I Have a “System” Halo

Chapter 20: I have a "vanity" halo

—— Another big brain residue, identification is complete

——Before you say this, first touch your own gender

——Well, brilliant upstairs

——I thought I was a naive girl, but it was a boy that scared me.

——Is it envious that we haven't formed you and Cangguang into cp?

...

Tong Jiaze watched others reply to his trumpet comment, biting his lips unwillingly.

Tong Jiaze liked the sound of Cangguang when he was just heard, and until now, he only liked such a singer. In my opinion, I am not the same in the inch of rice.

But this is just his self-righteousness. In the eyes of Cunguang, all the splits are the same. Whether active or inactive, he never treats them differently.

Tong Jiaze is so embarrassing that he rarely publishes comments. When some of his later scores became leaders in inch-light scores, he was still a small meter. But he knows that he is different. Others like the sound of inch light, and he also likes him, not like the split of idols but the love of one person to another.

Tong Jiaze has also been distressed for this. A person who has never been in contact, except to hear his voice on the Internet, knows nothing, why would he like it? The more depressing, the more fermenting this emotion becomes, and when you see the photos of inch light, it develops into an indelible mark.

Cangguang's voice is nice and handsome, not only Tong Jiaze fell into it alone.

Generally, online cover singers will participate in some offline concerts and events, but Cunguang has never participated. This sense of distance allowed some Mi Fensi's hearts to gradually cool down and return to life. Only Tong Jiaze was unable to extricate himself.

To this end, Tong Jiaze went to study vocal music and passed the Conservatory. The moment he received the admission notice, he was pleased and felt that the distance between them was getting closer, but what he was waiting for was the news that the cover circle faded out.

How can this be? He obviously worked so hard!

When he thought that singing was all about the other party, he realized that singing was just a pastime.

Tong Jiaze didn't believe that Cunguang would just leave without concern, and had been hanging on the YY that sounded pleasantly, waiting for that person to return.

For a week, a month, or even a year, when Tong Jiaze was about to despair, the other party finally appeared again. But he was not happy for a long time, and there was also a so-called "cp", the Sanskrit.

Tong Jiaze went to Baidu to check and found that the Sanskrit was just an unknown singer. Because of its involvement with Cangguang, the popularity of the Sanskrit gradually grew. Tong Jiaze couldn't stand someone taking inch light as a springboard. Sure enough, the eyes of the splitters were all clear, and they discovered the "dangerous intentions" of the Sanskrit.

However, the good times did not last long. Under the policy of Sanskrit ignoring, the idea of splitting has gradually changed, which is the last thing he wants to see.

Tong Jiaze has seen the photos of the Brahman, and it cannot be denied that the people in the photos are not bad, but the p-picture traces so obvious in the photos, who knows whether the other party actually looks like this?

[Xiaohuan, check who this IP is. 】

System, "OK!"

After a while, the system will have news.

"I found it! It's Tong Jiaze!"

[Open trumpet? 】

System, "Uh-huh, it just appears too early."

[No sooner, the plot did not say what Tong Jiaze was doing when he split the silk. The time when the other party appeared was during the assessment. No one knows before. 】

Wu Yixuan and Mo Fan were in a bedroom, and what happened on the Internet was heard. Several times, when Wu Yixuan wanted to say something, he swallowed it back in the dull eyes of the other person.

Shi Xun and Mo Fan?

Wu Yixuan wanted to break his head and couldn't figure out how the two got together. As for the story of Mo Fan's confession when Mi Fen Si said, Wu Yixuan only used it as a joke, and he forgot it after hearing it.

"Mo Fan, Shi Xun hasn't played games with you recently?"

Wu Yixuan missed the ranking with the Great God for returning home on the weekend, and has always regretted that when he can play the game together, the other party has not been online for a whole week.

Mo Fan, "Aren't you classmates? Why do you ask me?"

Wu Yixuan, "Aren't you more familiar?"

Mo Fan, ...

Although he often chatted in private, he did it in private. Where did Wu Yixuan see that they were more familiar?

Wu Yixuan, "Look, Shi Xun has been playing games with you for two days. Are you still unfamiliar?"

Mo Fan, "If you follow the game time, I know him better than you and him."

Wu Yixuan: ...

Suddenly I felt that my high school classmate's identity was false.

Shi Xun was so proud of himself that Wu Yixuan was more afraid of them when they were classmates. Unless necessary, the two did not say a word. Wu Yixuan always felt that Shi Xun had a kind of alienation on his body, that is, on the Internet, and could still say a few words.

I didn't know why I had a brain drain that day. I invited the person and the other person would agree. It was really unexpected.

Mo Fan will do live streaming of his game, so even if Mo Fan's technology is in the bottom of the crowd of game anchors, he doesn't mind taking him to play a few. It's not that he boasted. In a way, Mo Fan's position can come up, he accounted for a large part of the reason.

At the beginning, when Wu Yixuan saw Mo Fan asking for time, Wu Yixuan only joked about the other party, but after this time, Wu Yixuan also understood that Mo Fan was serious and succeeded.

Mo Fan's popularity has surpassed him now. More importantly, it seems that in just such a few days, Mo Fan's technology has made a qualitative leap, and the two of them are in a double row.

Wu Yixuan, "Come and come, we haven't played together for a long time, come in two?"

Mo Fan, "Okay, wait for me to start a live broadcast."

After signing the contract with the live broadcast platform, the platform has a mandatory live broadcast time requirement for the anchor. Mo Fan can grasp every minute of the game time to broadcast live.

Wu Yixuan invited the other party into the room, only to find that Mo Fan was already a master. Looking at himself at the rank of Diamond 1, Wu Yixuan was helpless.

Wu Yixuan, "I haven't paid attention in a few days, you are a master!"

"Um." Mi Fen Si no longer had the original indignation, but Mo Fan closed the barrage reminder and focused on playing the game.

——Well, even the barrage was closed and Mai did n’t open.

——Fan Fan is angry with us?

——It's you, not me. I'm Fanfan's true love, Fanfan will always support you!

Mo Fan can't see the barrage, it doesn't matter, they can brush gifts. Next, Mo Fan's live room showed a weird state-no one spoke, only the gift kept refreshing on the public screen.

A random viewer came in and looked at the live room where no one spoke but the gift was frantic, and looked at the audience several times in disbelief.

With millions of viewers, no one speaks? This is not scientific ...

Under the influence of such an atmosphere, the audience did not exit immediately and watched the live broadcast quietly.

Mo Fan did not choose the auxiliary, but chose a middle order. Playing auxiliary is to go down the road with Shi Xun. In comparison, Mo Fan prefers to play the output position.

Wu Yixuan is a jungler. He often switches the small map back and forth between the three directions, and observes the data of each channel. At a glance, Wu Yixuan was surprised. Now it is ten minutes from the start of the game. Mo Fan has made up more than 80 knives and reached the professional standard.

Mo Fan's progress is too great!

Wu Yixuan looked at Mo Fan's head count, 2-0-0, and slammed twice across the middle. At the time when frictions of various sizes broke out, Mo Fan silently collected two heads, and the equipment was considered luxurious among the heroes of the same period.

Wu Yixuan's playing level is definitely higher than the current position. Mo Fan's level has also come up. With the other three teammates not pitting, the victory came very smoothly.

Wu Yixuan, "Yes, Mo Fan, I'll ask you to take me in the future."

Mo Fan smiled at Wu Yixuan, showing a bit of pride.

The two lined up a few more and Wu Yixuan successfully rose from Diamond 1 to Master, which ended the game.

During the game, Mo Fan didn't hear anything outside the window, and she didn't watch anything except the game. At this moment, I closed the game and returned to the live broadcast room. I was surprised to find that I received a lot of gifts.

Seeing that Mo Fan finally saw the live broadcast room, the girls in the live broadcast room immediately became excited.

——Fan Fan, look at me look at me

-Fanfan, don't be angry

——Fanfan, we will give you gifts, don't be angry

——Fan Fan, please be happy, please open wheat

...

Someone got into the audience by mistake: This live room is poisonous

Either no one speaks, or there is so much barrage that the entire screen is densely covered. Originally, he only found that the popularity of this live broadcast room was high. After he clicked in, he found that the anchor technology was not bad, so he looked up safely. As a result, I have n’t recovered from the game. The entire screen is a flower. There is a game where the card is finished. It is all densely written in white.

Mo Fan ignored the Mi Fen Si, but was too lazy to deal with it. The plot did not explain how to treat Mi Fen Si, Mo Fan came in his own comfortable way. Seeing these barrage at this moment, my heart was so funny, he said to Mai, "Thank you for the gift."

——Well, Fanfan spoke

——Hold Fanfan, Fanfan has been wronged these days

——Where everyone is wrong, forgive us

...

"not angry."

"Well, I didn't blame you."

"No need to give me gifts, I'm fine."

——Oh, Fanfan is so warm

-Fanfan my male god, hug

——I'm not afraid of being jealous when holding the male god

——Two hug together

In this storm, Mo Fan didn't do anything, but it just calmed down.

——Fan Fan, I haven't seen you for a long time, please turn on the camera

——Every beauty is needed to soothe the injured soul

"The camera won't open. I originally planned to turn off the live broadcast," Mo Fan said, after seeing the large pop-up barrage, "I don't play the live broadcast, I don't play games, what do you want to do?"

——Oh, I am so fond of drowning

——I really want to have such a favorite male basin friend

——Lovely, want to listen to Fanfan's voice, speak or sing.

"Then I'll sing a few songs for you. I'm going to dinner after singing."

——Okay

——We are all right, go to eat whenever you are hungry

Mo Fan opened the accompaniment and sang two songs. Suddenly a barrage passed, and Mo Fan's voice stopped.

——I heard that today's assessment is a big deal! !! !! !!

——Why did Fanfan stop because he saw a lot of light?

——Who knows who will evaluate today?

"I don't know this."

——Inexplicably feels that Fan Fan's voice is somewhat aggrieved