Chapter 1612： Electricity is great, so warm oil (1)

Chapter 1612 The electric shock is great, so warm oil (1)

Lore: "Even throw a smoke bomb and you can miss it. Spicy chicken is still the same as always."

One sword walks the world: "Fuck, this marksmanship is really amazing, it can perfectly avoid the target every time."

Years and months, this pig-killing knife: "Visually, the anchor's IQ has been eaten by the dog, and I was wasting time here. It is better to go and see if the blue butterfly has started the live broadcast."

Luo Chen: "Sit together and wait for the blue butterfly to broadcast."

Laughing fish: "Just don’t make-up, you don’t have to pick up your hair and clothes, just like a pig, do you still need to wear a mask?

In these years, all creatures dared to come out live, and I don’t know who gave her the courage. "

Vanilla fragrance: "What do you know? This is called not having the appearance of a pig, but you must maintain the temperament of a pig."

Jian Jia Cangcang: "Human ugliness means that you can wear a world-famous brand that can be worn out of the country. She wears a big greasy black sack like this, which can also cover the swimming ring on her waist."

One meter of sunshine: "The busy road does not grow grass, and the smart head does not grow hair. I suggest you spend 50 cents and get a new haircut first."

Your uncle is still your uncle: "After a long time, I didn't kill one. It turns out that mental retardation is not extinct."

When Su Qiao was conscious, he found that he was wearing a black feather mask on his face, his ears were wearing wheat, his hands were on the black mechanical keyboard, and there was a camera in front of him.

She looked at the various comments scrolling on the computer screen, and then looked around.

Simple decoration, slightly messy room.

Obviously, what she is staying in is a room that belongs to her alone, not a public place such as an Internet cafe.

"Little Four, what's the situation? Am I playing a game?"

Su Qiao can still understand the things on the computer screen.

【You are a game anchor, and you are doing a live broadcast of a gunfight game called ‘Jedi Counterattack’, but it’s a bit miserable and you are about to be sprayed out of the sky. 】

Su Qiao stared at those comments, a little disdainful.

Wearing a mask is ugly?

Wearing a **** T makes you fat?

This is low-key, understand?

is really superficial.

Since   is a game anchor, don’t you just have to watch the game?

It also depends on how the person looks, what is the body, and what do you do?

She is not here to sell her face, nor is she here to sell her figure.

"Can I stop now?"

In contrast to this, she feels that sorting out memories is the most important thing.

【It's better not to, because you will not be renting out soon and you can't afford to eat.

And you have signed a contract with the live broadcast platform. You can broadcast it for at least four hours a day. Today, it’s just over ten minutes. 】

Su Qiao: "..." What a miserable woman.

Oh no, now she is the woman who has had such a miserable life.

Ok!

Life forced me to be high-profile, and that would only be frantic.

Su Qiao ignored the messy comments, staring at the computer screen, studying the game carefully.

【Do you need me to go? These people speak a little bit too badly, and I am mad at me. 】

444 was so angry that he couldn't wait to kill the Quartet immediately, and let them look down on the people and take a good look at what is called technique and what is called sling.

"No need to."

is just a little game, it's not that she has never played it.

She even made holographic online games, and she was afraid of this?

Su Qiao studied briefly and started to get started.

Although there are still some bumps, but I gradually become familiar with it.

【Then I will stare at those sprays. 】

444 was really angry, and he called out his own ‘Jiangshu Baodian’, and quickly got on the front bars that had nothing to do with it.

"Don't talk dirty, you lose your value."

Su Qiao reminded him.

(End of this chapter)