The two of them were full of energy and walked on the street with their heads shaking their heads, feeling like they were the king of heaven.

Those who have finished the fight, especially those who win, will have a very inflated mentality for a while, and will think that God is the eldest and the second.

Chen Dingyuan and Liu Wenqin now have that smell, and they even consider whether to buy a box of cigarettes to hold it in the mouth.

Fortunately, they still knew that they were not influenced by the impulse in their minds.

Chen Dingyuan handed Liu Wenqin a bottle of Coke and asked again, "I'm really not hurt, don't delay the trial next Friday!"

Next Friday is December 24th, yes, it is the trial match made by Liu Wenqin in the original work.

It was also this day that the conflict between Liu Wenqin and An Ran was completely aroused, and Liu Wenqin also dropped out of school because the old man was seriously ill and failed in the selection competition.

Liu Wenqin shook his head, "It's really okay, I just got a few punches and I can get well in two days."

Liu Wenqin's words didn't seem to be forced, but he always felt a little absent-minded.

Chen Dingyuan didn't take the initiative to ask, if others were willing to share some things, he would naturally say them.

In the end, Liu Wenqin returned home in a mess, trying to resist everything on his shoulders, but this was in line with his style.

Chen Dingyuan didn't say anything. The road was chosen by himself. Even if he was a time traveler, he could only help him improve his abilities, and could not arrange everything for others.

After that, there was no sudden turmoil, and Chen Dingyuan also entered the mall with the spoils he had just made.

The violent movement just now broke his No. 3 cotton jacket, so he naturally had to buy one again.

But this time he didn't plan to buy a cotton jacket, but a down jacket.

Although the price of down jackets is relatively more expensive, they can't stand it warm, comfortable and lightweight.

He was not worried about buying clothes, and he chose it in a while. So when he came out of the mall, his whole body had all his clothes and pants changed into new ones!

In fact, his original intention was to buy only one down jacket, but after changing the jacket, the old pants and shoes felt that they couldn't match them.

I simply made up my mind and spent all the more than a thousand yuan, and replaced all the clothes inside and out.

Buddha relies on gold clothes, and people rely on clothes.

After changing into this fashionable outfit, Chen Dingyuan's temperament and charm rose to a higher level, and the eyes of passers-by frequently fell on him.

After looking at the time, I continued to go to the Internet cafe to code according to the plan!

Walking into the warm Internet cafe, I said hello to the little girl at the front desk, and asked her to turn on a machine for herself.

The first thing I do after turning on the computer is to see if my email has responded, but it is obvious that there is still no publisher to reply to me.

The loss in his heart was fleeting, and he immediately opened the penguin to see if there was any news. This was a habit he developed in his previous life.

Penguin now has two friends, one is a big mouth and the other is a netizen Yaoyao whom he doesn't know.

Big Mouth didn't send any news, after all, the two big men wouldn't communicate on the penguin if they had something to do.

Instead, this person named Yaoyao sent me a sentence, "Hello, I am Yaoyao."

Chen Dingyuan twitched his mouth. Is this the most commonly used way of greeting in this era? It's a bit... weird.

However, he followed the local customs and typed a line of words, "Hello, my name is Yipeng."

Netizens nowadays do not have the habit of making real names, including many people in later generations.

Chen Dingyuan waited for a minute or two, and saw that there was no reply, he let the Penguin run in the background, and opened his email address and continued to write.

He no longer pursues speed by typing, but instead typed out his thoughts at a constant speed that was neither fast nor slow.

The earplugs on his head were filled with light and pure music, helping him create a good typing atmosphere.

Two hours later, Chen Dingyuan rubbed his swollen eyes, and the seven thousand words were just written.

I got up and went to the toilet to solve the three urgent problems. I saw that it was already five o'clock, so I didn't plan to continue coding.

Just as we were about to withdraw, the penguin made a "Didi" sound.

Yaoyao: "Where are you from? I am from Chongqing (smile)"

Chen Dingyuan replied quickly: "I am from Chongqing too."

Within a minute, the netizen replied again.

Yaoyao: "What a coincidence, what are you doing?"

Chen Dingyuan: "Writer!"

Yaoyao: "Writer? Is it so literary? What are you writing..."

The two of them chatted without any nutrition, and Chen Dingyuan did not reveal any information about himself, so he created the image of a writer who did not care about life.

As for Yaoyao, the image she wanted to reveal was the kind of social girl who was more mixed.

Chen Dingyuan didn't care whether what he said was true, he just made fun of it.

Finally, he (she) said, "I'm going to deal with others, and I'll talk next time." It ended.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, he saw that it was almost enough, so he decisively got off the plane and went out for dinner.

In the middle of winter, it’s like eating something hot and hot, Chen Dingyuan decisively chose Chongqing hot pot.

After another meal, Chen Dingyuan took a walk outside for two rounds of digestive food before continuing to return to the Internet cafe.

I continued to look at my email address, but still had no reply, and I seemed to have lost the motivation to code for a while.

He didn't force himself to open the game and started playing. He didn't notice that the little girl he had met before looked at him and went out immediately.

Jin Hao was smoking a cigarette and was smoking a mist. He looked very arrogant, and there were three people following him.

Seeing Min Yao running out, she let out a sip of cigarette and asked, "Cousin, is that guy who bullies you inside?"

Min Yao nodded, "Inside, cousin, please go in and help me scare him!"

After saying that, Min Yao hesitated and added, "But don't do it, I just scare him and don't make a big deal..."

Jin Hao waved his hand and said nothing, and walked inside as he greeted his friends. Min Yao hurriedly led the way in front.

Walking behind Chen Dingyuan, Min Yao pointed at his position and signaled that the target was here.

Jin Hao's heart was shocked. Why did this person look so familiar?

Chen Dingyuan, who was playing the game, also felt something was wrong. He looked back and saw that Jin Hao and the three of them were going to hit him?

As soon as Chen Dingyuan's face was revealed, Jin Hao immediately recognized it. He wanted to turn around and run away, but he didn't dare to leave his cousin here.

Chen Dingyuan sneered and took off his headphones, and said in a teasing manner, "Jin Hao, are you here to take revenge on me!"

Hey!

Today's fourth-level street fight has already made him taste the sweetness, and he really doesn't take Jin Hao seriously!

Jin Hao barely put on a flattering smile, "Brother! Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings!"

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Chapter completed!