Chapter 8 On the Cultivation of Game Boys

Li Menglong mainly reads books to pass the time, but like many young people with dreams, who would like to read books if they have a game console.

So the low-slung bedside managed to lay its head on its head. Fortunately, Li Menglong was not short-sighted. Li Shunkui was holding a psp handheld with a pitifully small screen, but even listening to the monotonous electronically synthesized music was much more interesting. Li Menglong has sufficient curiosity about all new things.

"Are you hungry?"

"Are you cold?"

"Do you want to sleep?"

"Would you lend it to me to play?"

Seeing that Li Menglong's face gradually turned livid from eagerness at the beginning, and now she is a little upset, Li Shunkui has achieved her goal. To be honest, the attraction of game consoles to her is not as good as teasing Li Menglong, and playing outside the bed The game is also really cold.

"I'm in a good mood, remember to cook me something delicious tonight." After speaking, she threw the psp to Li Menglong, seeing the cautious look of the other party as if she had found a treasure, for some reason, she seemed to like the ecstasy when she was just reading a book Li Menglong.

Shaking away his restless thoughts, Li Shunkui heard the familiar game sound that accompanied him to sleep, and soon fell asleep again, but the sound seemed a little wrong.

"Diudiu, ah—"

"Boom, boom, ah—"

"Ah-ah-ah-"

As a ruthless person with a metal slug who passed the level with one life, she really couldn't bear the sound of such frequent deaths, but Li Menglong seemed to be addicted, so he took off his coat and stared at the screen hard, as if this technology It seems to be able to improve.

Endured and endured, but it was as if someone was provoking you in your ear with the way you are best at. Li Shunkui, who couldn't bear it anymore, yelled directly: "Can you live a little longer?"

"I think so too?" Li Menglong didn't know how long it had been since he felt so depressed. His hands seemed to be unable to control these few simple buttons. He clearly saw the bullets coming, but his characters were like The Death Squad usually rushed up directly.

Slowly Li Menglong moved to the head of the bed, and Li Shunkui raised the pillow so that he could see the small screen, so the half-asleep and half-awake Li Shunkui pointed at Li Menglong one after another, but the mud could not support the wall All general principles.

When Li Shunkui was completely shaken awake, Li Menglong's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth as if he wanted to eat people, and looked at her with some demons.

This time Li Shunkui was not afraid, because she was so familiar with this expression. It was clearly the expression she had when she was stuck at a certain level when she was playing games all night. The feelings of comrades-in-arms.

Especially compared with my sisters, I have trained them one by one for so many years, but they are all meat buns and dogs, and even gave Xiaoxian a game console as a birthday gift for 3 years, I guess they are still eating ashes in some corner Well, how can he give face like Li Menglong now.

It must not hit any boy who loves games, no, it is the heart of the uncle. Li Shunkui took the game console with the sacred heart of teaching and educating people, and at the same time patted the side of the bed, indicating that he can sit down.

Just looking at the reminder inside, Li Shunkui's mind was a little shaken. He didn't know whether Li Menglong could be saved. He and Xiaoxian were two extremes.

I saw that the game Metal Slug reminded me that this is your last life, but this game clearly has unlimited lives, so she was not in a hurry and asked instead: "How many times have you died?" ah?"

"Hiss—" Li Menglong was asked this question, his eyes were red, and every time he was resurrected, he was like an attacker with a bomb on his back, and he rushed directly to the soldier just now, and it was often the result of both. In other words, one life can only kill one minion.

"Probably, maybe a thousand times?" Li Menglong replied uncertainly, looking at the other party's disbelieving eyes, he could only add: "Up to a thousand more times!"

"Hey, you still have a long way to go." After finishing speaking, she ignored him, but held up her game console cherishingly, took a deep breath solemnly like a pilgrimage, and then started her crazy performance .

On the other hand, Li Menglong played the role responsible for making Li Shunkui happy, although he was unintentional: "Wow, can you change bullets here? Can you turn around here? Can an elephant ride?"

Short hair and short knowledge, the main reason is that Li, who is full of curiosity about the game, got lost: "Hit him, hit him! Get on the tank, yes, jump! Handjob, handjob..."

Li Menglong's fuss and dedication made Li Shunkui very satisfied, and he planned to be a new game anchor, but after thinking about Li Menglong's skills, there are not many Xiaobai who are so poor and full of curiosity about games, so he gathered his thoughts.

It took nearly an hour for Li Shunkui, who had one life, to pass the level gorgeously. After 300 rounds of the final battle with aliens, she felt a serious sense of detachment like countless Internet addicted teenagers, not to mention that she had just recovered from a serious illness. .

Enduring the dizziness in his mind, Li Shunkui stared at Li Menglong who was holding the game console and continued to fight. The frequency of the "ahhhhhhhhhhh" sound of death came from inside, but it was still far away from her.

"Hey, I don't know your name yet?" Li Shunkui asked in a muffled voice.

"Li Menglong." He is ready to answer every question now, who will be short-handed: "I get it myself, it sounds good."

"Menglong? What about your Chunxiang?"

Li Menglong put down the handheld reluctantly, mainly because the battery had disappeared at the end. He wiped it vigorously on the hem of his clothes, and put it on the bedside reluctantly: "Have you watched this TV series too? It's very good, right?" ?”

"Tch, who hasn't read it, this story is Romeo and Juliet in Korea, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in China, what was your original name." Li Shunkui, who was underestimated by the other party, said dissatisfied.

"forget."

"Do you think I look like a fool?"

"I really forgot, I lost my memory. It started about half a year ago, and I can't remember many things." Li Menglong pointed to his head and said seriously, it seemed that this was the first time he told a stranger about this matter, and he felt so sad. I feel a lot more comfortable.

Realizing that the other party was not joking, Li Shunkui restrained his teasing expression, thinking that one day he would forget his family, his Girls' Generation, forgetting...it is really a terrible situation.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Also, thank you." Li Shunkui said very sincerely.

I'm not used to showing pitiful expressions to myself. Although I have lost a lot of memories, and because I don't have an ID card, I can't even do a lot of serious work, but Li Menglong feels that life is very fulfilling and very happy.

So he quickly changed the subject and asked casually, "Want to thank me? Then introduce me to the girl in your phone. What's her name?"

Li Shunkui was a little dazed, thinking about the picture in his hand, but then realized that the screensaver seemed to be a photo of himself, and couldn't help but look at Li Menglong sadly, his memory of molesting girls hadn't disappeared, but he didn't bother to expose him , After all, he is flattering himself.