Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 97: Friendship years

In the early 1990s, China was in a stage of rapid change. There were more and more new things, but the old things were still struggling, and the things that were neither old nor new were still caught in the middle making loud noises, no matter Whether it is economy, thought, or culture, all are in a turbulent state of rapid change.

At that time, KTV was still a very trendy thing. The proportion of massage parlors doing massages and pedicures in foot massage shops was much smaller than that of later generations.

At the end of this road is a large state-owned textile factory. According to previous habits, workers basically regard the factory as their home and take pride in the factory. A worker also represents a family and a large number of people. A dense crowd of people tends to be naturally formed near Dachang.

When it's time to get off work or when it's about to get off work, many vendors will come to this road to set up a stall to do business, and many of them are regular employees in the factory to make extra money.

Selling food and clothing are everywhere, and at this time, the concept of city rectification is not as strict as later generations, and the police station is too lazy to deal with it, and the factory security department also turned a blind eye.

At a wonton stall, a young man with a trendy dress is sitting there eating and drinking. His clothes are absolutely not outdated even for later generations, plus his "good-looking" appearance. This makes him, who sits at a small plastic table on the roadside and eats wontons, always attracts the attention of the group of female workers coming home from get off work.

People in later generations often think that the changes of the times and the popularization and development of communication tools have made yp these things that impact the daily ethics of society become widespread and serious, but in fact this kind of thing is human nature, otherwise why Thousands of years ago Pan Jinlian would open that window?

It's just a pity that the man is like a pure foodie, with three bowls of wontons in front of him, just eating, but he doesn't care about the winks nearby.

A middle-aged man with a big belly came over, moved a small bench and sat down at a small table, directly picked up a bowl of wontons in front of the man and started to eat.

"Order yourself!" the man complained dissatisfied.

"My stomach is not good, I am afraid of being hot." The middle-aged man explained.

"Who told you to be a zombie? By the way, do zombies still need to eat? Do you not feel full when you lie down in the dead every day?" The man joked, just after get off work, and the night market was just there, so There are not many people nearby, but no one has heard such an extraordinary conversation between the two.

"Then why don't you give yourself a paper man to solve your physical problems? Still haunting what Mengyu does." The middle-aged man took a sip of soup and looked very satisfied.

"Can it be the same? My buddy, what I pursue is feelings, and I enjoy the process of climbing. It is a spur and drive to myself. I haven't really thought about it if one day I climb to the top of the mountain to see the sunrise. What kind of feeling, maybe, it will be boring."

"In short, it means the beginning of chaos and the end of abandonment. After playing, there is no new feeling." The middle-aged man looked like a person.

"Hey, my rich brother, I beg you, can you not give you a summary statement like you usually have a work meeting when chatting with you? Would it kill the gods?"

"Let’s talk about how beautiful Liu Mengyu is, how elegant and elegant is Liu Mengyu?" Wealth paused and said, "I'm afraid you will beat me."

"Who would dare to beat you." Su Yuhang shook his head, "If you can't beat you, you will be killed by you. No, if I plan to beat you today, will you know about it ten days ago and make preparations? This is a shame."

"It’s not so exaggerated. Didn’t I tell you that I can’t see the future of someone closer to me." Xu Fugui took another bite of wontons, as if he was a little full, and said, "When I came out, I have eaten at home."

"My sister-in-law's craftsmanship is not good enough for you to eat every day." Su Yuhang sarcastically said unceremoniously, "I have vowed not to eat a second time since I had a meal at your home last time." /

"Previously, the conditions were so bad, there was nothing delicious. At that time, it was very sweet if you had enough to eat. She didn’t have a place to practice crafts. It’s like you, who came out of the high gate compound. Have you had any bitterness?"

"Come on, don't do this with me, remembering bitterness and sweetness, and when you hold the meeting, tell the people below, we are not interested in this, I will settle it, take a few steps to eliminate food?" /

"Yes."

………………

The lively neighborhoods are still one of the few in this small city in this era. It didn’t take long to walk around, and the surroundings seemed a little desolate. Occasionally, people riding bicycles and even groups of three or five people passed by. At present, the city does not have the concept of popularization of cameras in later generations, so it is naturally difficult to do well in law and order.

But these problems do not exist for these two people.

Su Yuhang took out a cigarette, took one by himself, and handed another one to the rich.

"Yo, special offer."

"It's like you can't get it."

"Different levels."

The two people nodded and swallowed the fog as they walked, doing their own contribution to global warming.

"Let's talk about it, just come to the story world, what's the matter?" Fugui asked, shaking his soot.

"Can't I miss you?" Su Yuhang asked rhetorically.

"Come on, if I remember correctly, you entered the last story world with Liu Mengyu. It seems to be the story world of "Mr. Zombie". Once the story world is over, you don’t go and continue to live with her to consolidate life and death. The revolutionary friendship, what do you come to find me for?" Xu Fugui said and laughed, "I am not as charming as Liu Mengyu."

"Come on, let me tell you."

Su Yuhang squatted down on the side of the road, he found a branch at random, and then drew it on the asphalt road. After a while, a simple painting appeared in front of him, although the asphalt road will change in summer Soft, but it is almost impossible for ordinary people to paint on it.

"Painting skills have improved a lot." Xu Fugui sighed. He knew that his friend had deep knowledge in calligraphy and painting.

"Look here, this is a place in the story world of "Mr. Zombie". It's a monster den. There are many monsters living in it. Me, Mengyu and Meng Yu were planning to break away from the other audience and try their luck. Yes, but at this entrance, a whirlpool suddenly appeared, and then this guy came out."

In Su Yuhang’s paintings, there are two groups of people. One group is a man and a woman. Although there are only a few strokes, they are full of charm. It can be seen that it is Su Yuhang himself and Liu Mengyu, and the other is The man walking out of the whirlpool.

"This person's face can't be seen clearly, even the clothes are blurry. It can only be seen that it is a man, and he is not very old." Xu Fugui knows Su Yuhang's skills, so it is obvious that the other party's image is blurred. Not because Su Yuhang did not paint well, but because Su Yuhang himself could not remember the clothes and looks of the other party clearly.

"It might be that something went wrong with the broadcast. A level that was originally set up was evacuated by the broadcast. Have you ever played against it?" Xu Fugui asked.

"After a brief encounter, I am still going to provoke the sky thunder. That guy has a strong melee ability and is very difficult to deal with. Moreover, I feel that he is also a zombie, but unlike your zombie, you are a ground A real zombie, I can’t tell you about him, it feels a bit impure."

"Impurity?" Xu Fugui murmured, "That may be impure blood, what about in the end?"

"In the end, he suddenly disappeared. From appearance to disappearance of this guy, it feels utterly endless." Su Yuhang said.

"Let me see, what can I see?" Xu Fugui shook his head helplessly, "You don't know what I am, you don't know what I am. We also come to me occasionally, but if I can really know 500 years before I know 500 years later, why should I still be a listener? Why not just be a broadcast announcer?"

"Really can't tell?" Su Yuhang said helplessly, "Although broadcasting sometimes has some problems, or even some errors, this time I really don’t feel like a mistake, but a special feeling. ~IndoMTL.com~Mengyu feels the same as mine."

"Come on, I can't see it anyway. Since the beginning and the end have no effect on your story world, then maybe some big guy is doing something against the broadcast and causing a little error in the broadcast. Maybe.

Or, you just think of him as the son of you and Liu Mengyu who came to you to find relatives, hahaha! ! ! "Xu Fugui said that he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"The more you talk about it, the more you lose it." Su Yuhang was angry and funny, and then said, "By the way, I recently met a scientist, which is very interesting."

"Do you still believe in science?" Xu Fugui was surprised, because the existence of broadcasting is the biggest anti-science.

"It's okay, I get along well and can make me some interesting products."

"It shouldn't be great for your current use, right?"

"What about later?"

"No one can tell what's next."

"By the way, rich and honorable, can you see the day when Liu Mengyu and I get married?" Su Yuhang suddenly asked.

Xu Fugui shook his head, "You are too close to me, I can't tell, but if you have a child in the future, I can be a godfather for him."

"The relationship is good, my son will ask you, my godfather, to read the exam questions in advance before the exam, so I don’t have to panic in the high school entrance exam." Rich, how many years do you think we can live?"

"I think I can live a long time. Surprisingly long." At this point, Xu Fugui's face was puzzled, "I don't know if my feeling is right or wrong."

"What is right or wrong if you can live a long time, please be content."

"But I think I can live for twenty years, do you believe it?" Xu Fugui turned his head and looked at Su Yuhang seriously, "I don't believe it myself."