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271 live broadcast, the rhythm of falling horses

Su Huang drove the car all day, but his physical fitness has always been good and he doesn't feel too tired. He just watched it: "What game?"

On the desktop, there is a solid color game background.

Zhao Fan maximized the game.

The green little man had jumped from the surface to the house and was wandering beside the steamer.

"Look, it will fall into the steam pan and be scalded to death," Zhao Fan demonstrated the death effect to Su Huang. "I can't jump over two consecutive jumps. The left side is far from the shelf, and there is only a wall left on the right. Behind is the one I just jumped from the window..."

Zhao Fan demonstrated the point that could make him die in this level to Su Huang.

There is a big hurdle for every nine levels of this game.

Su Huang looked at it, sat on the chair that Zhao Fan had just sat, and tried to control the keyboard. This game is also a common "wasd" movement key direction, "e" interaction, space bar jump, and "c" squat. It is easy to operate and easy to get started.

Since Zhao Fan tried three directions and was incorrect, he controlled the character to jump to the window behind.

There was a dead tree beside the window. The green little man jumped onto the branches at the edge of the tree. After jumping back and forth a few times, the dead branches broke.

Su Huang jumped off the tree and picked up the branches, climbed up the tree and jumped onto the windowsill, returned to the steamer, put the dead branches on it, and the little green man passed this level simply.

It took about ten minutes.

Zhao Fan: “…”

She looked at this and Chuanzhiya silently, then reached out and turned off the game. "Today's main content of "Mutation 3" should be filmed, let's go find her."

This small game cannot be downloaded separately, you can only click in from the internal game program of Skynet, otherwise Meng Fu would not give Zhao Fan an account alone.

Zhao Fan quit the game and is the homepage of Skynet.

Su Huang looked up at the door of the lounge and waited for Meng Fu to come out. Seeing Zhao Fanguan’s game, he just looked away casually.

Zhao Fan turned off a black web page after the game. The web page seemed to be a foreign website and the text displayed was not in Mandarin.

Su Huang just took a casual look, then turned his eyes away. After pausing for two seconds, he felt something was wrong and looked at Zhao Fan's computer again.

"You haven't eaten yet, right? I asked Su Diduo to prepare a late-night snack for one person." Zhao Fan held the mouse, and on the desktop, the mouse arrow pointed to the red "x" character in the upper right corner.

"Wait!" Su Huang stopped Zhao Fan with quick eyes and hands.

Zhao Fan let go of his hand because he didn't know.

The styles of Skynet and other web pages are too different. The entire black page looks so cruel. If you see it once, you won’t forget it easily, let alone Su Huang has read Su Di’s account more than once.

When Zhao Fan opened the game website, it was clearly Skynet.

There are also similar styles in the website, and Su Huang could not help but misread it. He took a look at the Skynet logo in the middle, a black and white shield holding the hilt of the knife.

The Skynet logo, unless you have to die, no one dares to imitate it.

"This is..." Su Huang didn't know what tone to talk to Zhao Fan at this time, so he just looked up silently, "Sister Fan, what are you doing this website..."

"This website?" Zhao Fan glanced at the computer web page, "This website is not very good, so he can only play games. He also has to log in to his account when playing games. Fortunately, this game is fun."

Su Huang clicked on Zhang Hu's avatar in the upper left corner, and a line of text was soon displayed.

Account name: Zhao Fan

Account Level: Bronze

Account Points: 27

As soon as he watched the game, Su Huang heard Zhao Fan's words. He couldn't help but turn: "This, isn't this website good?"

"You can't search for TV or entertainment news," Zhao Fan nodded. She looked at Su Huang and sighed, "Just a few games are fun, and everything else is all."

The main reason is that Zhao Fan doesn't read this foreign language website very smoothly. Unless she plays games, she basically won't log in to this website.

Su Huang couldn't help but wipe his face, and he spoke with a expressionless face: "Where did your account come from?"

"Brother Fu." Zhao Fan closed the computer with a "splash" and placed it on the table. Seeing that Meng Fu had come back at the door, she was waiting for her outside the door, so she picked up the coat on the other side and signaled Su Huang to follow her.

After taking two steps, he found that Su Huang did not keep up.

"What's wrong?" Meng Fu had just changed her clothes and didn't go in to rest. At the door, she yawned Su Huang who was not out of the room.

"He may be tired when he brought Su Di to the car," Zhao Fan turned around and looked at Su Huang after he came out, and shrugged, "Mr. Su Huang, aren't you leaving yet?"

She called out twice before Su Huang reacted and followed behind the two of them with stiff steps.

Meng Fu looked at Su Huang, but didn't care too much, so he looked down at his phone.

The page of conversation with Yi Tong on your phone—

[No need to bother you to send it. Just take some time and I'll go over and get it.]

It is the medicine used by Grandma Yi Tong.

Ever since knowing the value of spices, Yi Tong has had a little shadow on Meng Fu's random express delivery, and express delivery is not safe these days.

"Mutation 3" is well done in confidentiality, as long as not only the film and television city, but also people outside can come in, especially Meng Fu has signed an agreement.

Meng Fu originally wanted to send a express delivery, but she could understand Yi Tong even if she saw that Yi Tong wanted to pick it up by herself.

So I told him about Variation 3 and sent the address.

**

After sending a car to Su Di, Su Huang should have gone back the next day.

But he didn't go back, fortunately, Meng Fu was holding a large place and could still stuff him.

Five days later, Meng Fu's live broadcast of the fans was here.

She told the director in advance that the director team was very good to her and finished filming her scenes in advance. She finished work and returned to the hotel at 8 o'clock in the evening.

After she went back, she took a shower and asked Zhao Fan to help her get the live broadcast software.

Su Di was watching the soup in the kitchen, and Su Huang neatly helped Meng Fu arrange the sofa and table angles by the floor-to-ceiling window of the hall.

At half past eight, Meng Fu changed her clothes and had her hair dry. She sat on the sofa and turned on the camera to broadcast live.

The camera is swaying relatively high, facing the window and facing the door.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

【In lifetime!】

【Assumingly, the assistant is easier to use, my mother cried (she burst into tears)】

【Here is here】

"Don't be excited," the camera was arranged, Meng Fu put the camera in front of him, "What should we do on a live broadcast? Why don't we play a game for everyone?"

As he said that, Meng Fu lowered his head, turned on his mobile phone to play games, and explained to everyone while playing, "This is simple."

"You can pass with just one jump."

Barrage—

【???

【?????】

【??】

【Good guy, I watched it live】

【Don’t say, Brother Fu’s head looks better than other people’s heads】

[At least, show us what the game is, I cried]

Zhao Fan on the side: “…”

The game had just started for five minutes, and Zhao Fan finally couldn't help but remind Meng Fu that someone rang the doorbell outside the door.

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Chapter completed!
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