The great god of online games has to send thousands of miles

Chapter 339 What kind of freak is he!
"Alright then." Tong Yao grabbed a doll and sat on the sofa.

Xiao Yijin went to the kitchen to wash her hands first, and then made a cup of honey water for Tong Yao, "The two guest rooms are full of game-related things. If you are bored, go and have a look, and take what you want."

Tong Yao nodded: "Okay."

Putting on the apron, Xiao Yijin went into the kitchen to work.

After watching TV for a while, Nursery Rhyme felt a little bored, so he went to the guest room to look at those fashions and figures.

Every piece of clothing is almost 100% restored, exactly the same as the clothes in the game, and what's even weirder...these clothes include men's clothing and women's clothing...

What does this guy collect girls' clothes for...

All the limited peripherals and figures are complete, and many of them are signed by the spokesperson of the game.

Looking at her male god's signature, the nursery rhyme became inexplicably sour, how could Xiao Yijin have so many signatures of her male god!
After looking at the figures, Tong Yao found some drawings on the bookshelf.

Feeling a little curious, she reached out and took the papers down...

Afterwards, everyone froze.

This manuscript is... the design draft of the fashion rewarded in the Christmas Love Arena!
There is also a questionnaire below.

At that time, when a new fashion was about to be released in the game, the official sent a questionnaire, asking players to write what their desired fashion would look like...

And this questionnaire...

She wrote it.

Xiao Yijin designed a new Christmas fashion according to the fashion she described.

It can also be said... This suit was born just for her.

What kind of freak is he, a hacker who can design and write songs?

What the hell did this guy do behind his back...

"Ugly girl, it's time to eat." Xiao Yijin stood at the door wearing an apron, watching Tong Yao holding something in her hand.

Then she came back to her senses and asked blankly, "This questionnaire is anonymous. How do you know it was written by me, and you even printed it out?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yijin smiled lightly: "It's anonymous with the player, but in our backstage, you can see the player ID."

Can...can you see?

At this time, Tong Yao suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She always thought that she didn't know, so every time the game questionnaire asked about players' suggestions and opinions, she would relentlessly complain about the game.

She thought she couldn't see her so she complained too much, but who knew that the backstage could see it.

Is that why she is black?

Because she often scolds the game, so... the official retaliates against her, and she won't be able to produce anything good...

Emmm...

I have to say that the game official is really too insidious. If you can see it, you can say it sooner, and say it anonymously.

Xiao Yijin stood at the door and watched the nursery rhymes underestimating in a low voice, and said coldly: "Every time you complain, the brothers in the technical department will take it out and read it aloud. I have to say, your writing is really bad, so you can scold me It’s just those few words, nothing new.”

Nursery Rhyme: "..."

Nursery rhyme: "Aren't the people in your company's technical department very idle? They even read my questionnaire aloud."

"The food is getting cold, do you have any questions, can you ask while eating?" Xiao Yijin was a little surprised that the nursery rhyme found the design draft, but she would know sooner or later, it doesn't matter.

"Oh." Tong Yao washed his hands, helped out with two dishes, and then began to fill up the rice. By the way, he also filled half a bowl of soup for himself and Xiao Yijin, and then shouted with a smile: "Xiao Yijin, hurry up and eat."

Xiao Yijin took off her apron and came out with two dishes after washing her hands. She saw Tong Yao sitting at the dining table with a bright smile and looking at him.

That smile was deeply etched into his mind.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the days after their marriage...

(End of this chapter)