Live Broadcast to Become the Strongest in the Interstellar

[First published in Jinjiang, the entire text has been overhauled. We are not responsible for various versions of pirated texts~] Galaxy TV has a strange anchor. The black cloak covered him from head to toe, revealing only a pair of black and white eyes, making it impossible to distinguish between male and female. On the first day of broadcast, The second anchor pointed at the sky, and his clear voice was sonorous and powerful: "Set a small goal first, and live broadcast for everyone how to get into the Empire's number one military academy - Maca Military Academy!" On the second day of broadcast, "Brothers, I find that the tuition fee is a bit expensive. Let's consider St. Cyr Military Academy. It is also one of the four major military schools, so it doesn't mean I have been wronged." There was ridicule on the barrage. [Is there something wrong with the anchor's brain? [Return to Saint-Cyr? I don't think he can even get into the school recruitment! [Can you please stop being embarrassed and go home and farm? Later, at the military school admissions meeting. Seeing the black figure dancing with two swords and killing everyone, the barrage was boiling! [This seems to be the anchor I scolded before? ! [Damn it, this is really a fucking achievement from Saint-Cyr! [You all care about whether the anchor can fly high, but I only care about whether the anchor can still broadcast after going to school...] Three days later, the official external relations department of Saint-Cyr Military Academy released a link. Click on it and you will see a familiar live broadcast room. Advance payment: [In the beginning, I just wanted to get a minimum salary] There is a new person in Tianshi Mansion. With his superb talisman-drawing skills and his unique "arrogant" style, he has attracted countless fans. The gloomy baby boy slapped his face and started to take away an organ. Ji Ran was silent for a while and said: "The appendix has been cut, can you look at the wisdom teeth?" In the middle of the night, the evil ghost was howling outside the door for a long time, his voice was hoarse. Unfortunately, the people in the house didn't even breathe. When they got up to go to the toilet at night, they asked innocently: "Why didn't you ring the doorbell?" Li Gui: Fuck The ghost doctor in a white coat had a warm smile on his face, but he was telling the bloody steps on how to peel off human skin. Faced with the obvious threat, Ji Ran not only did not panic at all, but also looked worried: "The technical difficulty is a bit high, but there is no need to force myself." [Hahahahahahaha she is so crazy and I like her! Awesome! Is this a provocation? Hahahaha, the ghost doctor's face turned green! [This is another big death. Mom, I don't dare to look at it. I'll come back after the skin is peeled off...] At this time, on the screen, Ji Ran, who was judged to be eliminated by the audience, took out three yellow talismans at an alarming speed, easily making the ghost unable to move. She stepped on the ghost doctor's chest and said in a lazy tone: "Choose one, immediate salvation, or three hundred years' imprisonment?" Ji Ran: At first, I just wanted to come here to earn a guaranteed salary, but later I found out that they didn't do it for me. Purpose: The Chinese race will never end