For the viewers who watched the live broadcast of Like Xia Yihui, this is destined to be a special day.
in reality.
In an ordinary homestay.
I kept watching Xia run and run wildly, and nothing changed after watching for a long time. The girl was a little hungry after watching it.
It is said that licking Xia's face once is something that she can lick for a whole day, but in the end this thing cannot be eaten. After watching for a while, the girl finally couldn't bear the growling stomach.
Looking at Xia Yihui on the screen again, nothing changed.
I just left for a while, Xia Yihui should still be running away when I come back, right
Think like this. The girl left the computer screen, went to the toilet to take a shower, and ran to the kitchen to cook a bowl of beef instant noodles for herself, and added two eggs for dinner.
While waiting for the instant noodles to be cooked, the girl held a bag of milk in her mouth. After thinking about it, she ran to the computer to see if Xia Yikui was still running away.
The milk box was sizzling, the girl raised her head and took a sip of milk, then stretched her head to look at the computer screen.
"puff-"
Wucao, did she read it wrong? Why are there two Zhang Qingyu on the computer? !
A mouthful of milk was sprayed straight out, even staining half of the computer screen.
The girl hastily pulled the tissues around and wiped the computer screen clean. After everything was cleaned up, she had time to observe the scene on the screen.
There were three people standing on the bleak rooftop, and Xia Yihui was surrounded by two handsome men on one left and one on the right. He looked very vigilant, the crossbow in his hand was in front of him, and he didn't put it down for a long time.
Seeing this scene at a glance, the girl thought that Zhang Qingyu and Xia Yihui were two big bosses who turned against each other, and that Zhang Qingyu changed to fight Xia Yihui.
But on closer inspection, it seems that this is not the case.
Although the two Zhang Qingyu surrounded Xia Yihui in the middle, judging from their expressions, they didn't intend to attack at all. On the contrary, between the two Zhang Qingyu, the look of swords being drawn was no longer obvious.
The girl subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. If Zhang Qingyu and Xia Yi got into a fight, it would be a fight between gods and the official dismantling of CP. Can you still give them a place for these CP fans
At this moment, the instant noodles that were gurgling in the pot were no longer important, and the growling stomach was also selectively ignored by the girl.
what else? What else is more important than watching Xiaxia's game live broadcast? !
Obviously, for cp fans like them, the dangers they experienced before are nothing to worry about. On the contrary, the current situation is a real 'crisis'.
The girl looked up, a wretched and weird smile appeared on her lips, and she typed with her five fingers flying.
Little chick who likes to eat poppy chicken: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
As soon as her bullet screen went up, the bullet screen behind her paused slightly, and then began to walk in formation.
The little werewolf picking mushrooms: how do you wear Pinru's clothes.jpg
I want to eat meat and meat: how do you wear Pinru's clothes.jpg
Like a person drinking water: how do you wear Pinru's clothes.jpg
No matter how coquettish and demonic wind hangs in the live broadcast room, the plot of the dungeon is still going on.
Looking left and right, Xia Yihui really couldn't tell the difference between the two Zhang Qingyu.
He is a rough man himself, and he thinks that even if there is any difference, he will automatically ignore it, so Xia Yihui decided to read the opinions of the barrage army first, after all, the power of the masses is unlimited.
Thinking of this, Xia Yihui immediately raised his eyes to look at the barrage.
The screen is full of the same sentence.
—How do you wear Pinru clothes.jpg
Xia Yihui was obviously a little confused. Why is the screen full of that classic quote from a scumbag of a certain century
Is it the fantasy of this world, or the fantasy of his live broadcast room
Apparently, neither of these are fantastical, and are even running more steadily than ever. It was Zhang Qingyu who went wrong.
Xia Yihui held the crossbow bolt tightly with his fingertips, his brain spinning rapidly.
The situation at hand is not difficult to analyze. Of the two Zhang Qingyu, one of them should be Ma Lianshan pretending to be using his skills. And all he has to do is to identify which Zhang Dashen is real and which one is fake. In the end, he united with the real master to beat Ma Lianshan.
The process was easy, but when it came time to implement it, it was obvious that Xia Yihui had encountered difficulties.
For no other reason, the two Zhang Qingyu in front of me...are too similar.
The stern temperament, the tall and straight posture like bamboo, and even the tone of the question, all looked exactly the same.
"Are you OK?"
Xia Yi looked to the left and pursed her lips.
"How is the battle going?"
Xia Yi looked to the right again and took a deep breath.
… Oh my god! What a crime!
Usually facing Zhang Qingyu, the pressure is great, but now the pressure is double, is this something people do? !
"I'm fine." Xia Yihui first answered the question from the left, then turned to look at Zhang Qingyu on the right, "Yin Wei bought me time to escape, and now she and Li Bier should be fighting."
After listening to the sound coming from downstairs for a few seconds, Xia Yihui continued: "Li Bier came prepared, Yin Wei is more ominous than good."
When he said this, Xia Yihui quickly lifted his spirits and observed the reactions of the two Zhang Qingyu without any trace. Not to mention facial expressions, he will not let go of even small body movements.
As soon as Xia came back, he really couldn't believe it, could Ma Lianshan really not show his feet all the time
Facts have proved that Ma Lianshan... really didn't show his feet.
The two Zhang Qingyu's reactions were exactly the same, they both nodded expressionlessly and didn't speak, just continued to look at Xia Yihui.
There was a gust of cold wind on the left, and a gust of cold wind on the right. Xia Yihui seemed to be surrounded by two ice machines, caught in the middle doubting life.
It's okay, it's just a small scene. Xia Yihui comforted himself numbly. He has been in the industry for many years, and he has never seen such a big storm. Isn't it the real and fake Zhang Qingyu
Looking at the equipment of the two may be able to distinguish. If it doesn't work, just ask something that only he and Zhang Qingyu know.
Xia Yihui put the arrow on the crossbow very naturally in front of the two of them, and finally held it in front of him, "Can I see your guns?"
The two Zhang Qingyu reacted surprisingly unanimously, they both frowned, and looked at Xia Yihui unblinkingly with their dark pupils.
Very well, the master refuses to cooperate. It seems that only the second method can be implemented.
Xia Yihui said: "In order to identify who is my teammate, please answer my three questions."
Seeing the two nodding their heads, Xia Yi coughed lightly.
Most of the things that only he and Zhang Qingyu knew were private matters that were too shameful. Now if you want to talk about these private matters directly in front of tens of thousands of people, the degree of shame will directly increase several times.
It's still a gradual cycle, starting with the simple one.
Xia Yi thought about it and asked, "What kind of scene did we meet for the first time?"
Zhang Qingyu on the left answered very quickly, as if these things had already been engraved in his mind.
"Campus arena, copy 072, at the door of classroom 607 in teaching building 23."
Hearing this, Xia Yihui instantly remembered the scene when the two met for the first time.
Countless pieces of broken glass, like sparkling elves, danced recklessly in the air, flying past him deftly.
Now that I think about it, this scene is quite romantic.
Xia Yi looked at Zhang Qingyu on the right, and asked tentatively, "Do you also agree with this answer?"
The latter pursed his lips slightly and did not answer, as if he had tacitly agreed.
The audience in the live broadcast room was shocked, and finally no longer obsessed with the quotes of the scumbag man.
"Hahahaha my Tianwo Dema boss 666, one question exploded to tell the truth, the one on the right can't even answer this question, bet 10,000 hot sticks, the one on the right must be fake!"
"You can't say it so absolutely. I think Zhang Dashen, who is so busy with everything, can remember the scene of the first meeting in his heart. They are all men, why remember such nasty things?"
"Actually, Xia Xia's questions should be rush-answer questions. Whoever answers them first will have a higher chance of being a real master."
"It is suggested that the anchor ask about the werewolf killing dungeon. Because the 072 dungeon is really famous, the forum even has a special post about you. Although it is indeed magical to remember the classroom number clearly, it still cannot be one-sided. .”
No matter how lively the discussion in the live broadcast room was, Xia Yihui's problems continued.
He tilted his head and thought for a while, then quickly asked the second question, "In the werewolf killing dungeon, we had a skin-to-skin relationship once. Do you remember where it was?"
After all, Xia Yihui's heart sank when he saw the barrage of 'hahaha' in the live broadcast room.
I knew that these secrets would definitely be ridiculed by the onlookers. Regardless of the ambiguity he said, the live broadcast room was full of viewers who followed all the way, and they naturally remembered the scene that day.
That was when I first entered the dungeon, the location was dressing room No. 3, and Xia Yihui was not fully clothed. And the "kinship of the skin" in his mouth, to put it bluntly, is just Zhang Qingyu undoing the shackles for him.
The audience in the live broadcast room didn't know that the two had a physical reaction at that time, they just thought it was a normal contact, so they laughed extra heartily at this time. Many people also started to joke about Xia Yihui.
"Xia Xia, to be honest, are you taking advantage of this moment to deliberately tease Zhang Qingyu? It's obviously nothing, but you said it as if the two of you had an affair, hahahaha..."
"My God is still close to the skin, is the anchor trying to deliberately embarrass Zhang Dashen hhhhh"
"My God, a thin-skinned person like Zhang Dashen will turn pink when he hears such words. Hahaha, it's the first time I found Xia Zaibai's oily 2333333"
Not paying attention to the banter in the live broadcast room, Xia Yihui's lips curved into a smile. Anyone who is familiar with him knows that this is a smile with a certain chance of winning.
He looked carefully at the two Zhang Qingyu, wanting to see how they would react.
The ears of Zhang Qingyu on the left turned red quickly, and she pursed her lips tightly without saying a word. If the copy can be visualized, then there must be pink bubbles floating around him at this moment.
This picture is indeed very eye-catching, Xia Yi looked at Xin Qi, smiled happily and narrowed his eyes, then turned to look at the other Zhang Qingyu.
The atmosphere here is not so girly. Sensing Xia Yihui's betting gaze, Zhang Qingyu on the right raised his eyelids to glance at Xia Yihui, and frowned almost inaudibly. Other than that, he had no other reaction.
"Very good." Xia Yi said with a smile, "Now comes the last question."
After a pause, everyone's appetite was whetted, and he continued: "Zhang Qingyu, in your heart, who am I?"
There was silence in the air.
The live broadcast room seemed to be dead, and the barrage disappeared in an instant.
This does not mean that everyone is not excited, on the contrary, this is a sign of being too excited. They almost held their breath, and their whole body was about to hit the screen. Typing would only distract them. They had to take their hands off the keyboard to watch the live broadcast to show their innocence.
As soon as the girl carrying beef noodle soup came over, she heard Xia Yihui's words.
——Zhang Qingyu, in your heart, who am I
It is not an exaggeration to say that she put a whole lump of noodles on the keyboard this time. The soup flowed all over the floor, and the smell of instant noodles everywhere, the girl didn't care at all.
With a groan, she fell down in front of the screen, looking eagerly at Zhang Qingyu on the screen.
The young man's eyebrows and eyes are extremely good-looking, with a sense of immortality, and his eyes are clear and elegant. When these eyes are looking at people, they give people a feeling that they dare not approach them for no reason.
It's similar to the fact that the other party is too good, and when they see it, they feel ashamed and dare not contact the other party.
Of course, this kind of situation does not exist here in Xia Yihui. Even if the other party has nine heads and six arms, there is no one in this world who can make him feel ashamed.
This picture is very eye-catching, and the girl can't wait to use this screenshot as a screensaver. Her heart was pounding, and the tip of her nose felt sore for no reason. For some reason, after chasing Xia Yi for so long, today she had an inexplicable feeling that her son was about to get married.
On the screen, two Zhang Qingyu opened their lips at the same time, but they spoke two words with completely different meanings.
The left channel is gentle: "Lover."
The group on the right channel: "comrades in arms."
Two identical clear voices came from the earphones, and the girl froze on the spot. After a long while, watching the crazy barrage in the live broadcast room, she finally let out a howl.
"It's definitely true on the left, if it wasn't for the live broadcast of my mother eating the keyboard! Why is Po Zai Zai really going to get married, Ma Ma can't bear you, wow!"