The male god of e-sports is a girl

Chapter 642 You don't mind, I mind

She and Chu Rong were going to be hands-off shopkeepers, and if Ye Qingan was to take the lead, then Ye Qingan had to deal with the problem by himself.

In the match just now, although Ye Qing'an directed everyone to release the water, there was no problem, Song Ci just said something casually.

After the first game is completed, it is necessary to wait for the promotion list, and the team that will play against the next game will come out.

Song Ci looked at the back of the sofa, feeling a little bored.

Looking at the unopened laptop next to him, Song Ci could hardly hold back his hands, and wanted to turn on the computer to watch cartoons.

But no, you have to hold back, if you don't hold back, you won't be able to handle it at first sight.

But if you don't watch it, it will be boring.

Song Ci leaned against her for a while, and Song Ci suddenly remembered that she still had a live broadcast.

"By the way, I've launched a live broadcast here. Be careful what you say, don't expose your unsightly obsessions and spoil the children." Song Ci said.

At the same time, open the live broadcast room on the computer.

"Fuck, vice captain, enough is enough!" Ye Qing'an became drunk when she heard Song Ci's words and thought of what she had said before.

"Brother Chang'an, you have already spread the word about your strange name." Song Ci smiled gloatingly, and he was watching the barrage right now.

Seeing the barrage, the smile on Song Ci's face never stopped.

The barrage is so much fun.

At this moment, because Song Ci talked about Ye Qingan's strange things, a group of people in the barrage chatted frantically.

Moreover, because Song Ci's live broadcast was on the desktop, Song Ci opened the live broadcast software and watched the barrage, which was also seen by the water friends in the live broadcast room.

Those people who frantically swiped the barrage before were stunned, their feelings, the barrage they frantically swiped before, were not seen.

Literally burst into tears.

Now that Song Ci was watching the barrage, everyone swiped more vigorously.

They are all begging Song Ci to remember it from time to time, he still has a live broadcast room.

Song Ci looked at the barrage and couldn't stop laughing.

Sure enough, the barrage of joy is indeed real.

Anyway, Song Ci felt very happy watching the barrage.

Seeing so many people asking him to remember that she still has a live broadcast room, Song Ci thought for a while and said, "Let's just let it happen, I don't have a good memory."

Hearing Song Ci's answer, the people in the live broadcast room knew that Song Ci had indeed watched the barrage at this moment, so after a pause, the barrage suddenly increased wildly.

Song Ci looked at the fast-moving barrage, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then twitched again.

What kind of questions are they asking.

At this time, all the questions in the barrage are, asking if she has a girlfriend, if she can show her face, and whether the little brother who was talking to him just now is handsome, if she has a girlfriend, and if she needs someone who will warm her up bed girlfriend or something.

Song Ci looked at these bullet screens and touched his chin. Song Ci said lightly, "Are all the water friends so enthusiastic now?"

After Song Ci said these words, the barrage scrolled rapidly again.

Song Ci looked at these enthusiastic water friends and was speechless.

"If you don't have a girlfriend, if you don't need a bed warmer, if you say you want to give birth to a monkey, can you explode on the spot? I'm human, and I can't give birth to a monkey.

The little brother who talked to me just now is ugly..."

Song Ci said.

Chu Rong was on the side, the corners of his mouth twitching wildly, well, if Song Ci said he was ugly, then he would be ugly.

Song Ci looked at the bullet screen, those water friends who said it was okay to be ugly, and continued: "It's okay to be ugly, those who don't mind, I have to say, you don't mind, I do."

After Song Ci finished speaking, he stopped answering.

These little bitches in the live broadcast room actually want to grab her boyfriend, really, explode in place, okay?

Song Ci's nose wrinkled into cute lines, no, she was angry, and she needed Chu Rong to hug her and hold her high to coax her well.

　Good night O(∩_∩)O
　　
　
(End of this chapter)