Many live broadcast rooms seem to be lined up with local tyrants, but in fact, many of them are operated.
Especially the guild thing...
What to pay back in full, 30% to 70%, bah, Xu Qing doesn't understand.
A big dog like Wang Zijun would not throw money casually, and would find it troublesome to receive verification codes for recharging, and would only charge once in a while if he wanted the anchor to help him play for him, go up a segment, or take him to fly.
Seeing the change of the number one person on the list, Xu Qing still calculated in his mind how much it was.
"Thank you local tyrant."
"I should thank you"
Xu Qing and Jiang He looked at each other.
I have never seen people who give money and thank you.
"Then... you're welcome?"
He had a weird expression, and even said he was impolite when he received a tip. He probably couldn't find another one in the whole Xiaopozhan.
"Thank you very much, thank you"
"..."
Xu Qing looked at Jiang He's silly look, and he was also dazed, scratching his head to watch the bullet screen drift by, and the rows of question marks showed the gossip enthusiasm of other audience members.
"Did you sneak out at night to fight for justice?" He suspected that the heroine's hands were itchy after staying at home for a long time, and she went out to be the eighth hero... Bah, He Miaoxia is gone.
"I do not have it."
Jiang He looked dazed, and slept with Xu Qing's arms in his arms every day, so he never went out at night.
Bangyi didn't speak anymore, as if they were offline. The audience looked at the two people in a daze, and wanted to gossip, but the two obviously didn't know about it, which was very contradictory.
"Weird..."
Xu Qing retreated to the side to find Bangyi's private message, don't make a scene of a primary school student secretly swiping his family's bank card for a huge reward in order to practice martial arts - he felt that the little fat man he met that day was quite suspicious.
Jiang He was playing the game and suddenly glanced at Xu Qing, hesitated to speak, thought for a while and considered that it was still live broadcasting, so he concentrated on playing the game.
Now it has become a habit to go to the duel arena for pk. I don’t have the same passion as before. I don’t know if it’s the wrong area she chose or what’s going on. I haven’t even encountered a hidden RMB boss (crossed out) fighter. .
Like what Xu Qing said before, "Zhi Fubao sent it, admit defeat to a set of year sets", I have never encountered it once, just winning and losing, and slowly climbing up.
After all, half of the highlights are on the background board of Xu Qing. Without Xu Qing, there are many fewer people. There are not as many people watching her broadcast lol. Although she doesn't talk much, the audience in the bullet screen sends out bronze tumors and silver tumors. For self-entertainment, watching her kill all directions and then lose, while teammates spat on each other but ignored her, it was extremely joyful.
It may also be the reason for the lack of broadcasts... Jiang He secretly analyzed that if it is like playing in a duel field, it will soon be aesthetically fatigued, and then the cycle will repeat.
She also thought about changing the lol broadcast, but the two games are too different, not to mention anything else, the duel field can play many rounds in a few minutes, and you can play many rounds in an hour, but you can only play one or two in lol, unless you surrender directly. Otherwise, it will take more than an hour to get down three times.
Xu Qing did not choose this game for her at the beginning because of time considerations, three games, and no difference, this kind of game takes up a lot of time, and it may take longer if you encounter an anxious situation, and there is only so much time in a day , If you do too much of this, the rest of the time will be taken up. .
She still has a lot to do, the hat of the ancients has just been cast off, and the future has just begun, so it cannot be wasted on games.
Unless you really give up the countless possibilities, and this road goes dark, you can spend a lot of time hugging the computer like Xu Qing... If there is no other better way out, she will choose this way. Right now, I'm still spending an hour a day live streaming, just riding a donkey to find a horse. Once there is a better choice, I will throw away this broken game.
Jiang He went over his plan more than once.
A group of smart people.
When it was eight o'clock, Jiang He turned off the game and the live broadcast, Xu Qing came over and showed Jiang He his phone.
"Here is a private message." Jiang He pointed to the computer, "I guess it was sent by her."
"Can you guess who it is?"
"I feel... not sure, so I didn't open it just now." Jiang He said, shaking the mouse, and clicked on the uncertain private message.
A big orange:
"Maybe it's a bit abrupt... But I really want to thank you. I saw the video you posted a few days ago. I watched it several times before I confirmed that it was really you. In the past two days, I have watched all the videos on your account. I just feel... How should I put it, it’s so good. I love life, and suddenly I can’t think about it, it’s really stupid. There are so many interesting people and interesting things in the world. Now I am very firm. I originally wanted to thank you, but I thought You may not like to be involved with strangers, so be it... maybe a little incoherent, but, really, really appreciate that you can reach out and give me a hand... I want to wish you happiness, but it feels weird... that I wish you riches, thank you, stranger"
The very long words, with no beginning or end, made Jiang He look up at Xu Qing with such an expression.
"Is this our fire, or her..." Xu Qing scratched her nose. Jiang He has the habit of uploading videos every time she broadcasts live. Except for touching her feet, all others are uploaded to the homepage. The highest number of views is More than 300,000 yuan, and it was only when he practiced piles and played chain mail at the beginning that those showy operations were forwarded more.
Oh, there are ghost animals made by others, which seem to have hundreds of thousands of views.
I don't know which video I saw it from.
"It's for you again."
Jiang He thought about how Xu Qing was shivering tightly wrapped in the quilt that day in Suzhou, paused, then straightened up suddenly and pulled him down, rubbing his face with both hands.
"Why are you so powerful?"
"Because I am Xu Qing."
Xu Qing snorted, and dodged out of Jiang He's clutches.
If this guy hadn't come out, he would have forgotten about the incident in Suzhou, and after he came back, he had a bragging with Xu Wenbin and then forgot about it.
"She said we love life." Jiang He continued to click with the mouse.
"The two poor ones are laughing and joking every day, who do you love if you don't love them?"
"Are we poor?"
"You're so poor, you play games every day to support your family."
"That's right..."
Jiang He is very satisfied with the four words of supporting the family. Xu Qing is lazy and lazy. Endure Xu Qing's harassment.
Reward yourself with a slice of hawthorn.
She has already wiped out the dried sweet potatoes, and now she likes this sour hawthorn slice, which is not as durable as dried sweet potatoes. It will feel greasy after eating four or five slices at a time, but it’s not too good to put one in your mouth once in a while.
With slender fingers, pinch the hawthorn slice and put it near his mouth, take a bite, and squint his eyes, Jiang He's appearance of enjoying the best taste in the world made Xu Qing feel a lot of troubles in his heart,
It's like when I went to my grandma's house when I was a child, Erya who had a big nose next door peeled off a candy and put it in her mouth.
No matter how long he stayed in modern times, the temperament of this Kaiyuan bumpkin would not change.
Xu Qing rubbed his arms and prepared to take a bath, then remembered that his feigning injury had been discovered, and put down his hands as if nothing had happened.
"Would you like to show me your high heels later?"
"Are you the Teddy mentioned on the Internet?" Jiang He asked.
"??"
"Hurry up and go to bed." Jiang He urged.
"I'm not going to sleep."
…
late at night.
The air is filled with the aroma of Shimou flowers.
The air conditioner that produces cold air is working hard, making a slight sound.
Jiang He lazily pulled the quilt over his stomach to prevent him from catching a cold.
The aftertaste lasted for a long time, she squinted her eyes and looked at the curtains.
Now is not the time when I was calm on the surface and panicked inside.
She gradually understood why the prince disappeared after waking up the princess because the TV station did not allow it.
"How does it feel?" Xu Qing buried his head in her hair and asked.
"Feel… "
Jiang He slowly wrapped his hands around Xu Qing's head, "I have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du."
"...Go to sleep, I have to get up early to recite the text tomorrow."
"Don't say such a spoiling thing."
…
Disappointment belongs to disappointment, what should be learned still needs to be learned.
The more he learns, the more Jiang He realizes the charm of reading, which is difficult for urbanites who grew up in modern times to appreciate.
The obvious change in reading is not fate, but one's own perception of the world.
From a blank sheet of paper to knowing everything about modern times, with the tool of Baidu, almost any question can be answered.
It turns out that wind, rain, thunder and lightning all come from the earth.
It turns out that solar and lunar eclipses happen every year.
It turns out that human intestines are 4-5 times longer than their height...
Huh
It seems that something strange has been mixed in.
Jiang He's pile of books, compared with the novels on the bookshelf, is in the morning, and the best time to study is in the morning, as Xu Qing said.
Xiaoyan is on summer vacation, and occasionally she and her friends can be seen passing by the window, but maybe she is a little older, and no longer likes to come over to call Brother Xu Qing like the previous two years, and then do homework here.
In the scorching summer, apart from going out shopping with Gong Ping occasionally, Jiang He wore shorts, short sleeves and slippers, read and took notes in the room with a fan blowing, and occasionally played games.
Bangyi called 'A Big Orange' would occasionally post barrage during the live broadcast, and the two of them would reply when they saw it, and forget it if they didn't pay attention.
The house was renovated in October, and the two of them went over to take a look. It was beyond Jiang He's imagination, with clean floors, brand new closets, a half-sized kitchen, and a bay window in the bedroom.
Taking a look at each room, the country bumpkin Jiang He couldn't believe that it was still that ugly rough house three months ago. He lay on the bed and wanted to move here to experience it right away, but was dragged away by Xu Qing.
"Formaldehyde is more powerful than your Crane's Crown Red. If you take two more puffs, you will get nothing. You can't have children, you will get old, you will lose your hair, and your hair will fall into a bald head."
Xu Qing frightened her while gesturing with his hand on the head. He wanted to live in it as soon as the decoration was completed, and even a martial arts practitioner couldn't bear it.
It is useless to get through Ren Du's second line.
Jiang He knew it was scary, but he still couldn't help turning his head back frequently, "Is it really ours?"
"Really?"
"Is our new house so nice?"
Facts have proved that no matter ancient people or modern people, their love for houses is the same.
Otherwise, Su Dongpo wouldn't ask his younger brother to borrow money to buy a house when he was old.
Xu Wenbin originally wanted to participate in the decoration of Xu Qing's new house, but after being rejected, he waited for him to come up with some flowers, and when he saw the real photos of the two of them, he fell silent.
Jiang He happily nestled in the kitchen with Zhou Suzhi, had a home that he longed for, and it was better than expected, so he couldn't be unhappy.
After coming here for more than three years, not only have the closest people, but also a place of their own—belonging to the two of them.
In the words of the game, she, a Kaiyuan person, has opened a cheat.
"Dad, look at my daughter-in-law, how happy she is every day, how wonderful."
"Your mother is so happy when she wins playing mahjong."
"Was lost?"
"..."
Xu Wenbin crossed his hands on his knees, sat for a while, got up and went to the study, and came out after a while with a copy of "Sun Tzu's Art of War".
"Dad, you are wrong..."
"I read my book, what does it matter to you?"
"We're not married yet."
"It's been almost a year since I got the certificate. What do you mean you're not married yet? There's a drinking thing, and the new house is ready. Isn't it time... to discuss life?" Xu Wenbin said this, put down the book and pondered.
Getting married is as big a deal as moving house.
There are only three traditional happy events: marriage, housewarming, and childbirth. Those who pay attention to these three types of people have to hold a large banquet and entertain guests. auspicious time.
According to Zhou Suzhi's superstitious temperament, she must find someone to pick a good day for getting married. Although Xu Qing is not superstitious, it is not a disadvantage to pick this kind of thing.
"Discuss the date... Next year, I don't think there is such a rush." Xu Qing glanced at the grandson's art of war that Xu Wenbin had put on the table, and suddenly he was not so urgent about getting married.
After helping Jiang He get through the two veins of Ren and Du, the marriage can be a few months earlier or a few months later, mainly depends on Jiang He... Now considering the matter of being born, it should be later.
If Jiang He wants to go to school, he must have a big belly.
The father and son debated whether it was this year or next year until the two women in the kitchen brought out the food, and then went to wash their hands together and prepare to eat.
I came here to celebrate, and I haven't officially moved in yet, but Xu Qing has carefully checked every corner, the decoration is very careful, and I didn't find any flaws.
"Mom, when is your wedding anniversary?" Xu Qing suddenly asked while holding a bowl, as if he hadn't seen the old couple celebrate for so many years.
Spring or summer or autumn
I feel that the probability of Xia Tian is relatively high. His birthday is in June, and when he got married at that time, he almost immediately started having children, so...
"What anniversary? Marriage?" Zhou Suzhi thought for a while, then looked at Xu Wenbin, "Should we get married in autumn?"
"In winter, I'll ride over to pick you up on a 28th pole. It's brand new. You sit on the back seat with your neck hunched and hide behind me." Xu Wenbin learned it by hunching his neck. He still remembers Zhou Suzhi sitting on it as soon as he jumped. , he pushed the cart, and took Zhou Suzhi home from her natal home step by step.
"No, I remember it was autumn. I ate a piece of moon cake before changing clothes. My mother wouldn't let me drink water. I was dry. When will it be?"
"I don't remember that day, but I remember the two of you with your sleeves tucked up, on the road without saying a word, just kept laughing."