Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Lore: "Even throwing a smoke bomb can be missed, spicy chicken is still the same as always."

One sword goes all over the world: "Fuck, this marksmanship is absolutely amazing, it can perfectly avoid the target every time."

The pig-killing knife of the years: "Visually, the anchor's IQ has been eaten by the dog. It's a waste of time here. It's better to go and see if Blue Butterfly has started the live broadcast."

Fallen Chen: "Sit together and wait for Blue Butterfly to be broadcast."

The laughing fish: "It's fine if you don't wear makeup, you don't even need to tidy up your hair and clothes, just like a pig, do you still need to wear a mask?

This year, all creatures dare to come out and live broadcast, and I don't know who gave her the courage. "

Vanilla Xiangxiang: "What do you know? It's called not having the appearance of a pig, but maintaining the temperament of a pig."

Jianjia Cangcang: "If you are ugly, you can wear a world famous brand to wear a local atmosphere. She wears a greasy black sack like this, and it can cover the swimming ring on her waist."

Yimi Sunshine: "A lively road doesn't grow grass, and a smart head doesn't grow hair. I suggest you spend 50 cents to get a new hairstyle first."

Your uncle is still your uncle: "After fighting for a long time, none of them were killed. It turns out that the mentally retarded is not extinct."

When Su Qiao was conscious, he found that he was wearing a black feather mask on his face, he was wearing a microphone on his ear, his hand was on the black mechanical keyboard, and there was a camera in front of him.

She looked at the various comments scrolling on the computer screen, and then looked around.

Simple decoration, slightly messy room.

Obviously, what she is staying in now is a room of her own, not a public place like an Internet cafe.

"Little Si, what's the situation? I'm playing a game?"

Su Qiao could still understand what was on the computer screen.

[You are a game anchor, and you are doing a live broadcast of a shootout game called 'Jedi Counterattack', but it's a bit miserable, and it's about to be sprayed out of the sky. 】

Su Qiao stared at those comments with a little disdain.

Is it ugly to wear a mask?

Is it fat to wear a big black T?

It's called being low-key, do you understand?

Really superficial.

Since you are a game anchor, why not just watch the game?

Also look at how people look, what is the body like?

She didn't come to sell her face, nor did she come to sell her figure.

"Can I stop now?"

Compared to this, she felt that sorting out memory was the most important thing.

[It's better not to, because you won't be able to pay rent and you won't be able to eat.

And if you have signed a contract with a live broadcast platform, the broadcast will be broadcast for at least four hours a day, and it is only ten minutes away from the time today. 】

Su Qiao: "..." What a miserable woman.

Oh no, now she is the woman who made her life so miserable.

All right!

Life forced me to have a high profile, and then I could only be mad for a while.

Su Qiao ignored the messy comments, stared at the computer screen, and studied the game carefully.

【Do you need me to come on? These people's words are a little too damaging, and I'm mad at me. 】

444 is so angry that he can't wait to go to kill the Quartet immediately, and let these dogs look down on people and take a good look at what is called technology and what is called hanging and beating.

"Need not."

It's just a small game, and it's not like she hasn't played it before.

She even made holographic online games, so afraid of this?

Su Qiao studied it briefly and started to get started.

Although there are still some bumps and bumps, but also slowly familiar.

[Then I will stare at those sprayers. 】

444 was really angry, and he called up his own 'Duanzi Handbook', and soon he was on the front bar with those who had nothing to do.

"Don't swear, lose your worth."

Su Qiao reminded.