Master of the Stars

In summer, the city of Xia has just entered the night, and the lights are beginning to shine, but they can't reach the sky, and the clouds at the junction of sea and sky seem to be rippling with the dust of the world in the day.

It is far from the most serious nightlife stage at the moment.

If you really want to have a good time, you should call friends and have a few drinks at a favorite pub or restaurant, and wait until the atmosphere is up, and then run two or three games, leaving all the troubles of the day behind. , And finally plunged into the five-colored blurred night scene, letting those who are constantly chasing troubles completely lost.

Long Qi has a wealth of night field experience, but recently he has basically lost the strength to race against troubles.

There are fewer and fewer friends around, and I don't know when I can't even pick up the scene. So after the company's routine training is over, he can only drive a car or motorcycle and wander meaninglessly in the streets of Xiacheng.

Occasionally I receive calls from my old teammates, bragging and cheering, but more often, I still wander into the night to see if I can hook up with a beautiful wandering beauty to decide how to spend the long night.

He himself called this behavior "the journey of chess pieces on the chessboard hitting walls", and he thought in his heart, one day he got lucky, and he planted the chessboard at one end, and the sky and the sky would be wide...Fart!

But tonight, his luck seemed to be good.

From a distance, I saw a lady sitting alone on the bench in the street. Looks at the figure, temperament and dressing should be good, and it is also more suitable for his current sports car small open personality.

He slowly drove forward with a sense of consciousness to save life.

When the body of the car was parallel to the bench, he pressed down the window and greeted him in a familiar way. The flapping sound of hula-la passed over the window that had just fallen.

The huge crow circled a half arc. Under the surprised gaze of the beautiful lady on the bench, it landed steadily on the front end of the windshield. The thick claws hooked the edge of the front cover. With dark eyes, the dragon seven was completed. Look at each other.

Long Qi successfully attracted the attention of the beautiful lady, but this way was definitely not what he expected, nor was he willing to see it, so that he subconsciously blurted out:

"Not so, your team is so diligent, do you want to change it every day?"

Naturally, the crow wouldn't answer him, but it seemed that he was pouring into black eyes with a unique meaning and staring at him intently. It was really worth a thousand words.

Long Qi still wants to struggle again: "It shouldn't be, they are all busy people, the world is still waiting for you to save..."

In the end, Long Qi complied with the principle of "choosing nearby" and chose the ink that seemed to be able to break its windshield with its wings at any time.

Of course, the biggest reason is that the young lady on the bench was scared to leave in a hurry by the strange scene in front of her.

Long Qi sighed at the ink again: "When I took this task, I didn't expect this intensity. In other words, I always feel that this is not your normal rhythm. Are you sure you didn't intentionally fix me?

"Let me take a look... Ouch, the live broadcast has really started!"

After doing some lower management, Long Qi waved his hand at the camera lens carried by the ink: "Hello everyone, it’s really hard to get in from the beginning. The protagonist didn’t appear in the scene at the beginning. It's not too much. By the way, can't there be a notice or something?

"Yes, I don't know what's going on. Well, I might really know a little...

"This is a warm-up clown, grinning and beckoning to pedestrians;

"Everyone is a passerby, why, it's always me,

"Attach this red nose..."

Long Qi sang hip and hop, but he didn't sing a few words. It was the peak of traffic before and after dinner. The large number of fans who had eaten and gained wisdom, and opened the attention reminder on ZM, were suffering from a sudden storm of raw materials. After the blow, he instinctively rushed in, hoping to get an answer or a more straightforward comfort.

In yesterday’s live broadcast, everyone has been trained by Dragon Seven to have a good questioning habit, and soon there will be high praise barrage topped with special effects:

"Seven brother, help, Ruiwen killed someone!"

"So fierce? Which SB got her off?"

Long Qi blurted out. The next second he also felt a little inappropriate, he laughed twice, and forced a rounding: "Don't worry, let me see what's going on..."

He didn't need clues provided by enthusiastic fans, and he skillfully opened several core interfaces to get an overview of relevant information.

Ten seconds later, Long Qi made a "bang" and patted the steering wheel again:

"Damn, which pot won't open..."

After half-talking, he swallowed back forcibly, and smiled awkwardly at the ink: "I mean, it's a bit too much to expose human scars..."

Speaking of this, the taste is not quite right.

After all, the ink possesses dual attributes. Long Qi expressed his stance in an insider's tone, and the live broadcast room was fried.

Without having to go deeper, a bunch of fans who finally reached the life-saving straw yelled, "Brother Seven, go and explain to Miss Ruiwen."

Of course, there is another group of people who saw another truth from Dragon Seven's reaction. For example, when the treasure was obtained, the barrage of "murders", "covering criminals", and "alarming to the police" were all clamoring for a while.

Then, the two sides started a barrage battle in the live broadcast room. The normal live broadcast screen was completely covered by offensive barrage, and the live broadcast experience was completely different for a while.

"Here is a key to clear the screen!"

Long Qi, who was not the anchor, immediately cast a summoning spell. Fortunately, the background control is great, and after a second, the world will be quiet.

Long Qi returned to normal and raised his hand and said, "Everyone, I probably know what's going on. Although this matter, I mean, this kind of matter has nothing to do with me, has nothing to do with me, and I don't know... but Now that I have been involved, I still feel it is necessary to bring a lot of innocent netizens like me who are'suppressed' to understand the general situation.

"It just so happened that Mr. Ink came to me, he should have sent a new mission...I said, are you going to set off to the wilderness now to avoid the Internet public opinion frenzy?"

The ink just turned his head.

Long Qi thought that there was a barrier to communication due to a layer of glass. He reached out and knocked on the windshield, and he saw the ink continue to tilt his head. Only then did he wake up and follow the direction of the crow's thick beak, turning his head to look at his passenger seat.

It was originally intended to be used to carry the beauty of the seat, but at some point, an earplug-like object fell.

"It shouldn't be, this state is basically confessed to the wilderness..."

Long Qi usually complained to himself and lost his sensitive ear-eye perception. He reached out his hand to pick up the small object and held it in front of his eyes, allowing more audiences to see it clearly.

In fact, Long Qi himself does not need eyes. The special spiritual wave information radiated from his skin interacts with the sensor system on his body the first time his skin comes into contact with this object, allowing him to understand what it is:

"It turns out to be six ears!

"I have so much face?

"Flatted, flattered!"

Having said that, Long Qi still put this "earplug" into his ear hole without hesitation.

The audience who was collectively banned for five minutes in the live broadcast room was really baffled, feeling the style of painting changed, like watching an urban spy movie...comedy version.

Long Qi, no matter what others think, as a member of the Quantum Company faction, it is really rare to be able to own a Xiacheng Lingbo network terminal device.

With strong curiosity, he earnestly experienced the details of the new equipment, but after a try, he was inevitably disappointed:

"The permissions are limited, isn't it a bit stingy? Okay, understand! But no one added me as a friend? Just a mission channel. The smell of crossing the river and breaking the bridge is too obvious!"

He doesn't actually need to talk to himself, but this can better protect the "viewing experience" of the audience in the live broadcast room-as for whether the information will be leaked, the Xiacheng branch is not worried, what is he afraid of!

"Okay, the task receiver is installed. I have now got the official task for tonight. The name of the task is'Natural Material Protective Gear Making, Testing and Coordinating', what is this!

"Ah, I mean, unsurprisingly, this thing tonight has nothing to do with wilderness exploration. At best, it is a pre-work. It shouldn't be a feature film, but an OVA?

"But I want to say, everyone is content.

"Like Boss Luo, well, people who focus on research, and Miss Ruiwen's kind of wood, can take care of everyone's feelings, and respond in a timely manner to the Internet hotspots that everyone suffers today. They are really sincere-well, All of the above are made up by my brain.

"In short, the audience who want to see us go to the wilderness today will definitely be disappointed. The next place I will go is the eastern coastline of Xiacheng, where I can have a beach walk with Miss Ruiwen... It seems Not bad."

That is to say, the people in the current live broadcast room are difficult to determine, and they are banned, otherwise, with the mouth of Dragon Qi, they are destined to be sprayed to death by Ruiwen's only fans.

"If you have any questions, hold it back and wait until you see the master before it bursts out. Now we are starting... Mr. Ink, the photographer, will you not come in the car?"

Long Qiyi solemnly suggested to Ink: "If you don't take pictures of me up close, how can I interact with the cute and poor netizens?"

Ink ignored him at all, spread his wings straight, flew into the air, and headed east of the city first.

Long Qi first yelled "Hey" twice, but then received the system prompt: "Oh oh oh, that's it, with Liu Er, you have a part of the live broadcast permission, and it fits well with ZM. Thoughtful, Handsome!"

It took him a minute to borrow the on-board camera, set himself a suitable live viewing angle, and nodded in satisfaction:

"Sit down, everyone, now the anchorman, Mr. Long Qi, is going to take you on the coastline journey. Let your enthusiasm be released, let it turn into a stamping tail flame, maybe you can hold it all the way, and rush to the Jicheng across the sea. go!"

Amid the inconspicuous announcement of the Dragon Qi, the sports car roared and merged into the denser traffic flow in the city.