tongue, calling me Uncle Chu, like Japanese comics that have never been completed, like Naruto, and like to study covers and pictures of eating. I have high requirements for myself, and probably the same is true for others. I like to write lyrics, and I want to be a man and hesitate a few times.

I remember her past home, her brave change, and her attack power was very high and her debate was very powerful.

I remember that she doesn’t like to shoot photos just like me, I remember that her surname is Cheng, I remember that she owes me a song, and her unique avatar.

I remember that I often hug you in a group and occasionally say some very wise words.

I remember that she was closed because of the update, but she didn't hold on for long to chat.

I remember she also has a mysterious account, I remember her article is very powerful, I remember this is a secret that I can’t tell.

I remember the photo of a certain smoke being exposed. It has dimples and is very powerful. I remember that he often went on blind dates. I remember that he has great eloquence and superb abilities. I remember that he gave me a lot of advice and help. At the same time, I also remember that the help of a certain embroidery, and the photos he showed. I smiled. I remember that his writing style is delicate, and there is a mysterious identity with the same nature as a certain Bing. I remember that he is now married, and I remember that he wants a child. I also remember that a certain fan's age, his self-destructive youth, his precocious maturity, I remember that he has been to many places, I remember that he knows many beauties, and I remember that he also knows many beauties. I also remember that he is also a fanatical age. I also remember that he is a self-deprecating young man. I remember that he is precocious. I remember that he has been to many places. I remember that he knows many beauties. I also remember that he is also a fanatical age. I also remember that he is a self-deprecating young man. I remember that he is precocious. I remember that he has been to many places. I remember that he knows many beauties. I also remember that he is also a fanatical age. I also remember that he is a man of self-deprecating youth. I remember that he is precocious. I remember that he has been to many places. I remember that he knows many beauties. I also remember that he is also a fanatical. I also remember that he is a man of self-deprecating youth. I remember that he is precocious. I remember that he has been to many places. I remember that he knows many beauties. I also remember that he is a fanatical.

He is very enthusiastic, remember that he is the little boss, and also remember that Mouhen's feminine nickname is often misunderstood, remember the festive day he announced that he was going to get engaged, remember that his computer contained a lot of evil, remember that his company's Internet speed is a scumbag, remember that he has not read my novel yet, remember that he said he is not a grammatical one, and also remember that Mouping initially liked to say something that made me tremble, remember that his twin sons, remember that he likes cats, remember that no matter what number he has, his nickname is very feminine. He remembers that his reward style is suddenly surprised every now and then, remember that he said he was reading my book.

A series of trivial fragments flashed at this moment. In fact, if I hadn't thought about them deliberately, I often neglect these details, because there is tomorrow, and tomorrow's tomorrow. So, why bother to recall them?

I remember the well-informed news of a certain industry news he once said, and the news became reality not long after. I remember the beginning of a foreshadowing was the news that became reality.

I remember there was a software called yy. Before entering this group, I said I was really unfamiliar with this thing.

I remember the first time I was summoned into YY by people in the group. I remember my ignorance, and Liu Laolao was visiting the Grand View Garden.

I remember the first time I heard the singing of a certain smoke, which was amazed. Then a certain fan and a certain embroidery all had outstanding singing voices, which made me amazed.

I have also met singing experts in reality, but they all sang naked. I shyly said that I had never played KTV before, so this is the first time I heard a song with accompaniment (only for people I know).

People you don’t know, no matter how well you sing, feel so strange, and don’t have the feeling of admiration.

In reality, I never sing in front of others because I don’t sing well, and because I am not used to it. I have never performed in elementary school, junior high school, high school, and after entering society, I have never seen it. Even for a ridiculous graduation party, I just watched the night of cold eyes, not feeling lively or sad. That is my past in reality, and there is nothing to say.

I remember that I was forcibly carried by them and added time, and everyone was waiting for me. At that moment, I was extremely nervous and even embarrassed. I didn't know how to set up a pop-up player to shirk it off, but I was taught at once.

I looked at the computer and suddenly realized that no one could see me. No one knew who I was. So, why not sing?

So I still remember the first time I started singing, which shocked the audience!

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That is, the accompaniment with the original singer is too loud and the sound of Mai is too small, so no one can hear it.

I sang very hard and nervously at that time. After finishing, I listened to the recording and had nothing.

I am deeply grateful for this, for my duckling voice turned into a floating cloud and passed away with the wind.

Then every time I gathered in yy, I felt novel and fun. Listening to their voices, I really felt so real, as if they were by my side. I felt at ease because I couldn't see each other.

Unfamiliar and familiar, very safe.

I remember that my second brother from a certain mountain was also shocked by the cute voice of a fanatic little beast friend, and the voice of a certain piao piao talking. It was really loving.

Then, then, then...

What I mentioned has begun to become reality. Reality has nothing to do with the simple happiness I described, but it is because of some reasons that the two have to do with one another.

So because the ********* l group became deserted, because everyone changed to another group and changed to n group.

It’s not that N group feels better than L group. On the contrary, in the L group, in addition to familiar people, there are also strangers who have not known them so far. Although there are many members of the group, they still do not feel that they are full and filled.

Group N was originally a group with very few members, so there were basically no dives here, so there was a feeling of fulfillment and lively. Most of them were transferred from group L. The remaining group Dong, Shao and Dao were also familiar with them. When they gathered in a group, they were naturally very lively.

I am familiar with everyone in the n group, and everyone can find topics without strangeness or alienation.

The n group also brought me a lot of happiness. But what this happiness and the l group brought me are two kinds of nuanced feelings. The l group is even more novel because it is from just getting to knowing it and then getting familiar with it.

The two things that impressed me the most were the birthdays of Moudong and Mouxi.

Everyone gathered in yy.

We are all small circles, without the hundreds of people of large yy, and the yy channel is just a little colorful. But isn’t it a big joy to see small circles?

On Moudong's birthday, everyone hung up inside and chatted very early.

Then more and more people were. There were people in the n group, and friends from other groups of Dong, everyone was together, happily sending blessings, and then performing. That night, Dong did not celebrate in reality, and that night, for several hours, they were with us.

The night before Mouxi's birthday, I remember so clearly that when I entered the yy channel, I saw such a big cake symbol on the announcement, next to it was the words "Happy Birthday".

At that time, I happened to learn how to steal other people's yy channel style into my own yy style. I happened to be the yellow horse of that channel again, so after Baidu, I found a picture of the birthday channel style, added it to it, changed the words, and linked it to a certain Xi. At the same time, a certain mountain appeared.

She saw me doing it, and she joined decisively, adding a desirable alpaca mud horse to the channel, and adding some humorous decorations with rotten flavor. Then she founded two channels herself and pulled me in and happily asked if it was good.

I suddenly remembered the wish that a mountain had made again. I was really moved at that time. I was inexplicably moved.

What a happy thing it would be if her wish would be realized in the future one day!

We are all new players, and our method of dressing up yy is also very clumsy and slow. But it is also a very happy thing to complete one thing together.

Time passed quickly, late at night, after two o'clock, after three o'clock, and after four o'clock... I said I'll go to bed first, she said good night, and said she wanted to check out three channels to see if there are any more places to add and modify.

We are all wondering, will Mr. Xi be happy with this simplest preparation later in the middle of the night?

Thinking of this, I laughed.

Then during the day, I hang up when I turn on the computer again and wait until the night.

Mouxi is a college student. He has classes during the day and seems to have something wrong in the dormitory at night. She holds her notebook on her knees and squats on the balcony to listen to others singing. She sings herself, and her voice is sharp and delicate, because it is well adjusted, which is much louder than when I first heard her singing. It is very clear and very nice.

Just be simple and happy, at least, I was very happy at that time.
To be continued...