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Chapter 35
Her hand trembled, and the phone she was holding fell to the bed with a "click".

After a pause of about ten seconds, she slowly stretched out her paw and grabbed the phone.

In order to see if she was dazzled, she sent a barrage.

[Management] Xiao Jingjiang:?

At the same time, some little detectives in the live broadcast room, who were paying close attention to the various dynamics of the event, discovered that there was an extra manager.

[Kuang Zai just clicked the mouse to set up a management? 】

[Is the setting wrong? 】

[This is the first manager in the history of Kuang Zai's live broadcast room, right? 】

[Why do I think Kuang Zai is slippery? 】

Lin Jing looked at the dense barrage and the management in front of his name, fell silent for two seconds, and sent another barrage in disbelief.

[Management] Xiao Jingjiang:? ?
She verified it twice in a row, and finally made sure that she was not dreaming. Like those people in the barrage, she subconsciously wanted to move her fingers to tap into WeChat, and asked if the event was due to hand slipping and mismanagement.

After a round of team battles, standing under the tower in the middle, taking advantage of the time when the hero returned to the city to replenish blood, he looked up and glanced at the barrage: "No hand slipping."

Hearing the sudden voice from the phone, Lin Jing stopped his movements and raised his eyelids to look at the screen.

With his head down, his broken hair covered his eyes, only his tall nose was exposed. He controlled the hero in the game, and said in a very casual tone, "Thanks for your hard work, Xiao Jing."

Lin Jing: "!!"

【? ? ? ? ? 】

[Who is Xiaojing sauce?Why do you think this name sounds familiar?Where did you hear it? 】

[The same ears are familiar, I feel like I know each other, which big fan is it? 】

[GDT is awesome!Congratulations to GDT!GDT without Miracle is invincible! 】

[It's not a big fan, the top [-] fans don't have this name at all? 】

[Oh, I remembered, a few days ago during Kuang Zai's live broadcast, I welcomed a fan, and that was Xiao Jingjiang. 】

[Fuck?What is their relationship?It's welcome, it's management, this is too doting?Envy envy. 】

【Who the hell is Xiao Jingjiang?Who is Xiao Jingjiang?Who is Xiao Jingjiang? 】

Yang Sinian's fans were still swiping their screens to scold the grand event, but the fan style of the grand event had changed, and all the attention was on Xiao Jingjiang.

After the grand occasion of dismantling the enemy's crystal, he looked up at the computer screen, moved his fingers back to the room to start the next round, and said lazily, "Who is Xiao Jingchan...it's our little manager."

This interaction made the barrage scroll even crazier.

[Is it a man or a woman? 】

[Do you know each other in real life? 】

The grand occasion started the next game.

Lin Jing thought he wouldn't interact with the barrage, but after choosing the hero, he moved his knuckles and looked up at the barrage for a while: "A little girl."

[Oh, it turns out they are sisters. 】

[I was so excited in vain, I thought Kuang Zai was going to get married. 】

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha marry out, absolutely. 】

[Okay, okay, the gossip is over, the Pidatang team and Yang Sinian, who has not been weaned until now and can't learn to walk independently, my wife is here. 】

The barrage painting style has become the tearful style before.

The game started. When Shengguan looked away from the computer screen, he scanned the word "sister". He clicked his tongue silently, and when he manipulated the hero to jump out of the crystal and into the jungle, he suddenly smiled with his eyes down. "She's really a little sister."

His sudden sentence caused a row of question marks in the barrage.

Lin Jing was stunned for a moment, realizing that he was talking about himself, his hand shook, and in an instant, there was no barrage in the live broadcast room.

After two seconds, she realized that she had accidentally pressed all mute.

After another two seconds, Lin Jing thought that as a manager, he could still post barrage, so he typed a few words pretending to be calm.

[Management] Xiao Jingjiang: I'm sorry, I'll kick the next person first.

[Anchor] Miracle: Good.

Lin Jing: "...!!"

In the entire live broadcast room, only the two of them could post barrage at this time.

The grand occasion can obviously speak, but it is unnecessary to type a word.

Lin Jing stared at the conversation between the two, and almost lifted the silence with his hands trembling.

She closed her eyes, managed to stabilize her mind, scrolled through the chat history, and sent the group of people who scolded the grand occasion into silence one by one.

...

The grand occasion started broadcasting at [-]:[-] and went down at [-]:[-].

Lin Jing put down his phone, just about to take a shower, but thought that he hadn't put dog food and water for Samoyed, so he picked up his phone again and went downstairs.

When she was changing the water for the Samoyed, he went downstairs with great pomp. He glanced at the girl squatting in front of the cage, without saying a word, went directly into the dining room, opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of mineral water from it, unscrewed the lid and drank it go outside.

"What's your name?" Lin Jing thought of Aunt Qin Yao calling this Samoyed dog every day, "Could it be called Gouzi?"

The grand occasion stopped: "Little bitter gourd."

Lin Jing turned around, "Huh?"

Sheng Kuan slowly screwed on the lid, and raised his chin towards the Samoyed who kept wagging his tail in the cage: "It, little bitter melon."

Lin Jing snorted, got up and said good night to Little Bitter Gourd: "Good night, Little Bitter Gourd."

grand occasion:"……"

After two seconds of silence, Sheng Kuan took the lead to walk to the elevator.

After entering the elevator, Shengguan pressed the 2nd and 3rd floors respectively. When the elevator was going up, he glanced at Lin Jing, as if thinking of something, "Wait a minute."

Lin Jing turned his head: "What?"

The elevator reached the second floor, the elevator door opened, and Sheng Guan raised his hand to block the door: "Don't go up, wait for me."

"Oh." Lin Jing took a step forward and blocked the elevator door.

The grand occasion withdrew his hand and entered the bedroom.

After less than 2 minutes, he came out of the bedroom, holding a small rectangular thin cardboard box in his hand.

Walking up to her, Sheng Guan handed her the paper box.

Lin Jing recognized at a glance that it was a mobile phone case, and it was also a peripheral of the Grand Event Signature Edition, not the kind of limited peripherals that are not takeaway.

She froze for a moment, raised her head and asked, "For me?"

"Yeah." Seeing that she didn't answer, Shengguan asked, "Don't you like it?"

Lin Jinglian shook his head and took the phone case: "No."

The grand situation said "um" again, and did not speak again.

"I'm going up." Lin Jing pointed to the top, and withdrew his hand blocking the elevator.

Sheng Guan stood outside the elevator and did not leave.

The elevator door slowed down for two seconds before closing.

Lin Jing looked down at the phone case, and while the elevator door was open, he said "ah" to the outside: "Is this management welfare?"

The grand occasion fell silent, turned and left.

(End of this chapter)