What Should I Do If the System Forces Me To Copy Books?

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"Let's be reasonable! We're not trying to **** the seedlings from you, Chungang, we just want to admire the looks of our younger brother and sister."

"Bring a little different color to the studio."

"Chungang, you've changed. What about the oath of the mountain alliance you made before, the good dog is rich and noble, don't forget it."

"We may not be human, but Chungang old thief, you are a real dog! The live broadcast is good, and suddenly you are ready to give us dog food."

"A scholar can be killed but not shamed, unless we see my sister-in-law."

"..."

Watching the readers in the live broadcast room were madly posting barrages like chicken blood, all of which were asking He Miao to leave the country for a live broadcast, which made Li Chungang couldn't help but look at himself under the camera.

No problem, still handsome.

But why did it suddenly feel a little unpleasant.

Li Chungang sneered: "Well, if I say now that there was an auditory hallucination in the live broadcast room just now, everyone here has heard it wrong, can you believe it?"

The voice just fell.

The screen full of "unbelief" began to dominate the screen, mixed with a few "I believe!", "What you say is what you say, I don't dare to refute it anyway!", "You have the final say if you have a big face" and so on. The text popup.

Well, I am afraid there is no way to perfunctory it this time.

What about the most basic trust between people?

Li Chungang was also very helpless. The live broadcast was going well, and he was about to transition to the next painting event. He didn't expect He Miao to suddenly shout like this at this time. It may also be that I was too focused on the live broadcast just now, and I didn't receive the content of the message sent by her on WeChat. When I called for the takeaway milk tea, I included his share, so I called it.

Well, never mind!

"Stay where you are and don't move. I'll go buy some oranges... Just kidding, I'll go get a milk tea and come back right away."

He said something to the camera, then pushed away the chair and hurried out of the study.

For details on buying orange stalks, please refer to "Back View" in the Chinese textbook for the first semester of the second year of junior high school.

As a country with nine years of compulsory education, there are very few people who have never attended junior high school. Naturally, they are very familiar with the article "Back", and Li Chungang mentioned that buying a few oranges is obviously taking advantage of them. "Self-occupation.

For a while, the barrage of the live broadcast room appeared uniformly denounced by readers!

Fortunately, Li Chungang was no longer in front of the computer at this time, so he couldn't see it.

Going down to the living room downstairs, I really saw He Miao sitting on the sofa leisurely, drinking milk tea and watching TV. There was no sense of nervousness like the new works that were nearing the shelves two days ago and needed to be updated. . I don't know if it's because of his luck. It looks like He Miao should be the kind that just got out of the shower. There are still small water droplets on his hair, and he is wearing a thin white home wide T-shirt. He was wearing sports shorts, and his legs were so casually placed on Shafa, slender and straight.

Li Chungang swallowed his saliva calmly, just in time to meet He Miao's glamorous eyes, if it wasn't for his self-control, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold back Shi Geng's appearance at this time!

He Miao said very calmly: "The milk tea is just in front of you, you don't care about your live broadcast?"

"The live broadcast is definitely going to continue, but because of your voice just now, the audience in the live broadcast room are asking you to leave the country. What do you think? I think a little face and a wave of fans will help the recovery. Subscribe or something."

Although it is not said on the surface, but every man has some "vanity" in his heart.

For example, four people in a dormitory at the university, no matter who has a girlfriend, can't help but share a wave with the brothers in the dormitory. You think he is sharing the joy in his heart with other people, but it is not, just It's like showing off in front of the brothers in the dormitory to satisfy his vanity.

It's not that He Miao hasn't shown her face. At the recent Longteng annual meeting, whether it's taking the stage to accept the award or flashing by in the audience, her face has all appeared, but it's almost a lapse of time. A year later, readers are also curious about what she looks like now, and if there is any change.

......

In less than five minutes, Li Chungang reappeared in front of the camera with a cup of milk tea.

Seeing his reappearance, the viewers in the live broadcast room were both curious and disappointed. They were curious about what happened when he left. If they were disappointed... they were disappointed that the seedling they were looking forward to did not appear in the end. in front of the camera.

"That's it!?"

"It didn't last for five minutes, huh, man."

"As expected, he is the first man in the online article. Deduct the pre-conciliation and follow-up, and there is still time to take off your pants. I bet it's less than three minutes!"

"Tell everyone a horror story that I have personally experienced: when I passed a certain milk tea shop today, there was a pile of ready-made milk tea next to an extremely ugly woman at the door, saying that as long as any man is willing to let her kiss her Just a cup of milk tea for free. I carefully observed it, and it looks very similar to the cup of milk tea in the hands of Chungang old thief."

"Yes, yes, I happened to pass by that milk tea shop today."

"God Chungang is so terrifying~"

"..."

Regarding the content of the barrage that everyone made fun of, Li Chungang pretended not to see it, without frowning~www.readwn.com~ As long as he wanted to, he could make up three or five pieces of it in one minute. No problem, if nothing happened, I continued to take a sip of milk tea, then put it aside at will, and adjusted the most comfortable sitting posture:

"Cough cough~ The fruit shop said that the oranges just sold out today, and I will invite the water friends in the live broadcast room to eat another day. Let's continue the topic just now, let's see what kind of interesting works the multi-talented readers will show you. Woolen cloth."

You're welcome to say, Li Chungang really looked forward to the readers' paintings at the beginning, but after he officially started this session and opened the event Weibo, the whole person... No, it should be said that the whole live broadcast room " The style" is completely different.

"Fuck!"

"Are you serious?"

"I'm even better at drawing with my feet than you!"

"Push you down the street~"

"..."

In the next half hour, Li Chungang, who was originally known to readers as gentle and elegant, frequently burst out "golden sentences", and the expression on his face was more unnatural and unnatural, and even a little uncomfortable.

I really overestimate my readers' paintings.

It really fits that sentence: people and ghosts are all showing off, and only oneself is being beaten!

The vast majority of these paintings can no longer be called works at all. It may be more appropriate to call them graffiti, which is fine, but many people spoof it for the sake of spoofing, and the content of the paintings is just **** no.

The beautiful young Xu Fengnian was drawn like a stickman.

Have you ever seen Li Chungang, the sword **** who ran to carry a dragon slaying knife without holding a sword?

That style of painting is not just hot eyes, but completely subverts people's "three views" in minutes, and the three views must follow the five senses!