Dust's Perjury

It only takes three to five days to delete and install the game.

But when Lin Sha went online again, the guild exploded.

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[Guild] [Lu Rongrong]: Guild Master!Where have you been!Ahhh!

[Guild] [Tangerine Pi Tuding]: Orz thought he would stop playing, and I was almost lost!

[Guild] [Pika Picarda]: That's right, no one organizes gang activities, don't leave us behind...

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The greetings that popped up one after another on the screen made people feel warm.

Lin Sha thought for a while, then raised her hand to reply by voice.

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[Guild] [Under Muye Pavilion]: I am on a business trip, and it is inconvenient to log in from other places. This will not happen in the future, and I will definitely let you know in advance.

[Guild] [Lu Rongrong]: Huh!rhetoric!Punishment for singing!

New news came from Xiao Mumu.

[Guild] [Under the Konoha Pavilion]: Wait a minute.

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Lin Sha was sitting at the table eating noodles at this time, and he was stunned to see this charming girl again, and it was hard to explain the feeling in his heart.

He frowned and clicked to see.

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[Xiao Mumu]: Brother!Where did you go, I thought you stopped playing QAQ

[Under the Konoha Pavilion]: I'm on a business trip, why don't you play?

[Xiao Mumu]: Oh, what do you do?Chinese New Year is coming soon and I have to go on a business trip.

[Under the Konoha Pavilion]: ...Business.

[Xiao Mumu]: Wow:) Business boss!

[Xiao Mumu]: That's right, didn't you say that you can join the guild at level 90? I've worked hard to get there!

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Lin Sha originally thought that this guy was a smooth-talking liar, but now that he thought about it, the real Wu Chen was so busy and willing to pay such pains for revenge, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He reluctantly pulled the charmer trumpet into the guild, and then silently stared at Wu Chen as he greeted everyone with a voice changer pretending to be cute. In the days when I was young, I secretly went to the game to meet my favorite elementary school boy every day, and enjoyed the sweet talk that couldn't be more false.

It's a pity that those are all over long ago.

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Wu Chen, who was hiding in the nanny's car, was laughing non-stop while holding the phone.

He wasn't a complicated person in the first place, but he gradually found some bad taste in pretending to be a girl, and he finally cheated on his "ex-wife", so he could be very happy.

Wang Zhi poked his head in, frowned and asked, "What are you laughing at? Can you pay attention to your image?"

Wu Chen immediately turned off the screen: "There is no one else, is it time for my scene?"

"Come down and get ready, and say hello to the director." Wang Zhi is always at ease in arranging artists' work: "Director Wang is more serious, so don't joke around."

"Understood, I'm also very serious." Wu Chen adjusted his costume and got out of the car with a pure and innocent expression. The women around him instantly cast their attention.

The phone vibrated suddenly.

Wu Chen looked down and found that it was his father whom he hadn't seen for a long time who told him to remember to go home for the New Year's Eve dinner. He couldn't help raising his long eyelashes to look at the vast and gray sky in Beijing, and said with emotion: "The days are so fast, and I get old again in a blink of an eye. One year old..."

"Old sister." Wang Zhi, who was almost forty years old, saw this tender little fresh meat pretending to be mature, and couldn't help gnashing his teeth and said: "I want you to keep your mouth shut when you come to the director in a while! Don’t say anything about the lines!”

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Sexual orientation is of course a very important issue in life, but compared with health and life and death, it seems so thin and out of date.

Lin Sha never told his parents that he likes men, he has long been prepared to die alone, so what kind of soul is inside, what does it matter?

However, he never expected that Zhang Yifeng would appear in his peaceful life.

Time hastened forward, and it was time to watch the music concert in a blink of an eye.

Lin Sha, who didn't take it too seriously, couldn't bear to see Zhang Yifeng appearing on time, and the car was in front of the horse. He had no intention of exploring where the other party's goodwill came from. He just wanted to find an opportunity to get rid of it as soon as possible and restore the simple rhythm that had never changed.

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The concert is a special performance of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra. The limited number of audience tickets has been very popular in Beijing. It must have taken a lot of effort by Zhang Yifeng to get the golden seat.

Lin Sha was pushed by him into the coffee shop outside the door, took the hot latte and hesitated to speak.

Zhang Yifeng asked: "What's the matter, isn't this your favorite flavor?"

Lin Sha didn't understand: "How do you know what I like?"

Zhang Yifeng said: "I asked the employees of the record company. I saw you talking before, but you rarely appear in the company."

Lin Sha didn't know who the aunt he said was the manager of Muise, and he was not interested in asking more, so he could only lower his head and smile wryly: "Why are you interested in my hobbies..."

Zhang Yifeng suddenly pressed his forehead, and forced him to lift it up: "Don't be so arrogant, please? I don't understand, how can you be so firm in thinking that you are not worthy of others' love and thought?"

Lin Sha couldn't answer, so he glanced at his legs.

Zhang Yifeng's handsome face showed dissatisfaction: "Everyone has shortcomings, but some people's shortcomings are on the surface, and some people's shortcomings are on the inside. I don't think there is anything wrong with the teacher."

"Don't always call me teacher, I haven't done anything for you." Lin Sha didn't face the extravagant touch in his heart. He could more or less guess that these words that seemed to inspire the soul were carved thousands of times by the young man in front of him. comfort.

Zhang Yifeng laughed again: "After listening to the concert, shall I treat the teacher to eat Japanese food?"

"No need, I'm going home after I've done what I promised you." Lin Sha didn't want to feed the other party's useless hopes with weakness: "This concert doesn't mean anything, everything I said before Seriously."

Zhang Yifeng's handsome face froze.

Fortunately, Lin Sha's cell phone rang, interrupting the awkward conversation.

It was Wu Chen who was alive and kicking again.

His voice was still full of vitality: "Mr. Lin, I have written the new melody! Listen to it for me!"

"I'm outside, I won't be home until later." Lin Sha was in a dilemma.

"Where are you? I'll go find you. I have to go filming with the crew tomorrow." It was rare for Wu Chen to show his willfulness in the center of the universe, probably because he was very confident in the song.

Lin Sha replied unprincipled: "The National Concert Hall ends at nine o'clock in the evening."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you at the back door and pick you up by the way." Wu Chen immediately hung up the phone.

Lin Sha hung down his phone, looked into Zhang Yifeng's staring eyes, and coughed involuntarily: "That Wu Chen last time... I'll help him change the song."

Zhang Yifeng didn't even have a polite smile this time, and he just said a word that Wu Chen's black fans are most passionate about recently: "Idiot."

"No!" Lin Sha retorted immediately, and then frowned: "He's still young, so he's already pretty good."

Zhang Yifeng seemed to understand something, got up and supported the wheelchair and said, "It's about to start, let's enter."

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The performance of the symphony orchestra was indeed shocking. For Lin Sha, who has loved music since he was a child, it was undoubtedly a feast. He listened very attentively throughout the whole process. Looking at the golden stage, he forgot all the lingering thoughts for a while. It was so painful that when he left, his face was extraordinarily gentle, and he sincerely thanked: "It's very exciting. If you didn't insist on coming, I would have missed it."

"As long as you like it, I will arrange it again next time there is such a concert." Zhang Yifeng pushed the wheelchair and walked slowly among the crowd.

Lin Sha felt uncomfortable: "I'm going to find Wu Chen, you should go back early."

Zhang Yifeng looked at his watch: "Why, is there still work so late?"

"He's busy, and he just told me to meet you at the back door." Lin Sha tried to break free, but the wheelchair was tightly gripped, so he could only discuss: "I really don't need to trouble you to see me."

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows: "Then you have to confirm your safety, so let me be a gentleman?"

Lin Sha was helpless. He obviously didn't want to make things easier, but he couldn't think of how to refute.

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Because of his strong sense of presence, Wu Chen usually drives a very low-key car, a pure black economical and practical car, which perfectly blends into the environment when it is stuffed on the sidewalks of Beijing, and can no longer be found.

But Lin Sha recognized it immediately.

He will remember everything about Wu Chen very clearly.

After Zhang Yifeng was identified, he smiled lightly: "Well, okay, I'll go and talk to him."

"What?" Lin Sha was uneasy.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yifeng reached out and pulled off his tie, tied Lin Sha to the railing on the side of the road, and then strode towards Wu Chen's car.

Lin Sha was stunned in place, and couldn't help shouting while struggling, "Hello!"

Zhang Yifeng turned his head and smiled, and knocked on Wu Chen's car window regardless of his obstruction.

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In fact, Wu Chen noticed the movement on the side of the road early in the morning. He looked at Lin Sha in the distance in confusion, then looked at Zhang Yifeng's face outside the car window, and said, "Who are you? ... It looks familiar, we have seen it before." ?”

Of course Zhang Yifeng would not mention the previous incident, and said surprisingly: "I am Lin Sha's boyfriend."

Wu Chen: "????"

The seven words are obviously very simple, but the amount of information is too large for him to digest.

Zhang Yifeng continued the tone of the male host: "It's understandable that Mr. Wu is busy with work, but Mr. Lin also has his own affairs. If you want to talk about work next time, you should make an appointment in advance."

On Wu Chen's lap was the McDonald's he just bought, which was still petrifying.

At this moment, Kung Fu Lin Sha finally broke free, approached awkwardly with a tie in his wheelchair, glared at Zhang Yifeng and said, "What are you talking about?"

Wu Chen finally came back to his senses: "No, it's nothing...then I won't bother the teacher tonight, I will send you the song on WeChat."

After speaking, he stepped on the gas pedal with an awkward smile and took his life away.

Zhang Yifeng stood there very disdainful: "Little brat."

Lin Sha looked left and right, and then became annoyed: "You are too self-assertive! It is also true for my parents, and also for me-colleagues. Why do you always do strange things without my permission?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at him sideways, then put his hands on both sides of the wheelchair, leaned over with a sneer and said, "I suddenly understood that Teacher Lin rejected me neither because he likes men, nor because he doesn't want to fall in love. I gave my heart to someone else."

Lin Sha was stunned for a moment, then commented: "Are you crazy? What are you talking about?"

Zhang Yifeng shrugged: "I hope I was thinking too much, anyway, he ran away, I'll take you back."