Everything was placed, Ying Feng ordered takeout again, but when he was picking up takeout, Ying Feng always felt that someone was watching him behind the opposite door, "Am I narcissistic to this extent?" shook his head and closed the door directly.

Wang Xiaorao really kept looking at him at the door of the room, "What are you busy with?" Obviously, I've been at home all the time, and I just eat takeout, and I have said that it's not good for my health. ”

"Xiao Rao, what are you doing?" At this time, a woman's voice behind Wang Xiaorao sounded, and a **** asked curiously.

"Ah...... Oops, Mom, you scared the hell out of me. Wang Xiaorao was thinking about things, but was startled by her mother.

"You girl, what are you looking at on the door?

"Ah, yes, it's still my classmate, but he lives alone, and his legs are injured and he has to be in a wheelchair. Wang Xiaorao said.

"Then call him over for dinner, I don't know what his family thinks? Mother's love broke out, and Wang Xiaorao's mother couldn't turn a blind eye to such a situation.

"His surname wins. Wang Xiaorao said.

"Hmm? It turned out to be the Ying family, forget it, people with their surname are very arrogant, and there are many things, you ask him if he wants to come to dinner, if not, forget it." ”

"I asked, but he didn't come. Wang Xiaorao said helplessly.

As a mother, seeing her daughter's expression, she probably had some guesses, but she didn't say it, "If you don't come, forget it, eat, you call your father out." Then he turned around and went to work.

Ying Feng didn't know that the mother and daughter on the other side were talking about him, he poured himself a glass of wine now, and today's takeaway also deliberately ordered dishes that were easy to drink, and he started to drink it, he didn't like to drink in his last life, and he would only drink it when he ate with a few iron brothers.

"Ahem, I don't feel like I've drunk it in a long time, and it's still so bad to drink it now, but who made me feel sorry for me?" he muttered to himself in a self-deprecating manner, and then began his dinner with a sip of food and a sip of wine.

A whole bottle of Wuliangye went down to his stomach, and he felt a little dizzy, "This body can drink so much, uh...... But one bottle is enough. Ying Feng wanted to talk very much now, but he couldn't find anyone, so he started chatting directly with Shumo.

Crackling and saying everything, and finally lying down and falling asleep, this night slept was really fragrant, I have to say that his wine is really good, as long as he doesn't drink and vomit, he can fall asleep.

I woke up the next day and stretched, "Sure enough, it's a good wine, it doesn't hurt at all, but this amount of wine is a problem, a bottle of one pound is in place, my live broadcast is a bottle a day, this wine is not cheap, in the Great Qin Empire, it is sold for three hundred Chinese dollars a bottle, or a lite version of fifty-two degrees." With a click on his mouth, there was still the smell of wine in his mouth, and he hurriedly got up and went to wash.

Then he released the novel directly, two chapters a day, and then sent a single chapter, expressing his gratitude to the book friends, and then staring at the control panel in a daze, until an hour later, the fan value on the panel has not changed in the slightest.

"I'm stupid, the time for book friends to read books is not fixed, and it's not a way for me to wait like this, so let's make some preparations. "Get up and find your dress, he wants to wear it to talk live.

The dress of the Great Qin Empire is not a suit, a tuxedo or the like, but similar to the Tang costume in the previous life, but the formal dress is black and golden, of course, this is only worn on formal occasions of the royal family, and most of the dresses have many colors, patterns and patterns.

According to the royal etiquette system, his dress should have been black, and a four-clawed golden dragon was embroidered on it with gold thread, he was the prince, and the emperor's was a five-clawed golden dragon. But now that he had been kicked out of the royal family, he could not wear it, and now he wore a moon-white silk fabric issued by the school, embroidered with a small tree.

The school he attended was Evergreen High School, which was the symbol of the school, like a small tree that thrived. This is an aristocratic private high school with a junior high school and a high school, and he is a sophomore in high school.

Although he went to school with the children of the commoners as a prince, the school couldn't be too bad after all, so he chose here.

Ying Feng put on a dress, sat in front of the computer, and patted it on the computer table with a folding fan in his hand, "Well, it's a little interesting." Mei Zizi thought.

Why do storytellers take a folding fan? In fact, this fan is very useful, storytellers can use folding fans to simulate a lot of things, not as good as the spear used by the general, the sword used by the knight, the merry boy used to play handsome, etc., it is very easy to use, Ying Feng understands it this way.

Feel it a little, and then Yingfeng began to debug the equipment, now you need to wait for the fan value, time can't be wasted, it's better to do the preliminary work, how can the live broadcast be without BGM?

The time when he hung up in his last life was when the live broadcast was hot, and he naturally wanted to see it as an otaku, but he didn't have money to reward, so he could only brush some free small gifts to show his heart, as an online writer, he took it very seriously to pay in return.

When I chose BGM, I found that the songs here are quite majestic, especially the many musical ensembles, and most of them describe the strength, conquest, and external expansion of the Great Qin Empire. Love songs are naturally available, and love will not be lacking at any time, but the form of expression is too subtle.

After a few days of preparation, "Romance of the Gods" has also been sent a lot, and the book friends are really powerful, and there are really 5,000 fans, and it's not more. However, the comment of the 'villain' is also coming again, this time it's not the ID from last time, and three more guys who are certified by the 'villain' came to say some doubts, so many book friends also expressed doubts.

Ying Feng knew that he couldn't wait any longer, because his hatred value had increased by 30,000, and now it was 40,000, "There are people who are willing to spend so much money to attack me, what is this for? ”

"Book and ink, exchange the version of "Romance of the Gods" for Lao Tzu Teacher Shan Tianfang. "Teacher Shan Tianfang is Shumo's favorite storytelling performance artist.

"Drop, are you sure to redeem the Shan Tianfang version of the Romance of the Gods?" Shumo asked.

"Sure. ”

"Hum" was dizzy in his brain, but this time he didn't think about exchanging the 'confidential USB flash drive', because he instantly realized the state of Teacher Shan Tianfang when he was telling the story, and the emotions that were integrated into the storytelling, "There is still such a good thing?" Ying Feng once again felt the power of the system.

I feel really good, looking at the time, six o'clock in the afternoon, it is a good time to start the broadcast, he took out the prepared snacks and a bottle of Wuliangye, and directly clicked on the live broadcast.