Canonical version: Standing alone in the desert, looking up at the stars, feeling carefree, looking back, with an unpredictable smile, full of charm
Unserious version: Ding Yi suspected that his brain was caught in the door. Why do there seem to be strange people in this weird world where every move is a matter of life and death? He laughed at himself: It was absolutely a mistake.
Others:…! The king of hell smiles, life and death are unpredictable.
Teammates (all handsome guys): Oh, come on.
Lao Gong: Just two words "support"
"Normal" introductory version: Ding Yi's 360-degree Thunderbolt Thomas spirals into a novel of unknown origin. Since he has always believed that talking more and doing more is worse than lying flat and being a salted fish, everything is dispensable to him, until he meets a group of... Teammates who are pitting each other against each other. (The author doesn't know how to describe them, so let's do it.) He found out: I sat up in a panic when I was dying, and I was the one who picked up a group of troubles.
Author's dictation: This is my first post, so please forgive me. If there are any inaccuracies, please revise the post and ask for forgiveness. This is just an imaginary story about a "warm" team forming a team to survive. Just take a look and have fun.
Intention: What never changes in the long night is the bright lights, I wish you a good sleep
