Chapter 39 The koi of white and cyan are vividly at the bottom of the bowl
Lin Feng's words made Zhou Shuyi's mouth twitch slightly.
After all, in front of such a large audience, this guy is actually proud to say that he is not upright and likes to watch Heisi!
It’s really…honest enough…
After Zhou Shuyi complained in her mind for two rounds, she gritted her teeth and seemed to have made some decision.
Then, she said: "Brother Fengzi, if you really like to see Hesi, I will show it to you when the time comes."
Lin Feng:?
It’s fashionable for girls these days to rush to show others their sexy hair?
However, this is a good thing...
Although Zhou Shuyi's live broadcast style is very silly, she is even more bold and unrestrained than men sometimes.
But it is undeniable that, having been in a girl group, she has a beautiful skin.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be dubbed the “dumb bride” by everyone.
If Zhou Shuyi insists on showing him HiSi, he will definitely agree reluctantly!
"How can I refuse this..."
But as soon as Lin Feng opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the stupid girl: "Husband, please don't listen to her, Sister Zhou's high silk is not as good-looking as mine! Look at me, look at me! I not only have high silk, but also white silk.
, mesh..."
Lin Feng:??
To be honest, this feeling is a bit strange.
As a single person who has been soloing for 20 years, he was suddenly rushed by two beautiful anchors to show him to Haisi.
Somewhat fantasy...
Of course, he didn't take it particularly seriously.
From the perspective of the sober Lin Feng, these two people were most likely having sex.
Especially the silly little girl...
"Husband, husband, as long as you don't look at Sister Zhou's sexy clothes, I will show you wherever you want~"
Fortunately, Lin Feng has some understanding of Dai Xiaomei’s live broadcast style.
Zhou Shuyi is a sand sculpture.
But Dai Xiaomei is different. Not only does she show off, but she also engages in pornographic activities in the live broadcast room every day...
Lin Feng simply ignored the two of them.
The main task now is to first develop a seven-star proficiency hero to receive rewards.
Soon, the game begins.
Lin Feng didn't say anything, and immediately chose the blind monk.
Blind Monk: Four-star proficiency.
This was also a hero that Lin Feng once liked to play.
Normally, Lin Feng should choose Fox to improve faster.
After all, Fox is his only five-star hero at the moment.
But now when playing human games, the pursuit is to push towers quickly.
However, the fox has poor online recovery ability and lacks mana, so it is not suitable.
Choosing a blind monk with strong recovery ability and relatively strong tower pushing speed may be the best choice.
…
Six minutes later, an entry-level human-machine game ended due to Lin Feng's unremitting efforts.
This made Zhou Shuyi a little puzzled: "Brother Fengzi, why do you keep pushing the tower when you hit the human machine? You shouldn't go around killing people, right?"
"Oh, I just want to win the game." Lin Feng replied casually.
The little girl looked very interested: "It's fun, hubby, please continue!"
Until an hour and a half later...
"I'm not going to play anymore, I'm going to play chicken." Dai Xiaomei gave up the treatment.
At first, she was quite interested.
But as she played, she found that Lin Feng didn't talk much, and was concentrating on playing the human machine, which made her lose interest.
"I just said you are not a lol player." Zhou Shuyi took the opportunity to say something insulting, and at the same time promoted herself, "You have to look at me to fight lol, and I won't frown for twenty-four hours straight."
"I'm not a lol anchor in the first place!" Dai Xiaomei retorted confidently, and reminded her before leaving, "Brother Fengzi, I'll wait for you to start broadcasting. When the time comes, we'll be on the mic, and I'll show you Hi Silk!"
After the little girl stopped talking, Zhou Shuyi immediately cursed: "Bah, it's like I've never seen a man before. It's so embarrassing!"
Lin Feng did not choose to interrupt.
Zhou Shuyi has a very good relationship with the little girl, and it's normal for them to bicker and bicker with each other, but as an outsider, he naturally won't judge others.
Raymond Lam's emotional intelligence is not that low.
At this time, Zhou Shuyi spoke again: "Brother Fengzi, you must not listen to the nonsense of the silly little girl. She usually likes to tease people, so don't be fooled."
Why does this sound so weird...
Lin Feng smiled: "Yeah."
The two of them talked and started the next game.
One round……
Another game...
Another hour passed.
finally……
"Brother Fengzi, I can't stand it anymore..."
Dozens of consecutive rounds of man-machine games almost made Zhou Shuyi vomit.
It’s so easy to kill people in the game...
She can persist for so long only by playing games and interacting with the audience at the same time.
On the other hand, Lin Feng seems to be more serious about playing personal games than playing ranked games.
It was true that Zhou Shuyi couldn’t figure it out.
Soon, she heard Lin Feng's response: "Okay, let's play together next time, bye."
Zhou Shuyi pouted: "Brother Fengzi, how about we play with Lianmai..."
Before she could finish her words, she saw a reminder that she had been removed from the game room.
Zhou Shuyi couldn't help but rolled her eyes.
Stinky man! I really don’t understand the style!
After complaining in her mind, Zhou Shuyi took a look at the live broadcast room.
In the two and a half hours she spent playing sex games with Lin Feng, her live broadcast popularity dropped to two million.
Zhou Shuyi was not surprised either.
She knew very well that the reason why his popularity reached nearly 4 million before was because of Lin Feng.
Almost all the audience in Lin Feng's live broadcast room came here, and when he played Kalista, many people came in.
Nowadays, we are constantly fighting against each other. It is normal for some viewers not to like watching and choose to leave.
However, Zhou Shuyi was always puzzled:
Why does Lin Feng like to play with machines so much??
No one could answer this question except Lin Feng.
At this time, Lin Feng was also a little tired.
After two and a half hours of playing, a total of 21 human-machine games, the blind monk's proficiency was still four stars.
It's so difficult to upgrade from four stars to five stars, so wouldn't it be even more exaggerated later?
Fortunately, he thought the system was very user-friendly before...
Now it seems that this system is a scam!
But now that things have come to this, Lin Feng is not ready to give up halfway.
He wanted to see how many rounds of human-machine games it would take to reach seven-star proficiency!
After making up his mind, Lin Feng started the next round of human-machine play.
……………
Time passed slowly like this.
Outside the window of the dilapidated rental house, the sky gradually darkened, and cicadas chirped under thousands of stars...
And Lin Feng is still playing with the human machine.
Another dawn, another sunrise...
Lin Feng is still playing the game.
Perhaps because he was concentrating on playing games, Lin Feng always felt that time passed quickly.
Drink some water when you are thirsty, and eat a biscuit when you are hungry.
finally……
When the man and the machine won again in an unknown number of rounds——
[Congratulations to the host blind monk for improving his proficiency to the top level and gaining 10,000 black powder points]
When Lin Feng heard the reminder that he was still looking forward to it, he took a long breath.
What a relief!
He glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer: 20:13.
…………
"Holy crap, is there such a strong person?"
At the edg base, the factory director's surprised voice sounded.
"What's wrong?" Abu turned around and asked.
"Abu, do you remember the underworld anchor yesterday? He was so awesome!"
This made Abramovich even more confused: "What happened? Did he beat up a certain professional player again?"
"No, it's even more exaggerated than that! This guy actually played the game for more than thirty hours straight!"
In addition to surprise, the factory director's tone also contained a hint of admiration.