When I dropped my VR glasses for the 108th time, instant noodle soup spilled onto the keyboard. The number of online people in the upper right corner of the live broadcast room is like the electrocardiogram of a dying patient - 5 out of 8 living people are platform robots.
Sorry guys, my Tangtang has convulsions again. I compared my feelings to the camera, and the virtual daughter wearing a JK uniform on the screen suddenly distorted into a mosaic, waiting for me to restart...
The fluorescent lights on the entire floor suddenly sizzled. Tangtang's 3D model suddenly expanded to two meters high, and her twin ponytails exploded into countless garbled threads. Her sweet voice was mixed with electric noise: Jiang Xiaobai... Run away...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
