"The last words I leave you are~"

“Jiuban Farmhouse, please look forward to it!”

After that, Wang Bo bared his big white teeth again and turned off the drone's live broadcast lens with a smile.

I went to discuss various details with my classmates in Class 9.

At this time, in the live broadcast room.

Looking at the screen that suddenly went dark.

Netizens just felt like they were holding back a mouthful of internal injuries.

Damn the dog!

These little brats from Class 9, who did they learn half of their speaking habits from?!

I don’t know, speaking half-heartedly is like cutting flesh with a dull knife?!

It will rot your tongue!

We already know that you have plans to invite us. Will you die if we see how you prepare later?!

Trade secrets?!

Since when has a farmhouse been considered a trade secret?

Netizens were furious.

One after another left in the barrage:

After the message "Go to your farmhouse, we are the grandsons", the discussion started.

Now that the anger has been vented, we still have to fight for the treatment we deserve.

I have always wanted to go to that farm, and now I finally have the opportunity. How could I not take advantage of it?

Since then, netizens have started discussions on this issue.

Some people think that Class 9 may hold a farmhouse on the last day.

Some people also think that their farmhouse locations may not be limited to farms.

Some people think that their recruitment may be announced during tomorrow's live broadcast, or even the lucky netizens may be selected directly from the screenshots. After all, there are too many anchors for such a lottery.

The discussion gradually became lively, and various opinions were put forward by netizens.

Everyone couldn't help but look forward to the live broadcast the next day.

At this time, a netizen silently asked:

"Don't you all say that you are a grandson when you go to their farmhouse?"

"Why are you still so scrambling?"

There was a moment of silence in the barrage.

A bunch of ellipsis floated out slowly.

Then there was a lot of hilarious barrage:

"Look, there is an honest man here!"

“After all these years, who would still believe the word-of-mouth on the Internet?”

"You know, we were venting our frustrations at that time? Of course we just said whatever it felt like to be happy~"

"Brother, you still lack the baptism of the Internet~"

At this moment, the live broadcast room was filled with joy again.

In the farm of Class 9, Ren Yanwei took a screenshot, put away her phone, and looked at the students with a solemn expression:

"Your generation may usher in a sublimation."
Chapter completed!