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344 The Boy Who Lives

Liu Tong sighed for more than ten minutes, knowing that since she was possessed by the system, she did not have much power to choose.

Think about those system texts, each task is almost forced to succeed if it fails. My own diva system is at least mild.

Although the final result was still as cruel as it was, Liu Tong could feel the system of kindness, which was a kindness that inspired his potential.

"I'll go fucking kindness!" Liu Tong smashed his forehead. It was useless to think randomly, so he should just calmly carry out the task.

Obviously, according to the emergency situation of the task, the daily task is the most urgent, and according to the intensity of the punishment, if it is not considered the final task, it is undoubtedly the most terrifying punishment for the monthly task.

What does the meaning of returning to the soul to zero? It means that the free soul he has accumulated with great effort, as well as the skills that have become five stars, have all been erased.

Although this is not a direct deletion of the account, it is also similar to the stolen equipment.

For example, it is to wash the points and find that you can't add points after you can't add them. After the upgrade fails, start upgrading again.

This reminds Liu Tong of the death mode game he has played. As long as he fails to die in one mission, he will start again at level 0.

Think about how collapsed Liu Tong would be when his soul reaches 99.

"I just want to postpone this task a little bit, so the system will give me this set?" Liu Tong seemed to understand that he really didn't care much about the painting task these days. After all, this task was a bit troublesome for him. Four-star paintings are very simple, but it would be a fantasy to sell for 100 million US dollars.

"Damn, this month is still 28 days, only twenty days." Liu Tong was distressed. Compared to the urgent daily tasks, Liu Tong could not accept the punishment for this month's mission.

On the contrary, Liu Tong was not worried about the mission Zhou. He had already written the sequel to "The Beautiful Woman" before, and the task could be completed by uploading it.

Liu Tong first practiced painting in the morning, and by around 3:00 pm, his painting level reached a four-star advanced level.

A little tired, Liu Tong planned to complete today's daily task.

The description of the task is very strange, "Pretended to play Xiaoyi and broadcast live, more than a thousand people watched and liked it."

Originally, his female body was in Xiaoyi's state, so where did he pretend to be?

That's only one meaning, which makes the audience mistakenly think that she is pretending. Obviously, in a male state, it is easier to succeed in doing so.

If it is a live broadcast of a female body, then you have to dress up like Xiaoyi first, and then pretend to be true and fake.

"What the hell mission..." Liu Tong complained again, and then put on makeup on herself.

Because there was no skin-removing mud, Liu Tong had to find the materials himself. At 4:30 pm, Liu Tong used the four-star primary disguise technique to make herself look like Xiao Yi.

"It looks pretty good, probably it can be fake or real." Liu Tong nodded and found a very popular Douyu live broadcast platform online, register an account, and then enter false identity information.

However, unfortunately, the review of this Douyu Live Platform is quite strict, requiring that the video be recorded first and the live broadcast can be performed after three review days.

This made Liu Tong give up the idea of ​​live broadcasting here and find the salted fish platform again. Although this salted fish platform with less strict supervision, Liu Tong was unable to pass the review immediately.

Liu Tong had no choice but to activate Xiaoyi’s account and then start the live broadcast.

It was 5:15 pm. Xiaoyi's live broadcast started less than a minute, and the room for one thousand people was filled.

This speed can be said to be extremely terrifying. Liu Tong did not expect that Xiaoyi had left the Xianyu live broadcast platform for a long time and could still have such a strong appeal.

"Xiaoyi! Xiaoyi! My goddess!"

"That's great, fortunately I didn't uninstall this platform, Xiaoyi finally came!"

"Xiao Yi hasn't forgotten us, she's here to broadcast live!"

"It's not in vain that I've been waiting for several months. It's really worth it to be able to squeeze in."

Liu Tong smiled bitterly. Before the screen was turned on, these people started to cheer in a crazy manner. Aren’t they worried that a bitter-faced man suddenly appeared and told them that Xiao Yi’s account was stolen?

"This task is easy to complete, I hope you won't get it wrong." Liu Tong looked at her outfit again and thought it was OK and there was no flaw. So she turned on the screen and said in Xiaoyi's voice: "Hello everyone, I'm here to broadcast live today, I want to tell you good news..."

At this moment, Qiu Jie stared at the screen of his mobile phone, sat on the roadside, and his bicycle fell on the side of the road a few meters away, completely disregarding the curious gazes of pedestrians passing by.

When he was reminding his phone vibrating, he logged into the Xianyu live broadcast platform as soon as possible and barely squeezed into this room.

I was secretly glad that when I was lucky, I saw Xiaoyi's familiar face and moving voice.

However, Qiu Jie felt that Xiaoyi was a little different today. I don’t know if it was an illusion or because of video quality issues, but he felt that Xiaoyi was not that perfect.

"Impossible, my Xiaoyi cannot be imperfect!" Qiu Jie tried hard to eliminate distractions, stared at Xiaoyi on the screen, followed Xiaoyi's song "The Distant World", and then announced the news that a new movie would be released, and then went offline.

But Qiu Jie frowned. The singing just now was undoubtedly Xiao Yi's, which was very perfect, but the person on the video gave Qiu Jie a strange feeling.

"Is this Xiaoyi's substitute?" Qiu Jie suspiciously quit the live broadcast platform. Since meeting Xiaoyi in that dream, Qiu Jie could instinctively tell that it was Xiaoyi and that it was not Xiaoyi.

When many people who pretend to be Xiaoyi appear, even if they dress similarly, they can tell at a glance that they are not Xiaoyi at all.

But this Xiaoyi gave him a feeling of being true or false, feeling like she was real, but she still had the illusion that she was imperfect and not like Xiaoyi.

"Maybe Xiaoyi is in a bad state today..." Qiu Jie comforted himself. After all, this Xiaoyi's live broadcast account should not be wrong, and the voice would not be fake.

Just as Qiu Jie was suspicious, Liu Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief and the system prompted the daily task to be completed.

"Congratulations to the host, I won a nunchaku." Liu Tong looked at the extra nunchaku in his dimensional space, which was clearly the one he had won and then was taken back.

"Damn it, this turtle grandson system, recycle the things and give them to me as a prize." Liu Tong couldn't help but curse, and waved the nunchakus in her hand for a long time before putting it away in anger.

After returning home, Liu Tong also lost interest in cooking. Under the pressure of the new task, Liu Tong was not in a hurry to improve her cooking skills. She only fryed two dishes and ate them with her mother.

"Xiaotong, think you are not feeling well today?"

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't rest during the Chinese New Year." Liu Tong sighed.

"Hey, what happened? Didn't you agree?" Xu Chunfang frowned.
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