There are countless messages on the phone, including the most discussion groups, and there is a prompt "[Someone I]" in front of it.

Jing Huan glanced at me and found that there was the most news in the dormitory discussion group. Although his two roommates were careless, they were not really fools. They could tell what was going on after thinking about it.

Looking at the news, Jing Huan calmed down. He had already thought about it. One person did things and one person was his only concern now, which was that he was worried that this matter would affect Xiang Huaizhi.

"Have you washed?" Xiang Huaizhi called him, "Come here."

Jing Huan walked over with a tough bullet.

The closer he gets to the computer, the more embarrassed he feels.

Xiang Huaizhi narrowed the live broadcast room interface, and only Jiuxia’s game client remained on the screen.

There are two numbers on it, one yearning for Zhi, and the other is Xiao Tianjing. Xiang Huaizhi opened the package of Xiao Tianjing's account, and a car of chance stones were placed inside.

A full car, a total of twenty groups.

"There is still half an hour before the arena will open," Xiang Huaizhi raised his hand, held his finger, and made a very casual move, "You helped me open these."

Jing Huan shook him back, and immediately shook his head when he heard this, blurted out: "I..."

As soon as he said a word, he remembered the live broadcast and immediately shut up again.

"It's okay, I'll shut up the wheat." Xiang Huaizhi said.

Jing Huan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I can't do it, my hands are so smelly."

Xiang Huaizhi went to the side of his face and sniffed: "Isn't it very fragrant?"

"..." Jing Huan muttered for a moment, "Are you praising me or your shower gel?"

Xiang Huaizhi smiled lightly, and his smile was quickly curled away, and his expression said as usual: "It's okay, just order whatever you want, I won't blame you if you don't have any good things."

In the reduced Jiuxia live broadcast platform, the barrage has gone crazy.

【You closed the wheat? When did you close the wheat?】

[The grass is so exciting. Damn, I won’t finish the book anymore, and the female anchor will not watch it anymore. I will live in this live broadcast room today.]

[Why do I, a burly man of 1.9 meters, see two men making fun of each other here?]

["Your shower gel", Xiaotianjing is at the God's house!]

[Their voices are even better than the CV in radio dramas. I reasonably suspect that they are hype. I won’t say it anymore. Please start your marketing. I am willing to jump to the pit.]

[There are many fujokovics, don't talk too much about the opportunity to start the speed, I'm ready to mock it.]

Jing Huan was completely unaware of these things.

Xiang Huaizhi moved a chair from the living room next to him. Jing Huan sat down and moved to him, and the sound of rubbing at the feet of the chair sounded.

Jing Huan leaned against him a little and said, "There is no time in the arena, so you can play something else. I see others even play dungeons."

[Do you have a conscience? I waited in front of the computer all day, and then you let the masters plant the book?]

"I can't make any money in just half an hour. I'm fine, just open this time." Xiang Huaizhi said.

Jing Huan didn't feel sorry for the money. This little chance of money was not enough for him to buy half a shoe.

He just wasn't happy to give money to GM.

But after buying it, he couldn't refund it. He said, "Okay, let it be opened on your account. What if the binding materials are released?"

Xiang Huaizhi said: "It just happened to get you equipment, I don't need it anymore."

Jing Huan said: "Then I can't get it in vain."

Xiang Huaizhi thought he was going to settle the score with him again, so he frowned.

Jing Huan continued: "If I don't have good things, I will have to pay for it."

Xiang Huaizhi paused for a while and said, "I understand."

Jing Huan just lost someone, but his mood has not yet calmed down, but he cannot influence Xiang Huaizhi. After all, he will live broadcast the first perspective of the arena in a while.

So Jing Huan endured the anxiety and embarrassment and tried to chat with Xiang Huaizhi in his usual tone.

In order to facilitate the opening of the stone, he and Xiang Huaizhi changed their seats.

As soon as Jing Huan sat down, he saw that there were a lot of inexplicable words on the World Channel in the game.

[World] Wind is freer than me: buns, ghost chero, fox eyes, phoenix tail hair.

[World] The eyes of the flowers: crocodile tears, demon mane, bear hair.

[World] I am the trumpet of the great god: rabbit tail, red crystal, broken jade.

...

All are garbage items that can be opened by chance stones.

Jing Huan: "?"

What's the thing?

What are you talking about?

Is this too unlucky?

He even had the illusion that he had been targeted.

Xiang Huaizhi raised his hand and blocked the World Channel directly.

"This is how the audience is. They only like to watch the anchors fail." Xiang Huaizhi said naturally, "Drive."

【?】

[Who am I doing for? Because I can’t speak because it’s a small account, I even made a special 6 yuan to click the card!!!]

[Me too. I didn't get six yuan for the CP I recently took (sorry, I'm free to get a job with me)]

Jing Huan said "Oh" and began to open the Stone of Opportunity.

Twenty minutes later, Jing Huan looked at the bear fur, fox eyes, and broken jade in her bag...

"Fine/pay." Xiang Huaizhi said.

Jing Huan: “…repay.”

Jing Huan couldn't help but complained in a low voice: "I just want to break my character, I won't give me a chance..."

Saving the things in the warehouse, Jing Huan asked: "Don't you look at the live broadcast room? I'll see those anchors in just a few minutes and have a look at the live broadcast interface, communicate with the audience, etc."

Xiang Huaizhi just wanted to ask: "Who are you watching in your daily life? That chicken-eating anchor?"

Jing Huan was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was referring to yanxyan.

He subconsciously said: "No, Xiaoyan rarely watches barrage now. After all, he has too many fans and can't finish watching it."

Xiang Huaizhi: "..."

Jing Huan closed the warehouse: "And I haven't watched his live broadcast for a long time. I've been busy coaxing you for the past few months."

He was telling the truth. At the beginning, his purpose was impure and he wanted to coax Xiang Huaizhi to marry him.

Later, I fell in love with it and wanted to coax it even more.

Xiang Huaizhi suddenly felt a little regretful.

He should close the microphone.

He endured it, but in the end he didn't do anything. He just stretched out his hand and rubbed Jing Huan's hair restraintly: "It's time, go play the arena, and play it early and get the broadcast."

In order to facilitate operation, Jing Huan moved his small hand and sat on the other end of the table.

As soon as he left, Xiang Huaizhi opened the live broadcast room, and the barrage and gifts were released at the same time.

[Great God, please remember that you are a person who is shut up, and you don’t have to worry about us.]

[No need to be broadcasted! Please broadcast for one night! I will give you the Internet fee!!!]

【Little Tianjing's live voice is very different from the one in the game, but why do I feel it is not inconsistent at all [Scratch your head]]

[What are the attributes of the great god now? Can you see them? Can you show the equipment?]

Xiang Huaizhi's equipment has always been a mystery. The only two screenshots of equipment that have leaked have been spread among players.

Everyone thought it was Xiang Huaizhi who was unwilling to show it, but in fact it was just that Xiang Huaizhi had lacked gaming social interaction in recent years. No one dared to ask him for equipment screenshots, and he would not post it out by himself.

Seeing this barrage, he moved the mouse directly to the equipment, allowing everyone to see it enough.

Then shut the wheat off.

Ignoring the thousands of "?" in the barrage, Xiang Huaizhi said: "Enter the team, boyfriend."

Jing Huan laughed, and he found that after he had chatted with Xiang Huaizhi for a while, the little emotion he had left had already escaped.

The two of them formed a team into the arena, and Jing Huan asked in wonder: "Don't you think there are so many people playing in the arena today?"

He casually clicked on the information of the person next to him, "Many of them have never played the mission number of the arena... Has the arena been revised?"

Xiang Huaizhi's tone was casual: "Maybe."

Players are all here to watch, and they dare not speak out about the behavior of quitting the mic. After all, they are playing with large numbers, and they are afraid that they will force pk to come over.
To be continued...