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Chapter 145 Why Did Class Nine Start? ! 【Subscribe】

"winner!~"

Looking at the word Victory on the screen, listening to the electronic sound.

Wang Bo sighed a little bored.

My favorite moba game in the past, but recently I feel like it's just too chewy.

In other words, from the beginning of the holiday, I felt like chewing wax.

He didn't know the specific reason, but he simply felt that the game seemed to have lost its former charm.

Don't let yourself get any happiness at all, or in other words, this happiness is short-lived.

There is no sense of hierarchy.

During the play, I can still feel a little joy.

But whenever the game is over, only emptiness is ushered in.

This has never happened before
'Am I electronically weak? '

At this moment, Wang Bo inexplicably thought of this hot word that appeared on the Internet recently.

This term is used to describe the situation of those uncles in the 80s and 90s who love games but are unable to continue playing.

The reason is that they are not in the mood or able to immerse themselves in a game because of the complicated daily chores.

It's the same as when it's time to pay the public grain but can't stand it.

Whoever coined this term is a genius!
Wang Bo still thought so
But now, how did this situation happen to me?
I am only 17 today!How can you be weak!

At this moment, Wang Bo was inexplicably agitated.

"Hey, hey, talk to me."

"Dude, you just said that the jungler was awesome, right?!"

"One person chasing two players is like a professional player!"

At this time, his friend's voice came from the headset.

This guy is not a classmate of Class Nine, but a friend of mine from when he was in junior high school.

Because he has the same ideals and hobbies as himself, Wang Bo still has contact with him.

But now, Wang Bo suddenly felt that this hobby seemed to have dissipated.

"Hey, hello? Did you hear that?"

"Damn? Are you disconnected? Or is it disconnected from me?"

The urging voice came from the headset again.

Wang Bo replied weakly: "It's not broken, I can hear it, what are you shouting about, it's annoying."

"Tsk, this is sour, I'm the MVP of the top, why don't you like it?" The voice in the headset came out again: "Come on, get ready, the next one, while I still feel it, I will take you Go to Oita!"

Hearing that, Wang Bo moved to the preparation, but after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't click on it: "Oh, forget it, I'm not in the mood to play, you can play by yourself."

"Damn it? Why? We've only played two rounds now, right? Don't we usually start with ten rounds? What's the matter today?" the earphone asked in confusion.

"It's boring." Wang Bo replied briefly.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed: "Fuck?! You think the game is boring?!"

"Remember our original dream?"

"We are men who want to become professional gamers?!"

"Now you tell me it's boring?!"

"No, Wang Bo~"

There was a little disappointment in the other party's tone.

Wang Bo was unmoved: "I suddenly felt, can we really become a professional playing games?"

"It's still a silver cabbage dog."

"What's wrong with saying that talent is not strong, and when it comes to mentality, it's easy to get ahead. We don't seem to be aiming at career."

"Don't lie to yourself brother, we are just tired of studying and looking for an excuse to play games."

Wang Bo sighed heavily, thinking of Li Cheng inexplicably.

This guy has now persuaded his parents to take advantage of this holiday to try out various cooking at home, and he heard that he signed up for a class outside and started learning cooking systematically.

Although I heard that it was quite tiring, the grandson always said it to himself with a smile!
It makes me a little envious now.

Maybe it's time for me to find something I really like, but how can I find this kind of thing?

Teacher Ren said that the exploration of talents requires sufficient vision.

But now can I really break away from my current field of vision to find a new direction?
Wang Bo was a little uncertain.

But at this time, a voice came from the opposite side again: "Don't talk about these things. Anyway, I have recognized this direction. Does it matter if he is for fun or for something else?"

"It's over, what are you thinking about so much?"

"Like that four-panel cartoon of the pigeon, and finally have to go to the pier to order chips?"

"No matter how much you think about it, is there any use for P?!"

"But the problem is, the more you work in the wrong direction, the more desperate you become. Didn't you think that the pigeon would be caught by someone when it arrived at the pier and made into a roasted pigeon?" Wang Bo replied.

"Even if you are lucky enough not to be caught, so what?"

"Go to the pier for the rest of my life to order French fries?!"

"Brother, we are human beings, not pigeons, we must do something meaningful, instead of facing the computer every day, impotent and furious."

While speaking, Wang Bo's brows gradually frowned, and his heart became more irritable.

The other side was also silent for a while, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Wang Bo, I said you boy, why do you suddenly like to think so wildly, you were not like this before?"

"Did you get confused in the last high school?"

Hearing this, Wang Bo was taken aback.
Yes, I was not like this before.

Why do you think so much now?

Amidst his doubts, Ren Yan's mean smile surfaced in Wang Bo's mind.

All these changes seem to have started when Ren Yan started teaching Class Nine.

'Is this the subtle influence that Teacher Ren has been mentioning? '

Wang Bo had some guesses in his mind.

The voice came from the opposite side again: "Do you want to play or not? If you don't play, I will open it myself!"

"Not playing." Wang Bo shook his head and withdrew from the team.

Perhaps from this moment on, I am no longer on the same path as my former friends.

Is it not on the same path as my past self?
Wang Bo sighed and took off the headset.

Looking at the ceiling, his eyes are gradually fascinated.

But the next moment, the phone rang again.

It was neither Xia Yue nor Li Cheng, but the wechat group of Class Nine.

'Is this someone showing off their holiday life again? '

Wang Bo shook his head with a smile and opened WeChat.

However, the next moment, it was a message from Ren Yan.

"Boys, it's time for our ninth class to start~"

Seeing this unusually sudden news, Wang Bo suddenly felt as if his heart stopped beating.

Most of the feeling of confusion before disappeared in an instant.

If I can't find my way, can Teacher Ren still find it? !

Thinking about what happened in Class Nine before, Wang Bo felt that going to school is really more interesting than playing games.

"Ah!!! Mr. Ren, the summer vacation is one month away, what kind of school are you learning now?!"

"That's right, Teacher Ren, I'm still traveling abroad, and I won't be able to go back for a while!"

"Teacher Ren, you are an individual, you don't torture students like this!"

The next moment, all the students in Class [-] were blown out by a message from Ren Yan, and they began to condemn Ren Yan for not abiding by school rules.

But Ren Yan was still unmoved, but simply sent a nose-picking emoji instead of attaching a paragraph:

"Whether love comes or not, if you don't come, don't blame me for not being able to keep up with my class next semester!"

This passage was followed by a beautiful photo of wild scenery, with Ren Yanyang's smiling face beside him.

At first glance, a comfort is highlighted.

Now, the students couldn't sit still:
"Damn! Teacher Ren, you didn't say it earlier!"

"This is not the start of school, this is play!"

"Come on! We'll be right there!"

"Teacher Ren please report the address quickly, I will be there soon!"

"I'm going home now!"

Seeing the news of other students, Wang Bo smiled knowingly and began to pack his luggage.

The next moment, Ren Yan also sent her address.

And note: "You'd better find it yourself, don't let the parents send it, otherwise I won't accept it."

"Oh, by the way, because the location is remote, there may be certain dangers, so I recommend that you gather at the No. [-] Middle School and come here together, so the safety factor will be much higher."

After sending these two sentences, Ren Yan didn't make any other movements.

In the chat group, it was all middle fingers.

And then everyone made an appointment to gather at the gate of No. 8 Middle School at [-] o'clock the morning after tomorrow.

The reason for the day after tomorrow is that the students who are temporarily traveling cannot come back within a day.

After the announcement was confirmed, the students in Class Nine who were traveling all put forward suggestions to their parents to go home.

Parents asked the reason, and all they got was news that Class Nine had started school.

It made them puzzled for a while.

Didn't you say you were on vacation for a month?Why did school start all of a sudden?
But the next moment they felt something was wrong.
Ma De, it's not the start of school, it's the start of Class Nine!

What is this teacher doing? Don't you know that it is difficult to buy a ticket during this period?

Ever since, they questioned Ren Yan in the parent group.

Why do you want to start school all of a sudden?
And Ren Yan's answer was also very simple.

【leisure】

The parents were silent for a while.

After Ren Yanxian said a word, her own children flocked to her, what a deal~.

Are you the parent or are we the parent?

And, children!
You listen to the teacher's words like this, when can you listen to our words? !
At this moment, the parents are a little bit messy
(End of this chapter)