The hall was so busy, everyone was posting comments, and they didn’t even notice who was online.
Song Qianqian sent: "The single pool will be closed in one minute and the game will begin."
There are a lot of orders lying in the single pool, and they are basically hidden bugs in the program. It would take most people half a day to check them, let alone modify them within two minutes.
After a minute, the screen prompts "Game starts"
Two minutes later, the screen displayed [God’s Little Heart Q]. Submit an order!
Two and a half minutes, another one!
The lobby outside the competition venue was a bit loud, "One message every half minute? My special code can't pick my nose as fast as this, who are you trying to fool?"
In fifteen minutes, [God’s Little Heart Q] submitted eighteen orders!
It was already over the limit, but she didn't stop. After working for twenty minutes, she submitted a total of twenty-seven orders!
The barrage rolling down the hall was like falling dandruff.
Song Qianqian only saw a few interesting ones.
[Haicheng's most handsome man]: "I bet that if she can get half of it right, I'll eat shit on the live broadcast!"
[Cold Foot Skin]: "My hand speed is not as fast as hers. If she can fight one, I will call her daddy!"
She smiled.
Then the whole network is waiting.
After about ten minutes, each order boss came out to reply.
"My order is fine."
"Neither does mine."
"1"
...There are twenty-seven items in total, and all bugs have been fixed.
At this time, it was as if the pause button had been pressed in the hall, and no words were spoken.
Then the guy who said he was eating shit during the live broadcast posted a series of emoticons that flooded the screen, and then someone reversed his style.
[Haicheng’s number one handsome man]: “Holy shit, is this a great god?”
[Haicheng's number one handsome man]: "The reincarnation of gods, absolutely!"
[Cold foot skin]: "Don't bully the newcomers!"
Song Qianqian smiled and tapped her fingers.
[God’s Little Heart Q]: “When will it be broadcast live?”
[God's little sweetheart q]: "Just call me aunt or ancestor. You don't have to call me father. I can't give birth to such a great son."
There were a bunch of echoes on the screen.
[Charge One Second Man]: "Ah hahahaha, the number one handsome man eats shit live? We are waiting!"
[I'm good at taking advantage of every opportunity]: "Do you want to do it now? Do you want to help?"
[Shanggen Daqi]: "Do you want to add seasonings? Spicy flavor? Cumin flavor?"
[The number one handsome guy who is a little sweetheart]: "You guys are such dogs. Why didn't you see our little sweethearts protecting you when you started making noise?"
[Be careful with the skin of your feet]: "Brother, hold your claws!"
The two of them were found to have changed their IDs together, and were ridiculed again.
However, among the people who ridicule, there are many people with IDs starting with "careful".
This can be regarded as an apology from everyone for mocking her just now, she understands.
Song Qianqian felt numb when looking at IDs like [little booger], [little wavy cover], and [little armpit].
But I feel inexplicably passionate.
At the beginning, her [God's Light] triggered the id [God's **] craze.
Now, her [God’s Little Lover q] has triggered the [Little Lover’s **] craze, making her feel that the world is still so friendly.
Even though she died suddenly once, even if she failed in her practice, she didn't feel depressed at all.
Emperor Xuan limited her to practice eighty years in the mortal world. So what if she died at the age of forty, and her soul had been lying there for thirty years? There were still ten years left, what should she be afraid of?
Song Qianqian looked at the various flatteries on the screen in the hall and only responded: "Thank you for your love."
Then he left a message: "If you have any orders, just drop them in my inbox. I'm short of money."
Just got off.
She is indeed short of money, and it is difficult to move forward without money.
Although she was the richest woman when she died suddenly in her previous life, at that time she thought she could end her spiritual practice early and started donating assets one after another. She wrote a suicide note for her donation plans for the next ten years.
For other assets, it is difficult to liquidate them in a short time, and the procedures for withdrawing funds from deposits are complicated, so it is not as fast as receiving orders.
That night, she made orders until three o'clock in the morning. They were all small orders, but she should have received over one million yuan in her account.
When she woke up the next day, Xianxian was lying on her chest eagerly.
"What's wrong?" She nodded the fairy's round little head.
The immortal frowned, "Master Yin is too tired and his heart aches!"
She smiled fondly, "When did you come back?"
Song Qianqian sent Dr. Song Shu into the clinic. Naturally, he had to make the clinic famous, which required a lot of special herbs.
The purchase of medicinal herbs in Haicheng is monopolized by the Gu family. What's more, what she needs is not available to ordinary medicinal farmers. The best way is to ask the immortals to steal a few plants from the Xuan Realm and cultivate them.
Speaking of this, Xianxian scolded the two little claws, "Xianxian is not doing things well..."
I didn't steal the medicinal herbs, and I almost got caught and locked up.
Song Qianqian didn't blame her, "It's okay, I'll find a way!"
Then he pointed to the bamboo umbrella by the wall and said, "Go to sleep."
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After dinner, Song Qianqian followed Earl Song out.
Earl Song kept urging him on the way, "Just tell me you are a boy when you get there. You must talk less and don't touch things. We can't afford to pay for them because they are too expensive..."
"Yeah." She cooperated.
Standing at the door of the club, Song Qianqian looked at Count Song unexpectedly, "Have you been here these past few days?"
The name of the club is just "Zun", and it is called an "entertainment empire" in Haicheng.
Song Qianqian didn't expect it to be here.
Earl Song took her all the way inside, and finally arrived at the shooting range.
"Here?" Zhan Liunian saw Count Song, raised his lips slightly, then looked at the person next to him, "Who is this?"
Although Earl Song was usually honest and honest, he was also neither humble nor arrogant. He said: "Boss Zhan, this is my younger brother. I want to come with me to see him and gain experience. I guarantee that he will not cause trouble."
Zhan Liunian raised his eyebrows and asked people to serve him delicious food and drink, and then asked Earl Song to practice on the target.
Song Qianqian sat for a long time.
She didn't see who the boss wanted her eldest brother to compete with. She only saw that he was simply asking him to keep in touch with each other for target shooting.
It can be seen that things are different from what the elder brother said.
He comes here to practice every day, and this boss gives him a bounty every day?
Nothing in the world is so good.
It can only mean that the eldest brother practices target shooting every day for the boss, so why does the boss ask the eldest brother to practice this?
"Why do you want him to practice this?" Song Qianqian looked at Zhan Liunian sitting next to him and asked directly.
Zhan Liunian focused on Earl Song's practice and obviously didn't want to talk to him, "You eat what you have. Don't ask questions about adults."
Song Qianqian was thoughtful.
Let your eldest brother practice target practice and then assassinate someone?
With the eldest brother's sincerity, he can believe no matter how others deceive him, as long as he has money, so he is really the best tool and scapegoat.
Song Qianqian stood up directly and said, "Starting today, my eldest brother won't be here. We'll leave now."
Zhan Liunian then glanced at her with his eyes and smiled evilly, "Where are you going?"
Sure enough, the two men Zhan Liunian surrounded her on the left and right.
Zhan Liunian nodded his chin and motioned for her to sit down, "Be honest, I have no patience for disobedient people."