Chapter 219: I Became a Mascot by Being Unlucky (47)
He Yufan is obviously not afraid of being hacked.
In the past, when DRY and TUNK went head-to-head, although TUNK lost to DRY, it did not prove that there was any conflict between the captains of the two teams.
Now it is completely clear that there is conflict, and the conflict is great.
He Ning immediately quit the live broadcast room, and if he stayed, it was simply humiliating.
He Yufan wants this effect.
Bullying his girlfriend, how can one slap in the face be enough?
Even if he is quite unreasonable, he will be unreasonable to the end.
The team members next to them trembled, thinking that it was good that they didn't bully Ginger Roll usually.
It's ginger rolls eating melon seeds next to it, like watching a play.
He Yufan looked over, she immediately stopped eating melon seeds and looked at him innocently.
Well, it's He Shen himself who wants to take revenge, she's innocent, she's innocent.
Just brainwashed himself like this, and felt no guilt in his heart.
"Are melon seeds delicious?"
He turned on the live broadcast and turned his face sideways to look at the other side.
The expression and tone of voice are obviously different from before.
If it is said that when he faced the camera and talked to He Ning, he was unhappy and ridiculed, but now he is simply more sullier.
Who is the person who is watching?
That must be his little girlfriend officially announced on Weibo.
Protecting the short and protecting it like this, and not letting people live, it's just envy, jealousy, and hatred.
And it's all already hit the inside, and it seems that there is no way to change the fact.
Jiang Roll nodded: "It's delicious." ”
After speaking, he obediently pushed the melon seeds in front of He Yufan.
He Yufan looked at the melon seeds and felt that he was not as good as a bag of melon seeds.
The audience in the live broadcast room didn't see her appearance, but was attracted by her soft voice.
Her voice is very sweet, not the kind of deliberately disguised voice, it doesn't sound tired at all, it is crisp and crisp.
Now everyone only pays attention to what He Yufan's girlfriend looks like.
It's time to show your face, right?
He Yufan has no intention of letting Jiang Juan show his face, and Jiang Juan has no intention of showing his face.
The people in the team take turns to change the four rows, and the first person to form a box is off the field, and the next game is changed to the other.
In the first game, the ginger rolls were first boxed.
The people in the live broadcast room could see that they were deliberately letting the ginger roll, but they didn't expect that the ginger roll was not angry.
When it was the turn of the ginger rolls again, the ginger rolls had another accident.
The more times they go, the more fun they begin.
It seems that something terrible has been discovered, this girl, who seems to be very back, will always die a strange death.
In the back, Jiang Juanpao pulled a bag of potato chips over and ate potato chips: "You fight, I'll watch." ”
The tone was still a little aggrieved, making people want to touch her head.
It's weird and pitiful.
Blame the poor little kid for starting to milk her teammates.
"Ye Jingshu, you can take it easy."
"He Shen Kombat, 255 Southwest."
The success rate is as high as 90%.
It is also unambiguous to milk the enemy.
As the hours-long live broadcast drew to a close, everyone began to be in a trance.
Mom, this young lady is a monster.
Milk who is unlucky.
Fans sent out a heartfelt suggestion: "The next time I play, I hope that the young lady will go to the sidelines, and it is best to milk other teams loudly, although I believe that Arigajin is fine, but DRY really needs you." ”
Jiang Juan glanced at the barrage and said, "Okay, I'll milk loudly." ”
Don't say it, the young lady is quite down-to-earth.
They also wanted to send a barrage to attract the attention of Jiang Juan, but they heard He Yufan say: "It's almost time to go to bed, go to bed early and get up early to be healthy." ”。
After speaking, he put his hand on the mouse, obviously to turn off the rhythm of the live broadcast room.