Live Broadcast: My Leisure Country Life

It is still raining today, the weather in the grassland is like this, or it will not rain, or it will continue to rain for several days.

Chen Tian and others were a little bored and continued to stay in the room to pass the time.

It's just that I played poker yesterday, and I'm afraid the audience will be a little tired of playing today.

So, everyone played mahjong in the room, and during this period, Little Ida also helped Su Jingjing to open a live broadcast room to start the live broadcast. Not to mention, although the number of people was not large, it was much better than when Chen Tian was in the early days.

"Hey, it's so boring." Little Ida pushed away the cards in front of her and lay lazily on the table.

Yesterday, it was good to say that a group of two always wins, but this mahjong game is played by one person alone.

The audience in the live broadcast room also agreed with this, which made it boring for them to watch other people play mahjong all the time.

"No way, it's still raining outside, so I can't go out to play in this weather." Su Jingjing said helplessly. She doesn't have the time like Chen Tian and the others, the school vacation is so short, and he will go back when the time comes.

"Hey, you can't always play mahjong if you don't go out. Gambling is a bad behavior." Little Ida said with a serious face.

It's just that Chen Tian looked around and saw that he didn't find a single chip. What kind of gambling is this?

"Okay, if you don't want to play, then don't play. Isn't there a KTV and a movie theater upstairs in the hotel? If you're bored, just go and watch it. 99 Chen Tian said.

"Still singing! The voice that I sang yesterday has not eased yet." Su Jingjing frowned.

"That's right, the movie theater is just the resources downloaded from the Internet, and it's nothing to see." Little Ida nodded in agreement.

Then this is difficult to do, and this is not possible.

Hey, women are really hard to handle.

"Then what do you guys want?" Chen Tian decided to throw the question to them.

"Uh...why, let's tell stories." Looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, Little Ida said again: "Tell ghost stories.

ghost story?

Chen Tian raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Jingjing. If he remembered correctly, Su Jingjing wanted to tell ghost stories when they came out the first day.

Little Ida also looked at Su Jingjing, causing the other party to blush a little.

"These are all stories I saw on the Internet, and it's been a long time, and I can't remember them." Sophistry is a cover up.

The audience also refused to let her go, not to mention that in the case of her own live broadcast today, if she didn't order anything, the audience would be very unhappy.

This is what she said about driving ducks to the shelves. Su Jingjing hesitated for a while, and finally agreed for her poor point, so she cleared her throat: "cough, cough, by the way, when I was in high school, I was a resident student. ,047 This story starts from the day I moved into the school.

"Our school is one of the top three schools in the county, and the venue is naturally relatively large. There are two buildings behind the school, which are our girls' dormitory. The story happened in the 402 dormitory where I lived..."

This story is also old-fashioned, and Chen Tian can basically guess the end just by listening to the beginning. But Little Ida is a foreigner. This kind of story is still very novel to her. In addition, Su Jingjing deliberately lowered her voice to create that kind of depressing atmosphere, which made Little Ida nervously clenched at the beginning. fists, eyes fixed on each other,

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