Although I am weak, my friends are super strong

[Brothers who have watched video three, come out, don't hide. 】

[The Clearing Plan really took my hobby seriously. When I thought that male high school students' wives and uniformed wives were already the ceiling, the wedding dress wife in the video once again refreshed the upper limit of appearance. 】

[The only one who can look better than his wife is the wife of the next copy. 】

[Woooooooooo am I the only one who thinks the love story between Young Master Lin and his wife is very poignant.Master Lin is too gentle! 】

[Upstairs, you should be sober, look at the other players who entered this instance, they were really torn apart by the npc. 】

[Hahahaha, this dungeon should be the first time that the love line has been opened, and the clearing plan chose this video announcement because I think my wife's way of clearing the level is very strange? 】

【No, simply because the removal plan is also a color approval...】

[Then can I dream of a servant pretending to be a younger sister?I can also wear women's clothes, clear the plan and let me know! 】

[After the Clearing Project releases a dungeon record from a certain player's perspective, we buy it, and the Clearing Project will give back a part of the points to the player. Rounding it up means that we will raise our wives with krypton gold, go for it! 】

Yu Lansong, "..." I was stunned for what I was talking about.

He was quite curious about what they were discussing, but after he watched it, it would cost [-] points to unlock a video, and he only had less than [-] points in total, so he gave up.

If it wasn't for the lack of money, he would really like to see Qin Xuan's transcript.

Perhaps no one would have imagined that Yu Lansong could be so poor that he couldn't even afford a dungeon record of his own clearance, but in fact, part of the points that players bought for the video had already been credited to his account.

Yu Lansong still doesn't know that he has unknowingly become a very rich points player, and his ranking on the elimination list is also climbing very fast.

At this moment, he could only count the points he had with his fingers, and sigh poorly.

After the first official copy, Yu Lansong was able to stay in reality longer, but he hardly had any time to rest. He had to go to class on time every day, and he still had endless test papers when he came back.

The pace of life is so fast that Yu Lansong often feels that the clearing plan is just a dream of his, but when there is no one, he will look at the forum, and the people on it prove that all of this is real.

On Friday afternoon, just after the weekly exam, the school notified all the seniors to make up classes on the weekend, and the classroom was full of wailing.

Yu Lansong counted the days and felt that he should be pulled into a new dungeon soon.

On the way home from school, nothing unusual happened, as usual, so Yu Lansong felt that he was dazzled, and saw a human-like rabbit standing in the middle of the road.

Wearing a black uniform and holding a copper pocket watch, the rabbit stood in the crowd and looked at Yu Lansong quietly, as if waiting for him.

Seeing the rabbit move, Yu Lansong subconsciously chased after it, but the rabbit seemed to have a heart not to be caught up by Yu Lansong, and it disappeared after a while.

There were too many people next to him, and Yu Lansong lost chase. Only then did he realize that the direction of the flow of the crowd suddenly changed. He ran in the direction of the flow of people from the beginning. against the crowd.

Countless people passed by him, and every face was strange and flat.

At this time, the system beeped, [The random dungeon is open, respected player number 10000, welcome to enter the dungeon, the person in the mirror, this random dungeon participant, one player. 】

Someone bumped Yu Lansong's shoulder. He turned around and walked along with the crowd unconsciously.

Behind him, a big boy who was one shoulder taller than him suddenly ran over and grabbed his shoulders, panting heavily, "I almost thought I was going to be late, President, why are you here?"

"Hey," he suddenly widened his eyes, "President, why don't you wear a school uniform, it's over, we both have to write a review."

It seems that he is happy to have someone to accompany him. Although he said that it is over, he has a big smile on his face. He is good-looking, with messy bangs revealing uninhibited, youthful vigor, tall but not thin, like A tall and straight poplar.

He has played basketball for a long time, so his complexion is wheat-colored, and his teeth are very white when he smiles, and he is handsome and handsome.

Compared with him, Yu Lansong was a little inferior. Beside him, he looked very petite and much paler.

Yu Lansong didn't know him, so he didn't know what to say, so he could only pursed his lips in embarrassment and said "um" in a low voice.

That person wasn't surprised either. A boy he knew next to him patted Xiao Baiyang on the shoulder and teased him, "I'm sticking with the president so early in the morning. Those who didn't know thought you were in a relationship, eh, Why don't you wear a school uniform, and you will be reprimanded by the discipline committee again."

He turned his head and looked at Yu Lansong with some embarrassment.

Yu Lansong is a very special existence among their contemporaries. He is very beautiful, like a girl, and has a lively smile. He is the president of their student union.

That's why everyone in the whole school knows him and... all admire him.

Seeing that Yu Lansong was not wearing a school uniform, he widened his eyes in surprise, and suddenly thought of something, took off his coat, "President, you can wear my school uniform."

Although Yu Lansong didn't know what was going on, he was embarrassed to take his school uniform, "But if you don't wear a school uniform, you will write a review."

The big boy held the back of his neck with one hand, looked around embarrassedly and said, "It's okay, President, we are all used to it, and the [-]-word review can be easily completed."

The handsome boy with a schoolbag on one shoulder dismantled his desk lazily, "Take it down, who wrote the review in the dean's office last time for three hours."

"Xia Xingcheng, don't expose me!" He blushed and punched him.

After taking the clothes handed to him by the big boy, Yu Lansong put them on silently. It was a little bigger than his figure, and there was no strange smell on it. It was very clean and had a faint scent of saponins.

They made a fuss and walked to the gate of the school. From a distance, they saw student cadres with red armbands on their cuffs standing at the gate to check their school uniforms.

After borrowing Yu Lansong's school uniform, the big boy who hung shoulders with Xia Xingcheng scratched the back of his head, and said to himself, "Why is it him again today? How unlucky."

Xia Xingcheng's smile also restrained a lot, and she shrugged helplessly, "It seems that there is no way to get away with it."

Yu Lansong only saw a few girls and a boy wearing glasses standing at the gate of the school. The boy wearing glasses was holding a recording board and pen, and was taking notes seriously with his head down.

When they walked to the school gate, he adjusted his glasses and stopped them, "You two, where are the school uniforms?"

Xia Xingcheng approached him with a playful smile, trying to get close to him, but was ruthlessly blocked, and could only honestly admit, "We forgot to wear our school uniform."

The boy glanced at him quickly and then lowered his eyes, "What's your name? After school at noon, hand in a [-]-word self-criticism to the teaching office."

Xia Xingcheng was serious, "My name is Zhou Ye."

The big boy standing next to him kicked him, "Fuck you."

The final result was that both of them were recorded for not wearing school uniforms, and after being criticized and educated by the passing dean, they had to submit a self-criticism.

Yu Lansong stood aside, a little at a loss. He always felt that the young man they called the Chairman of the Disciplinary Committee was looking at him, but when he looked over, he could only see his side face with his head down and serious recording. .

In the end, Yu Lansong only attributed it to his own illusion.

What he didn't know was that after the three of them walked into the school, the chairman of the discipline committee with his head bowed tightly clenched the pen in his hand, blushing secretly.

After a lot of tossing, they finally entered the school, Zhou Ye sighed, "It's really unlucky, why did I just meet him."

Yu Lansong is no longer in the school in his original world. He doesn't know anything now, so he is cautious when inquiring about the news, "Isn't he there every day?"

"Ah, President, you're so confused, don't you know?" Xia Xingcheng smiled and hooked his shoulders, "Have you never paid attention to these things? It's so cute."

Zhou Ye was a little more reliable than him, and explained to him, "The Disciplinary Committee is on duty, and they are only on duty once a week. Just now, the paralyzed face was on duty on Wednesday, and today is Monday. He shouldn't be here. I don't know why. I'll be here today."

Those old fritters who often forget to wear school uniforms can clearly feel it.

Yu Lansong nodded, indicating that she knew.

He was about to return his coat to Zhou Ye, but he was pushed back. The shy young boy was unexpectedly considerate, "President, today Monday, there will be a speech under the national flag. It's your turn again this week, right?" You'd better wear it first."

Yu Lansong panicked when he heard it. Fortunately, when he touched his pocket, he took out a manuscript, which was his speech under the national flag.

In reality, Yu Lansong had never been a class leader, let alone the president of the student union. This was the first time he had spoken in front of so many people.

Standing on a high podium, when he looked at the dark people below, he was not afraid, but a little dizzy.

Zhou Ye stood below, shielding the sun with one hand, and bumped Xia Xingcheng, who was also blinded by the sun, with his elbow, "Brother Cheng, do you think the president is a little strange today."

Xia Xingcheng got angry when she saw Yu Lansong wearing his school uniform, and asked angrily, "What's so strange?"

Zhou Ye narrowed his eyes and looked at Yu Lansong who was reading the manuscript in a serious manner on the podium, and after a long time, he suddenly smirked, "It's so beautiful."

Xia Xingcheng, "..."

The teacher standing in front suddenly turned his head and frowned, "The two students in the back don't fight, keep quiet."

Xia Xingcheng withdrew her punching hand and said to him with a sneer, "You know what? You're a little weird too."

"It's shameless."

After finally surviving the speech under the national flag in the morning, Yu Lansong took off her school uniform and returned it to Zhou Ye as soon as she got off the stage. She was a little embarrassed, "I'll wash it and return it to you."

Zhou Ye snatched it away, and smiled, "It's okay, President."

"..." Yu Lansong glanced at him inexplicably, and returned to his class.

After Yu Lansong left, he put on his coat, dangled proudly in front of Xia Xingcheng, and deliberately took a breath on the coat, "It smells so good."

Xia Xingcheng, "..." His fist hardened again.

Yu Lansong's day was inexplicable, he had a day of class as usual, except that other students paid too much attention to him, there was nothing strange about it.

So much so that he wondered if he was in a copy of the game.

After evening self-study, as soon as Yu Lansong walked out of the classroom, he saw Zhou Ye looking around at the door of their classroom. When he saw him coming out, he waved to him abruptly.

"President, do you want to stay in our dormitory at night? It's inconvenient for you to commute to study, and it happens that there are vacant beds in our dormitory."

It happened that Yu Lansong didn't know where he was going, so he agreed.

Yu Lansong has been a day student since he was a child, and he has never lived in a boys' dormitory. Sometimes he envies that living in a boys' dormitory, he can play games, chat, and play cards with his good friends at night.

He also found out today that Zhou Ye and Xia Xingcheng live in the same dormitory. They have bunk beds, so they have a good relationship.

When the two entered the dormitory, Xia Xingcheng had just come out of the shower. She only wore a bath towel around her lower body, and her entire upper body was naked with steam.

He has a good figure, with thin and powerful abdominal muscles covering his young body, and his chest muscles are unexpectedly well developed, making him look very powerful.

As soon as he flicked his hair, he pulled the messy bangs back of his head, revealing his sharp and handsome features.

Seeing Yu Lansong, he was obviously stunned for a moment, nodded to him pretending to be calm, went to the front of the wardrobe and took a T-shirt to put on.

In fact, when he turned his back to Yu Lansong, his ears turned red.

When Yu Lansong was not paying attention, he kicked Zhou Ye and asked him in a low voice bitterly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Don't you want to see the president?" Zhou Ye looked at him pretending to be innocent.

Xia Xingcheng smiled and pushed him, "You're still smart."

Yu Lansong was infected by their noisy atmosphere, and almost forgot that he was still in the copy of the game. Zhou Ye borrowed him a set of pajamas, and he climbed into bed after showering and changing into pajamas.

Their dormitory sleeps four, and there are only three people living there. Apart from Zhou Ye and Xia Xingcheng, there is also a very cheerful boy who doesn't treat Yu Lansong as an outsider at all.

While chatting, he turned on the computer and smiled meaningfully, "I recently saved some good things, which were sent to me by others. Why, brothers, do you want to appreciate them together?"

Yu Lansong lay on the bed, secretly covering her flushed cheeks with the quilt, secretly excited.

Has it finally come to the most classic part of the boys' dormitory?A few boys watched the film together, fantasizing about the sister with big breasts and beautiful breasts together, this, this, this...

This is the friendship of straight men!

Xia Xingcheng glanced at Yu Lansong who was hiding on the bed, frowned indistinctly, and turned off his computer with a snap.

The boy almost got caught in his hand, and jumped up in shock, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Xia Xingcheng, "Look at that, can you study, can you give me some physics learning materials."

Yu Lansong slowly closed his eyes when he heard the word physics, thinking desperately as he lay upright on the bed like a beautiful brother.

Xia Xingcheng, are you gay or not?