The audience was trying to find a decent reason for Jiang Yuan's behavior.

They made some analysis that was barely reasonable, such as "Since you have started, you must keep doing it", "Keep your promise" and "Deepen your relationship with your friends".

The celestial beings who cannot see the barrage also have similar thoughts.

Jin Min came to Jiang Yuan's side and asked if this was the case.

Jiang Yuan glanced at the barrage and turned to the backs of him and Paimon in the video in front of him. He leaned back on the chair he had conjured up and lazily denied their views while holding his chin.

"You are overthinking," he explained to the celestial beings and the live broadcast room audience at the same time. "Paimon and I were bored at the time. Living together would be less embarrassing and we could pass the time."

"By the way, it would be great to get some gifts from friends."

Jin looked at his confident expression for a moment in silence.

Suddenly he clapped his hands: "What a great idea! I can try it in the future."

"..."

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing, Brother Jiang!"

"Brother Jiang can just take care of his own business. He also taught the gods bad things!"

"Ahhhh, the expressions of the little gods are not right!"

"This is not good. Is Shuang really not going to kick Brother Jiang out of Cloud City because he teaches bad children?"

"Frost: smile.jpg"

"Looking at Shuang's expression, he must have no such plan."

"Have you seen any big changes in his expression?"

"...it seems not."

"It's over. If you narrow your eyes, you are a monster. Brother Jiang is in danger."

Jiang Yuan turned around and looked at Shuang sitting on one side.

Shuangzheng watched the video he played with a smile, without any emotion.

The expression is quite refreshing.

"What's wrong?" Shuang looked at him with a smile, her expression was very soft.

Although it wasn't like the kind of squinting eyes in anime where the pupils couldn't be seen, Jiang Yuan felt a chill down his back when he thought of the audience's comments.

He smiled at Shuang, a bright and sunny smile that was very contagious: "You keep this expression all the time, aren't you tired?"

"No." Shuang blinked at him, "Don't you think I look friendly like this?"

"If I don't smile, the perception will be very different. What should I do if the children are afraid of me?"

"Impossible," Paimon, who heard his voice, turned around and interrupted, "You are so good-looking, you should be pretty even if you don't smile."

Paimon's words froze in his mouth.

Even Jiang Yuan was frightened.

Shuang has a very good-looking face, and looks elegant and noble. Because she is always smiling, her whole person has a friendly feeling.

But when he stopped smiling and exuding softness, and there was no gentle emotion in his eyes, this feeling changed drastically.

He still has the same face, no matter how cold he looks, he has become a nobleman who is aloof and despises everything, unattainable.

After Ling got acquainted with him, he knew that he was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He no longer felt cold even if his face was expressionless.

The frost now looks like a bitingly cold solid ice cube that won't melt.

"Look." A smile appeared on Shuang's face again. The previous danger disappeared instantly, and he looked a little distressed. "I don't know why this happened, so I kept smiling."

"But this kind of laughter does come from the heart and is not tiring. Moreover, it is quite interesting to occasionally change your face and scare others."

"..." Jiang Yuan twitched his lips, "It does look interesting."

Two pairs of eyes, one gold and one silver, looked at each other with friendship and goodwill.

Then with a smile on his face, he continued watching the video.

Only the audience was still talking about the scene just now.

"WTF, WTF, WTF?!!!"

"Can this change of face be compared with our national quintessence?"

"Is this really something that happens in reality? If you change your expression, your overall temperament will change drastically?"

"I was thinking about reading an article and if any author described it like this, I would scold him!"

"Brother Jiang was shocked, and I was even more shocked!"

"I was drinking water and choked the water directly into my nostrils."

"!!! In other words, Shuang looks good-looking. If she changes her face to an uglier one, I'll have nightmares in the middle of the night."

"But, this is too touching!"

"Actually, it's not just his expression that has changed, his whole temperament has changed."

"You can really see a person's temperament in reality, it's outrageous."

"Isn't this much better than the acting skills of the young actors in TV dramas?"

"Is it just acting? Don't tell me half of it. Those so-called male gods in TV dramas have one-tenth of the looks and temperament that anyone in the current live broadcast room thinks they have. I can still follow the drama without looking at the acting!"

"Me too."

"What kind of drama are you following? How long has it been since there are still people following dramas? Isn't watching a live broadcast more enjoyable than following a drama?"

"Yeah, who still follows dramas these days? Do you?"

"I won't chase you!"

"plus one!"

"I even suspect that the contestants in the National Games are selected based on their looks. Look at the looks of those who have a good relationship with Brother Jiang."

"Indeed, I wholeheartedly agree with this."

"Is this the legendary thing about birds of a feather flocking together? Will good-looking people meet because of fate?"

"I don't agree with the views above, because I'm missing from it."

"How can I be missing!"

"You see, this kind of person who is very confident in himself can send barrages that are similar to each other."

The barrages in the live broadcast room are flooding the screen all the time.

Jiang Yuan has good eyesight and can clearly see a series of barrages at a glance and pay attention to the direction of their topics.

Moreover, watching the barrage will basically not affect his normal work. If it really causes problems if he is distracted, he will naturally not watch it.

Just like now, he glanced a few more times and played the video to everyone. In the past, he and Paimon were still pushing a trolley in Liyue Port, looking for traces of Mr. Zhongli.

Zhongli's daily actions were generally regular.

Being ridiculed as a social waste, he has very little work to do and basically goes to the same few places he frequents every day.

Hang out, eat, drink tea and listen to theater...

Jiang Yuan greeted Paimeng and the residents of Liyue Port as he moved forward. After occasionally asking, he found Zhongli on a street who was planning to go to a theater.

This retired god, who is several thousand years old and still looks like a young man, is walking slowly and leisurely, with a leisurely and contented temperament.

Jiang Yuan felt that all he needed was to turn two beads behind his back with one hand and carry a bird cage with the other.

Jiang Yuan in the past thought so in the video, and Jiang Yuan watching the video thinks so now.

He touched his chin and began to think about whether he should go back and bring Zhongli some things that retired Chinese people need as specialties as gifts for the old man.

In the video, Jiang Yuan and Paimeng pushed the trolley up.

"Zhongli, wait for us!" Paimeng waved to him from a distance.

After a pause in his progress, the extremely handsome god turned around and looked up, with a touch of Danxia red eyes at the end of his eyes that was touching.

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