Li Qinian flashed a smile at the bottom of his eyes.

Shit can't be concealed. She just doesn't want to hide it, but she can't be so rude to children. She always has to find a perfunctory reason to prevaricate it.

ten minutes later.

The computer screen is clean again, as if the dense code just now is just an illusion.

Li Qinian sent the conversation without even trying to log in to top again.

[Seven:TOP can be used, programmers are awesome]

[I love English: the sleeping trough is actually repaired, and my happiness is back! I haven't brushed the questions all day, and now I feel uncomfortable and want to hit the wall!]

[uncle farmer: the programmer of this software is good. He fixed the bug so quickly]

A few more people came out to bubble and express their affirmation to the programmer. Instead, they have been like a talkative "everyone here is my son", but they were silent.

It was a long time before he got the news.

[everyone here is my son:... It's very awesome]

Li Qinian just wanted to type a reply, but he received a message from the other party.

[everyone here is my son: big brother, how did you find the software repaired?]

[seven: Oh, I found it with my eyes]

[everyone here is my son:...]

Fortunately, the other party seemed to just ask casually, and then there was no reply.

Li Qinian looked at the open computer and his thoughts gradually drifted.

Since watching the translation video yesterday, she hasn't been on the game... I don't know what's going on now... Does dark know that his random translation has been found

She hesitated for a while before putting her hand on the mouse again.

Log in to the game and open the live broadcast.

It seems to know that she has to make up the time on the weekend. Almost the first time she opened the live broadcast, fans poured in, faster than ever.

Li Qinian certainly knows the reason why they are crazy.

These evil sons have a first-class ability to cajole.

She didn't mind watching the barrage and opened the online ranking list. The original ranking list was "a little green in the flowers". After the last live broadcast, she had been crowded down by dark and became the second.

Now, the top avatar is dark.

Li Qinian breathed a sigh of relief.

When she realized that she was nervous, she suddenly smiled.

She's not the one who translated. Why should she be nervous?

Just thinking so, with a Ding Dong prompt sound, bang Yi's head lit up instantly.

Li Qinian: "......"

[welcome dark to the live studio of whisper]

The system's own prompt function can quickly type this line of words on the screen.

The barrage flows more happily.

Li Qinian pretended not to see the prompt, typed the keyboard, opened the music player, clicked random play and played a song.

"The legs are long and thin ~ they can compare with Taipei 101

~ wearing high heels, * * swinging around... "

"Poof!!"

Li Qinian sprayed all his saliva on the computer screen.

Don't care to dry the screen. The next second, he almost pulls out the network cable!!

When the peer-to-peer computer screen went black, she realized what she had done.

Looking at the lonely net cable in her hand, she was almost gnashing her teeth:

"Small, three, eight!"

“………”

Her response was quiet.

Li Qinian sneered: "OK, pretend to be dead. If you have the ability, don't talk all the time."

"I was wrong! I didn't expect you to play music..."

438 is not much louder than mosquitoes.

Li Qinian closed his eyes in despair and plugged the network cable back in.

In a minute.

Live studio.

Whistler: "sorry, there was a power failure just now."

[is that why you secretly listen to Xiao Huang's song behind my back?!!!]