MTL - Feng Mang-Chapter 7 I don't believe I can't catch you!

Walking to an apartment, Han Dong said, "Here it is.

"Oh, this place is pretty good.

"Li Shang was quite surprised." The location is very good, and the real estate is quite new.

Han Dong grinned. "I am the only one in trouble. I do n’t have enough money to pay attention to it. I never give up on myself."

Li Shang walked up and found out that the one-hundred-square-meter room was split into ten compartments, which did not include public toilets and kitchens.

Han Dong lived in one of them. To put it plainly, it is a group rented house, which is slightly better than the basement.

"Come in.

Han Dong opened the door for Li Shang.

Li Shang was ashamed. The whole room could not be simply described as "disorder", almost everything was piled on the ground.

Rubber leather, newspapers and magazines, bottles and cans, clothing snacks ... where can I go? "I walked hurriedly in the morning and didn't have time to clean up.

Han Dong said, "Find a place to sit.

"Lee Shang looked around. There wasn't a chair. Where was it? Han Dong picked up a piece of rubber leather from the junk pile and stepped on it a few times. An inflatable stool came out.

Li Shang asked again, "Where do you sleep at night? Play on the floor?" "Isn't there a bed?" Already.

Li Shang swallowed, "Will your computer be inflatable too?" Han Dong cast a cold eye. "Yes, even I am inflatable.

"Li Shang turned on the computer at will, because the boot speed was slow, and he looked around for another time while he was working.

There is no such thing as decent furniture, except for inflatables, which are folded, except for plastic, which is rubber.

More than ten minutes passed. Looking at the computer display again, it hadn't turned on yet.

Oh my **** ... Li Shang sighs endlessly, dare to be particular about this life? If you're a little bit harder on yourself, you can't live in the pit? "My house, except for its poor sound insulation, is pretty good.

Han Dong was quite contented.

Li Shang asked: "How bad is the sound insulation?" Just after asking, the room across three walls made a faint whisper, "We use an alarm clock in 10 of our houses.

"Li Shang," ... "Han Dong dragged his mouse." Show you the movie I made. Watch this first. My lens is a little over 11 minutes. "

"Dragging for 10 minutes.

Li Shang waited in anticipation. As a result, 12 minutes later, Han Dong asked him, "Did you see it?" "Ah?" Li Shang blinked, "Did you just show up? I didn't notice it!" Didn't you see it? Drag it back, drag it back, focus on it.

"Li Shang didn't even dare to blink this time, but he still didn't catch it.

"Otherwise, when it comes to your shot, you help me take a pause.

Li Shang said.

At 11 minutes, Han Dongmeng poked the mouse, but it was early.

Continue playing, click again, "Fuck, it's over.

"Drag back to the point," it's early.

"Wipe, it's late again.

"..." Han Dongxuan's sleeves rubbed his hands together, "I don't believe I can't catch you!" "This time it's going to be hard ... the computer crashed.

"It's okay, let's restart.

"Han Dong said.

Li Shang had a kind of sore heartache, and he finally understood what Han Dong meant by "I can't even see it". According to the difficulty of capturing and the computer configuration, the two lenses were enough to toss.