Chapter 1834

Jiang Pengji is so big that she knows what it means for the first time——

Fight for a while, and then the crematorium.

She lay in bed as a seriously injured patient for two or three months. She was not allowed to walk until the cold winter slowly melted and a wisp of spring came. The trauma is not bad, but the position of the knives stabbed by the divine chopper is too cruel to maintain.

Even Jiang Pengji's imperial doctor has been more than once spitting at the perpetrator.

Qi guanrang often came to visit. He looked dignified every time. His right hand always couldn't help holding something.

Jiang Pengji said, "I know you can't bear it. I'll bring your love fan back. Why take it off deliberately?"

Qi guanrang had no other problems except fan control. However, Jiang Pengji was an injured patient and there was no wind in the house.

He said, "I'm not used to it for a moment. I'll bear it. It's the Lord's body - I have to pay attention to it in the future."

Jiang Pengji's whole body was full of big and small injuries. She was bound into a mummy. At first, only her eyes and mouth could move.

"The enemies are finished. Who can hurt me? I won't have this chance even if I don't pay attention."

After hearing this, Qi guanrang was silent, but every time she left, Jiang Pengji suspected that Qi guanrang was going to fight with others.

Wei CI said, "documentary evidence, it's urgent."

Jiang Pengji said, "fortunately, he doesn't know the truth, otherwise it won't end well."

As a patient, Jiang Pengji looks like an expert outside the world. In fact, her heart is full of blood and tears.

If she had known that she had to suffer all this, why did she start so hard that night?

Blunder, blunder!

Because of the habit she has developed over the years, Jiang Pengji can wake up early. Due to her injury, she can't move blindly. She can only lie down all day to pass the time. At this time, she especially missed the live studio - watching the salted fish talk, and the day passed.

But——

In fact, it's OK. After all, I said hello to the salted fish before leaving.

Jiang Pengji looked at the flying snow outside the window and thought.

Wei cizheng brought her lunch. Seeing Jiang Pengji looking nostalgic, he couldn't help asking one more question.

"I miss an old friend I've known for 18 years, but now I can't see him. I didn't say goodbye before I left." Jiang Pengji said, "life is like duckweed gathering and dispersing. If it's predestined, it's combined, and if it's not predestined, it's divided. I also understand this truth. It's just --"

Wei CI said, "but the Lord still feels disappointed?"

Jiang Pengji said, "that's almost what I mean. It's like a thing I'm used to suddenly disappears and I can't feel strong. Isn't that the same with the documentary evidence? Every time he comes to see me, he's afraid that the fan will freeze me. He deliberately opens the fan outside the door, but he doesn't adapt."

Years of habits, especially those that can be changed once or twice?

According to the documentary evidence, he has developed the habit of using fans since he was five or six years old. At first, he was to drive away mosquitoes for his seriously ill mother, and then he somehow developed dependence. When thinking about problems, he can't calm down and find ideas without fans - Jiang Pengji has been with salted fish in the live broadcasting room for 17 years and 8 months, counting the age of her previous life, The live studio is equivalent to one-third of her life.

How can she get used to it?

Wei CI smiled and carefully picked her up for dinner. "The Lord also said, 'life is like duckweed gathering and dispersing. If it's fate, it's together, and if it's not fate, it's divided.' fate can't be forced. Why didn't we separate at that time for a reunion in the future? Whenever we have fate, we can always meet."

Jiang Pengji suddenly thought of what the salted fish had brushed before.

"Never forget, there must be an echo?"

Weici said with a smile, "maybe that's the reason."

After eating, Jiang Pengji would like to follow the doctor's advice and walk down the ground for a while in the afternoon to facilitate her physical recovery.

"I walk slower than lian'er and them now."

Jiang Pengji, clutching crutches in both hands, strolled back with the help of Wei CI. Her scope of activities was limited to the inner courtyard.

Tired of walking, she put aside her crutch, found a rockery and leaned on it, with a hot sweat on her forehead.

"Lord, it's better to walk slowly."

Jiang Pengji looked at him, "why?"

Weici said, "if you slow down, they can grow up and catch up quickly."

When Jiang Pengji heard the silence, Wei CI brushed her sideburns with her hand. There was a thin but perforated white hair.

The more powerful they are, the more powerful they are, and the more taboo they are to grow old. This is true of emperors who once unified the country and left countless romantic and famous names. It seems that emperors from ancient to modern times can't escape this fate, so there are all kinds of allusions about emperors seeking immortality and longevity.

But Weici knew that the man in front of him was not so.

The passage of youth is normal for her. She is calm and even has some other joy.

"If you don't pay attention, you'll have white hair." She twisted the hair and looked at Wei Ci, "Zixiao is also there."

After all, Wei CI is six years older than Jiang Pengji.

The latter are beginning to grow gray hair. How can he avoid vulgarity?

She tied their white hair, smiled and joked, "this is the first step towards growing old together?"

Weici only felt that her heart would be changed by her.

What is the luckiest thing in my life——

No doubt I know the man in front of me.

While there was no one in the courtyard, Jiang Pengji wanted to kiss Wei CI quietly.

Being a patient also has the benefits of being a patient. For example, Weici never refused, but rather indulged. He suffered from no excessive flirtation.

Seeing that Jiang Pengji was about to kiss, a familiar electronic sound sounded in her ear.

[Ding Dong -]

[dear commander of the seventh army of the Federation, your excellency Jiang Pengji -]

[your new system has been maintained since XX, XXX, which lasted 33 days, 33 hours and 33 minutes in February -]

[now it's on the shelf again. Please check it.]

Jiang Pengji: "

Something haunting!

Let's not talk about this strange way of updating and reporting time, but what has been maintained for so long?

Any new features?

[no - no!]

What are you doing for so long?

She thought it had completely disappeared.

[nanny still has holidays, 17 years and eight months plus 23 days, all year round. What's the matter with maintenance for two months?]

Jiang Pengji: "

No, it's not very decent.

Isn't tiannao burping fart yet?

[no, it's already farting. I just accepted its information, so I know this. The former tiannao lived too long and stored too much spicy chicken information. I spent a long time cleaning them. The maintenance time is a little longer.]

Jiang Pengji remained silent for two seconds and guessed the identity of the goods.

Feng you?

Or——

A cub of the old chief's family, the spirit body in the divine sword?

[these identities are all me. Your Excellency Jiang Pengji can call them whatever you like. Speaking of it, my continuation still depends on your efforts.]

Jiang Pengji sneered.

She had expected when the divine chopper absorbed two system slices.

I'm afraid the mysterious man didn't give her the divine chopping knife to help Jiang Pengji kill tiannao - because she had a sign of awakening her ancient blood at that time - the real intention should be for this today - slightly unhappy, but acceptable.

"How can you guarantee that you won't be the second one to make trouble?"

[rules and constraints, tiannao in your mouth does not, but I do.]

"Old chief?"

You can call her that if you like

"I'm curious about your relationship."

[this is another story. It's a long story. Your Excellency manages everything every day. I'm afraid I don't like listening to it.]

Jiang Pengji heard the smell. I'm afraid the new "system" is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

However, if it makes a mess, it is the old chief who picks up the mess, not her, and Jiang Pengji is too lazy to worry.

"Can I have a live broadcast now?"

Yes After that, what else does it mutter? [... The background has received billions of complaints, and it's too late to delete spam...]

Jiang Pengji: "

Does she have reason to doubt that if she doesn't complain about too much information about spicy chicken, it can continue to maintain it?

Looking at the familiar startup interface, Jiang Pengji thought about how to meet her old friend again.

Results——

The live broadcast was held, and there was no expected grand cheering.

Looking at the empty screen, she is used to talking all over the place. She is not used to it.

After about five minutes, there were more people in the live studio, and the barrage became an exclamation mark.

[smuggling into Africa]: anchor, did you cheat the body?

[dining aunt]: anchor, did you cheat the body?

[oatmeal is hard to drink]: I've lost contact with the anchor and pretended to be dead?

[three squirrels snacks]: great. Did the anchor pry open the coffin plate?

[beautiful scenery in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River]: Mom, I'm going to tell my parents that the lost anchor has come back by pretending to be a corpse!!!

Jiang Pengji: "

She didn't know that on the first day of the disappearance of the live studio, the microblog was washed out and paralyzed, and the platform program was bald. The next day, Weibo was still slaughtered by the news that it disappeared in the live broadcasting room. How many fans scolded and turned black - no black, no black. The TV series that had been chasing for 17 years and eight months finally ushered in the expected ending. Stepping on the horse and facing the door, they said they were eunuchs!

I knew it was a eunuch. Say it as soon as possible. The foreplay is good. Say no at the critical moment?

Fans who care about Jiang Pengji and angry black fans fought for three days and nights with Weibo as the battlefield.

The hot topic list turns to kill the list, and other stars who want to buy hot search suffer.

A lot of money can't even hang a small tail.

This scuffle lasted seven days. Netizens thought they could fight another 800 rounds. The program ape woke up in the ICU and cried on his neck, asking them to stop fighting and give people a way to live. After seven days, the heat of the matter gradually subsided. On the eighth day after the studio disappeared, some people still thought it would come back.

Now, in the past two months, many familiar fans have been stunned by the videos stored that year.

Has this magical live studio really existed?

When they all accepted the reality in despair, the live studio sent a push to the concerned fans.

They were stunned and stunned. When they reacted and wanted to rush into the live studio to discuss an explanation, five million people were full_ (: з) ∠)_

The studio is full. It's all right. They have Bibs!

So, the program just discharged from the hospital watched the background of another collapse and took a deep smoke.

"Code, resign!"