Heart distance

Due to the low resolution of the registered contestant’s camera, the system will not pass. Please change the camera and try to register again.

Han Ziqi pinched the bridge of his nose, removed the camera, and returned to the studio.

"How's it going? Did you sign up?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,

"It is said that the camera must be turned on during the competition, so I am so excited to see my boyfriend next weekend!"

"Not reported."

"Huh? Why?"

"Don't you want to participate? Don't, anyway, if you have a bonus, don't let it go, just go!"

"That's right, you can definitely get the third place. Oh no, our family's date must be No.1!"

"The camera is not clear, the application has not been passed." Han Ziqi did not hide it.

"...?"

"Huh??? Pfft!"

"Hahahahaha! Date you deserve it! Who told you to buy such a bad second-hand camera."

"When is it time to repay the grievances? Sure enough, one thing will be one thing! Date go buy a new one, remember not to buy second-hand for cheap this time!"

"Hmm." Han Ziqi didn't bother to explain that the previous one was not second-hand.

"Here, Mom, give me the money and go buy something better."

"System: Received 200 small ice cubes from date's mother. I love you, love you, and love you the most. The ice cubes live in your heart."

"Hehehe, after changing the camera, can you silently ask for a chance to meet Date?"

"It's time, get off."

"...As always, heartless."

After school the next day, Han Ziqi came to the shop in front of the school.

"Boss, take a camera."

The boss was looking down at the long-haired and thin-waisted beauties in a certain video app, and didn't bother to look up at him, "What price do you want, you can pick it from the shelf on the left."

"Find something clearer."

The boss finished scanning three dancing girls in a row, and turned off the screen of his mobile phone after the fourth burly man ate and broadcasted, before he would look up and pay attention to Han Ziqi.

"Yo, I told you before that I want you to buy a good one, but you insist on not listening, and regret it now?" The boss still remembered Han Ziqi, got up and picked up the camera placed in the most central position, and handed it to him, "Isn't it? Is the little girlfriend unhappy?"

Han Ziqi didn't bother to explain anything, turned on his phone's WeChat and scanned the QR code, "How much is it?"

"599."

Han Ziqi froze in place.

"Why, think it's expensive? You get what you pay for, and the clarity is extremely high. What if your girlfriend is unhappy again." The boss smiled wretchedly, "Don't you think so?"

Han Ziqi didn't want to deal with the boss anymore, so he scanned the QR code to pay and left with the camera.

After dinner, he installed the camera he just bought, and restarted the registration system.

System: Congratulations on your successful registration.

On November 11rd, at 3:[-] p.m., the home page of the live broadcast [competition hall] is waiting for you!

After the registration was over, Han Ziqi returned to the live broadcast room.

"Is the date registration successful?"

"how is it going?"

"Ah."

"Okay! Congratulations, just wait for Zai Zai to win the crown and get the money!"

"The boyfriend is awesome."

"But let me tell you something, date, don't you really want to go to the live broadcast room of Xueshen 001? He seems to be very powerful and understands everything."

"I heard that he also participated in that competition, and many of the sisters who used to haunt your live broadcast room all went to his side, and even set up a support group for the god of learning, so boring!"

"Yeah, he should be in the same grade as you, and he also does a lot of questions in the second year of high school, but it seems that he is not very good at liberal arts. I heard from his fans that he is the weakest in Chinese, and he does more math and physics."

"If you meet him during the match on date, remember to start with his weak points! So later, drop by his live broadcast room to find out about the enemy."

"No." Han Ziqi said coldly.

"It's okay to get to know the opponent a little bit!"

"That's right, he happens to be broadcasting live right now."

"There is also the little hunk next door. He is also said to be in the high school group. Although his strength is far behind yours, he seems to be working hard recently. It is said that he stays up late every day with the company of fans to study at one or two o'clock in the morning. It might become a dark horse.”

"Not interested." Han Ziqi still lowered his head to answer the questions.

When it was time for the next broadcast, Han Ziqi closed the live broadcast page.

Because the live broadcast room of Xueshen 001 was too hot, it was hung on the home page of the live broadcast room every day. When Han Ziqi downloaded the broadcast, he was still in the room.

There is an arrogant sentence hanging under the homepage of the room: I am the god of learning, and I don't accept heads-up.

Han Ziqi disdains, childish and arrogant.

He stayed on the small page of the other party's live broadcast room for a while. Unlike other anchors, Xueshen 001 did not post his own photo as his profile picture, and he couldn't even tell his gender.

Han Ziqi's mouse subconsciously landed on the icon and clicked in.

"Brother, brother!" Han Sijun's wailing voice came from outside the door.

Han Ziqi hurriedly got up and opened the door for his brother, "What's wrong?"

I saw his brother carrying a bag of hawthorns, and holding the bitten half in his hand, his eyes were full of tears, "It hurts so much!"

Han Ziqi took the hawthorn and brought him a glass of water, "Where did it come from."

"Aunt Wang asked me to give it to you, but she still said she wouldn't let me eat it." Han Sijun still clutched his teeth and asked tentatively, "My teeth are sore, can I have a candy?"

"If you are not allowed to eat, you will still eat." Han Ziqi said with a cold face, "It's too late, eat tomorrow, brush your teeth and go to bed."

"Oh." His brother sniffed and walked into the bathroom pitifully.

It happened that Han Ting let go of the door and came in.

The other party has been going out every day recently, and will not come back until after ten o'clock in the evening.

Han Ziqi asked casually, "Where have you been?"

"Why, are you checking the post?" Han Tingsong stood in front of him, slightly lowered his body and looked at him, "Why do you look like a little daughter-in-law."

"Boring." Han Ziqi turned around holding the hawthorn and ignored him.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Han Tingsong said.

Han Ziqi stopped and took out the largest and most colorful one from the bag, "Hawthorn, sweet and sour, do you want to eat it?"

Han Tingsong crossed his waist and questioned, "Hawthorn can still be sweet?"

"The new varieties that Aunt Wang brought from her hometown downstairs are different from the ones sold outside. My brother ate a lot in one go." Han Ziqi was obviously more attentive than before.

"Really?" Han Tingsong questioned, "Are you sure you're not sour?"

"Of course, try it if you don't believe me." Han Ziqi deliberately washed the hawthorn and handed it to him.

Han Ting took a look with downcast eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but didn't answer, "Then feed me."

The author has something to say:

A certain person is just shameless. He is such an adult and still needs to be fed.

Today is even less, tomorrow will make up, okay?