[Network] The counterattack is too far away

Chapter 1

"[Network Matching] The Counterattack Is Too Far Away" Author: Lian Shan [End + extra episode]

Introduction

Because he was drunk, he sang a song with panting, and Pingxi became popular all of a sudden. From an ordinary male college student, he became the Qixi Dada in the mouth of fans. Invite him to sing, my God, isn't he dreaming?

Later, many Yaoxi parties appeared. Although Pingxi was quite happy to be matched with his male god as CP, did he have to accept it?Can't it be an attack?

"Damn it! One day I will counterattack!" Pingxi said angrily.

"Okay, you are welcome to continue to challenge." Chong Yao smiled meaningfully.

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Chapter 1

Morning exercises on Mondays are usually used by Pingxi to catch up on sleep. As a university, their school has an outrageous number of classes, comparable to high school. Every time he wakes up early and goes to class sleepy like a dog, he can't help but want to scold his mother ——Whoever told him that he will be liberated after entering university is fucking bullshit.

Just when he was huddled under the quilt to meet Zhou Gong, the phone rang inappropriately.

Pingxi didn't want to care about it, but the other party persistently called over and over again, like a magic voice piercing his ears, after he was silent for three seconds, he finally roared, a carp stood up and picked up the phone: "What are you doing, what are you doing! "

On the other end of the phone, his cousin Ping Yulin shouted to him in a voice eight decibels higher than his: "Brother, brother, brother! Do you know, do you know, do you know?"

Pingxi's eardrums were almost pierced, and he put down his phone for a while before regaining his senses and said, "It's so early in the morning, you're called a soul..."

"Brother, listen to me first, you know, you're hot, you're really hot!"

Hearing his cousin's voice that was so excited that he was about to go into shock, Pingxi wondered, "What do you mean?"

"It's the song "Majestic" you recorded last time. I asked my classmate to make a PV and lost it on station B, and then!" The other party gasped, "Then I went to station B to have a look today. Ah, more than 700 coins! Go directly to the homepage!"

"More than 700 coins..." Pingxi had no idea about these things, but seeing how excited his cousin was, he echoed, "So amazing...".

"Yes, yes, I am a little transparent and became rich overnight! Damn, my private messages exploded, and my typing hands are shaking now. If I don't talk about it, I will reply to the private message. I will send you the link, and you can appreciate it slowly Ah, everyone is kneeling and licking you."

Ping Yulin hung up after finishing speaking.

Pingxi finally let out a breath, put down his phone and fell asleep, quickly forgetting his cousin's words.

I don't know how long I slept, but I vaguely heard the sound of my roommate coming back. He picked up his watch and looked at it, and slept for three to ten minutes. He couldn't remember if there was any class in the morning, so he asked in a muffled voice: "Do we have class in the morning? ?”

"Yo, you're awake, I thought you weren't awake, I still want to wear headphones." Cheng Zhe's voice came from below.

Pingxi got up half-supported, and rubbed his messy hair: "Why, you want to masturbate?"

"No, your sister just called me and asked me to go to Station B to enjoy your "Majestic and Prestige"."

Pingxi was speechless: "Is she planning to run around the city to tell everyone?"

"Since you're awake, come down and listen together. There's no class in the morning anyway."

"Why do you listen to Yulin so much? Do you really like her?" Ping Xi climbed out of bed, put on a T-shirt, walked over, sat down next to Cheng Zhe, and yawned again and again.

"Nonsense, I'm sincere this time, you have a little self-consciousness to be an assist, next time you will give me a good word in front of your sister."

"I'll think it over."

As soon as Pingxi finished speaking, Cheng Zhe pressed the play button, and the prelude to "Prestige and Prestige" sounded. Pingxi just woke up and felt thirsty, so he picked up Cheng Zhe's cup and took a sip of water. In fact, he no longer remembers that he sang What is it like, because he was already drunk when he sang in KTV.

So when his first panting sounded in the computer, he sprayed water on the screen.

Cheng Zhe cursed: "Damn it, take it easy, my computer is very expensive!"

At this moment, Pingxi just stretched out his hand tremblingly to turn off the video, but was blocked by Cheng Zhe: "What are you doing, what are you doing, dare you sing or not recognize it? Didn't you breathe a lot that night? Can't live."

"Yes, is it..." Pingxi was lost in memory.

That day, in order to cooperate with Cheng Zhe's love-chasing plan, I took Ping Yulin and her girlfriends out for dinner with my roommates. Later, when we were in the KTV, everyone ordered beer when they were in a good mood. Pingxi is a person who can't drink very much. , but was fed up miserably by everyone that day, and finally got completely drunk.

This extremely coquettish "Prestige" is probably also a product after that.

He covered his face in pain, regretting his mistakes.

At this time, the panting part has passed, and he can look directly at his own singing.

The barrage almost covered the entire screen, and the screen was full of "kneeling", "I heard Shi Geng", "Mom, listen to my explanation", "fortunately plugged in the earphones", "want to masturbate series" .

Pingxi doesn't hang around B station very often, just these words are enough to make him blush, he turned to look at Cheng Zhe: "Are people so open now?"

Cheng Zhe patted him on the shoulder: "Just get used to it."

"I don't want to hear it anymore, you can turn it off."

"Then remember to tell Yulin that I obediently watched the video."

"Okay..." Pingxi clicked the Chacha in the upper right corner a little weakly.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief that he no longer had to listen to his own waves and screams.

Cheng Zhe, who was next to him, said, "Actually, you sing really well."

"Really?" Pingxi was not very confident.

"Yeah, the gasps just now, I'm a man, I'm going to be hard."

As soon as Cheng Zhe finished speaking, Pingxi's slippers smacked his face.

In the afternoon, Pingxi went to the supermarket to buy milk, and when he was queuing up to check out, Ping Yulin called again.

To be honest, now that Pingxi saw her name, he felt a little psychologically disturbed. This time he picked it up carefully, and wittily put it one meter away from his ear. As expected, Yulin screamed again: " Brother, are you free from seven to nine on Saturday night?"

"what?"

"You just have to answer whether I'm free or not!"

"I'm not sure about that. It's only Monday today. Who knows what will happen on Saturday."

"I don't care, you free me up on Saturday night!"

Pingxi was puzzled: "Tell me first, what do you want to do?"

"Brother, I have a friend who is controlling YY on the spot. She showed your video to her friend, and her friend showed it to a friend of a friend. Somehow, it finally got to the people from 'Nankeyimeng'. They listened to it. Later, I thought you sang very well, so I searched for you at Station B, and found that you have become popular recently, and they just happen to have a concert this Saturday, and they want to invite you to be a guest."

"Being a guest? Not interested, I should go to the Internet cafe all night on Saturday."

"Brother, if you don't agree, I will sever the brother-sister relationship with you!"

"Hey...you're exaggerating..." Pingxi accidentally took a step back, bumped into the person behind, and said hastily, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." The voice of the person behind him was quiet but full of magnetism.

What a nice voice, Pingxi just wanted to turn around to see what the owner of the voice looked like, when he was brought back to his thoughts by his cousin's roar on the phone.

"Do you know, there are so many great gods in 'Nanke Yimeng', how many people can't pass the exam if they want to, they specially invite you to be a guest, you can be content, and ah, I heard that this song will even return to the missing person Emperor Yao. "

"Emperor Yao?" This name is familiar to him. When he first heard him sing, when he was a sophomore in high school, he was shocked when he heard it in a bar. Send him flowers every day, just like a crazy fan.

However, Emperor Yao has always been a god-like existence, high above and out of reach.

The only time they met was that one day Pingxi mustered up the courage to click on a chorus song he initiated and sang with him once. Unexpectedly, a week later, Emperor Yao forwarded it and said "not bad".

This made Pingxi happy for three days and three nights.

Later, Yaoda did not post any more songs, and some fans who knew about it said that because Yaoda was about to take the college entrance examination, he temporarily withdrew.

Unexpectedly, two years later, this name appeared in his ears again, and the blood of that little fan seemed to be ignited again.

"I go!"

"..." Ping Yulin was silent for a while, "Is your 'I'm going' a declarative sentence or a modal particle?"

Pingxi was speechless: "It's literally meaning, I, go, be, Jia, guest."

"Great!" Ping Yulin cheered, "Okay, the people from Nanke will contact you about the details soon, ah yes, because you are really hot, and the coin will be broken in the afternoon Eight hundred, I have already changed my nickname at station B to your name."

"Don't reveal my name casually, hey!" Pingxi almost burst the milk in his hand.

"Don't worry, of course I didn't type your real name, I wrote—'Xixixixixixixi'."

"Xixixixixixiu?" Pingxi frowned, "It sounds disgusting."

"Ah bah, brother, you are so filthy, it's your name, Xiaoxi's Xi! There are seven in total, you can sing your name later, Weibo, YY names are all changed to this, they must be unified, understand?"

"No, then my acquaintances saw me change the name, didn't they