The budding live broadcast platform is mainly male. They don’t pay attention to the stars. They think these three people are really beautiful, which is better than seeing actors on the screen.
But there are still a few women.
[There are delicious food, cute pets and handsome guys to accompany me in my ideal life! 】
[Sure enough, all handsome guys make friends with handsome guys]
[That’s Qi Jiantong on the left, isn’t it? He took an S-film, and I still keep that photo]
Xiao Yan read the comments for a while before eating, then picked up the chopsticks and enjoyed the dinner in the eyes of everyone.
Watching the live broadcast, many of them are Banzu, and now they are crowded in the subway and tired to get home.
I’m sure I’m too tired to cook when I get home. I’ll just eat instant noodles or order a takeaway to fool around and cook a dinner seriously. This is a luxury for them.
Many social animals entered the live broadcast and watched Xiao Yan stir up a chopstick full of soup braised noodles, and the heat evaporated and dispersed in the middle.
They rubbed their bellies and nodded silently. It’s also very happy that they don’t have the energy to cook their own dinner and watch others cook it.
Sharp-eyed audience found Xiao Yan’s careful thinking
[There are two love-shaped fried eggs. Haha, are they a couple? 】
[It’s not a good match. I think white clothes match the anchor]
[I think of white peacocks when I see white clothes. Will there be white peacocks today? 】
Qi Jiantong naturally found a golden, oily and perfectly shaped fried egg lying in his braised noodles
Dinner means that Xiao Yan cooked this fried egg … He carefully poked his chopsticks in the chopsticks and glanced at Xiao Yan’s face.
Xiao Yan smiled at him.
Qi Jiantong was stuck for a moment and his heart jumped wildly. Then he saw the frost on the other side of the table and picked up an fried egg from the bowl with a puzzled face.
It is also a love shape!
Frosty doesn’t understand the meaning of love shape. He thinks fried eggs are special and different from other eggs.
"Xiao Yan, who are you?" Qi Jian asked the same question
Xiao Yan was naive. "Ah, what a coincidence! I fried two and put them in a bowl at random, and you just ate them. You are really destined."
Love shape meaning don’t understand, but the word "decree by destiny" frost Li understood his eyebrows a wrinkly.
Put the fried eggs in chopsticks back in the bowl. Frosty stretched out her arm and picked up Qi Jian to fry eggs with that love.
[What the fuck is this? 】
[It won’t be an exchange of love, will it?]
[I said that the two of them have a sense of P, and they love each other and kill each other! 】
A moment of chopsticks, a turn of love, and fried eggs are put in Xiao Yan’s bowl flatly.
Frost is gentle and smiles like spring flowers. "Now it’s the two of us."
Xiao Yan "…"
Qi Jiantong "…"
Live audience "…"
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly.
Because Qi Jiantong didn’t feel good in the live broadcast, he was bored and lost a fried egg noodles. The low pressure across the screen could make the audience shudder.
After dinner, the live broadcast has reached one and a half hours, and there are two and a half hours left. The live broadcast is Xiao Yan’s group building activities.
The activity is to play a small pixel game online. The gameplay is very simple. Players need to keep playing tricks when manipulating pixel villains to dig out minerals and transport them back to the farm for mining.
After a day in the game, every player will be punished at the bottom of the points.
The random punishment can be decided by the top three, or the audience can decide to enhance the interactivity of live broadcast.
The venue of the game is located in Beibei Mountain Villa. Xiao Yan and others will take a small bus and live broadcast the beautiful scenery along the way.
In autumn, the mountain forest is rich in color, golden, maple red and light brown. When the wind rustles over the leaves, it falls and scatters until the wheels are crushed, making a slight noise.
The bus passed by a small lake with a thick layer of fallen leaves and many fallen flowers. Only when the water waves rippled can you see the leaves buried in the clean lake.
Squirrels in the dense forest are not afraid of people. They are holding small pinecones and bulging their cheeks. When the small bus passes by, they lightly jump around, put the pinecones on Xiao Yan’s legs and then "whew" jump away.
The bus is not closed, and there is no door wind to take away the sultry heat from the face, like drinking a glass of iced soda when you are thirsty.
Walking in the autumn jungle, the sun is not dazzling, the air is not cold, the leaves are soft, and the sky is far above the head.
After the audience was addicted to it, they looked up and looked around.
A cramped room, cluttered with sundries and dusty windows, is the best room they can afford.
Look out the window again. When the green light of the long queue of cars lights up, a group of people go forward with a shout.
Sigh and then several comments appear in the barrage [I envy this life].
When I arrived at the Beibei Mountain Villa, it was dark, and the automatic lighting device lit up and walked straight to the theme suite area.
It took a lot of thought to decorate the suite. Today Xiao Yan is going to the childhood pixel wind suite.
One-room painting style suddenly changed like falling directly from three dimensions to the screen.
Realistic pixel block beds, televisions, small desk lamps and even glass have small white squares like pixel wind.
Pixel wind games have been out of date for hundreds of years, and it has become an antique to be realistic and exquisite after rapid hardware iteration.
Many viewers wandered into the entertainment and competition area by mistake and mistakenly entered Xiao Yan’s live broadcast. They refused to quit and forget about the game as if they were possessed.
