Several barrages floated past the top.

As far as the eye could see, there were words such as 'husband', 'wife', and 'I love you', Fu Li's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and her good-looking eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Are netizens too enthusiastic and unrestrained?

Immediately after, the picture shook, a flawless face was close at hand, the plain and fair skin could be broken by blowing, the crow-colored eyelashes were long and dense, and the black and white apricot eyes were shining with starlight.

It's as if you can see yourself through the screen.

Fu Li's eyes were dark, and the fingers on his side trembled slightly and tightened unconsciously.

For the first live broadcast, Su Jin was fiddling with the camera, thinking about how to get it.

The staff next to him hurriedly reminded: "Eh, you are too close." ”

"Oh." She nodded obediently and sat back in her chair.

In an instant, all kinds of gifts flew up, and the comments skyrocketed.

[Ahhh 】

[Mom asked me why I was kneeling and licking the screen.] 】

[I'll go, which local tyrant is Bang No. 1 father, instantly swiped millions, I'm sour, if I have money, I want to smash Jinbao. 】

[Fuss, seeing that he hasn't even changed his name or a random number, I'm afraid it's an internal brush, just brushing the data.] 】

.......

The live broadcast time is limited to half an hour.

Su Jin, who was in business, chatted with everyone, occasionally grabbed the fan comments that flashed by, and replied to them one by one.

In the last few minutes, his eyes suddenly swept over a question.

Which number do you like the most? 】

Su Jin was slightly stunned, and glanced at the username with the question prefix, which seemed to be the top of the gift list.

[Wow, Bang Yi Dad, look here! ] 】

[The local tyrant spoke, who said it was a brush just now. 】

Numbers?

After silently reading the question, almost without thinking about it, Su Jin blurted out: "Nine." ”

As soon as the words fell, fans responded quickly.

[Hahaha, what a coincidence, my lucky number is also nine.] 】

[It's good for a long time!] 】

[Speaking of which, Brother Li seems to have mentioned that he likes the number nine.......]

A line of words quickly crossed, but no one noticed, buried in the barrage army.

Half an hour went by in a flash.

Everyone reluctantly said goodbye.

Su Jin blinked, waved his hand, and clicked the next broadcast button.

In the next second, the picture suddenly turned black, but the man in front of the screen didn't seem to notice it, and his deep pupils lit up.

The corners of his mouth raised a shallow arc, and even his cold and hard face softened a little.

The picture of his first encounter with the captain came to mind.

At that time, he woke up in a drowsy state and inexplicably came to a strange world.

Surrounded by the stench of blood and rancidity, all kinds of hatred, hostility and fear were cast, and countless bullets were fired at his body.

Severe pain hit, obviously full of holes, but in the blink of an eye, it returned to its original state, experiencing the despair of life worse than death.

And at this moment, a beam of light suddenly tore through the pitch-black abyss and seeped into the depths of his heart.

The woman's expression did not change, and her fair-skinned slender hand reached out in front of her.

"You can follow me in the future, well——, there are eight people in my team, and you are ranked ninth, so you can be called number nine." She said.

Since then, this number has meant a lot to him.

And just now, although Su Jin's answer can't prove anything, through the two days of getting along, some of the little girl's little habits have been seen by him.

The answer seems to be becoming clearer and clearer.

It's just that......

Fu Li didn't understand.

Why did the other party have a blank expression when he first mentioned the end times?

It doesn't look like a fake.

Or is there something greasy in it?