After being broken by Qingmei, I became a top player

After coding, Chen Shuren distributed the remaining 8,000 preaching points.

He did not allocate all the points to appearance, but invested 1,400 points and 2,600 points respectively in figure and temperament, and the remaining 4,000 points were invested in appearance.

Because the figure and temperament have not yet reached 50 points, 1 attribute point only requires 100 preaching points.

If you only give appearance value, you can only improve it by 10 points, but allocating preaching points to figure and temperament will obviously improve you even more.

After such allocation, his attribute panel has changed a lot.

[Preacher: Chen Shuren]

[Appearance: 60+4 (under renovation)]

[Shadow: 36+14 (under transformation))]

[Temperament: 23+26 (under renovation)]

【Preaching Points: 7342】

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This time, more points were added. The longest temperament took 26 days to complete, and the fastest appearance took 8 days.

Although it took a long time, Chen Shuren was happy to wait.

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, Chen Shuren woke up at 6 o'clock on time.

Looking at the layout of the room, he was stunned for a while before he remembered that this was not a dormitory.

After getting up and washing up, Chen Shuren found that his figure and temperament had grown a bit.

The figure reaches 37 points and the temperament reaches 24 points.

There are changes, but they are still not that obvious.

After cleaning up, Chen Shuren took the elevator to the first floor. To his surprise, there was someone in the living room on the first floor!

And he was someone he knew well.

"Good morning."

After thinking about it, Chen Shuren still said hello.

After traveling for so long, the influence of this childhood sweetheart on him was almost negligible.

But after all, the relationship between the two cannot be broken off immediately. Even if they pretend to be strangers at this time, they will still see each other when they return home during the Chinese New Year.

"morning."

Pei Shiting responded that she was not surprised that Chen Shuren got up so early, because since high school, Chen Shuren rarely got up later than her.

It was just that I was always ready to please her before, but now...

Seeing Chen Shuren saying hello and leaving the villa, Pei Shiting also silently walked to the kitchen, preparing to make breakfast for herself.

Half an hour later.

When Chen Shuren came back from running, Pei Shiting was already sitting at the dining table, eating eggs and drinking porridge.

Chen Shuren couldn't help but swallowed after seeing it.

I want to eat Xiao Long Bao.

Shaking his head, he turned back and prepared to go upstairs to take a shower.

"There is still porridge and eggs in the kitchen...do you want to eat?"

Um?

Chen Shuren froze and turned to look at the dining table.

Pei Shiting, who had been eating silently, had raised her head and was looking at him.

"I?"

Chen Shuren pointed at himself and suddenly hesitated when he saw Pei Shiting nodding.

Do you want to eat?

In just a moment, he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

What's so cool about a grown man?

"Thanks, I'll treat you to Xiao Long Bao next time!"

When Chen Shuren passed by Pei Shiting, he said with a smile.

Pei Shiting nodded lightly.

At the same time, in the live broadcast room.

"What did I see? My wife making breakfast for others? What on earth have I done to let me see this so early in the morning!"

"What's wrong with making breakfast? Didn't we talk about it yesterday? They are childhood sweethearts. Even if their confession is rejected, can't they still be friends?"

"It's great that we can still be friends after rejection. I'm going to confess my love right now. After that, my goddess will also make me breakfast?"

"Wake up upstairs."

"Damn it! This guy doesn't go to record novels, but he's still flirting with girls here!"

"What novel?"

"last night……"

As someone exposed what happened to Chen Shuren last night, many people became interested in Chen Shuren.

But after all, it was just hearsay, and it was not as shocking as the live broadcast. These people were just interested.

Unless the program team releases the live replay.

Chen Shuren didn't know what the barrage said. He was already in the kitchen at this time.

Looking at the porridge in the rice cooker, which was only enough for one bowl, and the eggs in the pot next to him, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

"Is this done too much? Or is it done specially?"

Then he shook his head and laughed.

"I'm thinking about shit!"

When she brought the porridge and eggs to the dining table, Pei Shiting was almost done eating.

Although they were sitting at the same table, the two of them had nothing else to say.

Just as Chen Shuren was immersed in cooking, Pei Shiting's voice rang out from beside him.

"Did you compose the erhu piece last night?"

Chen Shuren raised his head and looked at Pei Shiting who had finished eating.

"Um."

Although he said this, he still added in his heart, "I am just a porter of the earth."

"Why have I never heard you mention it before? It was the same thing with the harmonica last time."

Listening to Pei Shiting's words, Chen Shuren was stunned for a moment, recalling the past events in his mind, and said with a smile: "Since you said you didn't like the erhu, I have never played for you again."

Pei Shiting was stunned.

She remembered that it was when she first entered junior high school. At that time, Chen Shuren ran to her house excitedly and said that he had learned a new erhu piece and wanted to play it to her.

But she only listened to half of it before she covered her ears and frowned, interrupting Chen Shuren's performance, saying it was too unpleasant and she didn't want to listen to it anymore.

She remembered that Chen Shuren didn't say anything at that time, but just nodded and said yes.

It seemed that since then, she had never heard Chen Shuren play the erhu again.

"The harmonica..."

Before Pei Shiting finished speaking, Chen Shuren said again: "The year I graduated from the third grade of junior high school."

Hearing this, Pei Shiting recalled it again. It seemed that she had said something similar that year, but she couldn't remember exactly what it was.

Chen Shuren looked at Pei Shiting's hesitant expression and said nothing more.

In fact, not only the erhu and harmonica, but also piano, guitar, violin and other instruments that Chen Shuren knew, all were played in front of Pei Shiting.

Without exception, none of them were recognized by Pei Shiting.

Despite this, Chen Shuren did not give up these instruments.

It turns out that Chen Shuren has been working hard in his heart and silently trying to amaze Pei Shiting and see her worshiping him.

It's a pity that talent is a mysterious thing, but it is real.

After years of hard work, Chen Shuren barely reached the threshold of master level with erhu and harmonica, and these are obviously things that Pei Shiting cannot think highly of.

The two had no further communication after that.

After breakfast, Chen Shuren washed the two bowls. This scene was appreciated by the audience in the live broadcast room, but it did not cause any waves between the two.

After all, Chen Shuren had done a lot of similar things in the past eighteen years. Pei Shiting was used to it, and Chen Shuren did it subconsciously.

After taking a shower, I turned on the computer and browsed various news, history, and humanities about Blue Star for an hour. It was already eight o'clock.

When he opened the live broadcast room, he found that the live broadcast room with the largest number of people already had thousands of people, but his live broadcast room still only had one door.

Miraculously, the number of people in his live broadcast room was not zero!

At this time, he saw a person coming to the door of his live broadcast room, and then his door was knocked.

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