Chapter 904: Hit him on his knees keyboard

Sit in Audi, and under Zhang Tao's present, returned to Liu Ying's villa. As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Huanxian was turning on the light in the restaurant. Teana 『Fiction』 ⒉
There was a sweet and crooked voice from Liu Ying, "Hey, Zhang Huan, are you?"
In response, Zhang Huan walked over and saw Liu Ying eating instant noodles, frowning, "How did you eat this, did you not go out to eat?"
Liu Ying nodded with a smile: "I just finished the live broadcast of Taobao for a while. This doesn't work. I don't have time to go now. I just make it up. Sucking, why is there a smell of wine on your body, drinking?"
"Drink a bit." Zhang Huan looked at her, snatched instant noodles from her, and said, "Eat less in the future, it would have been thinner. If you eat too much, you are not afraid to keep up with nutrition and become thinner. "
Liu Yingmei's eyes lit up, and she smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm thinner, and everyone is envious of my figure."
Talking, she straightened her breasts, Zhang Huan glanced, and picked up her mobile phone from the table.
"What are you doing?" Liu Ying asked.
Zhang Huan said, "Don't eat instant noodles."
On the phone, Zhang Huan quickly said: "Zhang Tao, where are you ... don't go back now, give me a meal at the hotel ... three dishes, then cook a chicken soup ... well, send it to the villa Come."
Hanging up the phone, Zhang Huan tossed the mobile phone to Liu Ying and said, "Zhang Tao will give you a meal in a while. When you come to the phone, you open the door and collect it. Do n’t eat noodles in the future. It ’s not that you do n’t have money. Do n’t treat yourself badly. body."
"Huh!" Liu Ying pursed his lips, staring at Zhang Huan with a look of obsession and a warm heart.
"Cough, okay, I have to broadcast live now, you remember to eat, don't forget!" Zhang Huan coughed.
"Okay, you go!"
Looking at Zhang Huan's back, Liu Ying's big eyes, pure as liu, are crescent-shaped, with happy smiles at the corners and eyebrows.
"He still hurts, and it's not dead wood!"
...
Back in his bedroom, Zhang Huan took a hot bath, put on clean clothes, and sat in front of the computer to turn on the computer.
At this time, a hurried telephone bell sounded, but the music was a bit strange, not Zhang Huan's.
Take out the mobile phone in his pocket and take a look, Zhang Huanxian this phone is not his own.
"Pink, lady's cell phone, who's not Liu Ying's, Yu Weiwei's? Then my flicker is in Zhang Huan's thinking.
After glancing at the incoming call on the screen, it seemed to be a very important number. Zhang Huan pressed the answer key.
"Hey, Sister Weiwei, what are you doing, why haven't you broadcast live yet?" A male voice came across, Zhang Huan felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember it for a moment, and didn't know how to answer.
"Hey, sister, what are you doing?"
The opposite started asking, Zhang Huan thought about it, and said, "Hello, Yu Weiwei is not here now."
"Look!"
Shouted a shocked tone across the line, "Who are you, how do you hold my sister's phone? Honestly explain!"
Zhang Huan is speechless. Do I need to be honest with you? It's strange.
"Hurry up and say, who are you, my sister boyfriend?"
"What boyfriend, bullshit, I mixed up with her cell phone. I'm her colleague.
"I wanted to say it was her boss, but now I am afraid that something will happen, so Zhang Huan changed his mouth.
"Colleague? What's your name, do you like my sister and chase her?"
"Sick you, I still have something to do, hang up!" Zhang Huan was too lazy to continue talking, and hung up the phone.
Then in the call log of Yu Weiwei's mobile phone, she found the word boss and dialed it.
After returning to her apartment, Yu Weiwei took a comfortable bath and put on her pajamas. Tonight, she is not going to broadcast live. She wants to watch Zhang Huan and the Koreans quietly.
This is not only related to the face of the Chinese e-sports circle, but also to Zhang Huan's reputation and club fame, which she attaches great importance to.
While wiping the crystal water drops on her head, she walked towards the bedroom.
Suddenly the phone rang, she frowned, and murmured before answering the phone.
"Hey, Manager Yu?"
"Boss? Why is your mobile phone here with me, and my mobile phone, with you?" Yu Weiwei said.
"I'm here." Zhang Huan said: "It seems that your brother called you just now. I'll give you the number. You should go back to one of them. Don't let him misunderstand. The mobile phone can't be exchanged now. Say tomorrow, right? "
"Well, I trouble you, sorry!"
"It's not your fault that you didn't pay attention to drinking. That's it, I'll hang up first."
"OK Bye Bye!"
... Hanging up the phone, Zhang Huan rubbed his head, fiddled with the mouse, and logged into the live broadcast room.
And in the QQ group and Weibo went live broadcast notice.
In the live broadcast room of Wang Qi TV and hunter, although hunter has not yet started broadcasting, the audience who have been informed before has already gathered millions in his live broadcast room.
"How about hunter, why hasn't it been broadcast yet?"
"People, it's almost eight o'clock, but I started broadcasting live at seven o'clock before. I'm not afraid. Don't dare to fight with Koreans?"
"Fuck, don't make me look down on you."
"Rough, who is afraid of hunter? I ask you, who are you afraid of?"
"Oh, he had sneaked onto the hanbok first while ssR was not there. Now, as soon as someone comes back, he will be kicked off immediately."
"My Korean nation is mighty!"
"SB gadgets, Korean running dogs roll!"
"Go to Kimchi Country ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Don't be a shame here."
"..."
In the live broadcast room, because Zhang Huan was almost eight o'clock, he had not yet come. He used to broadcast live on time at seven o'clock, but the audience mistakenly thought that he was afraid and did not dare to fight against others.
Many netizens who claim to be Koreans have begun to take rhythm in his live broadcast room, and some fans who can't see it are putting on a pose and starting to spray with Korean dog legs that have forgotten their ancestors.
For a while, it was lively.
After logging into the live broadcast room, after a round of air tickets, Zhang Huan adjusted his camera and smiled, "Brothers, sorry, there was a small dinner at the club in the evening. I went for a drink and was late."
"Say nothing, the barrage rolls up, a red envelope first!"
When I was late on the live broadcast, Zhang Huan always used gimmicks to make unhappy viewers shut up.
Ten red envelopes, each 1oo, a total of 1,000 yuan.
For him, it is naturally a small amount of money. Although most viewers don't pay attention to this money, everyone likes this atmosphere.
On Wang Qi TV, the anchor who can red envelope the audience, he is the first, and naturally won the favor of many people.
After a wave of red envelopes, the atmosphere became active.
After logging in to the server of Hanbok, Zhang Huan told the audience: "Brothers, everyone knows, tonight, the ssR master single player from South Korea is going to play with us, what do you say?"
"Fuck him!"
"Slay him, don't like Koreans."
"Hit him on his knees keyboard and called for Dad."
"You guys are just fooling around, it's not right to swear, it should be like this-hang up and beat slowly!"
"Well, it's unknown if we can win."
"The master is not the rest of the cargo, this guy is a bit strong, be careful."
"I believe you can win!"
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