After modification, enter the love game

Lu Linger touched her ponytail embarrassedly, "Sorry, sorry, I just did it subconsciously...ah!"

She seemed to remember something and stood up suddenly.

Jiang Mu was startled: "What's wrong?"

"Are you full?"

Lu Ling'er looked straight at the young man, her eyes sparkling.

Like pearls washed ashore by the sea.

"About 30% full."

"That's just right." Lu Ling'er chuckled, "You forgot... I still owe you a meal! Come on, I'll recommend a restaurant to you, I'll treat you!"

He stood up, grabbed the dazed Jiang Mu's hand, and ran away.

She is really worthy of being the girl who can break the leg of a bench with one kick when she is angry. She is so strong, gentle yet irresistible, like a sudden gust of wind.

"Hey...you can still eat it?" Jiang Mu was shocked.

"Of course, I'm only five-tenths full!"

This autumn, it seems that it has truly arrived at this moment. The scorching heat of midsummer slowly fades away, the warm wind becomes slightly colder, and the fallen leaves on the bluestone bricks are picked up by the flying footsteps and float in the noisy courtyard.

——It seems that this is my new semester, Jiang Mu thought inexplicably as he was dragged to jog.

Thinking about it, it seems not bad. No need to scheme with criminals, no need to worry about what to eat every night. There are lofty goals to set, a good kid to laugh and scold with, and pleasant girls. The sun is not too hot, and the breeze is just right.

The camera clicks, the film freezes time and is stuffed into the photo album called youth.

So Jiang Mu's mood also became cheerful.

When you are young, you should smile more and be happier.

This happy mood lasted until the second class in the afternoon.

It was a boring geography class, and it was also the most boring time. Even the teacher was drowsy while teaching. Everyone was passing notes around in boredom. You wrote to me and I wrote to you.

As the saying goes, the most touching love letters are often written in the corners of wooden tables and on torn pieces of paper.

With such warm sunshine and such a beautiful afternoon, of course I want to put all the excitement in my heart into words.

Jiang Mu looked at the two notes in front of him.

It’s not that there is anything wrong with the content of the note, it’s just a normal chat. Under normal circumstances, Jiang Mu could easily talk about a thousand words without even having to think about it.

The problem is that these two notes were pushed over by the two girls next to them almost at the same time.

Jiang Mu had heard that twins would fight over everything. Even the Prince of England next door had to choose gifts for his twins in exactly the same size, for fear that there would be unrest in the family.

But he really didn't expect that they would even compete in the order of replying to the messages.

The problem is coming.

Can I read it without replying?

NO.9 Jiang Mu created a loving family [4k]

Lu Long'er: [There seems to be a very good new game recently, are you interested in checking it out? (*^▽^*)]

Lv Linger: [I have paid off the meal I owe you. When will you give me the two tea eggs you promised me? (??﹃??)]

Jiang Mu's hands were shaking.

The shaking amplitude was about the same as Li Hua who was shaking with laughter behind him.

If I am guilty, please let the law punish me.

Instead of having a pair of twins pass me notes at the same time.

Then let’s secretly pay attention to who I write to first.

Jiang Mu hasn't been so panicked for a long time.

The last time he was so panicked was when his senior sister got married. Professor Luo said that Jiang Mu had good writing skills and asked Jiang Mu to write a congratulatory message for him.

At that time, Jiang Mu was dizzy from writing, so he picked a lucky phrase at random and put it in a red envelope. After sending it out, he fell asleep.

During the wedding rehearsal, the MC shouted affectionately: "This is the wedding blessing from my mentor. On this happy day, he wishes the beautiful bride to have this day every year."

Professor Luo in the audience gushed out a mouthful of Longjing tea.

Jiang Mu's hand holding the tea was trembling slightly.

The bride's expression was as if she saw the sign "Come again next time" on the door of the crematorium.

Luckily this was a rehearsal and everyone was familiar with each other, so we just apologized and it was over.

Otherwise, Professor Luo made Jiang Mu, who was nearly 30 years old but had never experienced fatherly love, understand what fatherly love is like a fan.

Now, Jiang Mu’s mood is similar to what he felt off the court at that time.

It’s not a good idea to pass notes in class, really.

Now I say that I want to be a hero and bring good luck to others, so I have to study hard, okay?

...Of course not.

Because Jiang Mu is that kind of person, the kind of person who will definitely reply when he sees a message.

Even if he was delayed by something at the time, he would always reply to the other person's words one by one and indicate which sentence he was replying to.

He will let the other person know all your news, maybe out of momentary curiosity, or because he felt happy after seeing a certain sentence or video, so he shared his happiness with me. I read all of these carefully.

Because Jiang Mu knew that when everyone actively sends a message, they must be expecting a reply.

Just typing a few words can satisfy an expectation, which is really a good deal.

Jiang Mu rubbed his brows in pain.

Hiss...let me think about it.

Let me think about it.

From the most rational point of view, you should definitely reply to Lu Longer first.

If I'm not mistaken, she must be secretly comparing herself with her sister, or at least being compared with her parents.

But these days, in the "universal concept", there is no comparison between "being good at playing games" and "being cheerful and outgoing".

So there is no comparison between Lu Long'er and Lu Ling'er.

Then, should I let Lu Long'er "win" this time?

Anyway, with her sister's personality, she would forget about asking for a chicken leg in the evening.

Jiang Mu's mind raced as he wrote "Shasha" on the sticky note and showed it to his sister on the left.

Two seconds later, before the socially anxious girl could show any expression, she retracted her gaze and showed it to her sister on the right.

[User "Fountain Pen" created a group chat "Loving Family", come and chat together! ]

The two girls blinked at the same time and tilted their heads in confusion.

As consistent as two sides of a mirror.

They are two sides of a mirror, light and shadow separating each other.

But even if we live in different worlds, we can still reflect the same image. When we touch the mirror, it is like touching another self.

But Jiang Mu took out a huge notebook from under the desk and spread it out.

Open the first page.

The ink flows from the tip of the pen, forming words that dance gracefully.

【Fountain Pen: Hello everyone, I am a fountain pen. 】

Lu Long'er opened her eyes slightly.

Since I met her today, she has always had that gloomy look in her eyes, like a glass ball shrouded in thick fog.

Only when they saw her seat and Jiang Mu's seat did the pair of glass balls emit a slight light.

Perhaps only in his own room, in that narrow corner, in front of the gently humming computer, will this little slug gently brush away the thick fog, revealing the concentration and beauty of his eyes.

But now... Lu Long'er, who was extremely familiar with the [chat interface], instantly understood what Jiang Mu meant.

A strange feeling invaded her soul.

It was as if her fantasy and her sister's reality were intertwined.

It also outlines something that Lu Long'er has never experienced before, but which makes her so eager to try.

She almost couldn't wait to pick up the notebook, and subconsciously stretched out her ten fingers - then she remembered that there was no keyboard here.

Even if there is, it obviously cannot be used in this [chat box].

A blush appeared on her beautiful face, and it also brushed away some of the thick fog on the glass ball.

The slug girl coughed silently, picked up the pen, and wrote a line of small, beautiful handwriting.

【I am a snail. 】

After thinking about it, I lightly marked [pink snail] before the short sentence.

After thinking about it again, he drew another slash through "pink".

It seems that it is trying to create some kind of "difference" from that completely virtual world.

【Fountain Pen: Long time no see. 】

【Snail: (￢_￢)】

Slug Girl draws a character painting.

And silently glanced at Jiang Mu.

An expression that said, "So what are we doing now? Hugging back to back?"

Jiang Mu smiled silently.

【Fountain Pen: What type of game did you just talk about? 】

[Snail: It seems to be an RPG, supporting multiplayer. There is not much information available. I will write a guide for you when I have some information.]

[Gun Pen: You are indeed a famous master in the industry. I am a newbie and I hope you can guide me, take care of me, and look familiar to me! (￣?￣)]

【snails:……】

Miss Slug blushed slightly and glared at someone.

I felt it when we were chatting before...

This person has almost no sense of shame!

She thought Jiang Mu was only like this online.

Now it seems that this is indeed the case only on the Internet.

Because Jiang Mu has become even worse in reality.

[Fountain Pen: Master, why don't you say anything? As a thank you, how about I bring you some props from Reality OL tonight? The item is food, and the effect is to restore the stamina bar and increase the mood. ]

[Snail: It also has the negative effect of increasing fat content. ]

[Fountain Pen: Small question. From my observation, you and your sister are from the same class tree. Your class is immune to fat... At noon, I was tricked by your sister's class passive skill and almost vomited.]

[Snail: Is it okay? ]

[Pen: It’s okay. A kind medical student came over and I told him about my symptoms. He flipped through his textbook and said my symptoms were not serious.]

[Fountain Pen: There is just a small problem that is not worth mentioning. The medical student said that according to the content of Chapter 5 of that book, I should have been dead for half an hour.]

Lu Long'er burst out laughing.

She clasped her arms, buried her head, and lay on the table, laughing until her whole body was shaking.

...No, you have to pay attention. You must pay attention.

She almost forgot that Jiang Mu was a very sharp-tongued guy, often making her roll on the ground laughing.