, This battle was won without any suspense, and Bu regret won three firsts with a face, the highest basic experience, the most tanks destroyed in a single game, and the most medals obtained. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the update, the various medals and commendations have changed a lot, the most important one is the addition of rewards such as Kill Rings, and the number of medals has also increased. Make players more competitive.

"Wow, special commendation, envy!"

"Until now, there are only three special awards, alas!"

"Don't look at how much damage the cabbage god hits, there are more than four thousand on the bright side! Can it be compared? ”

……

Playing such a good record, not only is it beautiful in the heart of repentance, but even the audience's minds are active, and they have rewarded or sent barrages to regret a few more fights.

After all, people more or less like to fantasize, and if they are not capable of accomplishing certain things, they tend to pin this kind of thinking on others to satisfy their own fantasies.

"No more fighting, no fighting! I'm so tired! In the end, he regretted and refused.

Bu Cheng is not one of those small anchors who are struggling on the food and clothing line, in addition to the live broadcast industry, he also has income such as publishing videos and selling advertising space, and it is not low.

There's no need to exhaust yourself for the sake of streaming. Step regret has that self-knowledge.

[The snail on the bamboo threw a hundred grenades at the anchor's cabbage, let's take a look at the anchor's miserable appearance! ] 】

(P.S. Let's play two, it's a tip, no thanks!) ）

"Roar, roar, roar ~ real tyrant!"

"Snail Hao, ask for support......"

"Don't worry, cabbage, I'll give you a reward when my internship is over!"

……

The snail on the bamboo didn't say anything, and directly rewarded Grandpa Mao, who was a thousand yuan of Bu Cheng, which made it difficult for Bu Cheng, as an anchor, it was no different from an artist.

As an anchor, the most important thing is popularity, however, the local tyrants in the audience are the main way for the anchor to make money, it can be said that as long as the local tyrants are happy, money is not a problem.

I believe that many anchors will or have done all kinds of things without a lower limit in order to reward local tyrants, but it is difficult to regret it.

Just now, Bu Cheng received a text message from Mu Qixue, asking him to accompany her to exercise tomorrow morning, which is nothing, anyway, Bu Cheng goes every morning, just one more person.

I'm afraid that the live broadcast will be too late and delay the time. Thinking of this, it's a bit of a brainstorm, people demand equality between men and women, but when it comes to waiting, girls can be late, but boys can't.

Ping went to Java, although he muttered, but Bu regret was not stupid enough to reason with Mu Qixue, he was self-aware, and it didn't make sense to reason with girls.

In reply, in the case of the incompatibility of the fish and the bear's paw, Bu regret still gave up the fish, after all, money can be earned, but the bear's paw of girlfriend is scarce.

"Snail Hao, I'm really sorry, there is something tomorrow morning, and I can't sleep late today. So can't meet your requirements anymore! Bu regretted and refused.

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for the audience to refute and interrupt, Bu Cheng hurriedly said: "That's it, as compensation for Snail Hao, I will broadcast live tomorrow night and explain how to play a certain map." The first one you touch, say which one! ”

"66666, my uncle is starting class again!"

"Wow, I'm looking forward to tomorrow night, subscribe, be sure to listen!"

"Damn, there's still twelve hours until six o'clock tomorrow afternoon, how can this be boiled!"

"Recently, I watched my uncle's live broadcast, and watching other people's is boring."

"That's right, either the blind cat meets the dead mouse and hits the smooth water, or all kinds of abuse back to the garage, bored to death!"

……

Seeing that the audience's attention was diverted, Bu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, if he was brought up by the black fans, Bu Cheng would not be able to speak even if he was porous.

"That's all for today, good night brothers!" Bu Cheng said hello and turned off the live broadcast.

"Whew, I'm tired!" Bu Cheng stood up and moved his body, and looked back at the chair he had made, which was still a hardwood chair for eating.

It seems that it is time to buy a seat for the competition, otherwise I will have to sit ill if I continue like this. Bu Cheng muttered.

This is not alarmist, many so-called white-collar workers are sitting down with problems, especially waist and cervical spondylosis.

Although professional racing seats cannot eliminate these diseases, they can indeed reduce the chance of disease, after all, they are all ergonomic.

After thinking about this matter for a while, I left him behind, and now the most important thing is to go to the toilet, and I regret that this is also a fight.

It's been more than three hours since the live broadcast, and I haven't been to the toilet once, and now as soon as I relax, I suddenly feel like my bladder is going to explode.

Boom~

"Cool~" Bu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, shivered all over his body, flushed the toilet with water, and went to the kitchen to find water to drink after washing his hands.

Drink water and pee before going to bed, this is what Bu regret was forced to do by the grandmother of the orphanage director in his previous life, and he vaguely remembers his previous life when he was a child.

Every night before a large group of children went to bed, the grandmother would force them to go to the toilet one by one to pee, and then force them to drink a large jar of water.

The jar was not the kind of jar smashed by Sima Guang, but an iron jar with a diameter of about 15 centimeters.

Just like that, Bu Cheng spent his childhood, and in his previous life until before his accident, the habits that Bu Cheng raised in the orphanage never changed.

Even in this life, Bu Cheng still drinks a large jar of water every night before going to bed, however, although the water molecule is still two hydrogen and one oxygen, the taste can't come back, and the kind old woman can never see it again.

Thinking of this, Bu Cheng snorted, and suddenly became melancholy.

Grunt, drank all the water in the jar in one go, wiped his mouth and returned to the bedroom, now without Liu Mei and Mu Qixue disturbing, the bedroom is back in his hands.

Collapsed on the big bed, found a comfortable position, covered the quilt with his hand, and fell asleep.

……

Early the next morning, Bu Cheng got up numbly.

And I got up refreshed.

It's not because of anything else, it's just that the jar of water last night turned directly into urine, and I woke up from my sleep.

didn't wear any underwear, and hurriedly rushed into the toilet, facing the toilet to release the water that had been held all night. The strength is so great that I am a little worried that the toilet will be pierced by urine.

However, it turned out that the repentance was wrong.

After washing, Bu Cheng just wanted to make breakfast by himself, and after thinking about it, I was going to exercise with my girlfriend for a while. It also strengthens relationships.

Thinking of this, Bu Cheng put down the work at hand, and saw that there was still plenty of time, so he turned on the computer, ready to find the information on the special seat for the game, settled down first, and planned to buy one when he took the time.