Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Don't turn off the broadcast, anchor, I want to watch it again in your room, it's so old-fashioned!"

"Anchor, are you really in love with the courtyard? I want to go there too, how can I go there? It doesn't matter how much it is?"

"Don't turn off the broadcast, I finally saw one that suits my appetite today. It's so authentic, I like it."

"Just don't turn off the broadcast, you can broadcast it for a while, don't sleep, I will give you a gift."

"..."

He Zhiqiang burst into tears looking at the barrage on the live broadcast panel.

He would be so popular one day, I really didn't expect it!

But he still quickly clicked the button to turn off the broadcast. The live broadcast is fine, but it cannot affect his normal life.

After he closed the live broadcast room, he saw that his level was still level zero, and he could become level one with almost 300 more.

These levels don't seem to be of much use to him either.But rewarding gifts can be useful.

"There are so many steamed buns and miscellaneous grains, as well as white flour and rice, I really don't have to worry about food and clothing."

He Zhiqiang looked at the extra steamed buns and miscellaneous grains in the space, as well as bags of white flour and rice, blooming happily.

The gifts and rewards in the live broadcast room can be realized directly, or they can be given in kind.

There is no need to cash in on something like this that he usually eats, after all, he is not short of money.

"Going to sleep, I'll call Xu Damao tomorrow to receive a wave of gifts."

He Zhiqiang lay on the bed and closed his eyes, remembering that he was going to beat Xu Damao, who asked him to frame him?

This man deserves to be beaten!

the next day.

He Zhiqiang woke up and put on his clothes, turned on the live broadcast, took the washbasin to the sink and began to wash his face.

"The anchor got up so early?"

"This can't really be a courtyard full of love, can it?"

"This should be ten months. If you look at the layout around here, they are all exactly the same courtyard. Is the anchor's background fake?"

"The anchor, let me tell you something, does this background belong to P?"

"If you don't tell me, I thought the background was real, is it really fake?"

"......"

As soon as the broadcast started, more than 1000 people came in the live broadcast room, and some new water friends could see where it was.

But I wonder if this background is fake?

After all, the AI ​​technology is very strong now, and a green cloth is enough.

"Old irons, is this background fake? Isn't this sink, this stone hard?"

He Zhiqiang took an iron basin and smashed the stone in the sink, making a loud sound.

Dare to say that he is a green cloth?

The background is fake?

In this day and age, what kind of AI technology and what kind of P can go up, which P?

"By the way, veterans, how did you all see my live broadcast room?"

He Zhiqiang watched them talk to each other on the bullet screen, and looked at the language, and the way of speaking felt like his era.

After all, this is, in 1961, the green cloth of AI technology, but I don't know, there is no such thing.

"I just saw the age written on the live broadcast room, and it said "Qingman Siheyuan", so I clicked in."

"I came in as a direct hit, I just finished watching Siheyuan.

Just push me the live broadcast of the era, the era of big data is so good! "

"It's the same. I only saw this live broadcast after watching the Siheyuan of Love."

"I've seen Siqing Mansiheyuan before, I just saw that I haven't finished watching the 21 episodes of Manchurian Siheyuan."

"The Qingman Courtyard upstairs is very beautiful. You should take a look quickly. After watching it, you will know whether it is live or not."

"That's right, I saw Xu Damao yesterday, and it's exactly like a real person.

I don't even know how the anchor got into the courtyard. "

"..."

He Zhiqiang looked at the bullet screens and quickly scrolled up one by one

Probably understood it, that is, they all watched Qingman Courtyard before seeing his live broadcast.

It's true, if you don't watch Love Man Courtyard, live broadcast Love Man Courtyard, no one will watch it.

However, it is impossible to tell them his identity, because this is also part of the non-disclosure agreement for the live broadcast.

If he told these water friends who had never met before.

He traveled to the Qingman Courtyard, so the whole live broadcast room was going to be fried.

After all, after the founding of the country, monsters are not allowed to become spirits, so how to explain the time travel?

At that time, someone really needs to follow suit. If he really travels to the Qingman Courtyard, then his peaceful life will be gone.

"Mom, you suffered there, where is the money? I'll go buy some food so we can eat."

Supported by Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu, Jia Zhang slowly walked towards the middle courtyard.

Early this morning, the two of them went to Paichusuo to pick up Mrs. Jia Zhang.

If you don't behave positively, you won't even need money!

Jia Zhang's face was atrophied, his eyes were dull, and he let the two of them walk slowly.

She looked up and saw He Zhiqiang who was holding a washbasin.

Immediately, she was energized by anger, and it was because of He Zhiqiang that she lived there.

"He, He Zhiqiang, let me tell you, I'm going to die in front of your house today!"

Jia Zhang ran straight to He Zhiqiang's door and sat down.

Her posture was already obvious, and she wanted to stay in front of He Zhiqiang's door.

He Zhiqiang listened to the voice, turned his head and saw Mrs. Jia Zhang sitting in front of his door.

"Hey, Mrs. Jia Zhang is back. If you want to sit in front of my house, you can sit."

He Zhiqiang walked up to her with the washbasin, walked around and went back to the house.

At this time, the eggs in the kettle are also cooked.

Later, he will pickle some salted duck eggs, so that there is no need to boil the eggs.

"boom!"

He Zhiqiang walked to the door and closed it directly. He didn't want to be watched while eating.

[Negative energy emotion value from Jia Zhang's +999]

[Negative energy emotion value from Jia Zhang's +1000]

[Negative energy emotion value from Jia Zhang's +1200]

[Negative energy emotion value +2000]

"He Zhiqiang, why are you cowardly? If you have the ability, you still Baojing arrest me!"

Sitting on the ground, Mrs. Jia Zhang turned her head to look at the closed door, and cursed loudly.

She couldn't eat enough, couldn't wear warm clothes, had to recite old rules, and couldn't sleep well in there every day. She didn't want to go in there anymore.

"Mom, get up quickly, don't make trouble anymore, can we go home first?"

With an anxious expression on his face, Jia Dongxu walked to her side with a cane in one hand and begged.

His mother is really embarrassing him, now is the time to go to work.

The entire courtyard was full of people coming and going, and some people were already standing in the middle courtyard to watch the excitement.

"Qi Kai, what do you call me to make trouble? You are my son, don't you help me?"

Jia Zhang looked at him in disbelief and asked.

It's really a waste of raising this son, what a white-eyed wolf, he doesn't help her.

Let her live there for fifteen days.

Do you know how she spent fifteen days?