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The funny thing was, there were actually passersby who set up some sort of "God of Ye" backup committee to deal with these people who were spouting "God of Ye".

Ye Suqi did not know whether to laugh or cry. It was likely that these people did not like the Wild Horse, they just wanted to find a reason to spit it out.

"sons of Wild Horse Chicken, don't come with a beat in your comments!"

"You are the f * cking one! In order to hide its mistakes, the dog-penguin forcibly washed Ye Xing away! "

"You, Sima, will never learn to control the Ye God, hahaha!"

"Can you please let Wild Horse's son watch the video properly before coming here to talk?"

"..."

The comments section of the electric race had always been a disaster zone where the black punks insulted and insulted people. It seemed that it was the same no matter what world it was, it would always be the same.

Ye Suqi did not even have time to look at this thing, he went back to the game interface and found out who was the lackey who sent him a few more messages.

This ID, it was really Chinese and Chinese.

Jingjing, Master Zhi: "How about it? What do you think about it?" Our club is the top club in the country, with sufficient funds, top coach, beautiful environment and facilities!

Jingjing, Master Zhi: You won't lose out if you come to us. Even if it's a newbie, you'll get a monthly salary of 5000 yuan!

Jingjing, Master Zhi: Our welfare is considered top-notch in the club. You can add us to WeChat for a detailed discussion!

"..."

After looking at all these, Ye Suqi leaned on his pillow and thought, it sounded pretty good.

His mind raced as he sent out a string of messages.

Your Ye God: Ten moves, ten rejections.

God of Lightning, Master Zhizun: … What?

There was actually no such word here? Ye Suqi curled his lips and explained:

"Very touched, and then refused."

Jingjing, Master Zhi: "Why?" Please think about it. We have BLABLABLA here...

Ye Suqi looked at the endless stream of words that was sent over and thought apologetically, I'm truly sorry.

Unfortunately, his body was that of a dog.

All these Clubs had to do real life training, and he could only be one of the ones hidden in the web.

Big BOSS.

Gaga, this feeling of mysteriousness was rather refreshing.

Ye Suqi snickered and firmly rejected the God of Philosophy, who finally said regretfully that he hoped that there would be a chance to cooperate next time.

Although Ye Suqi's reply was good, it was in his heart that he regretted it. If there was a day when he would become a human, then he would never do such a silly thing as playing online games again!

He was going to pick up girls! To eat, drink, play, and do all sorts of things that can only be enjoyed by people!

After clearing out the friend requests, Ye Suqi found the Wild Horse account number, and added it as a friend.

You actually dare to say that your grandpa started hanging up? Brat, you need to learn your lesson!

It was a pity that this was probably a small account of the Wild Horse, and that it wasn't online right now, and his big account refused to accept strangers' friend requests.

Ye Suqi looked at the webpage and sent a few sentences:

"I am your Ye God, Wild Horse cannot accept this solo!"

— — Please login your account number.

Oh my god!

Fortunately, there were some websites that didn't require such trouble for account numbers. He used his QQ number to register for a relatively large account on the video game forum called "Wandering" and then posted a war letter.

After taunting that Wild Horse, Ye Suqi threw out one last sentence:

"Eight o'clock tonight! solo! "

After doing all this, he lay down on the bed and yawned.

He had nearly forgotten his original intention because he wanted to chat with Miss Jiang!

After sending Jiang Shuangying the message, Ye Suqi started to casually post on her Weibo.

In this information age, whatever was hot at the time would disappear in a few days.

However, what surprised Ye Suqi was that the news about him was still being discussed calmly.

There was even a little V in his name on Weibo, sucking up powder.

"Godly Dog Small Ha", this stupid name, Ye Suqi cursed endlessly, he had watched too many TV dramas, right?

He clicked along this Weibo account and found that it contained all of the videos and photos of him since he "stepped out of the world". There were even some that he had never seen before.

"Handsome Little Ha, give master an umbrella."

A picture with an umbrella held in the mouth of the Husky appeared in front of Ye Suqi.

The comments were all about "moe", "moe cry", "sweet little ha" and so on.

This was not the main point, the main point was that, wasn't this photo f * cking taken when he delivered the umbrella to Miss Zhao two days ago?

He clearly remembered the shame he felt when he held the small pink umbrella in his mouth, as well as the actions of the young hooligan girl when he went to take a bath …

Although he had not seen the picture taken by Zhao Lee‘er, but it was definitely this one!

Could it be that this Weibo was created by Zhao Lee‘er?

Ye Suqi looked around, but he could not find anything special.

However, he was a fan of his own, with such an account on Weibo. He actually had a few thousand fans. The content was just to send out their own handsome photos and ugly photos of other animals.

It was several times more than the number of Jiang Shuangying's Weibo account fans.

In the face of such an era of hype, Ye Suqi only had one thing to say:

He was the one being stir-fried. Awesome!

Seeing the praises from the few young sisters, Ye Suqi couldn't help but float in the air, as if he was really praising himself and not just the skin of a Husky.

He was beginning to understand the feeling of swelling in those people. Being worshipped and loved by a bunch of girls, there were even some people who chased them for thousands of miles just to shout out "XX I love you".

There were even a lot of beautiful girls who hoped for a day like this.

If it was him, he would have also swelled up!

This was way too satisfying!

Just as Ye Suqi was filled with fantasies, he finally received a reply on his QQ.

Ying Rushuang: Sorry, class just ended.

Eh, I didn't expect this girl to be such a good student that obediently listens in class.

Ye Suqi thought back to his student days …

Yes, as long as one is brave enough, every day is a lie.

At the end of the semester, all classes were closed.

Ye Suqi: What class are you in?

After saying that, he wanted to punch her. Why did she move so fast?!

Ye Suqi who was familiar with all kinds of rules for flirting knew that this was a straight man's way of speaking!

He wanted to punch the table.

Ying Rushuang: Dance class.

Ye Suqi: Oh, oh, you must look good dancing!

After a while, there was a reply.

Ying Rushuang: Probably.

The Little Husky on the bed stretched out its claws and covered its face in grief.

Even after living with a girl for several days, he still could not chat with her!

Looking at the awkward chat history, Ye Suqi was lost in thought, scratching his head.

He quickly opened up a famous learning forum and clicked on "The Ten Principles of Chatting with Sisters". "Master teaches you how to tease a girl" to make up for it.