Su Qiang and Tang Jiaxin laughed aloud as they watched the barrage passing by in the live broadcast room.
These people are so funny.
Su Cheng felt from the bottom of her heart, this is really good.
Bol should grow in the love of fans.
She giggled and said, "Oh, she used to be cute and now she's handsome and cute. Who can resist that?"
The bol in the camera, today has soft and black hair, not only looks tender, but also looks extraordinarily well-behaved, against the white and thin face, coupled with the obsidian-like black eyes, the whole person is shining.
It was good to see that even Tang Jiaxin, who claimed to be a penny-pinching iron rooster, couldn't help but tipped a gift.
Bol frowned: "Huh? Want me to download it earlier?"
He took a sip of milk tea with a fierce face: "Alright, then I'll drink it first."
[Don't stop, we're just kidding.]
[Next time if you want to play hard, throw away the milk first?]
[Brothers are talking nonsense.]
[I haven't seen enough yet, let's talk about it next time.]
[Don't take it seriously hehehe, it's too late for you.]
Su Cheng stared at Bol's face on the screen, and couldn't help sighing: "Oh, beauty and cuteness kill me."
Bol cuts.
This group of people has to give some color to see it before they talk about it.
At this point, everyone's enthusiasm for swiping gifts has just passed, and it has subsided a little, and the system prompts in the live broadcast room have also become much quieter. Therefore, [anchor Wei Weiyi]'s reminder to enter the live broadcast room is particularly special.
This Wei Weiyi is naturally Xu Weiyi, and Wei Weiyi is the name she hangs in the live broadcast room.
"Happy birthday to God Bol." Xu Weiyi posted a barrage in the live broadcast room.
In FCTV’s live broadcast room, fans on the contribution list have different logos. The more money tipped, the cooler the logo.
The same is true for anchors. The platform will comprehensively consider the data based on the number of fans in the live broadcast room, average popularity, gifts, and activity. The better the data, the more golden the name of the anchor will be.
Although Xu Weiyi's level is not the same among the anchors on the entire platform, it is still very conspicuous among the fans.
To be precise, it is particularly obtrusive in the eyes of bol fans.
Su Cheng: "Damn, that's fine too..."
She shook Tang Jiaxin's arm: "I just said that she is absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, definitely harboring ill intentions against Bo!"
Tang Jiaxin: "I was stupefied. I didn't expect that Xu Weiyi could get a foot in my happiness on the Internet."
Annoying, really fucking annoying.
Bol naturally also saw Xu Weiyi. In order to avoid unnecessary interaction, he chose to pretend not to see it, and still maintained the appearance of chatting with fans and friends just now.
Xu Weiyi didn't notice bol's indifference, thinking that the other party really didn't see her words, so she proudly threw five moonlight treasure boxes, and five system messages flew continuously in the live broadcast room.
Now even the blind can see.
Bol: "..."
Although there were other anchors who came to give him gifts just now, those were more or less friends. You send me off this time, and I send you off next time. It’s just that you come and go between friends.
And Xu Weiyi's situation is not suitable for sending these things, it's like trying to integrate into other people's circle of friends, but before integrating into it, first assertively use the methods in their circle to get close.
The premise of doing this also depends on whether people are willing to take you to play.
Embarrassing and redundant.
[. . . . . .]
[Who is this?]
[When did you meet each other?]
[emmmm... ...]
[I want to make a dangerous statement...]
[Don't talk about the previous ones, we all understand.]
"Thank you for the Moonlight Box." Bol coughed lightly, and answered the barrage question, "It's not counted as acquaintances, I just met them in DML."
This can be regarded as leaving the relationship clean.
Bol suddenly remembered that he seemed to still have this woman's WeChat, picked up the phone beside him, and transferred 10,000 yuan to her directly.
It was exactly the sum of the five Moonlight Treasure Boxes.
"Thank you, don't send it again next time."
"You're welcome, this is a gift for you, don't be so fussy with me."
"Accept, I don't accept gifts from strangers." Bol's words were concise and to the point, with the obvious meaning of rejecting others thousands of miles away.
You can't take things from strangers, this is the truth he remembered from kindergarten.
stranger
Xu Weiyi pretended to be wronged and asked: "Aren't we considered friends? Are gifts from friends not acceptable?"
The result showed that the sending failed, leaving only a red exclamation mark.
"Bcy has turned on friend verification, and you are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first, and the other party can only chat after the verification is passed."
Looking at the prompt on the screen of the phone, she bit her lower lip fiercely, and threw the phone against the wall, causing the screen to shatter in an instant.
[What are you doing, what phone are you looking at.]
[Can you concentrate on chatting with us.]
[What about chatting, leave us to look at the phone?]
[Oh, such a perfunctory man.]
Bol: "Whoever plays with the phone, I just take care of things."
Glancing at it from the corner of the eye, it's fine, Xu Weiyi has tactfully exited the live broadcast room.
Su Qiang watched Bol's expression closely, and after confirming that the other party didn't have too many fluctuations due to Xu Weiyi's appearance and departure, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the two people should not have much friendship.
She heard bol open his lips and said: "Chatting with you is boring, and you will hate me. Let's play a few games and bring water friends today."
Bol boarded the game, and seemed to think for a while: "I will randomly draw a few in the barrage, and the users who are drawn will private message Fangguan No. 1 with your game ID, and I will add friends."
The barrage exploded again in an instant.
[I, me, me.]
[Baby, choose me, choose me, choose me.]
[I want to eat some chicken, please, beat me.]
[I haven't eaten chicken for a month, can you give me a chance?]
[God bol ballballed you, quickly take me to eat chicken.]
[Don't talk about chicken, pay attention to the barrage civilization.]
Bol casually called out two names among a group of users.
Su Qiang stared at the screen in a daze, silently admiring the two lucky ones, before he finished admiring them, in the next second, he heard Bol shouting: "Cracker crackers."
"Huh? What the fuck? It's me?" Surprised, she found Fang Guan No. 1 and quickly sent her game ID.
Bol added friends and invited to form a team, all four of them were in the team.
[why it's not me!]
[Ah, ah, I'm so envious, so jealous, I'm so sour.]
[Damn, it's shortbread senbei again, what luck is this lady.]
[Did you see the video posted today by Shortbread Xianbei?]
[Is the shortbread senbei the very delicious little fairy that I was matched with back then?]
[Yes.]
Bol glanced at the WWxianbei game character, and gently pulled the corner of his lips.
In fact, there were so many bullet screens just now that he didn't see the speech of Subing Xianbei at all. He just guessed that Subing should be in the live broadcast room today. It just happened to be a coincidence that she was called by her name just like that.
The random selection of water friends is a lie, at least half of the shady is hidden.
Su Qiang clicked to prepare. Speaking of which, this was the second time to play a game with bol who was on live broadcast.
Happy with a little nervous and exciting.
The island map chosen by Bol jumped to the sea view room next to G port.
In the team, Bol, Su Cheng and two male players, devil2000 is a freshman student, and MrLiu666 is an office worker in his thirties.
"Whether you're going for a walk or a hatchback? Xianbei? Senior?" devil2000 read her name.
Before Su Qiang had time to explain, she heard bol say, "It's Wangwang Xianbei, I can't even guess it, how stupid."
Devil2000: "Excuse me."
[All right, all right, you're smart and you're reasonable.]
[Zai Zai is so smart, he can scold others, that's great.]
[The id of the live broadcast room is called shortbread senbei. I can’t guess it. It’s obviously because the water friend’s reflex arc is too long (I didn’t mean to say that the water friend is bad, but I don’t want to admit that bol is smart)]
[Can you be praised if you scold others? Sooner or later, bol will die in the hands of you stupid fans.]
[It's a good day today and I don't want to spray dirty, black fans consciously get out.]
[Fans like him like this, hold back.]
Since Su Cheng was the only woman in the whole team, the two male water friends also acted like gentlemen.
"Xianbei, tell me what you need later, I'll pick things up now."
"I can give you mine too."
Devil2000 and MrLiu666 sang together.
"Thank you, but I don't need it right now."
Bol was not very happy to hear the conversation between the three. Shortbread is his friend, so do these two strangers need to take care of him
He is not just for display.
He said: "Both of you take care of yourselves, I will be responsible for Xianbei."
"Yo yo, brother, the tone is quite loud, do you know what it means to be in charge?" Mrliu666 is one of the big names in the bol contribution list, and he has been brought by bol a few times before, so he is quite familiar with it.
After hearing this, Su Qiang said shyly, not understanding what reserve is: "Okay...then you are responsible..."
Tang Jiaxin was stunned by this appearance.
Bol: "..." I always feel that something is weird.
"Oh... I mean in this game you're in charge of me..."
"..." You might as well not explain it.
An explanation seems to mean that there is no silver three hundred taels here.
The sea view room only jumped out of their team, so it was safe for the time being, but luck was not too good, and not many good supplies were collected in this round.
Su Qiang's hand speed was not as fast as those of the three, and his equipment seemed particularly shabby.
"What's missing?" Bol asked.
Devil2000 spoke first: "God bol, I still need a fully automatic rifle. Damn, I searched so many houses and I didn't have one."
"I didn't ask you, I asked Xianbei."
"Oh."
Su Cheng: "To be honest, I lack everything except a pistol, an AK, and 15 bandages."
Mrliu666: "Sister, you are too poor."
"..." Su Qian was helpless, "I don't want this kind of thing to happen..."
"Come on, what do you want, I'll give it to you." Mrliu666 said generously.
"Ok... ... "
Bol stopped it in time, and with a little temper: "I've said it all, and I'm responsible."
Su Cheng heard him say to herself again: "Don't ask for their things, I'll give them to you."
"Oh... ... "
[Why, if you have a girl today, you have to pretend to be aggressive, right?]
[Why didn't you treat me so well when you played with me last time?]
[It's strange.]
[Give me back what you can.]
[The last time I played with you, I said I wanted the M4 in your hand, did you just pretend you didn't hear it and forget about it?]
Su Cheng saw that bol was manipulating the game characters to come in front of her.
Bol couldn't bear to look directly: "You are too... poor..."
A shriveled first-class bag, a green first-class head.
Very poor.
Bol gave her half of his goodies.
But not all.
Otherwise, how would he fight and protect his teammates.
Su Qiang picked up everything that bol threw to her, and suddenly thought of a joke she had seen before.
Halfway through the game, all four of them were fat, and there were no enemies, so the timing was just right.
Su Qiang said, "Bol, can you give me a first aid kit?"
Bol responded with almost no hesitation: "Okay."
"Can you give me your third-level bag?"
"it is good."
Su Cheng pursed her lips and smiled: "Then are you willing to be my good baby?"
"..."
[Hahahahahaha haha is so good.]
[Bol's face is bewildered.]
[Bol is still just a child.]
Su Cheng: "Hey, why didn't you talk?"
Bol held a grenade in his hand: "Did you see this mine?"
"Look, I saw it."
"Hmph, talk nonsense, and we will die together."
Su Cheng: "..."
555555 is so fierce.