Transformed Into a Wild Female Anchor

Jia Long was meditating while watching the barrage.

But overall, her strength is still too weak.

Perhaps they had been confronting the New World Organization before and became a thorn in their eyes, but Jia Long himself did not think that he had the ability to pose the slightest threat to them.

So after looking at it and thinking for a long time, Jia Long decided to sleep well.

The sky is falling and there is a tall man against her, who cares about her.

"Anyway, as I told you a few hours ago, this kind of thing is not something we should take care of, just take care of our own business, so I have to sleep, and I’m tired today, good night, fool fans Don’t be fooled by the New World Organization."

"Good night Xiaolong."

"Long Lord, bye, but I will still watch you sleep."

"Who foolish, fool anchor."

"We're not so stupid. We won't be fooled by the New World Organization's rhetoric. Good night, idiot anchor."

After watching the barrage, Jia Long no longer cares about the World Organization Renewal event, throwing away these mixed thoughts, taking off two coats, wearing two layers of clothes, and slipping into his sleeping bag.

"Ahhhhh, it's so ice! My feet won't get hot anyhow, someone will help me warm my feet, ooh."

The girl's neck and head were all wrapped in sleeping bags, still shivering with cold.

On the barrage, there are naturally a large number of "volunteer" fans of men and women who are eagerly looking forward to helping Lord Long cover his feet.

"Bah, I don't want you to help cover your feet, hehe, I haven't washed my socks for a few days, but my feet are very smelly."

Jia Long chuckled a weird smile, and then regardless of everyone, she put on her blindfold and squinted herself.

In the tent, the small stove burning gas is still burning at the minimum temperature, so that the temperature of the tent can be maintained as much as possible, but care must be taken to prevent poisoning and fire.

Moreover, in the tent, there are still a few jackets that Jia Long has changed, and some private women's clothes are invisible to the drone.

When Jia Long saw this during the live broadcast, she would be frightened. She was afraid that the drone would accidentally take the photo and she would be embarrassed.

Fortunately, drones do not make such low-level mistakes.

Some of the audience who had said good night to Jia Long left, but most of them did not leave.

Some of them are admiring the beauty of the little beautiful woman's sleep, while others are still discussing things about the New World Organization.

After all, although Jia Long has been saying that the New World Organization has nothing to do with their ordinary people, in fact, the New World Organization and this Long Ye live broadcast room are "old friends". Since they first surfaced, Jia Long has been with them. They began to deal with each other, even the enemy of life and death.

How can this keep fans from discussing it?

As for Jia Long himself, he didn't care about it at all.

She fell into a deep sleep...

"what?"

In the dream, the girl seemed to see another chubby herself.

The other party is only one meter away from the girl, but different from the beautiful ‘Long Lord’ here, she has an inferiority complex on her face and has a disheveled hair.

"Jia Long?"

The girl was amazed and screamed.

The chubby girl raised her head timidly, and looked at her slender.

At this moment, she didn't seem to be the thin one, but suddenly grasped two perspectives of her own.

From a fat point of view, he looked at him as thin as lightning, with a slender figure, as if he was an angry flower.

From a thin point of view, looking at him as fat as a flower, with a bloated figure, it seems that he has been thrown away on the ground without anyone paying attention to shit.

"what's up."

Sharing two perspectives, she almost screamed in shock.

Then, beside the two of hers, vaguely, another mysterious woman walked out of her body covered in mist, looming and looming.

This is another girl's identity.

Under this status, she is extremely powerful, and her self-confidence is also stronger than ever before.

From the perspective of a third party, the powerful self here seems to make people obsessed.

But without looking at it, the girl realized that she shared her own perspective in the ‘fog’ here again.

There are three pairs of eyes at the same time, looking at two different selves.

It's too amazing and too incomprehensible.

"System, are you messing up again? Or am I dreaming. It's too uncomfortable. Hurry up and let me change back to the way I was."

The girl's eyes were uncomfortable and she was almost dizzy.

But in the next moment, she was hit by the hold-down method.

"As it is? Which as it is?"

Which one is oneself, or which one is ‘Jia Long’?

She suddenly couldn't figure it out.

Logically speaking, the chubby Jia Long is the real Jia Long, and if she changes back, she over there is the real one.

But when I change back, where I am now will go...

Wilderness, is it me?

It didn't seem to be right, she always felt a little faint sense of isolation.

So, is the ‘Fu Shenlong’ that I look forward to the most but also hate the most?

"No, neither is right."

She stumbled, and all three bodies were wobbly, as if she couldn't bear these thoughts.

Gradually, beside the bodies of the three girls, a thin but indistinct figure of a thin male figure emerged.

The girl looked up.

"No, this is not, I can't go back anymore, it's not me... Then who is me, who am I?"

She didn't even give birth to the idea of ​​looking at the outline more, and even the specific face of the familiar figure in her mind had long been forgotten.

She doesn't know who she is anymore.

Worry, anxiety, depression, uncomfortable, nausea, all came to my heart for a while.

She was confused and at a loss, as if she was nowhere to stay, as if no one was herself, and she didn't know what she was.

This is the source of her pain all the time.

Suddenly, a gently flying machine slowly approached her.

The girl raised her head.

At the bottom of this machine, there is a bright screen with colorful and colorful colors.

Inside were all a woman, with a firm complexion, facing danger, and often fighting to the end without fear.

And the barrage on the screen, one by one, was frantically swiping, and they were all words touched by the spirit of this woman.

In fact, the girl in the picture is not so determined. She is also shaken, sad, and almost collapsed.

The joys and sorrows finally converged into a single image.

"I... it's me... this is me. That's right, it's me. I'm like this."

The girl whispered about the picture, and gradually, her three palms came together slowly.

Fat, thin, foggy shadow, recombined into a single person.

A face.

On this face, there is the cowardice of a fat girl, as well as the firmness and beauty of a thin girl, and there is also a mysterious look.

"This is me—Jia Long, not the bloated and fat Jia Long, nor the thin and charming Jia Long, nor the confident and mysterious Wu Shenlong, but a mixture of all the characteristics, the most authentic Jia Long. "

Jia Long whispered about the screen quietly. She had a hunch that she was reborn in this world for half a year and happened over the past six months. Perhaps the true witness is such a small screen...

It is not sad, because through the small screen, she became friends with countless people.

Don’t be inferior, don’t be afraid that no one will recognize your efforts, and don’t worry about everyone being jealous of your own bravery. Everything is shown to everyone on the screen.

I am who I am.

"Wo...it's...well...wo!"

The girl babbled, suddenly in her sleeping bag, she waved her little fist.

"what……"

Feeling the restraint, she was amazed, opened her eyes, but it was half darkness under the blindfold.

Untie the blindfold, and the first thing you see is the bright and dazzling Antarctic sunlight outside the tent.

Then, hang it in the tent to dry, piece by piece of clothing, etc.

Then, just now in my dream, I saw the whirling ‘screen’.

At this time, a large number of barrage on the screen is emitting.

"Scare me!"

"Why do you scream suddenly? Talking in a dream?"

"What's Meng Longlong's name, I am me? Are you drowsy?"

"Puff ha ha ha, don't understand, Long Ye has finally become a child?"

"It's too cute, Wo Xi Wo."

The girl stared at the screen, her eyes were at a loss as she had just woke up, and her eyes were sleepy.

Then, his eyes gradually changed.

"You just slept, and I didn't talk in sleep."

She stared at a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, and stretched out her hand to wipe the icy drool on her chin.

Then, looking at the shining screen of the drone, as if recalling something, the girl's eyebrows stretched lightly, and the beautiful phoenix eyes gradually bend into small crescents.

Blooming a beautiful smile that makes people fascinated.

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