Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 29
Yan Qiao looked at the paper figurine in his hand, "This thing is a kind of art."

She looked at the limp paper figurine in her hand, "Be careful when you travel recently, and try not to come out alone."

She looked at the terrified boy in front of her, thought for a while and dismantled the paper figurine in her hand, and directly used the energy of heaven and earth to draw a talisman, only to see the shining light flashing across the paper figurine in front of her, turning it into a triangular talisman.

Yan Qiao bent down and put the talisman in front of him, "Peace talisman, hold it to prevent you from being harassed by paper figurines."

#Hahahahaha, I never expected to go!
#乔乔: Bring me the paper figurine!

#笑发财了，Using the waste of the other party's things into a safe talisman is worthy of me, Qiao Qiao!

The boy was also confused by this operation, he took the paper figurine in a daze, and stammered his thanks, "Thank you, thank you Qiaoqiao..."

Yan Qiao patted his head, and the figure returned to the live broadcast room.

#卫生 I fell in love with the symbols drawn by Jojo!

#Seeking symbol plus one!

Yan Qiao was a little surprised, "Do you want it too?"

#think!
Looking at the dense desires, Yan Qiao's eyes fell on the app in the live broadcast room, "Then after the broadcast, I'll see if I can send it to you, so we can still use the lottery method?"

#no, I'm fine!Jojo, you trailer!
#Yes, we will buy your trailer.

The elf volunteered, [Host, I can be a customer service! 】

Yan Qiao thought about it for a while, and felt that this was also a good way to make money, so she nodded in agreement.

After talking to fans, she downloaded it, and then grabbed an app with a car and crushed it directly, and countless information flooded in.

"Open personal panel."

[Host: Yan Qiao
Gender: Female
Faith value: 3000
Fan favorite value: 666w
Reward amount: 23w]

"Enough to buy materials," she said, and began to carefully study various software in this world.

"Ding Dong"

When the communication message sounded, Yan Qiao clicked on the background, and saw Luo Yixiu's private message: Boss Yan, add Guangxin as a friend?

After Yan Qiao replied well, she swiped open the Guangxin app, followed the record in the memo book, and sent her own light signal.

The entire Guangxin is empty, except for her personal information and a back profile picture, there is no friend.

The emotion in her eyes as she lightly caressed her head with her fingers was spreading.

The elf was sorting out the matters of opening the store, and was still muttering something.

Yan Qiao passed Luo Yixiu's friend, and a message was quickly sent over there.

Luo who took off: Boss, boss!If you want to open a store, do you consider cooperating with the small store of the Metaphysics Society?You can rest assured that I will give you all-around caring guidance!
The little elf ran over, [The host is so enthusiastic. 】

Yan Qiao scratched its chin, "It's the same as you were back then." Her tone carried a bit of a smile.

The elf fell silent for a moment, and rubbed against Yan Qiao's hand, 【That person is now the host's little treasure~】

S is big, it is obviously a hot summer, but at this time a girl with long hair seems to have fallen into an ice cave. She is wearing a thick cotton jacket, and her lips are blue from the cold.

The friend at the side asked in a low voice, "Jiaojiao, are you alright?"

The girl turned her head to reveal a slightly pale face, her lips trembled, "No, it's all right."

"Jiaojiao, are you sick?" The voice in my ear gradually became illusory.

She looked a little dazed for a moment, and countless double images appeared in front of her eyes, "It's cold, it's so cold..." She wrapped her clothes tightly, ignored her friend's inquiries and left the classroom bent over.

"Hee hee hee" A small paper figurine was pasted on the back of her neck, with an evil smile on its curved mouth.

"Jiaojiao!" She stepped on the air and rolled down the stairs, and her friends called anxiously behind her.

Taking advantage of the crowd, the paper figurine quietly squeezed into the crowd, found a new partner in a short while, and took the opportunity to stick it on the back of his neck.

"Hiss," a teenager in the crowd touched his arm subconsciously, "Why is it a bit cold?"

A friend around him slapped him, "You told me it was cold in summer, I think you are confused."

The strangeness was only for a moment, and the boy immediately started fighting with his friends.

The paper figurine showed an evil smile again, and the "hee hee hee" laughter disappeared into the void.

In the evening, the boy turned over and felt that someone was holding his fingers in a daze, and subconsciously waved his hand and muttered something about mosquitoes.

A small bite mark appeared on his index finger, a smear of bright red blood flowed out and was absorbed by the floating paper man, and then those mung bean-like eyes became brighter and brighter.

The satiated paper man sat next to the body and fell asleep contentedly.

And the sleeping boy curled up and subconsciously called out coldly.

The next day, regardless of the surprised eyes of his roommates, he fished out a coat and put it on.

"No, what's the matter with you, Old Wu!"

Old Wu shook his head, "I don't know, I just feel cold, hiss."

"You're cold in summer?" The roommate on the upper bunk quickly came down and touched his forehead, "You must have been soaking in ice water for three years!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Another roommate also stretched out his hand and touched it, "Oh, I'll go, old Wu, you went to jump into the lake overnight."

"Hee hee hee." The paper man behind him rolled his eyeballs and immediately had an idea.

"No, Old Wu, why are you going!" Seeing that he turned around and was about to go out, the roommate quickly hugged him, "Brother, when you go out like this, others will treat us as crazy!"

"Lake," he spit out two words.

"Pot? Old Yu, get him a pot!" After the roommate finished speaking to prevent him from really running out, the roommate still hugged him tightly.

He turned his head and stared straight at the person who was holding him, the gloomy eyes were a little scary.

"Old, what are you doing, Old Wu?" The roommate was taken aback by his sudden movement, and subconsciously swallowed when he saw his pale face and empty eyes.

"Old Zhang, the lake!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the pot in Lao Yu's hand was thrown to the ground.

"It's not Lao Wu, you're sick!" Seeing that the kettle was broken, Old Yu got so angry that he slapped him on the head.

Unexpectedly, Old Wu turned his head and stared at him for a while, then fainted on the ground with a "boom".

Just at this time, the door opened, and another roommate screamed, "Ah! Lao Yu, Lao Zhang, you two murdered!"

"Call, call!" The two didn't care about him at all, and quickly dialed 120.

"Old Zhang, you want to testify for me! I just patted him!" Lao Yu's face turned pale with fright. It was because of his roommates' usual fights. Who knew that he knocked him out this time.

The two waited in front of Old Wu at a loss, not noticing that there was something wrong with the look of the roommate who just came in.

Then I saw him go straight to the bed and lie down, still muttering, "Lake... lake..."

(End of this chapter)