[Xiaoqian, can you turn off the notification sound? ]

[Does the host think it's not wonderful enough? Xiaoqian can find another one.]

Compared to before, Xiaoqian's attitude can be described as amiable.

【close. 】

【oh. 】

Xiao Qian felt aggrieved, but after a while, his mind finally cleared up.

[Does it have a popularity value of 10,000 now? ]

【More than that.】

If Xiao Qian had legs, she would probably be thinking: [The host now has 1.3 million popularity points.]

【Exchange for Daigo Drink.】

A drop of golden dew was secreted from the leaves of the bodhi heart grass. It was as round as a gold-plated pearl, chewy to the touch, and melted quickly in the throat.

A stream of fresh air rushed from his throat to his forehead, washing away all the dust. After a while, Jiang Xi felt that his mind suddenly felt much more relaxed.

She flipped through the textbooks she brought with her, and the knowledge she had learned seemed to have never been forgotten. It was rescued from the distant memory center. She no longer stumbled, but her thoughts were smoother and clearer than ever before.

[Photographic memory? So amazing?]

[That's not the case. To use your human language, it's probably... to reduce the burden on the brain. Yes! To reduce the burden on the brain.]

[Can this thing be redeemed continuously? ]

Jiang Xi is a little greedy.

[No, both the Immortal Dew and the Daigo Drink are single-use items and can only be redeemed once in a lifetime.]

【……】

Jiang Xi decided to review first.

So, when Tang Gu knocked on the door and called him to eat, he found that his newly signed female anchor was diligently memorizing her lessons, and there was a pile of test papers next to her, which was really worthy of her high school identity.

"Wait, let me go over this."

Jiang Xi is reading an ancient Chinese article.

My memory is surprisingly good. Whatever I see is deeply engraved in my mind. Unlike before, I always had some difficulties and had to recite it three times before I could remember it well.

Fatty Tang touched his nose. As a poor student, he had an instinctive resistance to all textbooks.

Just as I was wandering around the room out of boredom, there was a knock on the door.

"who?"

"Room service."

Fatty Tang glanced out of the cat's eye and it was true.

After opening the door, the other party also came in and handed over a paper bag respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Tang, someone sent a gift, and the owner of the house is required to sign for it."

Fatty Tang looked at the gift bag in his hand. Hey, a Hermes logo?

It’s quite a big deal.

He called out, "Xiaoxi, come and see, a fan has brought you a gift."

"And this."

The other party handed over another envelope-like object. Fatty Tang reached out to take it, felt it, and found it was quite hard. Jiang Xi came out in slippers, his face gloomy: "I won't take it."

Fatty Tang had already reached out and handed the letter over.

"At least take a look. After all, I'm a fan."

The housekeeping staff hesitated to speak, then thought, he is... a fan, a top-level one.

"Take the gift back, I'll keep this."

Jiang Xi waved the envelope in her hand. Seeing her firm attitude, the service staff no longer insisted and left with the gift bag.

"Look at this," Fatty Tang said sourly, "I've been doing live broadcasts for so many years, and no one has ever sent me a letter. Who still uses paper these days? Look, this person has a warm heart."

——Isn’t it a passionate heart?

Jiang Xi looked at the card in the envelope with a smile.

1201.

Room card.

The presidential suite of this club is said to be on the 12th floor.

Tang Gu seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed: "Oh no, oh no, that kid surnamed Chu must be after you!"

Seeing that Jiang Xi was still fine, he was so anxious that he almost burst into laughter.

"Xiaoxi, you don't know, these people..."

Fatty Tang struggled to organize his words. "Although this world always talks about equality, invisible classes have always existed—those ordinary people like us can't come into contact with them. This Chu guy isn't a bad guy, but he's not a good guy either. If he sets his sights on something, he'll use any means necessary to get it."

Jiang Xi looked at him, her bright pupils seemed to be able to illuminate all the dust in the world.

"...Mr. Chu wants to take advantage of me?"

Tang Gu's fat face flushed, and he felt a little embarrassed to talk about this to such a minor: "That's about it."

"If I don't obey, you will not let me win the crown?"

"...There's no guarantee of winning the championship."

Tang Gu felt that she was too confident, as if she could succeed if Chu Tian didn't stop her.

"Isn't that the end?"

Jiang Xi just felt that the one million bonus was a bit of a pity.

I can buy an apartment for my parents.

"Brother Tang, can you help me pay it back?"

Tang Gu felt that it was a bit unfair for Jiang Xi to blink at him like that.

Who can resist such a cute and clever ghost?

"Okay, wait."

Tang Gu gritted his teeth, clenched his fist into five balls, and ran away with his fist clenched...

Reception building.

The receptionist was a pretty girl: "Hello sir, how can I help you?"

"A gentleman has lost his room card. Please notify the landlord."

The receptionist was stunned. When she saw the room card number 1201, her expression suddenly turned serious. She motioned Tang Gu to wait aside.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

Jiang Xi received a call here.

"Hello."

The person on the other side spoke in beautiful Beijing dialect: "Jiang...Xi?"

"Yes, who is it?"

"I'm Chu Tian."

Jiang Xi closed his eyes, feeling slightly uncomfortable all over. Even the little finger on his right hand, which had been broken before, began to ache slightly.

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