C20 It Is Clear That the Rain will Pass
C20 It Is Clear That the Rain will Pass
That's right, it was the ID of Liao Xiaoduo, the host's cousin, Tan Qingqing.
At this moment, in Tan Qingqing's streamer room, a bunch of noisy discussion was going on.
"Do you believe that I will invite a God to cheer me on!?"
"Great Qing, if you want me to ask your cousin, I would rather believe you, but Mouth Top King is someone you can ask for?" The fans despised Tan Qingqing's delusions.
"I don't believe it!"
"I don't believe it!"
"I don't believe it!" + 1
"Wait!" Tan Qingqing's authority was being questioned.
Thus, there was the earth-shattering roar that Liao Xiaoduo didn't hear, as well as those dozens of persistent friend requests.
Liao Xiaoduo's interest was piqued. He clicked agree and then took the initiative to send a waving emoji. In today's virtual world, although one needed to have complete and complete personal information to access the internet, this information was not to be leaked out to the outside world.
Therefore, a person's holographic projection, self-created image simulation are all possible, communication methods can also have a variety of options, can face to face video, and even audio (of course, speech can be modified), can also use ancient typing chat.
Liao Xiaoduo had always used the modified identity, so when Liao Xiaoduo was in his heyday, no one noticed.
Tan Qingqing couldn't help but cheer and laugh loudly when she saw the message of agreement and the message of greeting.
He pointed to the fan on the photon processor screen and said, "Who said just now that I can't contact God!" This was not a question at all, but a question.
The fan mocked, "Great Qing is really Great Qing!"
"I'm impressed!"
"I'm impressed!"
"I'm impressed!" + 1
Hahahaha! Tan Qingqing laughed even more exaggeratedly.
"Great Qing, hurry up. Invite the God to have a chat with us!"
After being reminded by her fans, Tan Qingqing immediately came back to her senses and wanted to directly communicate with Mouth Top King.
Reject!
Video — Reject!
Voice........
After a few seconds of radio silence, an inaudible current connected to the equipment of Tan Qingqing and Liao Xiaoduo.
"Great god!" God! Great god, hello. " Tan Qingqing's soft and sweet voice directly entered Liao Xiaoduo's ears. At this moment, Liao Xiaoduo was thinking the same as the crowd of fans: Women are definitely a fickle animal!
"Yes."
When Liao Xiaoduo heard this, he was shocked as if he was struck by lightning.
A polite and formal response, "I dare not say I dare not say I dare not say I am. I wonder who you are? " Liao Xiaoduo asked despite knowing the answer.
"Hello, I am
This time, I want to invite you to have an interaction with you. Don't worry, I definitely won't disturb your actual combat. As you know, the hosts these days aren't doing well. "
"Just help me, little big brother." Although the rise of the anchorage industry before the Good Friday, but those soft whispered names are still inherited.
As a relative, Liao Xiaoduo was supposed to help, and now that his cousin was so "begging", any boy would be embarrassed to refuse, even though Liao Xiaoduo definitely wouldn't agree because of the latter's sweetness.
"No problem, let's begin." As he spoke, he connected his battle stage to the broadcast room that was filled with rain. This way, many fans can pay attention to Mouth Top King while it is raining.
Tan Qingqing knew that Ye Zichen didn't have the time to chat with her. It was already good enough that Ye Zichen had put the stage in his broadcast room.
As a result, he happily accepted being online.
Virtual battles were a platform that many trainers liked to go to. This was because there were no space restrictions or requirements for all sorts of training tools. As long as an ordinary person had the strength, they would be able to issue a challenge here.
And Qi Loong, Wei Hwa and other rich people from Wealthy Classes, because of the training conditions in the Upper Sky, they rarely came into contact with commoners. Thus, they rarely came into contact with many experts from other families. He had only come here for the sake of smurfing.
Both of them had suffered the wrath of Liao Xiaoduo, and Qi Loong was happily slaughtering vegetables in the arena. Wei Hwa, on the other hand, was wholeheartedly studying the fighting methods of the experts on the battleground, especially Mouth Top King, who had just come out.
While strolling around on the battling platform, Wei Hwa was lured by a group of fans into the live broadcast room.
"Everyone, look at Mouth Top King's long distance attack. It's really ingenious. Although the inertia is extremely great, he still cleverly avoided the attack and realized the wrong counterattack."
"This is probably at least at the level of the Mastery Stage!"
Tan Qingqing explained in all seriousness.
"Great Qing, how many moves do you think Mouth Top King will win?"
"Please, brothers, don't make things difficult for me, Mouth Top King is a god!" What Tan Qingqing said was the truth. This way, she would let the later generations know that the video she was broadcasting was from a God, which would also make her seem magnanimous.
"Then bring that cousin of yours over!"
"I see that your cousin is also a God. He could even see how many times he failed when he reached the Large Success Stage in his basics. Let him talk. "
When Tan Qingqing heard this, she did not even have the time to think before blurting out, "Alright, I'll call him over now."
After putting down the photon processor's headphones, he suddenly paused, sat down, and firmly refused, "No, my cousin is preparing for the college entrance exam! We can't disturb him! "
"I can't let him delay his studies for my live broadcast!"
The College Entrance Examination was a life's work for everyone. From its inception, it had always been the most fair selection and promotion examination in the world.
The fans were also reasonable people and expressed that they should have done as they were told.
Tan Qingqing also wanted to pull Liao Xiaoduo over. If her cousin could explain God's fight and tell her how many moves she would win or lose, then she would be full of bullsh * t.
But no.
Liao Xiaoduo didn't know that his cousin almost sold him out.
God Ye Qiu's Drainage ability was amazing. There were quite a few people like Wei Hwa who followed the army. There were more and more people in the live broadcast room. Although the commentator of the clear sky after the rain was not very experienced, he still attracted a lot of people due to his good looks and his vastly different personality.
Wei Hwa, on the other hand, was speechless, "Stupid woman!"
Wei Hwa really couldn't listen to Tan Qingqing's explanation. He pointed to a young man behind his right hand in annoyance, "Call all the masters of the basic martial arts over here!"
A few fat and thin middle-aged men of different physiques walked over and nodded their heads respectfully. One by one, they interrupted, "If Young Master has any plans, feel free to mention it."
Wei Hwa glanced at him in disdain. He pointed at the virtual battle on the photon processor screen and said, "Give me an analysis of this person's moves one by one. "Give it to me in the morning, I'm going to rest." With that, he left.
Several masters hastily prepared pen and paper tools, one frame at a time to look back at the battle's moves.