Chapter 27: Hit me in front of 100,000 people

"Shoulder acid?"
A small warm yellow light stands in the bedroom, exuding a warm sheen.
Su Tan watched Hayden step by step towards himself, with a calm expression and a calm pace. He raised his cuff casually with one hand, and gently said to him, "Lie down."
Su Tan: Meow meow? ?
He was a little surprised, he couldn't turn around, and subconsciously rejected the request of his big cousin.
However, the other party apparently did not give him a chance to refuse.
A gentle and powerful hand knocked him down on the bed without question, and then in the shocked mood of Su Tan, his slender ten fingers rubbed his shoulders.
The moment the skin touched, Su Tan almost jumped from the bed.
This feeling is really ... too close.
The thin garment almost burns through the skin through the temperature of the fingers. The moderate pressure moved from the shoulder arm to the neck and back to the back, and each time he ironed his skin like a hot stove, a tingling and itchy feeling came out.
Su Tan's cheeks turned red instantly.
He coughed hard, trying to make no difference, and asked Hayden quietly, "big cousin, what are you doing?"
Hayden moved slowly, slightly increasing his strength on several important parts, pressing it down hard, and suddenly found that his body had a momentary stiffness, and then the hot air burst out through his shirt.
He raised the corner of his lips, chuckled, and continued to press the muscles in accordance with the steps to help Sutan relax his body and prepare for the spelling game.
Of course, regarding Su Tan's inquiry, he did not reveal his readership.
Hayden's lips twitched slightly, and his calm voice contained a faint smile. He replied calmly: "I have recently learned a new set of finger exercises and try it on you."
Su Tan: ... The cousin's hobby is really strange.
Suddenly, he couldn't help crying, just thinking of getting up, but his back might be firmly held down by a force.
Hayden said, "Don't move."
Gentle and powerful fingers swam down from shoulder to shoulder, with a slight force just right, so Su Tan could not help narrowing his eyes comfortably.
He was enjoying it comfortably, and suddenly he asked with a chuckle.
"Like it?"
Su Tan nodded, and his lacquered eyes calmly revealed some comfort and admiration.
"but--"
Hayden looked at him, but saw the teenager raise his brows with a smile, and smiled sideways at him.
"Fuck me again-I'll eat you."
The boy's tone was clear, his voice was clear and clean, but Waner's tone contained seriousness beyond words.
Time flies, like a fist poking straight into Hayden's heart, making his emotions suddenly swell, as if slowly seeing a sea of ​​flowers in his heart.
Su Tanli got up and got out of bed, took the big cousin to the door, pinched his waist, smiled and said, "Thank you for pinching your shoulders, and you hurt your back ~"
Then Hayden watched the smiling teenager beckon to himself and closed the door.
Hayden invited to the corridor: "..."
He couldn't help shaking his head and laughed, walking upstairs to the small loft with a comfortable pace, Hayden turned out the portable light brain, opened the small book of the record page, and wrote: "7.5, and then I will eat you."
The top few lines are impressive records of Su Tan.
"Hug and hold high!"
"Then you can try the following, my skills are good :-D."
"What do you want for dinner? I'll make it for you!"
...
Deep eyes followed the traces of the records, one by one, Hayden couldn't help raising his smile, only feeling full of relaxation and joy, contentedly opened the mango live broadcast platform, Sutan's code word pK game is about to Start.
In the live broadcast room, millions of people have skyrocketed. Countless readers and netizens of this star novel who bet on the pK match have come to watch and almost crowded the live broadcast room.
The "One Justice Old Bird" live room next door is also full of popularity. Although not overcrowded like Sutan, "Old Bird" likes to chat and stir.
Before he started the official competition, he had already shown his face in front of the camera, and chatted lively with his netizens. By the way, I stigmatized Su Tan and insisted that he was fighting in a group. Today, I do n’t know which hotspot will be sent. He proposes to let netizens compare today ’s codeword content and novel style.
His words are half true and false, but the words of direct doubt obviously disturbed many people's cognition. The random rhythm caused many netizens who did not know the truth to have the wrong impression and fell to him before the start of the match.
"Walking hormone: How big is braised pork? Two minutes before eight, why didn't he show up [urgent]?"
"Blurred: There are no personal figures in front of the camera. Don't be afraid, run away without a fight?"
"Little white bones of the solar system: Don't guess randomly upstairs, it is estimated that there is an urgent matter to deal with, it will be here in a while."
"Crack and crunch: Alas, there are 59 seconds left. If you don't come again, you will abstain."
...
Su Tan came back with a cup of hot tea and placed it next to the computer desk, making a soft bang. Unexpectedly, so many pop-ups popped up in the live broadcast room that I had already opened.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, very quiet, and sat calmly in front of the computer.
In the large lens, there is only a computer desk, a computer, a chair, a glass of water, and a thin back. Clean, but unspeakable and refreshing.
The barrage between live broadcasts was instantly excited.
"Little Whale: Finally come, come, come ~ Sprinkle, come on !!!!"
"Wang Xingren who loves hot peppers: It's so young! Look at the back, it's like a little boy, so cute, what can I do if my aunt's heart is overwhelmed [shy]
"Da Fei Jian: Old book fans come here for support. Why do you only show your back? Ah, I want to see the front!"
"Ink Dyeing: Want to see positive +100000000"
...
Looking at the barrage floating in front of him, Su Tan laughed softly, bent his lips, entered the live broadcast room of "An Old Bird of Justice", and calmly wrote, "I am here."
In a word, the barrage of the lively chat between the other person's live broadcast suddenly stalled for a moment, which left him typing space.
Su Tan tapped his fingers and wrote publicly in the live broadcast room: "Tonight's goal: 30,000 words, whoever writes first wins."
He reiterated the goal of the game once again, and made it known to unsuspecting netizens.
Then, he directly asked "a veteran of justice", "Is there any doubt?"
Such high-profile public outcry obviously puts great pressure on the "old bird".
Su Tan easily found that the other person's jaw in the live broadcast had unconsciously tightened, and the masseter muscles on the face tightened for a moment.
If in doubt, raise it now.
If you don't mention it now, don't be convinced after the game starts.
Very simple reason, Su Tan gave the other party time to consider, waiting patiently for his reply.
He even took a sip of hot tea and moistened his throat. Until 20 seconds before eight o'clock, Su Tan chuckled and continued to ask, "Are you thinking about it? If you haven't thought about it, why don't we make another appointment?"
As soon as this was said, a huge storm was set off among the netizens watching the live broadcast.
"Huanye: Lie! What are you trying to do! If you are a man, you just get a word and do it!"
"Little lucky: The newcomer is aggressive ... I feel that the conditions are fair, what is this bird hesitant about? Is there any inside story I don't know?"
"With your arms folded: The little cute upstairs, you laughed and sprayed! 'Bird big'? Hahahahaha"
"The goddess is the general attack: to summarize the previous situation-Bird University is a provocative and arrogant professional black, identification is complete."
All kinds of barrage rushed, all caused by the momentary hesitation of "an old bird of justice".
Immediately, everyone was clearly visible. The "old bird" in the camera suddenly breathed a bit, responding passively to all the pressure, and resignedly resignedly said, "Well, I have no doubt."
Su Tan raised his lips and looked at the pointer at eight o'clock, and Zhanran said, "Start."
Tyrant readers' smoke scars appeared in time, adding a more fierce fire. "A reward of 100 million, effective tonight."
His voice had just fallen, and I saw the expression of "old bird" on the screen hard to conceal. He quickly coded the words on the keyboard and pressed the keyboard hard and hard. A large section of words seemed like no money. Sprinkling water usually comes out.
Although the content of the code word has not been carefully examined, but looking at this posture alone, it is menacing and fierce.
In a short time, the readers and netizens who were watching were taken aback.
Su Tan glanced at it, shutting down the webpage swiftly and opening a blank computer file.
However, he was not as anxious as the "old bird". He glanced briefly at the outline, then raised his arm and placed it on the keyboard. The old keyboard has been worn so that the characters can hardly be seen, but Sutan is very easy to use.
He took a deep breath and calmly began to write the first word.
"After the Xianmen contest, the up-and-coming Cheng Cheng became a new-generation leader. He was personally met by the head of the administration and rewarded him with the reward for entering Penglai's secret realm.
That is, on this day, he finally went down the mountain and saw a young man in a red suit with a straightforward personality and fresh furry.
...
‘Brother,’ The boy smiled brightly, his eyes flowed, ‘I ’m tired, can I help you squeeze your shoulders? ’"
Su Tan wrote down in a sigh of breath, and devoted himself all in, until he came to a halt, he found that his fingers were sore and numb, and he unconsciously tightened, and his fingertips were as painful as acupuncture.
Looking at the barrage frame narrowed in the corner, I found that it was full of distress.
"Ink Dye: Take a break soon, the word count is far more than 'Old Bird', don't worry!"
"The Arctic Meow: It's so hard to hold it big ~"
"Smoke scar: I want to pinch your shoulder."
Seeing this comment, Su Tan couldn't help raising his lips, thinking that this local tyrant reader and big cousin had similar interests and the same interests, so he could open a chat group to share tips on pinching and shoulder exercises.
He glanced at the number of words in his own code, which had reached 29,999. It was only one word away from the goal of 30,000 words, and he was about to win.
However, "An Old Bird of Justice" is still struggling at around 18,000, and the state of the code word is no longer as fast as it started. Instead, every word is struggling.
His fingers lingered on the keyboard for a long time, scratching his ears like squeezing toothpaste, unable to squeeze out stiffly.
The content of the novel on the screen can no longer be taken seriously.
The comment of the "old bird" was already a complaint.
"Starship sells sweet potatoes: What the is it written ?? Nonsense, the sentence is incomprehensible, can you be sincere, don't be so perfunctory?"
"A man-eating flower: ... is completely smashed from quantity to quality. I don't know if the braised pork is in the studio, but you must be a black penny!"
"Gentleman's sauce: It's pretty good next door! Really, you can still use dim sum to write on your own. Don't keep staring at other people's data and conspiracy theories. People are much better than you. Now. "
...
Facts speak louder than words.
One night's pK, after more than five hours, the time has already passed 12 o'clock in the morning, but the number of onlookers in the live broadcast room in Sutan has not diminished, and there is enthusiastic support.
He chuckled, took a sip of tea, thought about it, and just opened another file.
On the blank document, a line was typed to show it to the screen owner.
"thank you all.
The bird is very hard, let's wait for him :).
Now, I send you a small benefit ~ "
When the word "welfare" appeared, it immediately caused a climax.
"Benefits !!! What kind of benefits [excited]?"
Su Tan thought about it, raised her lips, and said politely, "Thank you all for your support. Today, I will use the name of the cigarette scar to write a small welfare essay to benefit everyone. I hope you like it."
"Dad, can you :-D?"
The barrage blew up completely.
"The goddess is the general attack: hahahaha, the author is going to do big things ~"
"Kurabo: Looking forward (☆ ▽ ☆)!"
"Sacrifice the world: @ 烟 爸, come back and say something?"
Hayden, who is streaming live in the attic: "..."
I look cute and offend you?
He shook his head and laughed.
Hayden pursed his lips, his deep eyes narrowed, and he returned comfortably in the barrage.
"Smoke scar: OK."
As soon as his words fell, readers and netizens had time to cheer before seeing another sentence to follow.
"Smoke scar: Another protagonist, it must be you."
He raised his lips, smiled brightly, and calmly commented: "Let's do something together? :)"