I have a genie chip

September 8, cloudy.

Due to the cloudy weather, both Wang Xiaoxian and Crying Mask took a late nap today.

When Wang Xiaoxian got up, it was already 9 o'clock.

After waking up Crying Mask, they washed and ate together.

After solving the problem of food and clothing, Wang Xiaomian let the crying mask lie on his head to rest, and he turned on the computer again.

He wanted to take a look at the data of the video he posted last night and see if he had received any new private messages.

Clicked on his new video, and after one night, the number of views of the new video had reached 7.

The views of the previous video have reached 15.

Looking at this gratifying data, Wang Xiaomian's face lit up with joy.

Although his videos have not become popular yet, judging from the current data, it should be no problem to earn some milk powder money for Crying Mask.

And the little red dot that lit up next to his account avatar made him even more happy, because this was the little red dot that symbolized the receipt of a private message.

He immediately clicked on the little red dot with great anticipation.

Sure enough, as he expected, it was a private message sent to him by Wang Meichun.

Although the content of the private message was just a series of digital subtitles, he understood that this should be the ticket collection code for the live tickets.

Wang Xiaoxian entered the ticket collection code for that series into the ticket purchase APP without hesitation.

The next moment, Wang Xiaoxian's face lit up with joy when he saw the successful electronic ticket displayed on his phone.

With this ticket, not only can I wear a crying mask to experience the charm of the first-class professional league, but I can also add a lot of powerful skills to the skill library of Elf Chip.

Best of all, this ticket is free!I was not slaughtered by those scalpers who suffered a thousand cuts!

Feeling the trembling from Wang Xiaomian's body, the crying mask floated down from his head in confusion and landed on Wang Xiaomian's front.

Looking at Wang Xiaoxian who kept giggling, it fell into confusion.

What happened to my trainer?Could it be that there was something wrong with the breakfast just now that made him lose his mind?

I also had breakfast just now. Will I become such an idiot who keeps giggling?

I don’t want to become like this!

The more the Crying Mask thought about it, the more frightened it became. In the end, it whined and flew around the room like a headless fly.

This sudden cry pulled Wang Xiaoxian out of his joy.

The crying masks running around the room made him a little panicked.

He quickly stood up and found the opportunity, and hugged the crying mask in his arms when the crying mask was passing by him.

"What's wrong with you Crying Mask? Don't scare me."

Wang Xiaoxian's words made the struggling Crying Mask blink in confusion.

Huh?Why did my trainer suddenly stop laughing?

Could it be that Ji Xiao's illness was cured so quickly?

That's right!It must be like this!

After Crying Mask came to a conclusion that it thought was reliable, it stopped crying. Instead, it squinted its eyes and shook its head with a smile.

I'm fine. It's great that you didn't become completely stupid.

The way Crying Mask was crying and laughing now completely confused Wang Xiaoxian.

But it looks like Crying Mask is fine.

So he raised the crying mask high.

"Crying Mask, we won't be training today. We have a day off today and let's go shopping."

"Woooooooo." Okay, okay.

On this day, Wang Xiaoyang and Crying Mask put aside all thoughts of cultivation for the first time and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to their first shopping trip.

When they returned home again in the evening, the Crying Mask must have changed its appearance.

It had shiny toy bracelets on both hands, and a garland on its head.

Crying Mask was very satisfied with his outfit. The first thing he did when he entered the room was to pose beautifully in front of the mirror.

Wang Xiaoyang looked a little tired and began to sort out the things he bought from today's shopping.

After packing up his things, he took out several toys from Crying Mask.

A Chenglong music box was placed on the bedside table, and a clarinet that looked like a kettle was stuffed directly into the nest of the crying mask, and then he quietly covered it with the newly bought quilt with a death coffin.

He didn't want the recorder to be found by Crying Mask.

If he could add a time limit to the time before Crying Mask found the recorder, he hoped it would be 1 years.

It's a pity that fate is always so unpredictable.

Crying Mask, who was looking in the mirror, felt that he had forgotten something.

It scratched its little head in front of the mirror.

By the way, I bought a toy today!

Thinking of this, it immediately started searching.

The first time he turned around, he found the Chenglong music box placed on the bedside table.

It immediately floated to the music box, skillfully opened the lid of the music box and then shook the handle to wind up the music box.

The next moment, the dragon-riding doll on the music box started spinning.

The sound of the clear water entering the water slowly sounded, adding a touch of coolness to the hearts of Wang Xiaoxian and Crying Mask in this hot summer.

But after a while, Crying Mask seemed to feel that something was missing in his hand.

By the way, there is also my favorite little flute!

Think of this.Crying Mask immediately started looking for it.

Maybe based on intuition, maybe based on the smell, it actually lifted the newly purchased Death's Coffin Quilt!

At this moment, Wang Xiaoxian's heart skipped a beat.

broken!

I saw Crying Mask happily bringing the kettle recorder to his mouth, and then started playing happily.

Beep!Beep!The sound also sounded immediately.

With each blow, the five limbs formed by the blow roll will poke out from the hollow of the pot shell at the end of the recorder.

Crying Mask loves this fun toy.

However, the continuous beeping sound seriously interfered with the music in the Chenglong music box, forming a terrifying noise.

Wang Xiaoxian only felt that his Tianling Gai jumped up with the beeping sounds.

In order to prevent his Tianling Gai from jumping up, he fell down on the bed directly in the direction of the Tianling Gai's beating.

God, why does Crying Mask like this kind of thing.

Isn’t it true that only babies like this kind of thing?

He obviously forgot that Crying Mask is just a baby.

......

In a blink of an eye, the time came to August 8th, the day of the match between the Magic City Club and the Dongshan Club.

Wang Xiaomian stood in front of the mirror and looked at his handsome image and was very satisfied.

After straightening his hair, he waved to Crying Mask, who was also looking at himself in the mirror.

"Let's go, Cry Mask!"