Life is a Game

Liu Qian has long forgotten to eat, completely forgot about the live broadcast.

Strangely, instead of leaving, the audience in the live broadcast room was even more fierce. The full-screen scrolling barrage is overwhelming, creating the illusion that this is a popular anchor live broadcast room.

"Sexy anchor, angry online."

"You look at the phone, I'm begging you to look at the phone!"

"Pissing anchor, followed, followed."

"What the **** isn't it making spicy rice cakes? Why is it a black screen?"

"Spicy Chicken Anchor, 呸!"

Uh ...

At this time, there are about 3,000 people in Liu Qian ’s live room, and the number of viewers is constantly rising. It is not clear how many live people are, but the number and intensity of the barrage alone should be quite large.

Although the screen is black, the sound is there.

The sound of the members of the rice cake, the collision of the tableware, and the dense footsteps mixed together. But what is clearest is the "zizi" sound of rice cakes on barbecue paper.

Who told Liu Qian to put the phone on the baking tray?

Black screen, light and sound, can give people infinite reverie.

"I was so hungry listening to my voice ('° ???????? ω ° ???????? ｀)"

一 As soon as this barrage came out, many people who insisted on brushing "annoying anchors" in the live broadcast also said that they were hungry, and for a time "starved me to death" and "annoying anchors" almost divided the world.

For more than thirty people, each person ordered rice cakes and cabbage baking trays were almost empty. Ji Yue was preparing to continue grilling chicken wings, and accidentally saw Liu Qian's cell phone rolling in a black but full screen, and reminded her.

"Qian Qian, is it OK for you to broadcast live?" Ji Yue said.

倩 Liu Qian was dipping the remaining hot sauce on the barbecue paper with spring rolls and was reminded by Ji Yueyi that she had forgotten about the live broadcast. Liu Qian quickly put down her chopsticks and picked up her mobile phone, and she saw the full screen of "annoying anchor" and "starved me to death".

Turning the camera into a front-facing camera to point the lens at herself, Liu Qian apologized to the audience in the live room: "I'm sorry, guys, I just remember to eat and didn't pay attention to the live broadcast. That spicy fried rice cake has just finished Let me show you the baking sheet! "

The next second, an empty baking pan appeared on the screen, not even the hot sauce on the barbecue paper.

"The annoying anchor."

"Pissing anchor (????????????)?"

"I'm annoying anchor, strongly urge to make another!"

Mm "mmp, I'm even hungry when I see this empty baking pan!"

Liu Qian looked at Jiang Feng, he was preparing a small hot pot. I saw him add a lot of spices to the pot, and then put the meatballs, staple food and vegetables in order.

Turning the camera to herself, Liu Qian said: "Our president is going to eat himself, and I do n’t have time to make another one. I just saw someone say hungry. Let ’s go eat first. Today ’s live broadcast is here. "

倩 Liu Qiang waved the camera and turned off the live broadcast.

Before the live broadcast room actually turned into a black screen, everyone heard Liu Qian's last sentence—

"President, the seasoning you add to the pot is ..."

弹 The barrage in the live room showed a short pause, and the randomness was even more crazy.

"I'm annoying anchor, I'm really mad! (╯ ‵ □ ′) ╯︵┻━┻"

"Sexy anchor, irritating offline."

"The annoying anchor, offline annoying."

"Three minutes, I want to know all the information about this anchor."

"It's irritating for two hours and five minutes of live broadcast."

Uh ...

的 After the audience in the live broadcast room brushed the barrage for a while and vented, the suspect suspected his integrity and left the live broadcast room.

Liu Qian didn't know that her irritating behavior had caused her a lot of attention. She made a live broadcast of the ticket type. It was only fun to see a roommate in the same dormitory as the anchor. It was not fun, not even hobbies. She was very concerned about the Buddha.

Since Jiang Cong has a seasoning mix, Liu Qian has been focusing on eating shabu-shabu.

After seeing Jiang Feng's operation of frying rice cakes on barbecue paper, many people followed suit and failed without exception. Seeing everyone changing the barbecue paper one by one, Jiang Feng smiled a little, hiding her strength and name.

"President, will you participate in this year's good cooking contest?" After drinking enough, everyone sat in a chat and chatted, Wu Minqi, who had been silent for a while, asked suddenly.

"Good taste, is it the one who sells soy sauce?" Liu Zixuan interjected.

A city has a well-known soy sauce brand called good taste, but it is also limited to the area near A city, there is little visibility outside the province.

"Yes, it is sponsored by that brand. The first place has a prize of 100,000 yuan. The restaurant can also get the cover of Zhiwei Magazine. Participants are limited to a single person and the age is under 28." Wu Minqi said, "I want to participate . "

Zhi Zhiwei is also a small celebrity in China as a gourmet magazine.

"Do you still cook?" Liu Zixuan was startled.

What kind of fairy club is this? They can cook more than they can play chess.

啊 "Ah, Minqi's family just opened a restaurant, one Michelin star, Wu family restaurant, we are very famous there." Liu Qian looked up and interrupted.

Open a restaurant ...

星 One Michelin star ...

Restaurant ...

Qi Jiangfeng felt that the poor chess club had mixed in a glittering white rich beauty.

"Would you like me to help you?" Jiang Feng asked. Although the competition is limited to a single player, the chef should be able to prepare a vegetable cutter with a beater.

"I think you can also participate." Wu Minqi laughed. "I tasted the pastries you made when I was recruiting in the community. After that, I would like to test with you."

No wonder Wu Minqi never used the social welfare to eat in a healthy cooking restaurant after entering the chess club.

叮 "Ding, there are optional side missions, please choose your own."

The game really is not too big to see the fun.

"Okay." Jiang Feng answered.

Successful party dinner is over ~ www.readwn.com ~ When everyone returns to school, it is already more than 9 pm. Ji Yue went to the healthy cooking restaurant to help. Jiang Feng sent WeChat and Comrade Wang Xiulian to go back to the dormitory.

As soon as she entered the dormitory, she saw Wang Hao paralyzed on the bed.

"Business is good in the shop today?" Jiang Feng guessed.

"It's so good, it's really exhausting me." Wang Hao said weakly and weakly.

Qi Jiangfeng smiled, and his elbows did not fade away. It seemed that he had doubled the burden of taking out food at dinner.

Enter the toilet and open the property panel.

[Challenge Challenger]: As the heir of the Wu family restaurant, Wu Minqi has excellent talents in cooking since childhood, and it is hard to meet rivals of his peers. He is known as the most promising person of the young generation of the Wu family. A piece of mung bean cake on the welcome of A large society made her happy. As the most promising person of the young generation of the Jiang family, players are asked to face Wu Minqi's challenge and defeat Wu Minqi in the good taste cooking contest. [Choose: Yes / No]

Min Jiangfeng: ...

I do n’t know, all the mung bean cakes were made by Jiang Jianguo that day.

Click Yes.

[Challenge Challenger]: As the heir of the Wu family restaurant, Wu Minqi has excellent talents in cooking since childhood, and it is hard to meet rivals of his peers. He is known as the most promising person of the young generation of the Wu family. A piece of mung bean cake on the welcome of A large society made her happy. As the most promising person of the young generation of the Jiang family, players are asked to face Wu Minqi's challenge and defeat Wu Minqi in the good taste cooking contest. Task progress (0/1)

Mission Tips: There is a big difference in strength between the player and Wu Minqi, please improve your strength as soon as possible.

Mission reward: a kitchen knife.

I was too real.

Qiu Jiangfeng was silent.