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210. A day worthy of being recorded in the history of live broadcasting(2/2)

Liu Xin'an is still studying the gameplay of the game seriously, because the game he played today is XCOM 2, which is more strategic and has a higher difficulty level. Liu Xin'an has read this level countless times, but every time

He was very dissatisfied with every process.

"Above Heaven"

Loading files, this is a point that strategy games can never avoid.

This kind of gameplay is acceptable to him, but for water friends, it is more torturous.

While the water friends were suffering, sharp-eyed water friends suddenly saw the closed door behind Liu Xin'an slowly opening.

Immediately afterwards, a petite figure wearing a small TV hood and a bulky sweater walked in from the door unknowingly.

To be honest, the water friends did not find this scene very scary. On the contrary, they thought it was very funny.

But Liu Xin'an, who was concentrating on the game, did not look at the barrage. Instead, he frowned and seriously thought about the next move.

Until he felt his back being lightly patted by a small hand.

Liu Xin'an turned his head subconsciously, but after seeing this familiar little TV hood, he screamed in horror.

Old friends who know Liu Xin'an all know that Liu Xin'an will never play horror games, because he is most afraid of things that startle him.

To a certain extent, he is the same as Bae Joo Hyun.

It's just that his tolerance may be better.

But this completely unexpected little TV head really scared Liu Xin'an. Anyone who suddenly sees an expressionless little TV looking at him will probably be shocked.

"Fuck!"

After a classic national curse, Liu Xin'an stood up hurriedly, took a few steps back and shrank into the corner, looking shocked.

And this scene was completely recorded diligently by the camera on the table.

The barrage was completely occupied by the full screen of "Hahahahaha", but Liu Xin'an didn't have time to watch the barrage at the moment.

After calming down his emotions a little, Liu Xin'an naturally recognized the true identity of this "little TV head".

Who else could enter his home without anyone noticing? Besides, this petite body also exposed the other person's true identity.

"Hey..." Because he couldn't call the other party's name, Liu Xin'an finally just showed a speechless expression and shouted to Bae Zhuhyun angrily.

Pei Zhuxuan did not say a word, but took out a notebook from his arms, with a few words written on it.

[It’s eight o’clock]

He read it while looking at it.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! [Not yet resting]

[Do you want to die?]

Reading the last line made Liu Xin'an break into a cold sweat. He coughed and glanced at the camera.

What made him collapse was that the words Bae Zhuhyun showed him were actually captured by the camera at this angle.

In other words, don’t look at the barrage now full of question marks, because he just read it in Korean.

But it is estimated that a translation team will come online soon to translate the few sentences just now.

Liu Xin'an took a deep breath, smiled sheepishly at Pei Zhuxuan, walked to the table, and pointed at the camera.

But Pei Zhuxuan had no intention of retreating. Instead, she just stood behind him with her arms crossed.

He seemed to be able to feel his girlfriend's piercing gaze.

Okay, there's nothing we can do about this.

"Ahem." He coughed, trying to regain his dignity.

But the words coming out of his mouth somewhat damaged his majestic image.

"Well, it's a little trivial. I'll stop here today. I'll see you all at noon tomorrow. Bye!"

After saying that, he downloaded the broadcast at the speed of light, ignoring the discussion that filled the screen.

No need to read, most of them must be about what happened just now.

After Liu Xin'an confirmed that the camera, sound, and game sources were all turned off, he turned around and showed an awkward smile to Pei Zhuhyun.

"Joohyun... you can take off your hood."

Pei Zhuxuan raised her hand and took off her hood, revealing her delicate face.

But her delicate face didn't have the usual smile. She raised her eyebrows slightly and sneered.

"How long has it been broadcast today?"

"Just... less than 9 hours."

"That's it?!"

What greeted him was Bae Zhuhyun's pink fist attack.

This bastard Liu Xin'an really dares to answer honestly!
Chapter completed!
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