Chapter 72
The swordsman in the picture has a beautiful face, while Yingyue's eyes are half blocked by the shadow of the cloth. He pulls the cloth so that it does not block his sight, and the light coming in creates a clear contrast.
The long eyelashes are like bird feathers, fluttering with the blinking movement, and the half-closed eyes always give people a sense of distance and gentleness.
The pale pink lips are slightly curved, moist and watery.
Her skin was as smooth as porcelain, and under the white cloth, it looked even whiter than usual.
The sun was just rising, but not scorching. Its bright colors shone on the white cloth and the other person's hands gently pulling the cloth, creating a rainbow of colors at the junction of light and darkness.
However, everyone in the live broadcast room was paying attention to what had been posted in the barrage that day. They were paying close attention to the words in the barrage and making their own inferences and judgments, and most people missed this opening.
Fortunately, some people turned off the pop-up screen recording as soon as they entered the live broadcast room, and there were also screenshot party members who turned off the scrolling pop-up screen.
So that they don't really miss this scene.
[Being by Grandpa——!!]
[Aaaaaaaaaaa——Oh my god, that place where the light is coming from!! Oh my god, those fingertips casually holding the fabric, oh my god, that ray of light on the lips]
[Ishikiri Maru asked me why I was offering a tablet]
[This is so tempting!!!]
[After watching the screen recording, I think that as long as Grandpa doesn’t talk, he is really a very handsome man]
-[I’ll add a comment. The host made me laugh to death!]
-[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]
-[Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahahaha]
-[Shut up, there's a voice in my head!]
[How could this be? I used to lack screen savers, but now I have so many beautiful photos to choose from, but I have trouble choosing and can’t pick my favorite. I reluctantly bought three more mobile phones/crying]
-[? ? ! Rich sister is hungry]
-[Rich lady stickers!!]
Compared to the first time when he disappeared halfway through the live broadcast and posted a photo to apologize, this time the live broadcast excluded his three daily meals and continued until the normal ending time in the evening.
There is also a business video of Mikazuki.
Although Kitsunesuke pressed the wrong button during the recording, causing the live broadcast room to open, it doesn’t matter!
One video was edited and shortened to only three and a half minutes with storyboards, and the other was the original recording without filters for a full forty minutes. Double videos, double the food, and fans are ecstatic.
[Fox, Kitsunesuke, extra food! / Nosebleed / Thumb]
[Come, bring one hundred servings of fried tofu to my little fox!]
[I love it so much, short-sighted
The long video is so quiet and powerful that it makes me want to learn knife skills! But thinking about the hardship I have to endure, I backed out. [Pain]
[That's awesome, that's awesome/Screaming Chicken]
[He is so good, this shot, this look, the reflection of the knife illuminating half of the face when he slashed back... I am directly transported to the Time Traveling Army!]
[Three! Day! Month! Cut! Me!]
There are also fan-made clips of live highlights.
Munechika Mikazuki was staring at the lower bullet screen. He was about to read out the lines that the audience wanted to hear.
He spoke neither hurriedly nor slowly, and his lips curled up as if he wanted to laugh at the lines, but he suppressed it when he was about to read it out. His drooping eyes and long eyelashes cast shadows, and under the cover of the white cloth, he gave people an especially subtle sense of shyness for some reason.
"Pretty or something like that...don't say that."
If you turn on the bullet screen, this clip will be completely submerged in white text.
"I don't know what you're expecting."
"Can I...?"
As he was reciting, he raised his eyes during the pause at the last sentence and looked straight into the camera. This glance seemed to pass through the screen and meet the eyes of everyone behind the screen.
In fact, his eyes remained the same as always, reflecting the eternal crescent moon, with a hint of smile, peaceful and normal.
But with the lines and the atmosphere, it's like the uneasiness hidden in the heart, seeking a look of confirmation.
There is no need to explain how the barrage of comments went viral; the comment section under the video clip was dizzying.
[You! Can! You can! You must be able to! !]
[As long as you show up, you've satisfied my expectations, ahhhhh limited edition Mikazuki QAQ! I'm dying on the spot!]
[I just did 300 sit-ups in the coffin, and Jiro asked me what I was doing outside the castle tower, panting.
I covered my sore abdominal muscles and told him: I am exercising.]
[Beautiful! You are so beautiful!]
[This order is amazing, kudos to you for choosing the right words!]
[Fuck… my family was watched on video and laughed, is he okay?/Scared]
-[I am the original poster, it’s ok, he said the crescent moon is very beautiful]
-[Fuck, what kind of linkage is this? Two chefs are delighted!]
-[…The truth is, it’s ridiculous that my Mikazuki follows this guy’s videos every day, and then on the corridor, hahaha, I can’t even run as fast as him!]
-[Is what the above person said true? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]
In addition, there are clips of some mini-games played with the audience, and the hundreds of minutes of live broadcast recordings have also been watched repeatedly by some people.
[I am so satisfied today. The waiting in the past few days is worth it.]
[Round and peaceful/Penguin pats his belly]
[+10086]
The schedule for this race is similar to the last one, but since there are fewer people, the number of days to finish is naturally shorter.
When this competition is over, half of the people will be eliminated, and the remaining 700-plus players will be evenly divided, with 25 more people per day, and the competition will only take two days.
The audience in Mikazuki's live broadcast room didn't have to wait long before they quickly got the lottery tickets drawn by the other party in the third round.
——Akashi. Kuniyoshi.
Before the second day officially started, the internet went crazy.
The Shinto judges or sword colleagues in Honmaru all know what kind of sword Akashi Kuniyuki is. Even if they don't, they can look up the illustrated manual on the Internet to get an idea of his appearance.
Glasses, a black rope chain around the neck, a slim-fitting long-sleeved jacket, a loose shirt underneath that reveals a small part of the chest, a leather belt crisscrossed across the chest, a red rope tied diagonally around the hips that crosses with a golden belt, tight black pants, and mid-length boots that reach the calves.
It was different from Mikazuki Munechika's complicated and ancient-style clothing.
It is also different from the two-vibrating swords I have worn before.
The un-extended Akashi national version of the battle suit does not have any additional heavy armor, only a small row of light armor plates near the left arm of the jacket, which can basically be ignored if you don't look carefully. It can be said to be a very casual and everyday style among battle suits.
[Fuck, fuck, fuck, I can’t imagine it. Even though I’ve seen Turtle Armor Zhenzong Mikazuki, I still can’t imagine it.]
[Oh, I just wanted to use the Time Converter to go to the dawn tomorrow, but Kitsunesuke stopped me.]
-[You are too aggressive, sister. This is an attempted crime.]
-[The first time is a warning and confinement for three days, but they will be added to the 20-year surveillance list]
[How come it’s only been two hours? How come it’s not midnight yet? Sun, why hasn’t you set yet?]
[I see, isn't it just an all-nighter?]
-[Sisters, wake up. Is it stupid to stay up all night? Sleeping = traveling through time, you know?]
-[On the top floor, even if sleeping doesn’t mean traveling through time, if I’m not in good spirits, how can I remember the live broadcast tomorrow? ! Without further ado, I’ve washed up and prepared to go to bed, and my Jujumaru opened his eyes and looked at me in surprise.]
-[This is too real. Just now, Hasebe asked me hesitantly if I wanted to go to sleep.
The tone was filled with shock and disbelief, and relief, but because it was too hard to believe, it was cautious. At that moment, I began to reflect on myself.]
This building was instantly pushed to the top.
It became a hit after being reposted.
On this night, for the first time ever, some of the judges went into the castle tower and slept at 9:00 p.m.
The swordsmen, who have become accustomed to the inquisitors' daily routine and turn off the lights and go to sleep around midnight:?
As a result, at 5 o'clock in the live broadcast room, everyone was particularly energetic because they had a good sleep, and they didn't need to restrain their excitement, so the barrage was as lively as a vegetable market. The person who woke up yawned while holding the tablet, turned around and crawled to the computer to open the live broadcast room. One person chatted with the barrage open, and the other turned off the barrage and prepared to concentrate on watching the live broadcast.
There didn't seem to be any surprises like last time. At 6 o'clock, there was movement on the screen.
Just like every time he appears, he always makes people's eyes light up. This time, he makes people's eyes light up but in a different way.
"Ah, don't touch the switch."
It seemed that it was too late, as everyone saw the neck and jaw that were so close to her, and the blue hair that was swaying on the left. There was a tight black chain wrapped around her neck, and below was the collarbone that was not covered at all.
They seemed to hear the person in the picture laugh helplessly in a whisper, and then they stepped back and sat down.
So everyone saw his upper body.
The hairpin that was originally pinned on the left side of Akashi. Guohang was pinned on the right side, and the blue hair on the right side was pinned behind the ear to reveal a clean hairline. The thin-rimmed glasses were placed on the face to block the alienation. The black coat had red edges separating the inconspicuous shoulder pads, which actually looked more like shoulder pads for a suit. It had a high collar around the neck, an open neckline, a black strap on the chest that was two fingers thick, and a white shirt that was buttoned with four buttons, loose and half tucked into the pants.
He was now sitting cross-legged in front of the camera, fully dressed in battle clothes, and a flash of yellow fluff passed by the edge of the camera.
Originally, wearing glasses always gave him a scholarly vibe. Some people thought that it might be similar to the gorgeous clothes he had ordered when he worked with Huajiang last time, because if Akashi.Guoban's clothes were a little more exaggerated, they would be as luxurious as those somewhat serious clothes.
No matter what, it will definitely look good.
But they only discovered it when they saw Munechika Mikazuki actually wearing it.
Is Akashi National Bank poisonous?
The glasses blurred the distance and made it difficult to see clearly. The attire on her body, whether it was the hairpins on her ears or the slim yet loose clothes, somehow added a sense of laziness to that line of sight. Even though the other person was sitting with his back straight, the feeling he gave people was not spirited, but rather a sense of empathy.
...I'm so tired.
Then they heard
The man spoke in a very unskilled and awkward Kansai accent.
"Good morning. You got up early today too."
The ending tone that should have been crisp and clear was dragged out, but it suddenly became quite similar, not to mention that the Kansai accent itself has that flavor when read along with the katakana.
The camera was then picked up and placed on the tea table, and in the camera, Sochin Mikazuki moved closer, and his expression could be seen more clearly as the distance got closer.
He smiled as hearty as always, with anticipation in his tone.
"Hahaha, I've always wanted to try this. How is it? Does it look like this?"
Live broadcast audience: …
It seems like it’s too much!
The author has something to say: Oh, it’s so late!! I’m sorry!!
It was a minor matter that took some time to adjust, so I was delayed qwq.
There won't be any tonight, but I'll update tomorrow (should be at 21:00), and thereafter I'll probably update at 21:00. I feel like I'm owed a chapter, so I'll count it as an extra update.
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