The Monster I Was Redeemed

Enter the hotel room and lock the door.

Ai Liang first checked the environment inside the room.

He booked a deluxe suite.

The internal facilities and environment of the room are much better than those of four-person and five-person rooms.

At least the room didn't have that lingering cigarette smell like a regular room.

There are no obvious stains on the computer table, and the gaming chair is also covered with a cloth cover.

Ai Liang stood in the middle of the room and tapped the floor of the next room with telekinesis. Only a slight muffled sound was heard here.

Ai Liang nodded.

This newly opened e-sports hotel is quite good at soundproofing.

You can understand it if you think about it carefully.

Many people yell unconsciously when playing black games with friends.

That sound is no less than that of a monkey at a zoo or a watchdog seeing a stranger in the middle of the night.

If the soundproofing of the e-sports hotel is not good, just stay away.

The bed is just a decoration anyway.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

The most original cell phone ringtone rang in the room.

Ai Liang knew who made the call without even thinking.

Usually, when they make an appointment to play black games together, there is only one person who will call him.

"Powering on."

After Ai Liang answered the phone, he took the initiative to speak without waiting for the person on the other end to speak.

"It's so slow, classmate Xiao Ai, you are the only one we need here."

Ma Yu urged in a very pretentious manner: "Every time I go online, you are the slowest, and everyone has dried up waiting."

Ai Liang turned on the computer and put on headphones: "My laptop is not a gaming laptop. If I want to play games normally, I can only go to an Internet cafe outside."

"So you are in an Internet cafe now?"

Ma Yu asked in confusion: "Why is there no sound at all from your side, single room?"

“E-Sports Hotel.”

Ma Yu snarled, showing an unexpected but reasonable expression.

With Ai Liang's personality, it was impossible to go to the noisy environment of an Internet cafe alone.

Even if Yue Qihua took her there before, everyone wanted a private room.

This made Ma Yu's already poor pocket money even worse.

Now that everyone is far apart, Ai Liang doesn't even go to the private room and stays directly at the e-sports hotel.

Ma Yu could only sigh: "It's great to have money."

In fact, Ma Yu's pocket money is not that small, even if he spends time in an Internet cafe every day, it will be no problem.

The main reason is that Fang Xiaoxiao, a big money swallower, is here. She pesters Ma Yu to go to the cake shop to buy various cakes every day.

As a result, Xiaoma usually begins to fall into financial crisis in the middle of every month.

Every time Ma Yu wanted to reject Fang Xiaoxiao, he would be defeated by the other party's cuteness and coquettishness.

Ai Liang hung up the phone, opened the communication software on the computer, and entered the chat channel that had been created long ago.

As soon as he entered, he heard Yang Xingyue's voice: "Ah, Huahua, Ai Liang is here."

"too slow!"

Yue Qihua couldn't help but complain.

"The hotel is a bit far from home, so it took a long time to get here."

Ai Liang entered the loading interface of the check-in game and explained smoothly.

"E-sports hotel?"

"Um."

"You shouldn't be planning to sleep there tonight. Didn't you say before that there are no holidays for key classes in Qianhua Experimental Middle School?"

Yue Qihua skillfully opened the special attention column and sent a team invitation to Ai Liang.

The game they are going to play tonight is a popular battle royale game.

This type of game usually involves Yue Qihua and Ai Liang.

Ma Yu and Fang Xiaoxiao tried their best to commit suicide, imitating Taliban players in playing bomb trucks, palm mines falling from the sky, artificial bombing zones and other purely joyful gameplay.

The most ruthless time, these two guys picked up a dozen incendiary bombs in total.

Drive a glider and burn two teams of players who are having a fierce exchange of fire in the wild.

Unfortunately, the man was not burned but was shot down by a rocket launcher.

It feels like they are the ones who really enjoy the game.

Happy batch.

"I asked for leave from the head teacher." Ai Liang replied.

Yue Qihua sighed: "I knew it."

Key classes are strictly managed, and holidays are as small as possible.

But it doesn't mean that Ai Liang is willing to stay in school and sit in a daze every day.

At worst, he could transfer to a direct-promotion class. It wouldn't make any difference to him where he takes classes.

The main reason was that Yu Xin refused to let him go.

After all, Ai Liang's admission scores are there.

Even if his performance is the result of extraordinary performance, it still has a certain foundation to support it.

If Ai Liang goes to a direct promotion class, after three exams, according to regulations, at least half of the key classes will be eliminated.

In addition, they took the initiative to leave the key class, so it is naturally impossible for them to come back.

The students in the class will definitely complain and suspect that the school deliberately kicked Ai Liang out of the key class.

The purpose is to save a monthly subsidy of one thousand yuan.

The few people didn't say any more nonsense and started playing the game directly.

Among the five people, four were playing games, and only Yang Xingyue was watching the game outside.

The main reason is that she is not a game fan like Yue Qihua, nor is she like Fang Xiaoxiao who plays everything.

Yang Xingyue is actually not very interested in this type of game. She is willing to play it because Ai Liang is there.

Her main perspective of watching the battle was always on Ai Liang, and she would remind Ai Liang of any missing recovery items from time to time.

Very much like those girls who watch their boyfriends playing games in Internet cafes.

Fortunately, Ai Liang is not around, otherwise Yang Xingyue would still bring tea, water and midnight snacks.

I used to go to Internet cafes like this.

A good wife is a helper.

As the number of games increased, the time soon came to ten fifty.

Yue Qihua controlled the game character and had the last gunfight with the enemy.

After a crackling sound.

game over.

Yue Qihua finally fell in the finals.

There is nothing we can do about this.

Not to mention that half of the team are bastards.

In this round, Ai Liang was surrounded and killed by a group of people as soon as he landed.

Games are not reality. In reality, Ai Liang can fight 10,000 enemies with his bare hands, but the game character cannot do that.

So he landed gloriously in a box.

The team's combat effectiveness was directly reduced by half.

Only Yue Qihua was left, carrying the two bombers alone to continue the game, relying on her excellent skills to reach the finals.

During the last wave of gunfights.

Yang Xingyue has been chatting with Ai Liang through video chat by her side, causing Yue Qihua to be distracted again and again.

Ultimately leading to losing the game.

Although no one cares about winning or losing.

Exit the game and return to the lobby.

Yue Qihua coughed twice, came to Yang Xingyue and patted her shoulder: "Ahem, it's getting late. Xingyue, shouldn't you go back to your room to rest?"

Yang Xingyue reluctantly looked away from the tablet: "Well... we won't have classes tomorrow anyway, so it doesn't matter if you sleep a little later."

"It will be eleven o'clock soon. Usually at this time, Ai Liang has already gone to bed."

Yue Qihua reminded.

"Hey, is it already so late?"

Yang Xingyue immediately looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table and complained with a grimace: "Well, time flies too fast!"

Yue Qihua pouted and muttered: "You have been chatting with Ai Liang, of course you feel happy."

Yang Xingyue's face turned red: "Yes, what does it matter? Anyway, you didn't meet the enemy at that time."

Yue Qihua sat on the edge of the bed and spread out her tied hair: "Yes, yes, so you should go back to your room and rest quickly, Miss Yang."

As she said that, she took the tablet from Yang Xingyue's hand: "Ai Liang, you haven't taken a shower yet. Go take a shower and rest quickly. If you're not used to staying up late, it's better to go to bed earlier."

Ai Liang shrugged: "Compared to me, you should persuade Xingyue to go to bed first, otherwise she will doze off again the next day."

Yang Xingyue straightened up from the bed, knelt down and leaned on Yue Qihua's shoulders: "No way! I got sleepy because I stayed up late studying questions! And we don't have to go to class tomorrow."

"Okay, anyway, you should go to bed."

Yue Qihua shook her shoulders, but did not shake Yang Xingyue away.

"I'm not going back tonight! I'm going to sleep here!"

Yang Xingyue said angrily.

"Huh? It's so hot, you want to sleep here?"

"Isn't it air-conditioned?"

Yue Qihua narrowed her eyes unconsciously: "Then go and get the pillow first, lest you roll around in the middle of the night and hug me again."

As a good sister who grew up with Yang Xingyue.

Yue Qihua knew very well how her sister slept.

She often fell asleep and experienced the feeling of a ghost pressing down on the bed.

"Huahua, you actually dislike me!"

Yang Xingyue angrily stretched out her hands and scratched Yue Qihua's creaking nest.

"Hey! Wait a minute! Um...haha...video..."

Facing Yang Xingyue's sudden attack, Yue Qihua, holding a tablet in her hand, was unable to form an effective resistance.

He could only tighten his arms as much as possible and clamp Yang Xingyue's palm.

The residual heat of summer has not yet dissipated, so Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue both wore cooler clothes at home.

While the two were playing around, Ai Liang saw many things he shouldn't have seen.

Like some aqua blue straps, white lace, jumping rabbits.

As the screen shook, everything was in view.

"I think it's best for you to hang up the video call first."

Ai Liang reminded him timely.

Yang Xingyue blushed when she realized she had been exposed, and took her hand out of Yue Qihua's armpit.

The two sat up straight again.

Yang Xingyue put her hands around Yue Qihua's neck and pressed her cheeks against Yue Qihua's.

Then he said in an inaudible voice: "Ai Liang, what you said... Huahua and I have nothing to do..."

Yue Qihua was startled by this bold statement and hurriedly turned her face away.

However, she did not refute this statement.

Instead, he quietly used the corner of his eye to observe Ai Liang's reaction on the screen.

Unfortunately, the expression on Ai Liang's face did not change at all.

This made Yue Qihua a little disappointed.

Mingming was at school before, but he was still looking at me while I was wet...

Yue Qihua recalled the heavy rain on the eve of the high school entrance examination.

The palms of his hands unconsciously placed on his plump breasts.

Ai Liang pretended not to hear these words and controlled the mouse to shut down the computer: "I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. Good night."

Yang Xingyue responded softly: "Well, good night."

Then she used her finger to poke Yue Qihua's waist from behind.

"Night, good night, Ai Liang."

Yue Qihua also stammered and said good night.

Ai Liang nodded slightly and cut off the video.

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