Idol coser Mr. Sokin

- Niao Haihao spreads straw pillows

"Chunshu is the best."

The charming voice has a unique low magnetism, which attracts people to pay attention to the voice when reading slowly, and also fills the content in the mind.

"The top of the mountain, which is gradually turning white, is beginning to reveal a little light, and the thin purple clouds are floating on it."

This is an extraordinarily beautiful rhetoric. When it is read in this way, it is like superimposing two pairs, showing an even more indescribable beauty.

However, it is difficult for the audience to focus on the essays being read aloud.

"Xia Zeye."

the reason is simple.

Due to the replacement of equipment, it appears in a clearer picture.

The full moon hangs outside the wide open window at the back, under which is the most beautiful sword in the world staring at the scroll with half-closed eyes.

The pupils swayed by the candlelight, the fingers floating on the page, the shadows cast by the eyelashes, and the skin that looks extraordinarily fair under the contrast of the hair.

and also……

"It goes without saying when there is a moon, but on a dark night without a moon, there are also groups of fireflies flying."

Elegant language comes out of the mouth, but most people are unable to appreciate the fleeting beauty of all things shared in the delicate vocabulary of Song Xian Qingshao Nayan at this time.

On the contrary, he is absorbed in the person who is reciting.

"If it rains or something, it will be more interesting."

Even students who have memorized Pillow Grass can't understand the beauty in it, it will be like bumping into that door suddenly, and some understand why this prose will enter the textbook for the younger generation to learn.

So beautiful.

People are, and so are words.

"Autumn is dusk."

……

After reading all of them, not only did the screen not move, but even the barrage in the video disappeared completely.

If it weren't for the high number of online viewers, perhaps everyone would think that this live broadcast room is a little transparent that no one watches.

Ranto Shiro finished his battle in the evening, and after dinner, he stayed in the room while his brothers were washing up, and watched the live broadcast with earphones on.

This time it was different from the small talk during the previous live broadcast.

As the host, Sanriyue Zongjin no longer talked to them casually, but with connivance in those penetrating eyes, he satisfied their innocuous demands without any resistance.

Instead, there was no communication. From the beginning of the broadcast, I slowly read the soothing and beautiful prose.

The previous live broadcast was good, and this time is also good.

But Ranto Shiro prefers the live broadcast style at noon, because the Mikazuki Zongjin in the screen is shining more brightly at the same time.

Plus approachable.

Unlike the current one, there is a sense of distance from the moon in the sky just by looking at it.

He still remembers when the live broadcast first started, this Shinsanri Yue Zongjin was asked why he appeared on the Internet, and he still broadcasted it live.

The other party was quite calm, and the listener also felt that there was nothing wrong with it. The righteous "Because this pill is running very tight" caused a group of god judges and swords to scream and suffocate.

He actually pushed Grandpa out to open his business! !

What a devil, but well done!

As a result, some god-inspectors I saw became interested and wanted to pull their Sanri Yuezong closer to the camera, but found that the other party was a little interested in the camera at first, but after it faded away, he could only sit in front of the camera wearing an inner suit and sit peacefully on the veranda. Tea.

As for the operation of the business, don't say whether Sanri Yuezong is willing or not.

Just saying that the god judge and Sanri Yuezong met each other's eyes, the thoughts in his mind disappeared.

I can only flow the sea wide noodles in my heart, I can't say it, I can't say it to this knife!

Don't embarrass grandpa anymore.

And after doing it, the god judges found out that they pointed the camera at Mikazuki Zongjin, even if Sankazuki Zongjin didn't realize any problems, and even some conniving ones were still taken by the god judges, but they would feel that they were very disrespectful to Sankaiyue .

In short, compared to harming my grandfather, isn't there a ready-made one on the Internet?

Although I don't know what difficulties the opponent's Honmaru has encountered, the audience can choose the amount according to the situation.

Most of them are watching and giving support to each other at the same time, which can be regarded as a kind of help.

The above content is taken from the Trial God Forum, including other Mikazuki videos that Ranto Shiro found on video sites.

In short, Luan has never been so fond of any knife.

It's not the kind of liking in the sense of liking, so it doesn't matter if it doesn't have anything to do with the first-phase brother.

It's probably... the kind of person who doesn't want to take his eyes off him if Zhensanri Yuezong is close, with some longing liking.

Even if there is no gorgeous dress, even if it is the appearance of an insider suit.

Of course, the other party was in the uniform at this time, but he wore the internal uniform last night, with a yellow scarf on his head and a moon pattern drawn by Sanri Yuezong.

Ranto Shiro also felt that the other party had an inexplicably shining aura, like... It seemed that the other party was born to be under the camera, or to attract people's attention.

This feeling was only felt for a short time half a month ago.

It was dark around, so the center of the light

Central will be more conspicuous, passionate stage.

The red-haired boy was cheered on the stage, the drumbeat and music couldn't hide the other party's excellent voice control, his blue eyes were clear and slightly aggressive, they were enlarged when he looked at the camera On the synchronization board behind him, there was a continuous scream.

Ranto Shiro likes beautiful and cute clothes, likes to dress up, and naturally likes to be dazzling.

Ever since he saw that too contagious concert, his heart has always remained agitated, and there was an emotion that could not be vented in his chest.

concert.

It was once mentioned in a phone call that I was about to invite a friend to a friend the next day after hearing the trial, and was explaining to him as a close servant.

It was so messed up that he didn't listen to it specially, but his hearing, and the louder volume of the mind examiner's phone, this is force majeure.And if you haven't finished listening to the instructions, you can't quit rudely.

Besides, the judge himself did not avoid him.

Then, probably because they wanted to share their excitement and joy, the judge ended the call and told Ranto Shiro that the tickets for tomorrow's concert were extremely hard to get, and this time they really didn't expect them to be able to grab a joint seat.

By the way, sorry for the confusion, after all, I have to push tomorrow's work to him.

Luan sensed the emotions of the judge, so he was naturally happy for her.

"Ah, Luan doesn't know what the concert is, does he?" The appraiser's joy has not been exhausted, so he couldn't bear it anymore, and tried to amuse him.So he turned his head and changed a mobile phone on the table to open the lock screen, and swiped on it.

Her mobile phone is always the latest model, and there are three in use.

According to her, it was one for communication, one for playing games, and one for watching videos.

Soon the God Judge opened an interface and handed it to Ranto Shiro.

"Look, this is the concert?"

At that time, Ranto Shiro didn't have any special feelings or reactions to the concert, but continued to congratulate the judge after knowing it. At most, he sighed that there were many people, and told the host to pay attention to safety when traveling with a bit of a coquettish tone.

The judge who knew his temperament responded with a smile.

That's why when Ranto Shiro couldn't appease his agitated heart at that concert, he asked the judge for electronic equipment with a clear purpose.

But it is a pity that the network in Honmaru cannot be connected to the network of the present world except for the god judges.

Even so, it wasn't without fun.

It's just chaos and I don't know why

Why can't you be quiet.

Until... two days ago, the live broadcast of Sanri Yue Zongjin started.

Tonight's live broadcast for three days, Yue Zongjin didn't stop. After reading the pillow grass and announcing that a video might be released tomorrow morning, he smiled and said good night to the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Eh, so fast today? ]

Even if the barrage was unexpected and asked to stay, Sanri Yue Zongjin did not stop, and directly closed the live broadcast room.

Ranna stayed at the fingertips of the private message button until the brothers came back from the shower.

"Mess? You haven't gone yet, hurry up and wash."

Yaken Toshiro was wearing a white towel on his shoulders, and the hair that had been slightly brushed before began to drip slowly when he walked back to the room, so he was leaning against the door with his knees bent to pick up the towel. Towel dry ends.

He was wearing shorts, and his well-proportioned legs were shining with a healthy color just after a bath, and they looked thin and straight with such a swing.

Rantoshiro came back to his senses: "Ah, yes!"

He let out a breath, and he didn't know whether he put down the tablet with regret or joy.

While taking something from the cabinet, I was thinking about it.

Well, do you want to ask Sanriyue Palace tomorrow... When you greet Sanriyue Zongjin for the first time, how can you be unobtrusive and rude?

They are also close to Sanri Yuezong, so the other party should be able to give reliable advice, right?

Zong Jin came back from the battle king point in the afternoon, and only Foxnosuke greeted him at the time-space converter.

Although Chidori has been growing up in the Honmaru, unable to return to the present world and has no identity to live in the present world, it does not mean that he has been doing nothing in the Honmaru for so many years.

There are huge bookshelves inside the castle tower.

Chidori has also been studying the lessons day after day according to the lessons arranged for him by the swordsmen.

Even though only Sanri Yuezong was left alone, when the two of them had to worry about food and clothing to exert their spiritual power, they never stopped.

Except for the day when Yuezong didn't come back for three days.

A child's mind is easy to guess, and Zong Jin also met Chidori before unexpectedly discovering that he seems to... understand a child's mind.

Although I don't know why, I have a headache at the same time.

Even a child like Chidori, who looks extraordinarily strong from the inside and outside, is actually very soft and fragile.

The other party has just experienced a blow, so it is naturally easier to speculate.

For the first time since the accident, Chidori is definitely planning to come to greet him, and even prepare to send him off.

After Zong Jin left, he just sat on the verandah doing his homework and waiting for others.

Munekin, who didn't intend to let the other party do this, asked Foxnosuke to pass on a message to Chidori except for avoiding Chidori during the lunch break during the battle.

Putting the big cardboard box he brought back into his room, Zong Jin didn't stop at his feet, and walked towards the castle tower where the god judge lived with Fox Nosuke on his shoulders, stopped outside the gate of the castle tower, and said.

"I'm back, master."

Following some ping-pong noises inside the door, the sliding door swung open, and the young boy threw himself on Zong Jin, completely oblivious to his disrespectful behavior, raised his head, and spoke in an excited and joyful tone.

"Sanriyue! My spiritual power has really increased!"

Foxnosuke jumped to the ground, and as the one who knew the facts, he felt a deep pain in his conscience.

After all, it was the one who passed the sentence "Sanriyuedian said that Master Chidori's spiritual power has increased, do you want to experiment?"

The message was delivered just as Chidori was waking up from his nap.

Chidori also knew what caused the result of being so dependent on each other, but the weak spiritual power was born, and there was no way to cultivate the day after tomorrow, so he could only browse the Internet.

Ninety-nine out of ten ways of dissemination on the Internet are unreliable.

There has been no way, although both Mikazuki and Foxnosuke said that his spiritual power will gradually increase as he grows up.

But Chidori wants to become more now, whether it is supporting the Honmaru or awakening and maintaining the sword, what is needed to survive in the Honmaru is nothing but spiritual power.

In addition, such rumors made him mistakenly think that Zong Jin hadn't come out yet, so he tried his best to stay in the castle tower to sense his spiritual power. Since he really couldn't sense it by himself, he even read the book all afternoon, and found out what he saw when he was a child. The method used to detect spiritual power.

You can't feel the passage of time when you are addicted to one thing.

"In this way, other swords should be awakened, Sankazuki, let's go together?"

Chidori stepped back from Zongjin, grabbed his sleeve, and was about to walk towards the warehouse, but when he was about to move forward, he found that Honmaru seemed to have become smaller.

Zong Jin stretched out his hand to stop Chidori's young shoulder.

"Hahaha, don't worry," he looked gently at the judge who was only around his waist, "it's already evening, it's time for dinner."

"If master doesn't eat well, he won't be able to grow up."

They made simple homemade rice balls together.

By the way, Zongjin talked about the change of Honmaru and the matter of joining the battle.

After hearing this, Chidori was obviously angry about Zong Jin's appearance and not telling himself, but under Zong Jin's unchanging gaze, the anger didn't last long before it disappeared.

After serving the rice balls, Foxnosuke took a seat at the low table and followed the dining etiquette.

"I'm starting." x3

After dinner.

After agreeing with Zong Jin not to hide from himself tomorrow's battle, and at the same time promising to try to awaken a new sword tomorrow, Chidori obediently went to wash up.

"By the way, Mikazuki. Wait for me to clean the room where the candlesticks are made?"

Before leaving the living room, Chidori was probably still thinking about this matter, probably it was left over from the problems caused by Zong Jin's silence today.

Zong Jin looked at Chidori's puffy little face and vigilant eyes, and inadvertently covered the corners of his lips with his sleeves in front of him, and responded with an exceptionally normal tone as always.

"Ok."

He didn't stand up until Chidori ran away.

The little master is really cute.

He has considered many aspects to hide it from the other party, and he will be fine.Rather than letting the little boy wait for him with fear and frowning faces when he comes out, wouldn't it be better to immerse himself in hard work and anticipation for the future in the room until his return?

Coupled with today's outing, even if Chidori waited for him tomorrow, he probably wouldn't be so worried.

This is tenderness.

But in the eyes of the person being protected, there may be a little bit of cruel tenderness.

Fortunately, Chidori was still young, and because of his young age and innocent temperament, he didn't think about it so much.

Well, let's start a live broadcast for half an hour while the little master is washing up.

Even if the maintenance cost of the Honmaru is not worrying for a while, the cost of repairing the room is still a lot of money.

After turning off the live broadcast, before Zong Jin exited the page, he received a golden private message in the chat box.

Such a border proves that the other party spent more than 10 small sentences in his live broadcast room.

That is one-third of his total income for two days.

The other party passed the privilege of the patron, and after checking that there was no problem with the information, when he closed the live meeting, the chat box popped up by itself, showing the above content.

[Hello. ]

[With the liberty to excuse you, can you accept custom video content? ]

[You only need to bring specific elements in the video or live broadcast, and the remuneration is negotiable. The market price for anchor customization is 5, but for Sanriyue, I can

With a single minimum of 10, there is no upper limit depending on the quality of the content. ]

[All extra expenses in the video can be reimbursed by me. ]

[Don't worry, it won't be a difficult requirement to complete. ]

[PS: Not an advertisement either. ]

[So far, looking forward to your reply. ]

After Zong Jin closed the live broadcast, the page happened to be the backstage of the live broadcast room. It showed the income during the live broadcast, all of which were rewarded by the viewers, which added up to twenty to thirty thousand.

When he saw the sentence that the minimum was 10, and there was no upper limit, he fell into deep thought.

...Well, what should I do?

It seems to be a little shameful.

The author has something to say: There is a station B in Niaohai’s Pillow grass!Let me hear it all!Absolutely!Straight into the pit fainted.

small theater:

The next day.

Sanriyue Zongjin of the chaotic family: Hahaha, very good, very good, it doesn't matter, let's do it.

Back in the room, holding the tablet, I still didn't know how to speak: ...?

So what advice did he ask for just now?

I saw the cuteness of knowing the legend!The child who caused amnesia and headaches was Princess Kyoshu, that's right _(:з」∠)_.

Ah, that of Xingshu is the tail of a snow leopard!The kind of animal that can feel at ease with its tail in its mouth, I'm so good (swoon).

The gold master and the chaos are two different people!

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#This chapter quotes the translation of Lin Wenyue's edition of Cao Pillow.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 wind-cut west window candle;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of soul spark;

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