Wang Peipei sat in the second-hand boss chair with familiarity, and didn't care about the freezing screen on the computer screen at this moment. He directly used the mouse to tick the pause button to convert it into the play button. A single-tongue auxiliary word came from the speaker. It was in the most intense stage. The sound was lifting the roller shutter door and opening the glass door and spreading out.

"Sister, don't want reputation, I want it." Cheng Xiaoyu bowed to Wang Peipei. The fierce animals in the university were everywhere. Regardless of men and women, a senior friend graduated two years ago. After drinking too much, he bet 500 yuan with his classmates. This guy really ran naked in the university town. It was rumored to be a story at that time. Wang Peipei was a rare tough among female students after that buddy. He was known as the beautiful guardian of the Electric Power University. Any obscene behavior has nowhere to hide in front of her and will lose all its effectiveness.

Wang Peipei looked at Cheng Xiaoyu disdainfully, turned off the exciting scene, logged in to QQ, and continued to complete the chat that was not completed in the middle of the night. Only on the virtual network can she feel that she is a girl and have rare confidence.

"My phone is broken, the screen is flashing, please help me see." While holding Cheng Xiaoyu's keyboard covered in ashes in disgust, he leaned outward at the corner of the table, staring at the avatar that kept flashing on the computer screen, he said to Cheng Xiaoyu.

"Sister, I've only bought it for a month, why don't you go to customer service?" To be honest, Wang Peipei is a very good person, generous and refreshed, and not at all artificial. Cheng Xiaoyu has made a lot of money on her in recent years. She must have a copy of all the novel accessories and jewelry that arrive. Not to mention the cost of repairing the mobile phone, the money earned by selling it to Cheng Xiaoyu at a low price and then he sold it out was several thousand yuan, which made Cheng Xiaoyu feel embarrassed to make Wang Peipei's money.

"I'm too lazy to go, the customer service is so rude that it may return to the factory. Why not repair it here and spend some money to make a quick look. You should hurry up, I don't have time to use mushrooms here." Wang Peipei's fat hands typing on the keyboard. The bright red fingernails are not as charming as beautiful women, and they can only make people feel a wave of disgust that is simply caused by senses. People always use beauty and ugliness to define their joy and disgust.

"By the way, there is also this MP3, so you can help me see it." Wang Peipei took out a white MP3 from his bag and threw it on the maintenance table, quickly leaving a message to those who did not finish chatting on his mobile QQ last night.

Cheng Xiaoyu pushed the roller shutter door to the top with the iron rod beside the door, opened all the two glass doors, and at the same time opened the windows in the cottage to form a cross-distance air, quickly dissipating the mixed smell of smoke and alcohol in the room. At the same time, he turned off the TV and threw the action film disc burned in the DVD into the drawer under the maintenance desk.

Originally, one morning's work program should have wiped the dust and ground in the house. Cheng Xiaoyu would temporarily put it down when he was alive. Wang Peipei stood up and gave him the position. This was also Cheng Xiaoyu's cleverness. He put the computer and the maintenance desk together, which would make it easier for him to play when he was free, and would not give those who were free of money. After all, the computer could only be idle when he was working, and those who were free of money had no chance to come over to play.

"I told you not to buy domestic machines." I wiped the repair table with a rag. The distance from the table to the chair is the most suitable. Cheng Xiaoyu sat comfortably. Turn on the spotlight on the repair table and shone it on the red rubber welding area. Cheng Xiaoyu picked up the phone and turned on the computer normally to see the situation, and then had a simple guess in his mind and then opened the back shell to check it.

"It's cheap, it's 1,800 yuan, it's not a pity if you throw it away." Wang Peipei turned to the plastic backrest chair, and could clearly see Cheng Xiaoyu's maintenance process through the glass partition.

Originally, the maintenance process was always spent during the chat, but this time Cheng Xiaoyu had no intention of chatting with Wang Peipei. When his left hand subconsciously touched the phone and thought about what the phone might be wrong with it, a thought that did not belong to him flashed through his mind.

"Is it repaired if the central processing chip falls off and is it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu is very sure that he does not have such a strong repair level. He can tell what the fault is just by holding it in his hand. If there are simple faults such as display screen, buttons, switch-off, etc., you can have an initial judgment. Similar to the frequency of flashing and deactivation of displays, which may be one of many faults, Cheng Xiaoyu knows that he is doing his own, and his repair level can only be considered third-rate. With the decline in the price of mobile phones and the autonomy of opening a store outside, more and more complex repair methods are automatically abandoned. To put it bluntly, people have become lazy. In addition, Cheng Xiaoyu has a lazy personality, so he naturally goes with the flow. Among the more than a dozen mobile phone repair stores near the university town, business is not good except for some repeat customers.

What's going on?

Cheng Xiaoyu subconsciously gave a positive thought reply. He looked at the phone's vision and suddenly blurred. A mobile phone circuit board appeared in front of him and gradually expanded to a separate chip until two or three of the many solder joints of the chip were exposed to Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes. The second thought flashed: "Is it repaired?"

Cheng Xiaoyu still gave a positive thought reply, and only felt a special pulse similar to current appeared in the virtual screen, directly rushing to the virtual joint of the chip solder joint to firmly connect it. Then, a stream of energy seemed to be drained from his body. His body, which had not eaten in the morning, was as hungry as if he had not eaten for several days, rushed straight into his brain, and he seemed to be exhausted after the piston moved. His body unconsciously approached the chair, his eyes blurred, and the image in front of him shook heavily. He shook his head unconsciously, and his fingers pressed the power button to continue to maintain strength.

"Who is playing a song of the east wind breaking with the pipa..."

The music for the phone is on. At present, many people like this kind of super-volume music ringtone, as if it is embarrassing if your phone is not loud enough. Cheng Xiaoyu hasn't reacted yet, and Wang Peipei has already snatched the phone from his hand. After turning it on and off for a few minutes, he frowned and said in confusion: "No matter how I did it last night, it was so easy to use it, but it was so easy to use it in your hand. It's strange. Dayu, then show me MP3?"

At this time, Cheng Xiaoyu was immersed in the wonderful feeling just now. What's going on? He raised his left hand and it was obvious that the energy flow that had repaired the phone just now rushed out of his left hand. Could it be?

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but think of the dream that had gradually blurred last night. It wasn't true? He would read some online novels when he had no guests on weekdays. Now the diversity and wonderful ideas of online novels have long exceeded the singularization of martial arts masters flying from high to land in the 20th century. Time travel, rebirth, supernatural powers, immortal cultivation and other modes have been deeply rooted in people's hearts. Countless netizens have imagined that one day they also have the adventure in the novel. The subconscious Cheng Xiaoyu thought about that aspect, and then shook his head with denial, and thought to himself how it is possible?

"Hey, Dayu, what are you thinking?" Wang Peipei played with his cell phone with one hand and pushed Cheng Xiaoyu in a daze with the other.

As soon as he shuddered, in order to confirm the unrealistic thoughts in his heart, Cheng Xiaoyu quickly grabbed the white beautiful MP3 with his left hand. As soon as he got his hands, his eyes were straight at his left hand instead of the MP3. A dizzy feeling appeared, and then the thought of a flash of thought appeared again.
Chapter completed!