There was a light tapping of knuckles on the door. Shen Qinghe looked at the door warily: "Who is it?"
"My godmother asked me to bring you fruit."
"Wait."
Shen Qinghe walked to the door in a few steps, opened a small crack, reached for the fruit plate, and politely invited: "Want to come in and visit?"
"Can."
Shen Qinghe was stunned by the straightforward answer. This answer was different from what she thought!
Her face was full of astonishment and her eyes widened slightly.
Her expression became unbearable, and she didn't tidy up anything in the room. She thought carefully and said, "Let's just say, is there a possibility? I'm just being polite."
Jiang Yao tilted his head, crossed his arms, leaned his shoulders against the edge of the door frame, and said in a soft voice, "Is there a possibility?"
After a pause, seeing a glimmer of expectation rising in her eyes and a nice arch in her eyebrows, he said in a rogue and leisurely manner: "I don't understand polite words?"
Shen Qinghe stuffed the fruit back into his arms as if resigned to his fate, and said bravely: "Then you wait a little longer."
After saying that, the door was closed.
The corridor was dark, with only a ray of light coming from the crack of the door.
Jiang Yao lowered his eyes and stared at the fruit plate in his arms, laughing dumbly.
After closing the door, Shen Qinghe hurriedly covered the live broadcast equipment and voice changer with a dust-proof cloth, and stuffed the scattered clothes into the cabinet.
After adjusting her appearance, she tucked her hair behind her ears and opened the door: "Come in."
Jiang Yao entered her room again after more than two years. The decoration style was similar to that of her previous home, with blue and white as the main tone, warm and clean.
"Isn't it similar to City A's family?"
When Shen Qinghe transferred to city B and moved his family into city A, Wei Shu was afraid that she wouldn't be used to it, so she decorated it according to her previous home.
Jiang Yao's eyes fell on the photo on the bedside table, his eyes darkened a bit, and he said "hmm" in a neutral tone.
Following his line of sight, there was a private photo of Shen Qinghe wearing a suspender belt.
While he was turning around, Shen Qing and Xiao Bu moved to the bedside table and put the photos on them.
There was a sudden vibrating sound under the dustproof cloth, and at the same time Jiang Yao's cell phone sounded a WeChat notification tone.
Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows and stared at the dust-proof cloth dimly, his eyes full of inquiry.
Out of politeness, he didn't read it.
Shen Qinghe slapped her forehead in frustration. She forgot to turn off the silent vibrator.
Pushing Jiang Yao's back, he saw off the guest in a friendly manner: "If someone is looking for you, go and get busy!"
As if he expected this reaction from her, Jiang Yao let her push him, put the fruit plate on the dressing table next to her door, and said in a leisurely tone, "Remember to eat fruit."
After sending away this 'god of plague', Shen Qinghe lifted up the dustproof cloth and turned on his mobile phone. He was still tirelessly typing "Where are the people?".
Shen Qinghe held the fruit plate, sat back at the table, slid the mouse to the microphone, and found that the microphone was on.
Didn't she turn off the microphone?
Barrage scrolling.
Security guard: Wow, this boy is so sweet, he sounds like a young lady.
Can Bao Ai Wang Zai: He must be her brother! His voice is so similar!
Shen Qinghe was too embarrassed to tell them that the voices coming from the same voice changer must be similar!
Hezhou: Sister, are you missing younger siblings?
Highland security guard: Upstairs, my brother’s voice sounds like he’s underage!
He Zhou: I can afford to wait!
Shili Rouwen: This is too much punishment!
Shen Qinghe cleared his throat, estimated the boy's age before his voice changed, and said nonsense: "My brother is only 12 years old."
She can't reveal too much real information.
Bowed down to log in to the King and accepted the invitation from Bearing.
As soon as he entered the room, Bearing started chattering: "You two are so bullying, and all the flowers on the ground have withered."
"Can you open it?" He said lazily and lowly.
Shen Qinghe froze, the voice sounded so familiar!
When she tried to listen carefully again, Yinhe had already turned off the microphone.
"Ono? Ono?"
"It's time to choose a hero, Ono."
Shen Qinghe didn't know how long she had been in a daze, nor how long Bearing had called her. When she came to her senses, the system had automatically selected Cai Wenji for her.
The barrage scrolls and refreshes like crazy.
Hezhou: The voice of Galaxy is different from usual!
Shanchuanhezhou: Yinhe and Xiangzhi used to share the same wheat! They actually separated today!
Shen Qinghe suddenly realized that maybe they had shared a voice changer before, but now that they were separated, the voice changers were different, resulting in different voices.
Most anchors use voice changers.
Maybe it sounds familiar because I heard it from other anchors before!
After figuring it out, she concentrated on playing the game. After clearing the line with the mage, she found that the mage on the opposite side was running up the road. She gave a signal to the top road and slowly turned to the bottom road to help Yinhe.
I didn't take a closer look before, but the phrase "Learned from Song Ci and Yinhe" made Shen Qinghe pay special attention to his playing style.
There are indeed some similarities.
When Galaxy and the opposing shooter were fighting, the opposing mage suddenly emerged from the grass and took control of Galaxy.
Shen Qinghe quickly pressed the button with quick eyes and took a mouthful of milk to prevent him from being killed.
Several times in a row, I almost took down the opposing shooter, but the opposing mage always came out halfway and caught them off guard.
Shen Qinghe’s Cai Wenji’s health recovery skill also requires a CD, so the Galaxy cannot be saved every time.
My mage seems to be laying tiles in the middle, neither coming to support nor sending a signal to remind them.
Shen Qinghe suppressed his anger, but suggested in a good voice: "Master, remember to give the signal~"
Love has no voice: it is a waste that only plays soft games.
Love has no voice: Can you play a mage? Pointing at me, rubbish.
Shen Qinghe has always believed that I will not offend others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will fight to death.
The tone was no longer polite: "There is a pig in the middle of the road. Everyone knows to grunt when they see it, but you are silent and don't send the signal, leaving it to yourself to sacrifice to the sky before sending it?"
The mage was not someone she could tolerate, so Kai Mai scolded her.
Bearing couldn't stand it anymore, so he helped Shen Qinghe fight with him.
"Don't get involved. It's not good to bully the minority. I can do it alone."
I scolded him for a long time, but he didn't scold me, so he turned off the microphone.
Still unconvinced and angry.
Love has no voice: Internet Princess.
Yinhe, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up: "What a maid's destiny! Call everyone you see princess."
Hit with one hit.
The Master no longer curses or misses words.
Not to mention that the lawyer was speechless because of the insults, even Shen Qinghe, who was quick to react and insult others, could not find anything to refute him.
It must be said that his poisonous tongue skills are not comparable to ordinary people.
In the second game, Shen Qinghe took Sun Shangxiang, Yinhe chose the jungler, and Bearing consciously chose an auxiliary to protect her.
Shen Qinghe practiced heroes with them in private for several days, so she dared to show her full strength in the live broadcast.
Coupled with the dedicated protection of the bearing, Shen Qinghe easily pulled out the first and second towers on the opposite side.
Record 6/0/3.
Shen Qinghe was so proud that he said, "Master, give me a red buff!"