As an anchor, especially a big anchor, such a scare of fans will definitely be hacked to the end.

Didirui has always been a leader in paying attention to its image.

He is different from Neptune, who is the kind of straight man of steel.

Didirui has always been known as the noble son of the live broadcast room.

Personable.

Even if you hit a sworn enemy, you won't have too much emotional change.

But today, he actually said a roll word to the people watching the live broadcast.

Neptune over there was a little surprised.

But I was only taken aback for a moment.

After all, they are roommates.

He still understands what kind of character he has.

Usually hypocritical to death, when the flesh is very gentlemanly.

Like now.

Bey is a name he has been saying since his freshman year in high school.

Three years have passed.

It was about this time last year.

Bey suddenly returns, then disappears the same day.

The way to disappear is a flood of abuse.

He looked at the man, sat down in front of the computer, and deleted something clean.

I watched a video back and forth a dozen times.

Finally, he looked out the window.

It was a long time before he spoke.

"I believe her."

"She's not going to just go away."

"Someday, she'll be back."

"I also believe that there are people here besides me, waiting for her."

"It's not because she has any aura on her, it's just because she's bey."

For anything else, Neptune doesn't want to see, those things that go around in circles.

There is only one point, when the era of fighting came out, and now everyone is retiring Bey.

None of the steps are easy.

She dared to come and play this copy.

It meant that she was never afraid of anyone who would recognize her at such a time.

The scimitar is transverse, and the back is straight.

People said that her hand was injured and that it was not suitable to reappear.

The injured hand can still deal that kind of damage, and he can still turn things around without moving, and he can continue to fight.

Neptune couldn't imagine how powerful a person could be to digest the gloom that shrouded his body, and then reappear in front of people with his hands covered with blood and as cold as snow.

All he knew was.

Such bey.

It's worth the dichlorvos guy and so on, and it's even more worth this rolling word.

The live broadcast room exploded.

It's nothing more than scolding.

Di Di Rui didn't care: "Don't affect our brushing, just go to the garbage heap and stay in the garbage, wear a plastic bag to do justice, you?" Yes, I don't have the quality, don't link me to bey fans, you are bey fans, you are the people who believe in the Imperial League, so don't put me in that category, Dad, I just see that you are unhappy and want to scold you. ”

In the game, Mo Bei stopped because she sensed the pause of Didi Rui and Neptune.

"There will be a second wave."

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone, searched for Di Dirui's name, and glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room.

You don't have to think about it, you can understand what's going on, you can walk over and help Di Di Rui get a position: "These, they won't affect me, continue to brush the book, you pay attention to your own blood volume." ”

Didiri and Neptune were seen at the same time.

She knows?

Mo Bei's eyes were pale: "These words, listening to them over and over again, are nothing new, and they are quite boring." ”

Didiri opened his mouth.

This time, Feng Nai didn't move, just stood there, like the son of an ancient family, Haoyue Qingfeng was not as good as such a person.

It's just that if you look closely, you will find that there is a thick fog in his eyes.

Not to Didire, but something on the screen of the phone.

Boring?

Truly.

But even if it's boring, I don't want to see it.

Didirui seemed to be unable to bear it, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still like it?" ”

Mo Bei looked back: "What? ”

"Do you still like to play games?"