Raised after a boy's scumbag

Chapter 342
Liu Tong felt emotional for more than ten minutes, knowing that since he was possessed by the system, he didn't have much choice.

Think about those system texts, every task is almost a do-or-die persecution, and my queen system is at least moderate.

Although the final result is still as brutal as death, Liu Tong can feel the kindness of the system, which is a kind of kindness that stimulates his potential.

"Fucking kindness!" Liu Tong smacked his forehead. It's useless to think wildly, so let's calm down and carry out the task.

Obviously, according to the urgency of the mission, the daily mission is the most urgent, and according to the intensity of the punishment, if the final mission is not counted, the punishment of the monthly mission is undoubtedly the most terrible.

What does it mean to return to zero?It was the spirit of freedom that he had worked so hard to accumulate, as well as the skills that had become five stars, all of which were erased.

Although this is not directly deleting the number, it is almost as cruel as equipment being stolen.

To make an easier-to-understand analogy, after washing the points, it is found that the points cannot be added. After the upgrade fails, the upgrade starts again.

This reminded Liu Tong of the death mode games he had played. As long as one mission failed and died, he would have to start over at level 0.

Think about how broken Liu Tong will be when the spirit reaches 99 and suddenly a spirit returns to zero.

"I just want to postpone this task a bit, so the system will do it for me?" Liu Tong seems to understand that he really doesn't care much about the painting task these days, after all, this task is a bit troublesome for him. A four-star painting is very simple, but it is simply a fantasy to sell for [-] million US dollars.

"Damn, this month is still 28 days, only 20 days." Liu Tong was troubled in his heart. Compared with the urgency of the daily tasks, the punishment of this month's tasks was even more unacceptable to Liu Tong.

On the contrary, Liu Tong wasn't too worried about that weekly task. He had already written [-] words in the manuscript for the sequel to "A Fair Lady", and he could complete the task as long as he uploaded it.

Liu Tong first practiced painting in the morning, and by three o'clock in the afternoon, his painting level had reached a four-star advanced level.

A little tired, Liu Tong planned to complete today's daily tasks.

The description of the task is very weird, "Pretend to be Xiaoyi and live broadcast, more than a thousand people watched and liked it."

Originally, his female body was in Xiaoyi's state, why did he pretend to be?
That has only one meaning, to make the audience mistakenly think that she is pretending. Obviously, it is easier to succeed in doing so in a male body.

If it's a live broadcast of a female body, then you have to dress up like Xiaoyi first, and then pretend to be fake.

"What the hell mission..." Liu Tong complained again, and then put on makeup for himself.

Because there was no skin-changing clay, Liu Tong had to find materials by himself. At 04:30 in the afternoon, Liu Tong used the four-star elementary disguise technique to make himself into Xiaoyi's appearance.

"It looks pretty good, maybe it can be faked." Liu Tong nodded, found a quite popular Douyu live broadcast platform on the Internet, registered an account, and entered false identity information.

However, it is a pity that this Douyu live broadcast platform has a very strict review process, requiring the video to be recorded first, and there are three review days before the live broadcast can be carried out.

This forced Liu Tong to give up the idea of ​​live broadcasting here, and found the Xianyu platform again. Although this platform is not strictly supervised, Liu Tong also had no way to pass the review immediately.

In desperation, Liu Tong had no choice but to activate Xiaoyi's account and start the live broadcast.

The time was exactly 15:1 p.m., Xiaoyi's live broadcast started less than a minute ago, and the room with 1000 people was immediately full.

This speed can be said to be extremely terrifying, and Liu Tong did not expect that Xiaoyi has been away from the Xianyu live broadcast platform for a long time, and she can still have such a strong appeal.

"Xiaoyi! Xiaoyi! My goddess!"

"Great, fortunately I didn't uninstall this platform, Xiaoyi is finally here!"

"Xiaoyi hasn't forgotten us, she's here to broadcast live!"

"It's not in vain for me to wait for several months. I'm really worth it to be able to squeeze in."

Liu Tong smiled wryly. Before turning on the screen, these people began to cheer wildly. Aren't they worried? A wretched man with a bitter face suddenly appeared and told them that Xiaoyi's account had been stolen.

"This task is easy to complete, and I hope you don't have to wear it out." Liu Tong looked at his outfit again, and felt that it was okay without any flaws, so he turned on the screen and said in Xiaoyi's voice: "Hi everyone, I'm here today Live broadcast, I want to tell you a good news..."

At this moment, Qiu Jie was staring at the screen of his mobile phone, sitting on the side of the road with his bicycle lying on the side of the road a few meters away, completely ignoring the curious eyes of passers-by.

When his mobile phone vibrated to remind him, he logged into the Xianyu live broadcast platform for the first time, and then managed to squeeze into this room.

Secretly glad that when I was lucky, I saw Xiaoyi's familiar face and that moving voice.

However, Qiu Jie felt that today's Xiaoyi was a little bit different. He didn't know whether it was an illusion or because of the quality of the video. He felt that Xiaoyi was not so perfect.

"Impossible, it's impossible for my Xiaoyi to be imperfect!" Qiu Jie tried his best to eliminate distracting thoughts, staring at Xiaoyi on the screen, following Xiaoyi's "Distant World", and then announced that a new movie was about to be released. After the message, it went offline.

But Qiu Jie frowned, the singing just now was undoubtedly Xiao Yi's, it was perfect, but the person in the video gave Qiu Jie a strange feeling.

"Could this be Xiaoyi's substitute?" Qiu Jie quit the live broadcast platform suspiciously. Ever since he met Xiaoyi in that dream, Qiu Jie could instinctively tell which one was Xiaoyi and which one was not.

When many people pretending to be Xiaoyi appear on the stage, no matter how similar their costumes are, he can tell at a glance that they are not Xiaoyi at all.

But this Xiaoyi gave him a half-real feeling, feeling like the real Xiaoyi, but still had the illusion of being imperfect and not like Xiaoyi.

"Perhaps Xiaoyi's condition is not good today..." Qiu Jie comforted himself. After all, Xiaoyi's live broadcast account should not be wrong, and the voice would not be fake.

Just as Qiu Jie was suspicious, Liu Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the system reminded that the daily task was completed.

"Congratulations to the host, I got a nunchaku." Liu Tong looked at the extra nunchaku in his dimensional space, and it was clearly the one that was obtained by lottery and then taken back.

"Damn it, this Guisun system, recycle the things and give me a reward." Liu Tong couldn't help yelling, and waved the nunchaku in his hand for a long time before putting it away angrily.

After returning home, Liu Tong also lost interest in cooking. Under the pressure of new tasks, Liu Tong was not in a hurry to improve his cooking skills. He only cooked two dishes and ate them with his mother.

"Xiaotong, it seems that you are not feeling well today?"

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to rest during the Chinese New Year." Liu Tong sighed.

"Hey, what happened, didn't you agree?" Xu Chunfang frowned.

(End of this chapter)