All-Rounded Strategy Game

Deep-water torpedoes can turn into roses in the live broadcast room, while the super bombs blow up fireworks in the live broadcast room.

After Lu Jinghe brushed out the rows of super bombs, the live broadcast room was suddenly filled with colorful splendor. The huge fireworks exploded for more than half a minute, dazzling people.

[Flying shark: Fuck! Local tyrant! ! ! 】

[Dove Cuckoo Chicken: 12345678910... There are too many fireworks, dazzling...]

[Zhanshan is king: the front row is watching the local tyrants! ! Although I also want to set off fireworks for the anchor sister, but I am powerless QAQ]

[Fried oyster omelette: twelve thousand! ! Twelve thousand at a time, my mom! 】

[Satan’s Night: Fuck! ! ! 】

[Chest Life: Don’t worry, brother Satan, although there are new local tyrants, you are still the top of the anchor’s list! ! 】

Lu Yu: "..." Who is worried about this, put a bomb, this is my acquaintance! !

Jiang Li was also surprised by the audience named "Qi Tian Darui". His live broadcast was not long, and it only took about a week. Although the current popularity is good, the audience is steadily increasing. There are also a lot of rewards, but there are not many viewers who reward tens of thousands at one time like this.

Isn't it a slippery hand? Jiang thought to himself.

"No." The system said aloud, the voice bell with certainty, "The host is so good, the 12 thousand reward is nothing at all. If they listen to the scene, they will definitely have their wallets emptied."

Jiang Li was amused by it. He said it as if it was his own brain blow. He replied in his heart: "Little cutie, when did you boast so much? If I have a fan club, at least you are like this. I can also be a vice president."

"Just tell the truth." The system said, paused, and then said, "But you can't be the vice president."

"Why?" Jiang Li was curious.

"I won't tear it up, I can't protect you." The system said in a serious tone, "That's not good."

His words made Jiang Li a little dumb. He didn't expect that a data system would even consider this level, and he couldn't help feeling warmly moved in his heart. He found that after experiencing so many worlds, his little cutie seems to have grown a lot, his feelings are also much more plumped, and even the tone of speech is not so mechanically rigid.

This feeling caused a subtle throb in his heart, as if raising a child with one hand, he couldn't help but smiled in his heart: "It's okay, you're fine, I like it very much."

System: "...thank you." After so many years, the host's habit of picking up data has not changed.

When they communicated silently, the barrage in the live broadcast room did not stop. On the contrary, because of Lu Jinghe's great work, another wave of rewards was triggered. Everyone felt like they wanted to do something for their favorite anchor.

"Thank you for your rewards. It's too expensive." Jiang Li said aloud, "In addition, thank Qi Tian Dari for his generosity. To thank you, I can meet your small request, but only in the scope of the live broadcast. "

Lu Jinghe didn't expect that his reward could be exchanged for a request allowed by the anchor. This added to his favor for the anchor, and he felt that the other party was a person who knew how to be grateful.

Seeing the "Envy!!" barrage on the screen, Lu Jinghe's calm and unwavering heart was a little turbulent, and there was a sense of "lucky" inexplicably.

As for what request...

Lu Jinghe remembered what the other party looked like when he was playing the piano, and his heart moved, he wanted to listen and watch it again.

It’s just that he didn’t know how to send barrage, so he turned his head to ask Qi Rui to help. When he turned around, he found that the other party also looked at him with envy, and asked excitedly: "Mr. Lu, do you think Are you asking for anything?"

Lu Jinghe: "..."

Qi Rui looked at Lu Jinghe with scorching eyes, and the latter said, "Play another tune and post it for me."

Qi Rui also really wanted to hear the anchor play again. He looked happy when he heard the words, and responded with "OK", and moved quickly to send Lu Jinghe's request in the barrage.

He is a super VIP member, and the font is bold and red, which is very conspicuous even in many bullet screens.

Seeing him asking Jiang Li to play another piece of music, everyone else agreed.

[Jiajang Ramen Noodles: Wow! Thank you local tyrant for success, I also really want to hear the anchor sister play another song~]

[Chest Life: Think the same! It's like a fairy playing the piano! ! 】

[Zhanshan is king: I'm going to kneel and listen to tunes again! 】

[Satan’s night: Huh? Thanks to Brother Qi for perfecting, we are so inspiring and understanding! 】

[Dove Cuckoo Chicken: Happiness comes so suddenly~]

When Qi Rui saw Lu Yu’s barrage, he glanced at the calm Lu Jinghe from the corner of his eye, thinking that little brother Lu Yu, he didn’t have a clear understanding with me, but had a clear understanding with your brother. If you know, I’m afraid. Is to scare the legs soft.

Seeing this request, Jiang Li smiled slightly: "Is it that simple? It's okay."

Speaking, he returned to the Guqin again and sat down, crossed his fingers and said, "I have already mentioned God just now. Let's change to a gentler tune this time. "Nanzhou Minor" will be given to you."

"Nanzhou Minor" is a song from the south of the Yangtze River. It is not as urgent and intense as "Xiyang Ode". The tone is light and pleasant, sometimes brisk and sometimes melodious.

When Jiang Li was playing this tune, he no longer had the awkwardness between his eyebrows as before. His lips raised a smile, and the whole person looked warm and peaceful, and the tune played by his fingertips was soothing and soft to make people unconscious. Then smiled.

Just as before, Lu Jinghe kept his eyes on him, and the index finger placed on the table unconsciously beat his rhythm. The same is true for Qi Rui beside him, immersed in the beautiful and gentle sound of the piano, unwilling to interrupt.

However, things backfired.

When the two listened attentively, a certain light footsteps suddenly came from behind. A white figure rushed in from the outside window, rubbed Qi Rui's face at a very fast speed, and landed on Lu Jinghe's. In his arms, Qi Rui was taken aback.

It was a white cat, and it broke in suddenly, interrupting the two of them listening.

When Lu Jinghe jumped into his arms, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to hug it, and at the same time whispered: "Where have you gone wild again, come back so late."

"Meow~" The white cat yelled at him, then suddenly turned around and rushed towards the computer on the desktop, and then threw the computer down.

Upon seeing this, Qi Rui quickly stretched out his hand to help him up: "Little ancestor, be careful, it's okay if you drop the computer, the most important thing is not to drop you."

This puppet cat was raised by Lu Jinghe. It’s a terrible baby. The little guy is arrogant and doesn’t care much about people. He doesn’t give it to anyone except Lu Jinghe. Even Aunt Lan, who has been in charge of three meals, is the same. Be careful if you fall, it will be fatal.

If the cat ignores it, he will not let go of the computer: "Meow?"

When it pounced on it, its paw accidentally stepped on the keyboard, and the desktop jumped out of the web browser, blocking the live broadcast channel.

"Jiang Nuomi." Lu Jinghe called to it, stretched out his hand to hug it back, "Don't mess around."

The white cat called "Ginger Nuomi" licked his fingers and sat in his arms obediently, but still stared at the computer with blue eyes.

The sound of the piano continued, but the tune had become very low, light and light, and seemed to be nearing the end.

Qi Rui turned off the browser, the live broadcast room appeared on the screen again, and Jiang Li just finished playing.

Jiang Nuomi, who had been sitting peacefully in Lu Jinghe's arms, suddenly got up again, peeping his paws, and then wanted to hit the computer. Lu Jinghe quickly grasped its paws.

Jiang Nuomi looked at Jiang Li on the computer and then at Lu Jinghe. With doubts in his big cat's eyes, he tilted his head and called to Lu Jinghe a few times.

Lu Jinghe touched its head and said, "Observe."

"Meow." Jiang Nuomi seemed a little unhappy, and patted the back of his hand with his paw, but he sat still obediently.

Jiang Li got up and returned to the computer. As soon as he sat down, he watched the screen and everyone praised him for playing well. He also saw someone asking what the name of the previous song was and said: "The first song is called "Ode to Xiyang". , The content is about the soldiers marching out to guard the border, fighting with the enemy, and finally returning from victory."

[A glass of sake toast yesterday: No wonder, I felt enthusiastic when I heard it, it turned out to be about war! 】

[Magic Pipa Fairy: It's like watching a war movie, and the whole person's heart is smashed. 】

[Flying Whale: I am also learning Guqin recently, and I like this song "Xiyang Ode" very much, but I did not see the same song on Baidu just now! 】

[Bubble Biscuit: Me too, I want to find piano scores to practice, can the anchor sister share...]

"Okay." Jiang Li said indifferently. The tune was originally shared with everyone. He was also very happy to see someone likes the tune he composed. "This is the tune I composed before, which is not available on Baidu. I will look back. Scan the score and share it with you."

He said naturally, it seemed that composing by himself was a normal thing, but the people present were shocked to hear it.

Fuck, the anchor not only plays the piano, but also composes his own music. What kind of magical operation is this? ! !

The audience was stunned by his words and praised him for his talent. However, some people felt that he was talking big, that he didn't know where to find the music and wanted to hype himself. After all, this behavior is not uncommon.

Jiang Li didn't feel angry when he saw these words. He just said lightly: "This is the case. There is no need to hype. If you don't believe it, you can find it online. If you can find it, I will apologize publicly and compensate the original author for the loss."

He spoke frankly, and those doubtful voices disappeared, and they were soon covered up by other barrage.

On the side of the screen, Lu Jinghe also believed what Jiang Li said. There is no reason, but he subconsciously believes that people who feel that such a song can be played will not steal other people's things.

After that, Jiang Li continued to draw people to teach. Two hours passed quickly. Before it was over, he said: "Today is my live broadcast for a full week. Although it is not long, it has gained a lot of everyone’s experience. Thank you very much for your support. I will draw 3 people below, and each will give a collection of practice questions for elementary school, junior high school, and high school. You can choose by yourself."

Everyone was very excited when they heard him say that he was going to draw a lottery. All of the screens were all barrage of "pick me draw me". Among them, Lu Yu, a student scumbag, also yelled with joy. Someone who didn't know thought he loved learning.

When Lu Jinghe went to P station for the first time, Qi Rui knew that he did not understand the rules of the platform, and explained: "In addition to rewarding the audience to the anchor, the anchor can also draw a lottery to give gifts to the audience, and the winners will be in the live broadcast room. announcement."

Lu Jinghe nodded when he heard the words, thinking that there are so many rules.

The lottery is drawn by the back-end system. Jiang Li only needs to fill in the number and prizes of the lottery. After filling in, he clicks the lottery button, and the system will soon announce the lucky audience.

——System reminder: Congratulations to "Zhanshan is King" for obtaining a set of collection exercises from the anchor "Jiangchi Luxiao".

——System reminder: Congratulations to "Qi Tian Darui" for obtaining a set of collection exercises from the anchor "Jiang Chi Lu Xiao".

——System reminder: Congratulations to "Pigeon Cuckoo Chicken" for obtaining a set of collection exercises from the anchor "Jiangchi Lu Xiao".

As soon as the system announcement came out, Qi Rui saw his name and blurted out: "I won the lottery?!!!"

Qi Rui has graduated for several years and has no practice questions, but as an African, he was very happy to be drawn for the first time. Seeing Lu Yu yelling on the screen that he was very unhappy that he did not draw, he said: "Mr. Lu, I want a set of sophomore questions for Master Lu Yu? I don't need it anyway."

"Good." Lu Jinghe nodded, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Qi Rui waved his hand quickly. He made a small profit just now. It is also a good thing to send the practice questions to someone in need.

Jiang Li registered the winning ID and asked them to privately write the address of their recipient. The phone rang next to him as soon as he finished speaking, and the word "Mom" was displayed on the screen.

When Mother Jiang called, Jiang Li said to the camera, "See you tomorrow night," and then left the live broadcast room and picked up the phone.

As soon as the call was connected, Mother Jiang's voice came from the other side: "Xiao Li, are you sleeping?"

"Not yet." Jiang Li shut down the computer. During the live broadcast, he habitually sat down. After two hours, his shoulders were a little sore, so he leaned lazily on the chair and asked, "Why don't you rest?"

"Mom is not sleepy." Mother Jiang said, "Didn't you say you want to repeat the course? I asked someone to sort out a copy of the good high school information in the city. There are public and private schools, and the information has been sent to your mailbox. , You see which school you want to go to, I'll let someone arrange it for you."

After she finished speaking, before Jiang Li could answer, she said: "I have marked the schools that are closer to home. They are closer, and it is convenient for you to go home after school."

Jiang Li didn't expect that she had just mentioned this matter a few days ago. She went back and started to deal with it without delay. It was clear that there was almost a month left before she left school.

The original body has been spoiled by his parents on the cusp of his heart since he was a child. Perhaps the concern for Jiang’s mother is just a matter of course, not worth mentioning, but Jiang Li has experienced several worlds, except in the first world. Except for the warmth that the elders are thinking about in their hearts, there is nothing else.

The sudden love made him slightly stunned, and did not respond to Jiang's mother in time. The latter saw that he was silent, and asked: "What's wrong? Don't you like it? It doesn't matter if you still want to go abroad. Mom will give it. You arrange."

"No." Jiang Li said, "I don't want to go abroad, I want to stay with you and my father."

Since the body of the other's son is occupied, the obligations of the son should be borne by oneself.

Mother Jiang did not expect that he would say this. First it was an accident, and then laughed again, with emotion in her gentle voice: "You really have grown up. You didn't say that before. I usually go out to play. Two questions you think we are long-winded."

Jiang Li smiled and did not refute.

Due to time constraints, the two chatted for a while and then hung up.

When Mother Jiang hung up the phone, she smiled comfortingly, thinking of her son's reminder to pay attention to her body just now.

At this time, there was the sound of a car from outside, and soon Father Jiang walked in from outside. Mother Jiang stood up and greeted him: "Doesn't it mean that the genius is back?"

Father Jiang handed the suitcase and suit jacket to the servant on the side. He smiled and said, "After the project is over, I will come back early."

"Have you eaten? I'll let Mother Zhang get you something to eat." Mother Jiang asked.

"Okay." Father Jiang nodded, walked in with her, and asked as he walked, "Why don't you sleep so late?"

After Jiang's mother told Zhang's mother, she heard what he said, "I just finished the phone call with Xiaoli and I'm about to go upstairs. You're back."

Father Jiang paused: "The stinky boy contacted you? What about the others?"

After speaking, he speeded up his pace and walked towards the stairs, looking like he was going upstairs to find Jiang Li. Jiang's mother quickly grabbed him and said, "My son hasn't come back, so don't worry."

Jiang’s mother didn’t intend to conceal Jiang’s father about the meeting with Jiang Li. It’s just that Jiang’s father had been on business trips and was talking about very important projects, so she didn’t mention it to him. Just can tell him.

Mother Jiang contacted Jiang Li, asked her to meet, and told Father Jiang about the things she wanted to repeat.

Father Jiang frowned after hearing this: "He lives alone now? Where does he live? Is it safe?"

When Mother Jiang saw that he was concerned about this, she couldn't help being amused: "Don't you say that he won't recognize this son unless he comes back? Why are you so worried?"

Father Jiang was so jealous of her that he couldn't hold back his face, and he snorted: "I'm afraid he will lose my old face outside."

Mother Jiang naturally didn't believe it. She knew how much her husband cared about her son, but she was saddened by the text message that "if he didn't accept his sexual orientation, he would die and never come back" sent by her son when she ran away from home.

"The place is quite safe, that is, the room I live in is too small, and the living room is not as big as the room where my son is at home." Mother Jiang shook her head when he said that, "but he just refused to come back, saying that he was afraid that you would still be there. angry."

"He also knows that he is worried about me being angry, a little **** who has no conscience." Although Father Jiang sweared like this, he calmed down and asked about the repetition. She said that the school materials have been prepared. Nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then I will go to see him after a few days of work, and hide for a month. I don't know how to go home and have a look. I'm not a dutiful son."

He wants to go tomorrow, but the new project has just been signed, and there are too many things to be busy. Tomorrow, he will meet someone from the relevant department for dinner, which is really lacking in skills.

"Then I will talk to Xiaoli tomorrow." Jiang Mu said.

Father Jiang: "..." If I go to see my son, should I ask for instructions first? ?

...

On the other side, after Jiang Li exited the live broadcast room, Jiang Nuomi jumped to the computer again, leaning his face on the screen as if looking for something.

Lu Jinghe stretched out his hand to hug it back, stood up and said "Goodnight" to Qi Rui and walked towards the door.

"Mr. Lu, good night." Qi Rui said.

After having been with Lu Jinghe for so long, Qi Rui knew that he had always had a fixed schedule, getting up at 6:30 every day and going to bed at 10:30 in the evening.

Sometimes he can’t figure it out. Mr. Lu is just a year old, how can he live like a veteran, he doesn’t like to surf the Internet, play games, don’t play mobile phones, or even go out.

Seeing him go out and turn left, Qi Rui turned around and turned off the computer, clearing away the things on the desktop.

It’s a long way down the mountain. He also has his own room in Mr. Lu’s courtyard. Sometimes he stays in late and goes back the next day.

Lu Jinghe passed through the long corridor. Because it was in the mountains, the temperature dropped a lot after nightfall. The night breeze came with faint chills, and a yellow leaf whirled in the air a few times before slowly falling on him. The **** glutinous rice in her arms.

"Meow." Jiang Nuomi whispered, lying on his arm, with a sad expression.

Lu Jinghe gently swept away the fallen leaves, touched its ears, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Nuomi rubbed the palm of his hand, lying still.

Lu Jinghe returned to the house and put it on the rocking chair. He took his pajamas and went to take a bath. When he came out of the bath, Jiang Nuomi was already asleep on the rocking chair.

After replacing the bedroom lamp with the bedside lamp, Lu Jinghe opened the quilt and went to bed. As usual, he should lie down to sleep at this time, but he didn't feel sleepy tonight.

He took the book from the bedside table and looked at it. After turning over two pages, he was thinking of the anchor whom he saw for the first time tonight.

The name "Jiang Chi Lu Xiao" crossed in his heart, causing a ripple in his heart.

This name gave him a sense of deja vu, and the same was true for the owner of this name.

Because he has lived here for many years and his temperament does not like making noise, not many people have come into contact with him. He rummaged through the faces in his memory, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this anchor again. When did you hear this name.

He has a good memory. If he doesn't have this face in his memory, then he hasn't seen it.

It's just that he couldn't figure out where the familiarity came from. Over the years, he always felt as if he had forgotten something, but he still couldn't remember.

The night wind blew the wind chimes outside the corridor, pulling his thoughts back to this late night, he put away his mind, his gaze fell on the book in his hand, and he just happened to see a sentence on it inadvertently.

——All encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence.

A simple sentence, not the first time I saw it, made his heart beat unnaturally at this time.

He watched in silence for a long time, and finally closed the book, put it back, turned off the light and lay down.

...

The next day, Lu Jinghe woke up during the long-formed work and rest time, and when he moved his hand, he ran into Jiang Nuomi, who ran up to him and slept next to him.

It was still early, the dew was heavy in the morning, and the little guy was curled up, sleeping soundly next to him.

Lu Jinghe gently lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, and covered Jiang Nuomi with its blanket. After washing, he took the wooden sword and went to the yard to practice sword.

Lu Jinghe's teacher not only taught him calligraphy, but also taught him the Tai Chi sword for self-cultivation. He started to take the sword at the age of five and practiced it for half an hour every morning, regardless of the cold winter and heat. It has been twenty-five years.

Qi Rui lives here. Knowing that he wakes up early, he will naturally not sleep in bed. He set up five alarm clocks early in the morning to make himself quarrel. After washing his face, he saw Lu Jinghe practicing sword in the yard.

He was wearing a white shirt with a double collar and black trousers, standing tall and straight, standing in the wind.

His moves seem to be slow, but he feels a kind of thunderous momentum, the whole person looks dusty and fierce, making people unable to look away.

Qi Rui looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh: "I'm another person who can rely on his face to eat, but depends on his talent."

After lunch, Qi Rui left. He didn't need to stay here 24 hours.

As usual, Lu Jinghe studied Chinese calligraphy, touched the tip of the pen on the paper, and when he wandered around, the words "Jiangchi Lu Xiao" jumped onto the surface of the paper.

He took the pen, his eyes fell on the paper, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and the trend of the font showed that his heart mirror was a little impetuous at this time.

Aunt Lan cleaned up the kitchen and came over and asked, "Jinghe, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Aunt Lan grew up taking care of Lu Jinghe. She was a master and servant in name, but in fact she was no different from her relatives.

Lu Jinghe is used to the food she cooks, so she is not picky about it, so it's better for her to be the master.

After Aunt Lan left, he changed the paper and re-written the paper.

The day passed quickly. When the sunset was west, Lu Jinghe put his pen down and put away the paper for today's practice. When he received the last one, he paused when he saw the content on it.

—— Jiang Chi Lu Xiao.

Qi Rui said yesterday that the anchor was live broadcast at 8 o'clock in the evening. He raised his head and looked at the wall clock on the wall. It was already 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still two hours before the live broadcast.

There was an inexplicable thrust in his heart that made him want to do something.

While he was meditating, Aunt Lan's voice rang from the side to ask him to eat.

Lu Jinghe responded and put the paper with the words "Jiang Chi Lu Xiao" together with the others, and then pressed it with a paperweight.

After dinner, according to Lu Jinghe's usual habit, he would check the news and the rule of law lecture hall, and then retrieve the **** glutinous rice that had gone wild when it was time, and then went to take a bath and sleep.

Tonight, he turned on the computer, uncharacteristically, and found the live broadcast platform called Station P last night.

There are many live broadcast rooms recommended on the homepage of P station, but Lu Jinghe didn't have any extra thoughts to pay attention to. He planned to register a platform account, and clicked to find out that registration needed to fill out a questionnaire.

A lot of the content on the questionnaire is seen separately by Lu Jinghe, but they don’t understand what they mean together. He filled it out once, and the system prompted him to fill it again.

It was the first time that Lu Jinghe had received the three "failed". Looking at the questionnaire that popped up again, he planned to ask Qi Rui. After thinking about it, he gave up, and honestly refilled one.

I was lucky this time, no more, no more than 60 points, and successfully registered an account.

The first time was forty-nine points, and the second time was 60 points.

Lu Jinghe's mood is a bit complicated. This is probably the lowest scoring test in his life. It is so bad that it can't bear to look directly at it.

After registering, he searched the homepage of the anchor "Jiangchi Luxiao", and after clicking into it, he found that there were seven live videos on the homepage, all of which were previously live broadcasts. Below the anchor's profile picture is the ranking of the audience's rewards. The top of the list is his younger brother, Lu Yu, with a reward of up to six figures.

Lu Jinghe usually does not spend much time on the Internet. The computer is only used to check some information. He is even more unfamiliar with the operation of the P station. It took a long time to find a place to follow the anchor and clicked Follow.

——System reminder: Hello, dear ordinary member "Lu", you have successfully followed the beauty anchor "Jiangchi Lu Xiao", and we will notify you as soon as the anchor has new developments.

In view of the amazing performance of the host during the live broadcast last night, Lu Jinghe wanted to watch the previous video, but saw that it was already eight o'clock at the moment, so he dispelled this idea and entered the live broadcast room from the host's homepage link.

As soon as he entered, he saw the video where the anchor appeared.

The anchor’s dress today was different from yesterday. The silk scarf around his neck was replaced with a black lace bell necklace. Lu Jinghe’s eyes swept across the anchor’s neck, only to feel that the other party’s skin was very white against the black lace. Excellent jade.

"Everyone tonight, I am Jiangchi Lu Xiao."

The anchor greeted everyone in the video. As soon as she uttered, Lu Jinghe saw the barrage brushing quickly, including his younger brother Lu Yu and his assistant Qi Rui.

After the greeting, the anchor began to draw people to ask questions as usual. When he heard the name of his account, Lu Jinghe was taken aback.

He didn't expect that he would be drawn the first time he registered for an account. This experience was a bit strange, but he quickly recovered.

He watched Qi Rui sent a barrage last night and knew how to send it, but he didn't have any questions he couldn't solve, so he didn't know what to send for a while.

When he hesitated, he heard the anchor call his name in the video again, and he seemed to be waiting for him to write a question, so he thought about it and posted a question.

After he posted the question, the anchor seemed a little surprised, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.

When Lu Jinghe saw this, he wondered if he had made the question too difficult, but after seeing the host's topic last night, he always felt that the host's strength was more than that. When this made him a little bit puzzled, he posted There was a barrage.

[Lu: Isn't it? 】

After he finished posting, he suddenly saw that the barrage on the screen became a little different from before.

[Magic Pipa Fairy: Nima...This is the question for this year's National College Mathematics Competition. As a staff member, I clearly remember that there is another kicker, right? 】

[Zhajiangmianmianmian: Damn, here's another Kong Jing? Satan is second! 】

[Satan’s Night: Don’t mention the past, okay... I'm so rough with the bar master! ! 】

[Qitian Darui: This little brother who asked the question, I advise you to be kind (beat your dog's head)]

Seeing the content of the barrage, although Lu Jinghe didn't know the meaning of "Kang Jing", from the words of Lu Yu and Qi Rui, he heard that it was not a good adjective.

Two **** who feed on their own are really bold.

Lu Jinghe frowned and opened the web page to search for the word "Gang Jing".

【Kong Jing】Kong is the meaning of lifting a kong. Gang Jing is also a type of person who quarrels for the sake of quarreling. In life, when you put forward some opinions on the problem, there are always a bunch of people who provoke you. They don’t really care about the facts’ opinions, they just treat people wrong, that is to say, “oppose for the sake of opposition”. As their own responsibility, they are called "Gong Jing".

Lu Jinghe: "..."

He quit the webpage, and just returned to the live broadcast page, he saw the anchor on the screen with a smile but a smile, and said slowly: "Oh, the new lever."

Lu Jinghe: "..."

No, I'm not a bargainer.