There were only two areas in the small and shabby station.
One was the ghost animal area, and the other was the ghost animal material area.
Xu Qing almost broke his thigh from the slap.
There was a tag on the video. It was "The Growth of Little White in the Duel Arena". Xu Qing asked Jiang He to watch the live broadcast. The number of views of the previous videos had increased, but it was not very obvious.
"Is this called taking it out of context?"
Jiang He found it funny. He clicked on the video and watched it again. Xu Qing's confident tone and words were played in this format. It was a little funny.
"Wife, kiss me."
"Get lost! "
There were scenes of the female gunner beating her opponent in the middle.
"Why don't we stand up?"
Xu Qing was a little relieved. Although it was a little popular, it did not go viral.
If it went viral, the bullet screen would be laughing at him for being afraid of his wife … He was done for.
"What do you mean stand up?"
"I won't be broadcasting it today."
"Ah?" Jiang He turned around. "Why?"
"…"
Xu Qing was speechless. Jiang He looked quite happy.
It was true. It was full of her domineering side. She would either kill her opponent or bully Xu Qing — although she did not really bully him.
"We are not married yet. Don't call me that."
"You can call me boyfriend and girlfriend too. It will happen sooner or later anyway."
"I don't believe it."
"Then what should I call you? Xiao He? Xiao Jiang? Xiao Jiang, kiss me. "
"Get lost."
"Then don't blame me …"
Jiang He suddenly froze. Her eyes widened in disbelief and her cheeks turned red.
"You kissed my foot?!"
Her foot arched into a cute arc.
Xu Qing massaged her legs as if nothing had happened. It was as if nothing had happened.
"Don't do anything perverted to me."
Jiang He's eyes were full of panic.
"Do you still dare to tell me to get lost?"
"…"
She coughed twice and pulled her leg out. This person refreshed her knowledge again and again.
They were not married yet and he was already like this. When they were married, wouldn't … wouldn't it be like in the movies, kissing everywhere and …
It seemed that Xu Qing was ready to do something.
Jiang He stared at the computer screen stiffly, the images he had seen a few days ago flashing through his mind.
Bang!
Xu Qing watched in surprise as Jiang He jumped up from the chair and ran back to the room.
"Where are you going?"
No answer.
Xu Qing was a little puzzled by Jiang He's big reaction.
Just as he was about to touch the mouse to see who made the video, Jiang He came out again, turned off the computer, and stood by the side to stare at him.
"You … you … we …"
"What happened?"
"You can't defeat me!"
"Yes … I know." Xu Qing looked at her strangely.
"Good that you know."
Jiang He lowered his head to look at his calf. With a serious expression, he turned around and went back to his room. When it was time for dinner, Jiang He came out of the room, wearing an apron, and prepared to cook. Xu Qing sat by the window, holding her language book in her hand. The sky outside was dark, and a cool breeze blew in, forming a world apart from the brightly lit living room.
"Did you see something you shouldn't have?" Xu Qing turned her head and asked.
Jiang He was shocked and tried to ask in a calm tone, "What shouldn't I see?"
"It's …"
"… What?"
The two of them looked at each other for a moment, and Xu Qing shook her head. "Nothing."
Jiang He heaved a sigh of relief, pursed her lips, and rummaged through the fridge before returning to the kitchen with the food.
Xu Qing's eyes fell on the computer that Jiang He was using, and she was deep in thought with the book in her hand.
Dinner was simple. The flatbread that Jiang He baked at noon was cut into thin slices, and she stir-fried it with beans in the pot. The fragrant flatbread was fried in a big pot, followed by egg drop soup, and two bowls for each of them.
After living together for a long time, the appetite of the two of them was getting closer. Xu Qing's appetite was getting bigger, and Jiang He's appetite was getting smaller. She only practiced swordsmanship, and did not do any boxing, so her activity was much smaller than Xu Qing's.
"Actually, it's normal for humans to have needs. It's determined by our physiological structure. Sometimes … sometimes we need to solve it, and then there will be related industries for people to watch."
During the meal, Xu Qing spoke in a seemingly unintentional manner.
"Oh."
"So, if there's something in the computer, it's not perverted. It's just something that's been processed with art … Yes, you know what I mean."
"I don't know." Jiang He shook her head warily. This guy was trying to get information from her.
"It's okay, it's okay if you don't know … Just treat it as science. After all, it's common sense."
Xu Qing did not notice anything. She put down her chopsticks and blew on the egg drop soup.
"So how did you solve it?"
"Cough … Cough, cough, cough …" Xu Qing almost spat out the egg drop soup from his nose. "I don't need to solve it."
"I see."
Jiang He nodded.
"You don't believe me?" Xu Qing felt that Jiang He seemed to have misunderstood something.
"I believe you."
"Last time was just an accident."
"What last time?"
"…"
"…"
Xu Qing turned his head to take a look. There was a faint sound of shattering coming from the window.
"It's raining."
"Yeah."
Jiang He also turned to look. White Gourd was lying on the windowsill, scratching the glass curiously.
The drizzle started to fall at night. Both of them had a tacit understanding not to mention the incident where they peed their pants that day.
Xu Qing finished the soup in his bowl and waited for Jiang He to finish eating. He cleaned up the dishes and went into the kitchen to wash them. Then he wiped his hands and came out.
Jiang He picked up White Gourd and sat in front of the computer. He was watching that weird video again. He was a little disappointed that White Gourd was not in the video, so he asked it to watch together.
"Come to study."
Xu Qing coughed lightly, took out his math book, and knocked on the table to urge him to read.
"Are you regretting that you didn't become a teacher, so you came here to enjoy yourself?"
"No, I just want you to study hard and make progress every day."
Jiang He's integration into the modern world had been accelerating. Now, Xu Qing already felt a little pressure.
The heroine was not as naive as before.
"Teacher Xu." Jiang He came over with the cat in his arms and tried to call out.
Seeing Xu Qing's reaction, she raised her eyebrows. "Sure enough! You still want to quibble? "
"…"
Xu Qing was caught off guard and was stunned for a moment.
"No, it's not the same thing at all! Studying is … don't be lazy. You must do the questions, and you must read the books! "
He pulled the hat on Jiang He's little jacket and pulled her back. He pressed his shoulder and sat down.
"If you don't study, you can't even calculate the price of vegetables. You're being fooled every day."
"I can calculate it!"
"Chives are two yuan per catty, and eggs are two and eighty yuan per catty. Now I buy one and a half catty of chives and two and a half catty of eggs. How much is that?"
"…"
"Don't count your fingers."
"You can't calculate it either." Jiang He let go of White Gourd angrily.
"It's a total of ten yuan."
Xu Qing reached out and pinched her cheek. Her puffed up mouth leaked air. He smiled and said, "Hurry up and study."
Jiang He reluctantly picked up the pen and paper, muttering something.
Just buy the whole catty and not the half catty … and there was a calculator.
She looked up at Xu Qing and opened the book, resigned to her fate.
At seven o 'clock, the calculation of the exercises ended. Jiang He seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden. She quickly put away the pen and paper and the book, rolled them up and stuffed them under the coffee table. Even practicing martial arts when she was a child was not so tiring.
"There might be more people today."
Xu Qing always felt that the development was a bit off track. It was originally a gaming room, but suddenly it became a martial arts room, and then it became a husband and wife room. Now …
It was strange.
"Isn't it good to have more people?" In Jiang He's eyes, it was all money. As long as the videos she posted were watched, there would be income. It was much better than carrying bricks.
Although it was not stable, it was good in that she did not need to worry or waste time.
"There are pros and cons, but it's better overall. If a small website notices that you haven't registered, the broadcast room will be banned, and we will all be quiet.
Well … this is not bad. With experience and popularity as a foundation, it will be easier for you to become a gourmet host. "
Xu Qing turned on the TV and stood in his seat to stretch his limbs. He continued, "Then I'll start."
"Oh …"
Jiang He did not think as far ahead as he did, but she was very relieved. Anyway, with Xu Qing around, she only needed to play the game well.
The broadcast room was turned on, and the background music was turned on. Xu Qing did not move at all while practicing his stance, while Jiang He focused on PK.
What flashed across the screen … That had nothing to do with her. They were all here to watch Xu Qing.
Other than the background music, there was also the sound of the dueling arena's skills. At this time, the broadcast room always had a strange atmosphere.
Jiang He's typing was slow and precise, so she did not need to move her body much. At first glance, it looked like she was sitting there in a daze.
Half an hour later, Xu Qing stopped practicing and went back to the storeroom to take out the clothes rack. He hung two iron sleeves on it, then sat next to Jiang He and started to make the iron rings.
"666"
"Amazing, amazing! "
"What kind of magical skill is this? "
Sure enough, the number of people in the broadcast room increased by nearly 200 compared to the day before. It was not a lot, but not a little either. The newcomers were amazed by the magic of the broadcast room.
No one spoke for half an hour. One was practicing his stance, and the other was playing the game …
"It's not a magical skill, it's just the Tiger Fool's Fist. My grandfather passed it down many generations ago, Xu Chu."
"I don't know who made me such a strange animal. Who? Come out and take a look. I feel like I have bronchitis. "
"What do you mean by standing? It doesn't exist. It's called the waist and the horse as one. It's a must for practicing martial arts. In the future, I'll get a wooden stake and kick it a few times for you to see."
"I'm not bragging, but at home, if I say one thing, she won't dare to say another. If I say east, she won't dare to go west. This is called authority … Do you understand the meaning of family status? With that small body of hers, hmph. "
Xu Qing deftly pinched together a pair of pliers as he explained slowly.
"Understood, understood. Family brother."
"Family brother."
"Family brother."
…
Jiang He looked up at him. The corner of her mouth twitched, but she did not say anything.
No matter what he said, she still had to do it.
There was a small mistake on the computer, and she was knocked into the air by the opponent's knee. Jiang He was calmer now that she had played many PKs. She was more open to winning and losing. She picked up a piece of dried sweet potato, put it in her mouth, and mumbled.
"Do you want it?"
"I don't eat handouts."
Xu Qing decisively refused. He was afraid that Jiang He would throw it away without looking back.
If that happened, he would not be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
"What do you mean by handouts?"
"I don't eat it."
Jiang He no longer paid attention to him. He twisted his wrist and prepared to fight another match.
She bought a big bag of sweet potato chips the last time she went out. It was enough to last her for half a month. She liked this snack more and more. It was delicious and cheap, and one piece could last for a long time.
It was just that she could not increase her rank no matter how hard she tried. If the female gunner did not wear good equipment, 1500 points seemed to be the limit. Only if she was lucky enough to meet a weak class would she have a higher chance of winning.
The ranks were like a pyramid. Most of the weak classes had already been filtered out. Those who could reach this rank had at least a full set of attire from the shop. Attributes such as attack speed and other similar attributes were very important. Jiang He was starting to feel weak just by relying on skills alone.
"Do you want to change to a stronger class? I think this one is too weak. "
"I think your 'too weak' class might be cut into the Ghost Beast and become my opponent."
Xu Qing complained. She then looked up at the bullet screen. There were indeed a lot of suggestions for her to change.
As long as one was familiar with this version of the game, they would know that it was not easy for the female gunner to reach this point in her original attire. She was almost at her limit.
"Change to a stronger one and get to 1600 points. When the time comes, someone will bet money on you to lose. You can make some extra money."
Xu Qing's words stunned Jiang He. "There's such a good thing?"
"Yeah, sometimes I'll see it. The higher the score, the easier it is. It's like carrying bricks and getting a rare monster card."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Jiang He excitedly closed the battle arena and chose a new character.
The black screen was stuck.
[Hahaha, just stand there and don't move. A Chinese New Year set.] [Don't move!
Zhi Fu Bao sent!] [Don't move! ]
[That's not good, right?] Some viewers questioned their way of making extra money.
"There's nothing bad about it. We're just broadcasting for fun. It depends on our mood. This isn't a pure game broadcasting room. It's fine as long as we're happy."
Xu Qing looked at the time. There was still more than ten minutes before it was eight. She casually said, "Moreover, it's still unknown if she can get that high."
"If you told me earlier, I would've gotten it a long time ago." Jiang He rubbed his palms together, looking like a money-grubber.
[Awesome!]
[Looking forward to it!] [Looking forward to it!]
[Get to 1600 points. I'm going to open the Grand Voyage! ]
Jiang He's reply attracted a lot of bullet screen comments and a few gifts.
She looked at it while chewing on a sweet potato chip. She resisted the urge to ask if it was for her.
If she asked, she would definitely say no. She had already seen through him.
He logged back into the game and chose his character. Another wave of bullet screen comments exploded in the broadcasting room.
The other anchors had rows of gorgeous characters in fashionable clothes. Jiang He couldn't even gather enough Christmas hats. The rows of characters looked like they had entered the slums.
There were also names. He Miao 13, He Miao 14 … He Miao 32 …
Hu Tong couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled over the keyboard and started typing.
Hu Datongshu: "Anchor, where's the money from moving bricks? Not a single character with fashionable clothes? ]
"All the money turned into dried sweet potatoes." Xu Qing picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth. He watched as Jiang He chose a character.
[Living well.]
[Never heard of it. Moving bricks and buying snacks. What kind of immortal anchor is this? ]
[I'm shocked! ]
[I want to eat it. ]
As the bullet screen passed, Jiang He had already chosen a character. He Miao 19, a female Ghostblade.
"What do you think of this?" she asked Xu Qing.
"It suits you," Xu Qing answered.
The others didn't know what they were talking about, but Jiang He knew.
She held a sword every day.
"Female Ghostblade, charge!" Xu Qing cheered her on.
The drizzle outside had not stopped yet. It made a light sound against the window. Xu Qing watched as she plunged into the arena. He smiled and pinched the metal ring on his wrist. With a little force, the collar of the chain mail was already done.
Whether it was a live broadcast or not, he had already understood. Jiang He was just like his previous uploader. He didn't ask for attention or gifts. He just played his own game. She didn't care if she watched or not.
Even when there were fewer people when he wasn't standing, Jiang He didn't say much. She just focused on playing the game. She would only lie in his arms and talk to him afterward. In her eyes, this was a deal. She played the game for him to watch. If he wanted to watch, he could watch. If not, he could leave. Anyway, she just had to play the game well. That was the entire deal.
"I'm still wearing this ugly Christmas hat." Jiang He pointed at the screen for Xu Qing to see. She was going to play the game again with this hat on.
She was unbeatable.
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