"Oh, this wave is so angry, how did this eight plus six come out with a wild Thunderbird man, the Wild Ten Skill Thunderbird Man doesn't seem to be useful, it's useless to raise such a qualification for three years." Meng Xuan shook his head and looked at the Thunderbird Man who had just made the demon refining drum in front of him and said.

The ten-skill Thunderbird Man is not bad, but at least one thing must be the least qualification, and the Thunderbird Man with less than 1,000 assets in front of him, Meng Xuan really doesn't know what to say.

After a wave of eight plus six demon refining failed, Meng Xuan invited this sad sailor to the next Mai Xu.

"Now for the next sailor. Don't know what to get? Meng Xuan touched his nose and said.

Emperor Slayer Leng Feng: Dude, what resources do you have to get?

Nan Cheng: Hello Brother Leng Feng, I have three level 130 weapons and three level 140 weapons. Can you help me with the identification? I saved up for two months.

Emperor Slayer Cold Front: Oh? Cost of living?

Nan Cheng: Well, my mother gives me 30 yuan a day, I have 15 yuan for breakfast and lunch, 8 yuan for the round-trip subway, and sometimes I have to buy a bottle of water, and I can only save a few yuan a day.

Meng Xuan looked at the message sent by this Nan Cheng in front of him, but it reminded him of his childhood days, when he was addicted to a game for a while, well, it was that racing game, running a kart. In the past, he ran to the Internet café as soon as he got out of school, and he was reluctant to eat breakfast money when Lao Meng gave him two or three yuan every day, just to surf the Internet and save money to buy a car. It took months to save for a good Panda car pro.

At that time, a Panda car pro was an absolute cowhide, and many people still drove what marshmallows bought with gold coins.

It's just that the car has just been used for a short time, he was caught from the Internet café by Lao Meng, beaten and then grounded for a semester, and when he went to the Internet café after the lockdown period, the car he bought had reached the time limit, and at the same time it was the launch of a bunch of new cars.

Slowly, this game was also forgotten by Meng Xuan.

Unexpectedly, today there is a kid who has saved up for several months of living expenses, just to drum equipment.

Emperor Slayer Cold Front: That'll be fine. You scan the code on the number.

Nancheng: Uh-huh.

Successfully scanning the code, Meng Xuan also pulled this child into the wheat order.

"Leng Feng is very good, my name is He Zihao, a new player of Fantasy Westward Journey, I have never played Fantasy Westward Journey before, and I have only started playing it in the past few months." He Zihao's slightly immature voice came out.

Many viewers in the live broadcast room also tapped on the keyboard after hearing He Zihao's voice.

"Little brat, have you finished your homework today?"

"Hey, hey, it's still a primary school student, and a primary school student doesn't go to play and eat chicken, and he doesn't go to the king? Fantasy Journey to the West is not suitable for primary school students. ”

"Aha, it's been a long time since a child has appeared, could it be that he stole his mother's money to play games?"

"666, little brat, you shouldn't be stealing your parents' >

Looking at so many barrages, He Zihao, who was on the microphone for the first time, immediately replied to these barrages.

"No, I saved the money and deducted it from my living expenses every day. Also, I play games after I finish my homework, and I don't use my mother's phone, I have my own phone. I don't steal money, and if I do, my dad will break my legs. He Zihao said angrily.

Indeed, many people nowadays do not have a particularly good perception of elementary school students, junior high school students, and even high school students, especially those who play games.

After all, there are a lot of media news today, today a student swipes his parents' mobile phone to reward the anchor with hundreds of thousands, tomorrow a student steals batteries in order to play games, and the day after tomorrow a student plays games and fights with people online and offline. There is a lot of news like this, and a lot of people, especially adults, aren't particularly friendly to kids playing games.

"Ahem, hey, hey, don't brush these barrages. They all came from childhood, and not all of them are like what those media say. That's it, watch the live broadcast well, who didn't have a small time, don't say something weird. Meng Xuan said loudly.

"Well, Leng Feng is very right. I'm not like those people, my studies are good, I am from the Affiliated High School of Gan Provincial Normal School, and I was in the top ten in the last monthly exam. He Zihao said proudly.

Indeed, he is much better at learning than Meng Xuan, a scumbag. He was admitted to the best high school in Jiangxi Province, and he was also very competitive and ranked in the top ten of the age. Compared with many guys who don't learn and don't know how to do it, He Zihao is indeed a lot better.

No, some people in Jiangxi Province in the live broadcast room were also quite shocked when they heard what He Zihao said.

"Senior brother? I graduated from that school, but my grades were only at the middle and lower levels. ”

"Cowhide, my son also wants to go to that school, but the score is a little worse, about two or three hundred, hey, it's all tears."

"I am also from Gan Province, and this school is the No. 1 high school in Gan Province."

"Yes, this strength, keep it up, Tsinghua Peking University is as simple as death."

Meng Xuan was also slightly shocked after seeing the barrage in the live broadcast room. He is not from Jiangxi Province, and he doesn't know how powerful the school He Zihao said, but when he saw the barrage, Meng Xuan also secretly appreciated it. This is a lot better than his scumbag.

In fact, Meng Xuan can't be regarded as a scumbag, at least he was admitted to Pengda by his own ability, but he abandoned his studies after going to college. However, at least his grades in middle and high school were relatively good.

"Yes, little brother. You're a level 59 number, why do you want to engage in a level 130 or 140 weapon? Could it be that you want to brush no level again, right? Meng Xuan said as he browsed the equipment in his account.

This He Zihao's account is really not powerful, as a level 59 player, except for a helmet that is level 60 simple, the other equipment on his body is some level 50 ordinary goods, and there is not even a set of transformation suits.

Such an account is simply the lowest existence in 59, and any 59 player is better than this account.

"That's right, I originally wanted to use more than 80 million to buy a simple hammer with a total injury of 410, but 。。。。。。。" He Zihao also told the original conversation he had just had with the clan Gale.

As soon as the audience heard He Zihao say this, some players were unhappy, and they all said that they wanted to transfer to the past to teach the clan family a lesson.

"Thank you for your kindness, but my mother taught me that I have to solve my own affairs, and I am not afraid of being slapped in the face. In the future, when I grow up, I have enough strength to slap my face back, this is the real ability. He Zihao looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room and hurriedly said. I want to talk about "Fantasy Journey to the West: Shenkeng System" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~