When the rich and powerful were lined up to confess

He Shaozheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

His mind suddenly flicked to a certain place.

However, at this time, a second of hesitation will arouse the suspicion of others.

Thinking of this, He Shaozheng imitated the girl's tone, and quickly pressed these few words on the keyboard.

After being headshot, I went offline: I don’t have any older brothers.

Log off after being headshot: And... little brother, I really hate it when someone strikes up a conversation with me in this way.

Get offline after being headshot: If you want my phone number...just tell me, little brother~

The barrage froze for a moment, followed by another series of characters.

[Hahahahahahahaha... Brother Fuji was laughed at! ! ! 】

[666666——Miss Sister is very reasonable, maybe Brother Teng really wants to attract Miss Sister's attention in this way...]

[After all, Miss Sister is so good-looking, there must be a lot of people who strike up a conversation with her, of course you have to be a little out of line to be remembered! 】

[I learned this trick!Seeing such a beautiful young lady in the future!It must be hooked up in this way! ! 】

…………

After seeing the text He Shaozheng replied, Feng Ziteng was slightly taken aback, and then, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his handsome face.

——The attitude of the other party is so calm... It is really possible that he has misunderstood.

— not to mention...that man...

——The man who haunted him in his dreams, theoretically speaking, should never appear in his world again...

Gently pursing his lips, stripping away the feeling of frustration and sense of loss, Feng Ziteng continued to call like this on the dialogue channel.

Fujiki: Sorry, maybe I really misidentified the person.

Fujiki: ...Because you look somewhat similar to an old friend I once met.

And when he saw Fujiki's serious words, the bullet screen exploded all of a sudden——

Because in their minds, the most ruthless and fierce anchor in the "Real Battlefield" game, Teng Da, unexpectedly came up with such a weird way to try to strike up a conversation with this beautiful young lady.

Nothing more than a similar taunt—

[666, Brother Teng, this kind of similarity theory is already outdated, okay? 】

After seeing the words on it, He Shaozheng's eyes darkened.

He stretched out his hand to gently support his chin, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It seems... I really met an acquaintance."

He stretched out his fingers and tapped the table lightly, and began to think about the lists—

"If it's those guys who were abandoned by me after a few months of dating...they should have been threatened to silence them."

"This man acted so unexpectedly... as if he thought he would never meet me again..."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a stern light flashed across the dark pupils for a moment.

"Could it be that the person who was brushed down in the rising sun?"

After thinking of this, He Shaozheng slightly hooked his lips, "It's a bit interesting."

And after this episode, the man with the ID named Teng Shu, who was dressed like a gangster youth with a bald head, just found a corner, and sat down as quietly as a chicken——

It is estimated that he was rejected by himself and became autistic.

And the other man who was dressed very flirtatiously, like an angel, dawdled to the side of his character.

He Shaozheng's eyelids twitched slightly.

——This person...you don't think he looks familiar, do you?

…………

On the other side of the screen, Feng Zihan pondered lightly.

Things seem to be going in a strange direction.

Especially his elder brother, who doesn't say a word in the vocal tract now, no matter how he calls him, he is like a mute, sitting at the farthest position.

——It's really rare.

Slightly narrowing his eyes, Feng Zihan's mouth slightly curled up.

——He is now more and more curious about this character who seems to be maliciously cheating...

He glanced at the bullet screen, there were many people who encouraged him, wanting to ask the little girl's contact information.Gently moving his fingers, Feng Zihan quickly kicked those malicious people out of the live broadcast room.

Immediately afterwards, the man's fingers quickly pressed on the keyboard, pretending to casually want to talk about some irrelevant topics.

And before he typed these words, a faster text appeared in the communication version.

Log off after being headshot: Sorry...well, I don't like communicating with bird people with wings~

Get offline after being headshot: Because, I think such a person looks very unstyled, and I don’t want to date him〃*^O^*〃

At the end of the text, He Shaozheng also learned what he learned and sold it now, with a shy expression attached.

——After all, that Jin Zi trembled back then... but that was how he was disgusted.

Feng Zihan: "..."

The young man with an elegant and cool appearance clenched his mouse button tightly in anger.

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--】

[6666666—Miss Sister really has the same personality as her name ID, she is a wolf! 】

[I like this young lady more and more—it's rare to see someone who can treat Brother Han so heartily! 】

[Speaking weakly, I actually think Brother Han's aesthetics are very strange...]

【＋10086, not only Brother Han, but also the boss...】

Sure enough, the winged and haloed Shamat character at this moment, like the bald man, silently moved away from him, and began to shut himself up.

Seeing this scene, He Shaozheng gently picked up the water glass on his right, and took a sip.

——Little brother...you are still very young if you dare to chat with me.

…………

After the last backpacker's match mate appears, the game will begin.

However, from the words that the backpacker yelled as soon as he came in, He Shaozheng probably knew that the two teammates he matched with the role of killing Matt were really famous anchors.

Backpacker: ...... Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Vine Tree and Han Shui? ? ? ?What kind of luck did I have today! ! ! !I only use a level 18 trumpet...

And not long after, the noisy backpacker fell silent when he saw He Shaozheng——

Like a dumb chicken.

At this time, he began to really doubt whether he was really in a dream now...

——Probably only in the dreamland, you will see such a beautiful girl...

He Shaozheng was holding his own teacup, very leisurely.

So, in such a stiff atmosphere, He Shaozheng, who will be called the "Goddess of the Battlefield" by countless dogs in the future, started his first game like this...

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After the matching was completed and the countdown ended, He Shaozheng took a look at the skydiving position initiated by Tengshu.

What they are using now is the most common canyon map on the real battlefield.

According to the "gold trembling" who was pigeonholed by him last time, in addition to the yellow sand all over the sky, there is also a training camp like a wild field in the canyon map.

Since these two people named "Tengshu" and "Han Shui" are relatively powerful player anchors, as a novice, He Shaozheng followed Fujishu's pace without hesitation, and chose that position for the icon.

During the parachute jump, perhaps because of the request of the anchor channel, the saucy bird man named Han Shui was the first to be resurrected with full blood, broke away from autism, and started talking.

Han Shui: "Well, let me tell you first, Brother Teng doesn't like to open the microphone very much, and in the battle situation, he likes to fight alone, so if you want to communicate with the remaining two players, you can only Come with me~"

The backpacker seemed a little nervous. He didn't know if it was because he met the bosses, or because he met his favorite goddess. There was a trembling in his voice: "Yes...Understood..."

He Shaozheng frowned slightly after hearing this voice.

To be honest, this Han Shui, although he disagrees with the aesthetics, is wearing a flamboyant luminous birdman coat, and his voice is really nice.

Refreshing and elegant, like spring rain in the mountains...

——It's quite in line with He Shaozheng's criteria for picking a lover.

To be cautious, He Shaozheng still typed these few words on the keyboard.

Log off after being headshot: Sorry, I don't have a microphone.

Seeing those few plain words, Feng Zihan clearly knew that this was a tactful rejection from the other party, but he still couldn't help it... wanted to say something unpleasant on purpose to tease her.

Han Shui: "It's okay, little sister, you look so good-looking, even if your voice is ugly, it doesn't matter, don't be shy~"

He Shaozheng: "..."

Heartfelt praise began to be heard in the barrage.

[I never thought that Brother Han would be able to speak viciously as usual in front of such a beautiful young lady...]

Thinking that he had successfully teased the little girl, the smile in the corner of Feng Zihan's eyes didn't last long, but at this moment, another person's voice suddenly appeared in the vocal tract.

It was a deep and magnetic voice, as if it could directly touch the depths of the heart.

Fujishu: "Who said I won't open the mic anymore?"

There was a moment of silence.

Feng Zihan:? ? ?

——Wait... Brother, what do you mean?Dismantle my desk? ? ?

Soon to be close to the ground, on the screen, a man whom his younger brother called a man who likes to "fight alone"... slowly adjusted the position of the parachute, and came to He Shaozheng's side.

Fujishu: "Where do you want to fight? I will accompany you, don't be afraid."

After He Shaozheng saw this passage, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

--Fear……?Do you really think of him as a cute little girl?

——I'm going to play a gunfight game... still want you to accompany me?

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Mianmian: Brother tearing things down?Small meaning... the future Shura field will be even more magnificent...

Feng Zihan/Feng Ziteng: Before that... please give us a bowl of ♂ meat!

He Shaozheng: Sorry, I don't play 3P :)

…………

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating the nutrient solution~

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