Everybody wants to be my leg pendant

Seriously speaking, this jade tablet is actually the only Shen Qingyan's old Shen family item left.

He carried it with him only as a kind of remembrance, but he didn't want the jade tablet to suddenly become hot...

Shen Qingyan instantly forgot the sounds of fighting and shouting from the wind, and just lowered his head to stare at the flickering lights on the jade plaque.The flash came from the word "Shen", and every time the jade tablet flashed, the touch in the palm would become hotter again.

Subconsciously rubbing the protruding "Shen" character, Shen Qingyan just took a step, but she felt empty under her feet! ! !

"Mr. Shen—"

There seemed to be shouts coming from afar, but the moment Shen Qingyan raised his head, he saw only black vines covering the sky...

Almost in an instant, the thick darkness engulfed the faint ray of skylight overhead.

With a soft "pa", Shen Qingyan landed lightly on the dry mud floor.

The jade tablet shone brightly in his hand, scalding like a fireball.

"This is……"

what's the situation?

Shen Qingyan stood alone in the thick darkness, not knowing where he came from, the way back, let alone where the muddy ground under his feet led to.

Darkness can't usually be described as thick, but the darkness here is so thick that it's almost sticky to the touch.Shen Qingyan tried several spells and spells, but all the light was swallowed by the darkness the moment it was created, only the jade tablet in his hand was still shining brightly in the darkness.

"Anyone know where this is? I've never seen anything like this—"

After Shen Qingyan released a few magic weapons, he looked at the bullet screen reflexively, but unexpectedly found that there was nothing in front of him. Shen Qingyan opened the panel of the live broadcast room with some doubts, and was shocked to find that there was only I made two accounts...

One of these two accounts is called "A local tyrant who has a crush on the anchor", and the other is called "The trumpet of a local tyrant who has a crush on the anchor".

Shen Qingyan: ...

What about people? !

What about the people in the studio? ?

Why are there only local tyrants left! !

"Are you in the system?? Tell me what happened to the live broadcast room? Why is there suddenly only a local tyrant left... What happened here?"

He asked the customer service system, and after a moment of silence, the system said tactfully: "...wow, anchor, don't you remember that you drank too much last night?"

"It's true that I drank a little too much wine, but what does this have to do with my live broadcast room?"

Shen Qingyan became more and more confused, the system didn't speak, but just switched the screen silently, showing Shen Qingyan the screenshot from last night...

Screenshot [-]: Shen Qingyan, who was drunk and half-wet, outlining the clavicle;

Screenshot [-]: Shen Qingyan drinking with her head up, showing her fair neck;

Screenshot [-]: Shen Qingyan with tangled hair, reddish cheeks and watery eyes;

Screenshot four...

Before that screen shot [-] was switched out by the system, Shen Qingyan slammed the interface of the live broadcast room and closed it neatly.

"I don't know what's the point of you showing me these screenshots."

Shen Qingyan pretended to be calm and authentic.

The system sighed with great vicissitudes, and said in a sad tone: "Anchor, do you know that just one night when you were drunk, we received more complaints and reports in the live broadcast room than in the previous long period of time? It's..."

"...complaint? Complaint of what?"

Shen Qingyan looked confused.

The customer service system choked up for a moment, and said without tears: "Of course it's a complaint about us spreading silver and gray social sentiments!!!!"

Shen Qingyan:! ! ! !

"It can't be...!"

Shen Qingyan refused to believe it: "I'm just having a drink every now and then! Why did it become a social affair!"

"The Zhoutian platform is so big, isn't there any anchor who has been drinking in the live broadcast room? Drinking is equivalent to social love?! What kind of inexplicable logic is this!"

Facing Shen Qingyan's barrage of questions, the system couldn't bear to refute:

"Normal drinking, of course, won't be reported as a social affair!! But look at what other people look like drinking!! What do you look like drinking!!!"

Then it posted a bunch of screenshots of various anchors drinking on the Zhoutian platform. I have to say that among the screenshots of all kinds of men, women, old and young getting drunk, the one belonging to Shen Qingyan is particularly attractive. eyeballs...

The system incarnated into a ball of light and vigorously took a drunken photo of one of the female monks, and said with grief and indignation:

"Anchor, look at it!! Look at it, wow!!! Other female monks are not as social as you when drinking!!!"

Shen Qingyan: ...

Conscience of heaven and earth, he really doesn't want to be social, he just has a drink...

"...So my live broadcast room was banned by the Zhoutian platform?"

he asked a little apprehensively.

"No, no."

The system light ball shut off the screenshots full of screenshots in front of Shen Qingyan with a "snap", and said in a complicated tone: "Anchor, your live broadcast room was banned by local tyrants."

? ? ? ? ?

"The local tyrant banned my live broadcast room?! Now his VIP authority has advanced to this point???"

Shen Qingyan was completely dumbfounded.

The system is obviously just a ball of light, but Shen Qingyan can inexplicably feel it rolling its eyes: "His VIP privileges have already reached the top, and the host is banned from your live broadcast room. The local tyrants rely entirely on manual..."

"Can you ban the live broadcast room manually? Reasonably, how do you do it manually..."

Shen Qingyan couldn't understand it at all. Seeing this, the system let out a long sigh, pointed to the almost blank viewer list in the live broadcast room and said, "You will understand after a while, anchor."

Shen Qingyan turned her gaze suspiciously, only to realize that the audience list was not really blank.Almost every few seconds, one or several names suddenly appeared on the audience list, and then disappeared from the list in the blink of an eye. looks a lot like...

"The local tyrant has been kicking people??"

Shen Qingyan asked subconsciously.

He turned on the system reminder in the live broadcast room, and in less than a second, a dozen system messages floated in front of his eyes:

"The audience 'cradle' entered the live broadcast room of anchor Shen Qingyan!"

"A local tyrant who has a crush on the anchor kicked the audience out of the anchor Shen Qingyan's live broadcast room!"

"The audience 'half day leisure' entered the live broadcast room of anchor Shen Qingyan!"

"A local tyrant who has a crush on the anchor kicked the audience out of the live broadcast room of the anchor Shen Qingyan!"

…The messages keep coming and going, hardly ever stopping.

In this way, the truth of the matter has become obvious.

It's not that no one entered Shen Qingyan's live broadcast room, on the contrary, there were many viewers trying to enter.But every time a spectator comes in, the local tyrant will mercilessly kick the opponent out, even refusing to fill in a reason for kicking out...

The system looked at Shen Qingyan, thinking that he would ask himself "Why does the local tyrant keep kicking people like this", but after Shen Qingyan stared at the screen for a while, the question he asked was:

"How did the local tyrant do it?"

"I mean... this kicking operation is too fast... And you said last night... Could it be that he has been kicking since last night..."

As Shen Qingyan said, he reached out and poked the name of the local tyrant on the audience list on the platform, and asked in a low voice: "The local tyrant? Are you there, the local tyrant? The local tyrant?"

System: "...you don't have to shout, anchor, the local tyrant got drunk with you last night, and he's probably still asleep now..."

Shen Qingyan asked in amazement: "Drunk? Then how can he keep kicking people like this?"

"It's probably because I have allocated a part of my soul power to perform this operation."

The system has thought about this question a long time ago, and immediately replied without hesitation: "The operation of splitting the soul is very common in the relatively high-level cultivation world. As long as you continue to practice, the anchor, you will be able to get in touch with it one day. Nothing to be surprised about."

"That's it."

Shen Qingyan was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled lightly: "Then let him kick like this first."

"What? Anchor! Don't you kick out the local tyrants first? If you don't kick out the local tyrants, other viewers won't be able to get in at all..."

The system never expected Shen Qingyan to give such an answer, Shen Qingyan shrugged: "After all, the local tyrant is my number one fan list, so I kicked him out just like that, I always feel sorry for him."

"But it's not good for other viewers who want to join but can't... How about it, system, you change the name of my live broadcast room to anchor hangover, and the live broadcast will start tomorrow."

The system looked at Shen Qingyan who looked normal:

"...Anchor, you don't have a hangover at all..."

Shen Qingyan blinked: "Who said I don't have a hangover, my head hurts very much now, it hurts so much, I don't want to start the live broadcast at all."

Then he really covered his head with his hands, pretending to be awry, and after a moment of silence, the system accuses in a mournful tone:

"Anchor, you have learned badly."

"Each each other."

Shen Qingyan put down his hands, and smiled lightly: "After all, I am your father, my boy."

system:……

"Fuck, are you really my anchor???"

The system is simply unbelievable! ! !

Why did Shen Qingyan's painting style suddenly change! ! !He actually told himself to smash it? ? ?What about that gentle, gentle, charming, gentle and modest anchor! ! !

"Say! Where did you hide my anchor!! You evildoer!"

The system yelled, and turned into a super huge ball of light in vain, bouncing and stopping in front of Shen Qingyan, viciously shaking the halo around him: "Monster, under the light of your system father , not quickly revealing its original shape—"

Shen Qingyan: ...

He stood in "Shenhui" in silence for a moment, opened the panel of the live broadcast room expressionlessly, poked a few buttons in succession, and skillfully closed the system into the small black room.

System: "...Dad qaq"

It's wrong.

It's really wrong.

The moment Shen Qingyan locked it into the small black room so skillfully, the system was already deeply aware of a fact——

——No matter how the anchor's painting style changes, dad will always be that dad!

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