After binding the king's red envelope group, I have soared

Chapter 103 Are You Really Here?

"Hiss—" Qi Yang gasped in pain, covered his chin with one hand and couldn't speak, pointed at her tremblingly with the other hand, accusing her evil deeds silently with his eyes.

"Hey, I'm sorry." Wang Huanhuan stuck out his tongue guiltily, quickly glanced at the computer and wrote down the host's name and platform, and slipped into the living room before Qi Yang recovered.

"This girl..." Qi Yang, Xu Chenxi's long-time fan and manager of the live broadcast room, Newton's home has no apples, rubbing his chin that still hurts slightly, and smiled triumphantly as he looked at the back of his cousin Wang Huanhuan who fled: "Isn't it just because of being caught by someone?" I am here."

"Okay, then congratulations to the 1 lucky geese who were drawn in the first wave. The second wave will start in 10 seconds. If you are interested, deduct 2 from the barrage."

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When we are fools?
Can we be tricked by you for the second time?

The barrage expressed disdain for Yaowanzi's repeated routines, and only a few naive new fans still posted 1 seriously on it.

"Then I'll start taking screenshots now, and the top 10 are the lucky geese drawn this time."

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!!!

What are you talking about? !

Are you serious? ! !

Are you really serious? ! ! !
The old fans who thought they were old fried dough sticks almost didn't perform a 360-degree forward roll, back roll, spiral ascending to the sky, and then landed and slid to kneel on the spot.

Wanzi, Wanwan, Wanbaoer, we were wrong, don't do it, don't do it, don't do it, don't do it, give it a chance to knock 1 before you do it.

are you the devil are you?

It's a pity that Xu Chenxi didn't hear their voices, and has already displayed the 10 captured IDs on the screen:
"The babies who won the lottery will send me the address by private message after the live broadcast."

"So, that's all for today's live broadcast. I'm the anchor who didn't finish his homework in your idle live broadcast room. You can call me Wanzi, bye."

The screen flickered and then turned into pitch black, leaving only the last barrage stubbornly slid across the live broadcast room.

Meng Meng Luo: So why use the tone of Taobao customer service, talking about the introduction of the broadcast, and saying goodbye to the next broadcast?
Xu Chenxi, who had downloaded the broadcast, stretched her waist, and called one by one to pick up the next day's delivery according to the address received in the private message. Then, she took the homework book next to her and started to write without complaint.

In fact, she is just an ordinary middle school girl who is about to take the midterm exam and hasn't finished her homework today.

The room returned to silence, except for the rustling sound of the signature pen across the white paper.

The girl's soft hair hangs down from her shoulders, and a few strands stick to the side of her face mischievously. She only tilts her head slightly, focusing on the world in her pen.

Beside her, under the small table lamp with off-white warm light, a small hourglass is silently pouring out light blue quicksand, time slows down on her body, and the room is not too big or small. The years are quiet.

For the mid-term exam, Xu Chenxi brushed through three practice papers and fifty practice papers. The day before the exam, he specially gurgled the live broadcast and read through the books before daring to close his eyes.

Before entering the examination room, I also met the class teacher Liang Pinyi.

Liang Pinyi saw her, walked over and patted her on the shoulder, then gave her a meaningful look, and then continued to walk to the examination room where she was proctoring.

Xu Chenxi: ...

I feel like I've received a cue.

Does that look just mean: If you don’t do well in the exam this time, you will obediently roll back to the accommodation for the old lady to receive unified counseling and management.

(End of this chapter)