my monster girlfriends

Teachers beat students without reason.

Of course, there are advantages, that is, if Fang Xi does not want to be a generation shorter than Liu Mang, then he should not raise the issue of seniority in front of Long Chi...

Banquet, the host and guest enjoy themselves.

It's night, those who should sleep should go to sleep, and those who should go should go, only Bai Yin drank peacefully, drinking alone in front of the moonlight.

Behind him, there was a voice.

"You are in good spirits."

Bai Yin turned her head, and saw...Fang Xi had already walked to his side, took a cup by herself, and then poured herself a glass of white water.

Hearing the sound of water falling into the glass, the former shook the wine glass in his hand and smiled: "Would you like some?"

"Ever since I was drunk and flirted with a certain girl on the rooftop, I have never touched alcohol." Fang Xi said, "It's okay, drink yours, you are already an adult Well, even if I'm your teacher, I can't care about this."

He paused, "It's... something else."

"Oh?" Bai Yin let out a "huh", "For example?"

"For example, your current state."

"Is my condition bad?"

He took a sip of his wine with a reckless expression, like a prodigal son who wandered around the nightclub.

But Fang Xi just looked at him calmly: "When I pretended to be a prodigal son in front of Patriarch Toyotomi, you were not even a tadpole-shaped cell... so don't show it to embarrass yourself."

After saying this, Bai Yin suddenly sat up straight.

His half-smile expression slowly froze, as if frozen by solid ice; and about three seconds later...everything disappeared from his face, like a stone statue that has shed dust.

He had no expression on his face: "I thought I was pretending to be very similar."

"Unfortunately, it's not that similar." Fang Xi shook the cup, "The snow girl in your family noticed something wrong with you the first time she saw you. As for me... oh, I already I know what kind of ability to count immortals, so I knew the truth from the beginning.

From the moment you unblock Suanxian...all your emotions, your behaviors, your joys and sorrows are all disguised according to the action logic of "Baiyin who blocked Suanxian".

You don't know why you do what you do, you don't know what you can get from these actions, you just know...this is what you have to do, it is etched in your consciousness, the iron law of behavioral logic . "

"Yes." Bai Yin said lightly, "...Is this not good?"

"Good question." Fang Xi said, "Because of this good question, I took the initiative to come to me at noon tomorrow and received a severe beating. Since this question is so good, I decided to break your legs."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked out the door.

There was only one sentence, which slowly passed into Bai Yin's ears.

"Look at what he said...you should know what I'm talking about."

......

......

"Have you heard the story of Achilles?

That is the child of God and man, when he was born, he was soaked in the river of Styx and the fire of heaven.

The goddess of fate said: He will be famous in history, and will eventually die on the battlefield, and die young.

But he still stepped onto the battlefield fearlessly, with his head held high, and he ushered in his own end.

friend.

The so-called destiny is such a thing.

You already know everything, but you are irresistible.

You know it all, and yet you go into battle.

You will know everything at last and have no doubts.

So, friends.

Please accept it!This is my first gift and my last gift.

Those who are alive are destined to live, and those who are dead should sleep.

May you be healthy every day. "

The sound of fireworks suddenly sounded outside the window. Huge fireworks, even demons have no such thing as air pollution, let alone burning wires, so the fireworks during the New Year's Eve are so big that they cover the entire sky.

Amidst the roaring explosions, sparks splashed everywhere, and the cheers of children could be heard in the distance.

But Bai Yin couldn't hear anything, neither cheers nor fireworks. He stared at the end of the letter paper, on which a name was written in strong handwriting, thick but calm.

——Recite a long song.

......

......

He burst into tears.

Final Volume Future: Wedge Adult Male

Maybe it's because I'm old, even though I've sat in this position for too long, and I've done too many decisive things, but...at this time, I always feel sentimental.

This is a good thing, people always have to look back, look at the way they came, look at the past travel companions, those living or dead, friends or enemies.

Occasionally, I would also think of that time, many, many years ago, at least... At the beginning of that journey, I never thought that I would sit in the position of the Chief of Countermeasures and sit for such a long time.

But isn't every story like this?At the beginning of every hero, it is just a teenager with a dream - of course, this is a more romantic version. Let me say that most of the so-called teenagers' dreams are "hope to have a perfect girlfriend"...

What?You ask me if I used to be like this?

Just kidding, I am a hero, and the dream of a hero is of course different from that of ordinary teenagers.

...My dream at the time was "I hope to have superpowers to replace common sense".

Whoops, far away.

Now that this story has come to an end...then of course there should be a style of ending.

It should be funny, cheerful, free and easy, melancholy, and it is best to have the complex feeling of "reluctant but relieved and laughing".

Hello everyone, my name is Fang Xi, today, I will finish the final world line...

First off, from… eh?What?The protagonist is wrong?Shouldn't it be me?

Sigh... Do you think I want to take the job myself?My own family has a lot of national affairs, tens of billions every minute, how can I have the time to be a guest of the paparazzi?

Here's the thing.

Not long ago, one night, I was about to enter [Cortana House], and I went to accompany my wife for a while. After all, no matter how busy we are, the relationship between husband and wife must be maintained.

For this time, I deliberately changed the black suit that I often wear in the Countermeasure Bureau, which can make me more mature, and changed to a youthful attire, probably a white shirt, a brown jacket, and jeans or something... …It’s not me bragging, but if I dare to wear this dress and go back to school, Sanlilu can receive four mobile phone numbers, and then I will go there happily, and then I will go home and be beaten...

... This is an experience only reliable adult men have, and you little brats won't understand it.

Anyway, when I went in wearing such a handsome outfit, I found that... the one standing in front of me was not my wife, but her father.

That's right, it's the father who likes to post a "system" for nothing, and then especially likes to show his presence under the system props.

That fellow has recently changed his style of painting again, probably... a super high-tech battle armor, wearing a stupid helmet, carrying an unknown firearm whose structure I can't understand, but I'm sure he definitely doesn't know the structure, Then sat in an alien-like venue with a supernova about to explode in the background.

We looked at each other in silence for a few seconds, and finally I spoke first: "...are you playing Star Wars recently?"

"Uh, it's actually "Adventure in the Rain 2"..."

"..."

"..."

Look, is this plausible?Fortunately, I changed into the clothes of "Young people are going on a date", but if I changed into the clothes of "Young people are going to open a house", and then I was pulled in... That situation, thinking about it, is disgusting.

After talking for a while, I understood what he meant.

Probably, since this story is about to end, according to the usual practice, at the end, someone has to come out and take care of the world line, and make something like "Talk about the future"... So, I will come do me a favor.

I was surprised at the time: "Isn't this usually the protagonist's job? Why don't you care?"

He plausibly said: "Do you think it's appropriate for Bai Yin to come?"

"Why isn't it suitable? As long as I don't do it, it's very suitable."

"Let's talk about his thinking first... an ending like this often requires the mental journey of the main character." He said, "As for Bai Yin's mental journey... Refer to his thinking speed, if you really want him to do it, then how much is it?" It takes hundreds of thousands of words in a minute, even if I simplify it and eliminate invalid information, it will cost tens of thousands of words..."

I get it: "If you're too lazy to write, just speak up."

"Yes." He said confidently, "I'm too lazy to write."

"Then don't write about your thoughts." I said, "Let him write some essays by himself, and you can copy whatever you want. Isn't that what I was like back then?"

"Heh, heh, heh." Dry laughter flowed from under the high-tech helmet, "You have also borrowed a few reports written by him... Think about it yourself, is he suitable for this job?"

I look up to the sky.

...it seems that it is not suitable.

First of all, this guy has always been a very lazy person, and he never writes three words for things that can be written in two words.

Secondly, he also possesses the ability to abbreviate... two thousand words can be abbreviated into one sentence, which is just commonplace.

As for the brain power consumed in this process... For Shuan Xian, brain power is a thing?

Therefore, if he was allowed to come, he could have written [-] to [-] words, and an article would probably be finished...

Of course...knowing the situation doesn't mean I'm going to take over the job.

"Whether he is suitable or not." I said, "Anyway, I won't do it."

"No?"

"Don't do it."

"Really not?"

"Absolutely not."

The air freezes.

The father-in-law, who had always been very talkative, suddenly had a distant voice, appearing extremely deep.

And behind him... the supernova that was on the verge of exploding, acting as a "light source", collapsed instantly and turned into nothing.

He said lightly:

"When I pinch the next system, I will pull you over to join me."

"Heh." I smiled disdainfully, "Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Immediately, the body stretched forward.

"...You look really accurate, what kind of system is going to be used in the next system?"

"It's not good to fight and kill all the time, let's do some daily things."

"I can deliver rewards and be in charge of item descriptions."

"half each."

"make a deal!"

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All in all, this job fell on me.

The so-called being entrusted by others and being loyal to others, but this kind of thing does not need to be taken too seriously. This is an essay, not a work report. It will be too satisfying. Anyone who reads this kind of stuff in the future will definitely not go for the work report.

That being the case, let's talk about what comes to mind...

--split line--

About ten years after the completion of this essay, Bai Yin found me and said that he could add a part of this essay, some parts that I don't like to read...

It seems that time can really change a lot of things. For example, when he talked about this topic, our father and I were squatting at the stall eating ramen in the middle of the night.

"You are not at home at night, what are you doing out?"

"Well, this... um... Hey, didn't you come out too, why are you?"

"...Let's talk about something else."

"good idea."