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Chapter 19 Huabei live broadcast, I want it

Chapter 19 Huabei live broadcast, I want it
Wen Fengxi threw the phone back into Han Yue's arms, and said expressionlessly, "Are you free? Come here when you are free, solo with me one by one."

Who dares to get close to Wen Fengxi to seek abuse.

The three shook their heads like a rattle.

Han Yue said, "I'm not idle, I'm going to practice guns."

Mu Fei: "I'll go to the European server to compete for the ranking."

Wang Hao and Wen Fengxi looked at each other with big eyes: "...Mu Fei and I are in a double row."

Wen Fengxi turned his attention to his computer screen and started a practice hand.

Wen Fengxi's solo row strength is almost divine, not to mention the fish pond game, it is almost a god blocking and killing a god, and a Buddha blocking and killing a Buddha.

Skydiving marked the airport with the most people, picked up a UZI and shot the two people behind.

Half an hour later, Wen Fengxi killed the last Voldemort, and an English word representing victory popped up on the game interface.

"winnerwinnerchickendinner" (winnerwinnerchickendinner)

He paused for a moment, and didn't turn on the next one. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his father.

Wen Fengxi: Has the Huabei live broadcast mentioned last time been bought by someone?

Wen's father replied quickly: "Not yet, what's the matter?"

Wen Fengxi typed: Help me prepare the acquisition materials, I want it.

Father Wen was quite surprised: Are you enlightened?
Wen Fengxi's typing speed slowed down, and he replied with a hmm.

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The days without Wen Fengxi's intervention seemed to have returned to the most normal time.

He said he was going to come to the graduate school, but the fans squatted in the graduate school for a few days, but they didn't see Wen Fengxi.

Jiang Huaichu took this afternoon class all day today, and it was relatively relaxed. He swiped his phone and walked back with a book in his arms.

When passing by the iconic century-old sycamore tree in Qingda, I didn’t forget to take a photo and post it on Weibo.

【The new semester also has to work hard~】

Fans responded quickly, and there were more than 100 replies in a short while.

【Looks great! 】

[The first day of junior high school is indeed at Qingda University! !Seek chance! 】

[Why don't you post a selfie!why! (knife holder neck)]

Jianghuai selected a few replies at the beginning, and when he was about to quit, a hot news popped up.

[The new owner acquires Huabei Live and intends to withdraw its shares and become the largest holder of Huabei]

Jiang Huaichu was still very interested in his future boss, clicked in to see, the description of the new boss was ambiguous, and it was impossible to guess who it was.

Anyway, sooner or later he would know, Jiang Huaichu simply put the phone away.

Turning a corner, she saw Jiang Qingyi, the second person she least wanted to see.

Hmm... Wen Fengxi is the No.1 choice.

Jiang Qingyi and several of her younger sisters who were also dressed in gorgeous clothes walked together, chatting and laughing, and was quite surprised when they saw her: "Isn't this Jiang Da's internet celebrity? It's a coincidence."

Jiang Huaichu didn't pay attention to her, put the phone in his pocket, and went around from one side.

A little sister in Jianghuaichu who wore white mink fur pushed her: "Didn't you hear Qingyi calling you, are you deaf?"

Jiang Qingyi looked at her leisurely, as if she didn't know her.

Jiang Huaichu brushed his hair in a good temper: "Didn't you see that I don't want to talk to you, are you mentally retarded?"

"You!" The girl in the white sable fur panicked.

Jiang Qingyi pulled her up: "Forget about Xiaomeng, the quality of those Internet celebrities is low, it's not like you don't know."

Jiang Huaichu was about to be laughed at by her: "You say that my quality is low, so don't mess with me, brother, please go away."

(End of this chapter)

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