You Jiu has recently become obsessed with King Pesticide, specializing in playing very brutal and dissolute output.
One day, after taking the entire audience for the fifth time, she felt that she was so powerful that no one could stop her, so she posted a message.
——Ranked 1 with 4, get 4 salted fish that will deduct 666!
That's right, she just needs to be admired and boasted, and if she doesn't listen to praise, she will die.
Game tips: Player [Which nickname should I choose] invites you to enter the room: [Qualifying Match] 5vs5
You Jiu was stunned and all her arrogance disappeared. She trembled and held up the mobile phone screen to ask her roommate why the player's avatar looked so familiar.
Her roommate gave her a big roll of his eyes, as if looking at a mentally retarded person: Isn't that Bu Bu? You are a goddess.
——See through but not tell through the dividing line of the small theater————
You Jiu: ⊙v⊙Goddess believes in me so much, I must help you show off and fly with you
Bu Yao: ... Why did you run out and get someone's head again? Be good and follow me. I'll protect you. You're safe.
Instructions for consumption
1. A relaxing daily short story, maybe a bit sweet
2. It will involve a little bit of gaming, but more real life parts.
3. This article is also called "Pill, how to solve the problem of making a fool of yourself every time you pretend to be in front of the goddess!" !