Shenhao: I'm Really A Big Villain

"It's fine, I'll move the luggage into the room first." Qin Lang pushed the two suitcases and walked into the room.

Peng Peng followed closely and took one from Qin Lang's hand, "I'll help."

Zifeng pinched her whitish fingers and followed behind, more than five meters away from Qin Lang, before she dared to move forward.

After waiting for the figures of the three children to enter the house.

Only then did Teacher He withdraw the gaze of the person who came over and sighed, "My sister has grown up."

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Inside the mushroom house, it is completely wooden and relatively cool, and I am used to living in a metropolis full of reinforced concrete. Suddenly coming to this small village, there is a sense of tranquility and far-reaching inside.

After packing up the luggage, Qin Lang lay paralyzed on the wooden chair and exhaled.

Peng Peng brought a small wooden chair and sat next to him, feeling a little cramped.

Qin Lang turned his head and asked curiously, "Is something wrong?"

Peng Peng scratched the back of his head, hehe smiled and said, "Well, Qin Lang, can you praise me again with the voice of the singer?"

He thought, if he closed his eyes and Qin Lang spoke, he would not be able to tell the truth from the fake.

Being praised by the song god, it is estimated that you have to wake up at night with a smile!

Qin Lang shook his head, "Next time, imitating other people's voices hurts the vocal cords. It was because of the game rules of the program group. My senior sister is not easy to speak, it is too recognizable, and I am an amateur, if I don't imitate it. , this game can't be played."

Peng Peng nodded his head, "It's like this, but most of the previous guests, we can guess, even if it's not certain, there will be a range, Qin Lang, you are different, it's amazing Now, we have brought both Mr. Huang and Mr. He into the pit."

Is it great?

Nature is great.

The imitation ability of the system's exchange is enough to mix the fake with the real, and it is almost not much different from the real person.

While Peng Peng and Qin Lang were chatting, my sister Zifeng had been sitting a few meters away, holding a yogurt in her hand. It was the product of an endorser and it tasted good.

She was holding the yogurt box with her two little hands, and it was slightly deformed. For a while, her head looked at the ground, and then her head looked at the door. No matter what kind of posture, when it changed, she would move in Qin Lang's direction and cast go look.

She was a little nervous, didn't know what was going on, and felt a little afraid to approach Qin Lang.

"Sister, I was so tired from chopping wood just now, can you give me a bottle of yogurt?" Peng Peng asked in Zifeng's direction.

"Come on." Zifeng gathered up his courage, clutched the yogurt in his hand, and walked over, but when he got to the front, he looked at Qin Lang and said in a weak voice, as thin as a mosquito, "Qin... Mr. Qin, do you want yogurt?"

"Thank you." Qin Lang took the yogurt from Zifeng's hand with a smile, and because of the inadvertent touch, Zifeng's little face became puffy in an instant, "You can just call me Qin Lang, call me Mr. Qin , very unusual."

For Mr. Qin's three big characters, Qin Lang, as a cross-party, has awe in his heart.

Zifeng lowered his head, and in his big smart eyes, he couldn't hide his joy, "Mmmm, Qin Lang."

When she was a teenager, it was the time when the flowers were blooming the most. Zifeng's figure was not hot, but she had a youthful vigor on her body, and her little face was a little fat. Slow, it looks very cute.

For example, now, she is standing in front of Qin Lang with her head lowered and her fingers tugged. What she doesn't know is that she thinks that the student has done something wrong and is reprimanded by the teacher.

Peng Peng grimaced, "Sister, it's the yogurt I want, why did you give it to Qin Lang?"

Zifeng's cheeks flushed, and she trotted out, "I'll go get it."

When he came back, Peng Peng also had a bottle of yogurt in his hand, but with the yogurt in his hand, he looked at Qin Lang next to him. He didn't know what was going on, but he felt that his yogurt was not sweet.

At this time, the director next to him started to signal with a teleprompter: play a game.

The program team has sponsors. Yogurt, Xiaodu, "Base Explosion", etc. are all sponsors. Among them, "Base Explosion" invested the most money, so the program group specially arranged the promotion of this game.

Peng Peng understood and immediately said, "Sister, didn't you say that you just got a diamond last time? Brother and I are Xingyao now. I'll play a game while I'm fine, and brother will take you to fly."

The sister nodded, looked at Qin Lang again, and asked, "Qin Lang, have you played "Base Explosion"? Can you add a friend to play with the game that has been very popular recently?"

Qin Lang hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, "Yes."

The three added friends to each other in the chat software, and then logged into the game interface together.

The director transferred the page of the live broadcast room to the mobile game screen of the three of them. Treating the gold owner, you have to be so conscientious. Otherwise, who will be willing to spend money next time?

The first game begins, and the thirteen-minute game ends.

Pumbaa: 4-6-5

Purple Maple: 1-5-16

Qin Lang: 18-0-5

There were thirty-two heads in the team, and Qin Lang alone had more than half of them, and he also offered a five-kill.

In the second game, the team had 38 heads, and Qin Lang alone had 26 heads, giving him two five kills.

In the third game, the whole team had 30 heads, Qin Lang had 25 heads alone, and had three pentakills.

Both Peng Peng and Zifeng were stunned, and the director was also dumbfounded.

The live broadcast room directly exploded, "Fuck, this guy is definitely on the hook, this is impossible, how can he have such a strong strength?

It is difficult for even those professional anchors to have such a record, especially the five kills!

This thing depends not only on strength, but also on luck!

How can a squad walk together every time? Killed by someone? "

"Report and report! Report this guy, it's too abominable, openly playing games on the show, if the "Base Explosion" official does not block Qin Lang's account, just abandon the tour."

"Trash, this guy is just trash. I've never seen such a shameless person, so he still wants to debut? If he can debut, I'll eat shit!"

Cursing, on the screen of the live broadcast room, scrolled in a loop.

Even some girls who covet Qin Lang's appearance are not easy to speak at this time. They also play games and are particularly disgusted by such people.

Don't say that I hate Qin Lang so much, but at least it's a very unwise move to speak up for Qin Lang at this time.

Inside the mushroom house, Peng Peng also realized something was wrong, "Qin Lang, you are so good at this game, have you practiced?"

He wanted to put the blame on Qin Lang's strength.

Who knows, Qin Lang not only didn't appreciate it, but instead said amazingly, "No, it's not too much to play, the strength is the same, I feel that the opponent is too weak, even if you open the whole wheat to scold the opponent, they will not know back."

Open it, hit it hard!