National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

"How could you be useless? You have always been useful and helped me a lot."

Jiang Yuan denied the meaning of Lei Chui's words.

"If you are willing, of course I want you to help me all the time, before you want to return to Teyvat."

Thunder Hammer's reply was firm: "I will always fight for you."

"Thank you, Thunder Hammer." Jiang Yuan smiled.

He really wanted to pat Thunder Hammer on the shoulder like a friend, but he was not tall enough, so he settled for the next best thing and patted Thunder Hammer on the arm.

"As expected of my good friend."

As soon as he said this, a Dou came over from next to him.

"What about me, Jiang Yuan? Am I not your best friend?"

Jiang Yuan would not favor one over the other.

Yi Dou was just tall enough for him to touch his shoulder, so he raised his hand and patted Yi Dou's shoulder.

"You are also my best friend and you have helped me a lot."

"And Paimon," Jiang Yuan did not forget Paimon who was still holding one of his arms, and raised his hand to rub Paimon's little head again, "Pamon, you will always be my best partner."

The water delivery was successful and everyone present was very satisfied.

The live broadcast room viewers who watched Duan Shui Master Jiang Yuan spend time with his friends were also very satisfied.

"Is this Master Duan Shui?"

"As expected of Brother Jiang!"

"I've learned, I've learned, I will do the same thing to my friends like Brother Jiang later on."

"I've learned how to carry water. When will a friend like Brother Douzi show up?"

"First of all, you must have Brother Jiang's strength."

"Secondly, you must have Brother Jiang's looks."

"Finally, you must have Brother Jiang's personality charm."

"..."

"In summary, even if you learn Brother Jiang's method of carrying water, you won't be able to make as many friends as Brother Jiang, right?"

"Upstairs is right."

"agree."

The audience did not discuss how Jiang Yuan obtained the props that could send others present back.

It has become a tacit agreement among everyone not to explore more about similar situations.

There is no need to explore. Isn't Jiang Yuan, as a Chinese, fighting for China and even Blue Star?

This is enough to make everyone admire and admire him.

Of course, respect is respect, and netizens will never stop making some moderate teasing.

For example, after commenting on Jiang Yuan's ability to comfort his friends, someone quickly discovered a small detail.

A little detail about...height.

Height memes never go away, they just jump from one person to another.

After getting acquainted with Mandrill in the Teyvat continent, Jiang Yuan pulled Immortal Mandrill to compare their heights, and proudly confirmed that he was just a few inches taller than Mandrill.

Mandrill, who actually didn't care that much about the height difference, gave a two-word reply helplessly and tolerantly.

"boring."

Feng Shui turns.

Jiang Yuan, whose body shape and height had remained unchanged for more than [-] years, was now shorter than his companions except Paimon. He couldn't shoot Thunder Hammer's shoulder and had to shoot his arm. To shoot Yidou's shoulder, he had to stand on tiptoe slightly to make the movement natural.

This detail was clearly pointed out by the audience.

The audience knows how to measure. They saw that Jiang Yuan didn't care about the height difference now, so they brought it up and teased it a little.

Jiang Yuan really didn't care.

Just because of his height, it is inevitable that he will be mentioned in some words.

Looking across the barrage, Jiang Yuan ignored it with a calm expression.

At most, he could imitate Mandrill's tone and lightly comment on "boring" in his mind.

The short episode passed, and Jiang Yuan, who had received the character return coupon, did not send back any of his companions.

Several people looked around and saw that the black shadows were still standing around silently, surrounding them.

Jiang Yuan felt guilty and his eyes wandered.

I almost forgot about them.

The small bench under their feet has not been put away yet.

Thinking of the small bench, Jiang Yuan looked at the position of the small bench and confirmed the direction.

He looked down at the empty ground at the feet of the shadow closest to him and touched his chin.

"Dark, is this guy here just to take advantage of me?"

Using Dream Isshin, the sword light was released and hit Darhk without affecting anywhere else.

Other than that, they didn't put up a fight after taking out the bench.

Excluding the possibility that the bench ran away on his own, there is only one truth.

The small bench was taken away by Dahlke.

"Well..." Paimon made the same move as Jiang Yuan, "If it's that guy Darhk, it's not surprising that he would do something like this."

"What did he do with the bench?"

Yidou looked at Jiang Yuan and Paimeng and imitated their chin touch.

"Is he so poor that he doesn't even have a bench?"

Thunder Hammer...Thunder Hammer had no intention of cooperating with them. He looked at the empty ground in silence like everyone else.

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly become relaxed and strange.

The audience naturally did not forget to cooperate and they tried to express their grief with dashes.

The barrage of "small-ban-stool-" began to flood the screen.

It's as if the small bench Jiang Yuan bought in the mall without spending a few game coins is such a precious good thing.

"Who knows what he is thinking." Pamon rolled his eyes slightly.

Since Darhk first appeared and wanted to take action against Jiang Yuan, Paimon's wariness towards Darhk will never go away.

Although he is relatively familiar with him now and can feel the vague kindness of the other party, Paimon does not intend to be polite to Darhk.

To paraphrase the works of the great literary figures, Paimon was close to saying, "I am not afraid of assuming the worst possible ill will in the other party."

"How dare you take advantage of our little bench? I will definitely ask him to get it back when we meet next time!"

Paimon clenched his little fists.

"Okay!" Yidou said enthusiastically, "Let's go together then!"

Idou and Paimon are here planning to get the small bench back.

Jiang Yuan, who was sandwiched between them on the left and right, maintained the posture of a meditator and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his eyes and asked about the dark figure closest to him.

"Do you still need a bench?"

Not sure if this black shadow is the one from before, he can just ask!

Judging from their previous conversation, the black shadow didn't take action. Maybe, no, the other party didn't mean to take action against them.

The dark red eyes of the shadow were fixed on Jiang Yuan, without giving an answer.

Jiang Yuan simply bent his legs, pulled a small bench behind him and sat on it.

Paimon and Ichito, who were discussing how to get the small bench back, noticed that the blond head between them disappeared and looked down.

Jiang Yuan was sitting on a small bench waving to the black shadow.

"Brother, do you really not want to sit down and take a rest? How tiring it is to stand!"

Idou and Paimon looked at each other and sat down.

"..." The silent thunder hammer cooperated silently, and the big man sat down a bit taller than his compatriots.

"Brother? Or sister? My black friend, are you tired of standing?"

Jiang Yuan transformed into a social phobia patient. Balabala looked up at the black shadow and kept talking.