Her hands shook and the cell phone she was holding fell onto the bed with a clatter.
After pausing for about ten seconds, she slowly stretched out her paw to grab the phone.
To see if she was dazzled, she posted a barrage.
[Management] Xiaojing Jiang:?
At the same time, some little detectives in the live broadcast room who were always paying attention to the various developments of the event discovered that there was an additional manager.
[Did Kuang Zai set up a management function when he clicked the mouse just now? 】
【Is the setting wrong?】
[Is this the first manager in the history of Kuang Zai’s live broadcast room? 】
【Why do I think Kuang Zai’s hand slipped? 】
Lin Jing looked at the dense barrage and the management in front of his name. He was silent for two seconds and then sent another barrage in disbelief.
[Management] Xiaojing Jiang:??
She verified it twice in a row and was finally sure that she was not dreaming. She had the same idea as those in the barrage, and subconsciously wanted to click into WeChat with her finger to ask whether the slider had been managed incorrectly.
After a grand team battle, I stood under the tower in the middle, taking advantage of the moment when the hero returned to the city to replenish his health. He raised his head and glanced at the barrage: "No slippery hands."
Hearing the sudden voice from the phone, Lin Jing stopped moving, raised his eyelids and looked at the screen.
Sheng Sheng lowered his head, his shredded hair covered his eyes, and only his tall nose was exposed. He controlled the hero in the game, and his tone was casual: "Thank you for your hard work, Kyo-chan."
Lin Jing: "!!"
【?????】
[Who is Xiaojing-chan? Why does this name sound familiar to you? It seems like you have heard it somewhere?]
[We sound familiar, we feel like we know each other. Are you a big fan? 】
[gdt is awesome! Congratulations to gdt! Gdt is invincible without miracle!]
[You’re not a big fan, there’s no such name in the top 50 on the fan reward list?]
[Oh, I remembered that when Kuang Zai was live broadcasting a few days ago, he welcomed a fan, Xiao Jingjiang. 】
[What the hell? What is their relationship? They are both welcoming and managing. This is too doting. I am so envious.]
[Who is Kokyo-chan? Who is Kokyō-chan? Who is Kokyō-chan?]
Yang Sinian's fans are still scolding Shengjing, but the style of Shengjing's fans has changed, and all their attention is on Xiao Jingjiang.
After the grand occasion of dismantling the enemy crystal, he raised his head and glanced at the computer screen. While moving his fingers and returning to the room to start the next round, he said lazily: "Who is Kyo-chan... She is our little manager."
During this grand interaction, the barrage scrolled even more crazily.
【Is it male or female?】
[Do you know each other in real life? 】
The next game started with great excitement.
Lin Jing thought he wouldn't interact with the barrage, but after choosing a hero, he flexed his knuckles, raised his head and stared at the barrage for a while: "A little girl."
【Oh, they turned out to be sisters.】
[I was so excited, I thought Kuang Zai was going to get married.]
[Okay, okay, the gossip is over, here comes Team Pimple Soup and Yang Sinian, who hasn’t been weaned yet and can’t learn to walk independently.]
The barrage style has returned to the previous tearful style.
The game started. When Sheng Cheng looked away from the computer screen, he scanned the word "sisters". He clicked his tongue silently and controlled the hero to jump out of the crystal. When he jumped into the wild area, he lowered his eyelids and suddenly smiled.
He said: "What a little sister."
His sudden words triggered a row of question marks on the barrage.
Lin Jing was stunned for a moment. When he realized that he was talking about himself, his hand shook, and all the comments in the live broadcast room disappeared.
After two seconds, she realized that she had accidentally pressed the mute button.
After another two seconds, Lin Jing thought that as a manager, he could still send out barrages, so he pretended to be calm and typed a few words.
[Management] Xiaojing-chan: Sorry, I'll kick the next person first.
[Anchor]miracle:Okay.
Lin Jing: "......!!"
In the entire live broadcast room, they were the only two people who could post barrages at this time.
It is clear that you can speak in such a grand situation, but you have to type a word in a superfluous manner.
Lin Jing stared at the conversation between the two people and almost unblocked everyone with trembling hands.
She closed her eyes, reluctantly stabilized her mentality, scrolled through the chat history, and banned the group of people who scolded Shengcheng one by one.
…
The show started airing at 10:10 and ended at 11:50.
Lin Jing put down his phone and was about to take a bath. He remembered that he hadn't put dog food and changed the water for Samoyed yet, so he picked up his phone again and went downstairs.
When she was changing the water for Samoyed, she went downstairs in a grand manner. He glanced at the girl squatting in front of the cage, said nothing, and went directly into the restaurant, opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of mineral water from it, unscrewed the cap and drank it.
Walking out.
"What's your name?" Lin Jing thought of Aunt Qin Yao calling this Samoyed dog every day, "Should I just call him dog?"
The grand occasion stopped: "Little bitter gourd."
Lin Jing turned around, "Huh?"
Sheng Cheng slowly screwed on the lid and raised his chin towards the Samoyed who kept wagging his tail at him in the cage: "It's a little bitter melon."
Lin Jing said oh, stood up and said good night to the little bitter gourd: "Good night, little bitter gourd."
grand occasion:"……"
After two seconds of silence, Shengcheng took the lead and walked to the elevator.
Entering the elevator, Sheng Kuang pressed the buttons for the 2nd floor and the 3rd floor respectively. As the elevator went up, he glanced at Lin Jing, as if thinking of something, "Wait a minute."
Lin Jing turned around: "What?"
When the elevator reached the second floor, the elevator door opened. Sheng Kuang raised his hand to block the door: "Don't go up yet, wait for me."
"Oh." Lin Jing took a step forward and blocked the elevator door.
Sheng Cheng took back his hand and entered the bedroom.
Not two minutes later, he came out of the bedroom, holding a small rectangular thin paper box in his hand.
He walked up to her and handed the carton to her grandly.
Lin Jing recognized it at a glance as a mobile phone case, and it was also a Shengjian signature edition peripheral, the kind of limited edition peripheral that is not available for takeout.
She was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and asked, "For me?"
"Well," Sheng Kuang saw that she didn't answer: "Don't you like it?"
Lin Jinglian shook his head and took the phone case: "No."
Shengcheng said "hmm" again and said no more.
"I'm going up." Lin Jing pointed to the top and withdrew his hand blocking the elevator.
Shengcheng stood outside the elevator and did not leave.
The elevator door slowed down for two seconds before closing.
Lin Jing lowered his head and looked at the phone case. While the elevator door was still open, he said "Hey" to the outside: "Is this a management benefit?"
Sheng Cheng was silent for a moment, turned around and left.