[Yes, I have to burn some paper for my grandpa and tell him this "good news"! ]
[Hey, don't mention it, don't mention it, the master must be living in a different time than me! [Image: yinyangqiqi.jpg]]
[Ahhh, Master, you're finally online! All the flowers I've been waiting for have wilted!]
[The one upstairs is breaking formation, hit her! Master, I'm the one who misses you the most, so today, can you hit me? Dog head jpg]
[Ah, what hit me in the face? It was the abacus beads from upstairs!]
The barrage of comments instantly appeared, and there was still chaos.
Occasionally there are a few words of anger from black fans.
But this time, Song Jinshu didn't know whether it was because this was the first time that he was broadcasting live in a territory that completely belonged to him in this world.
She is very patient.
But I didn't interrupt them immediately.
Instead, he couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
[Ah! Hit me upstairs, is there anything I'm seeing wrong? Why is the master laughing for no apparent reason?]
[Hit! Don't be afraid of the upstairs, I can still hit you! Didn't you notice that the master has moved again?]
"Master, what's so strange about changing places? Master, you're so rich, it's not unusual for you to change places every day. So, Master, can you share today's gift with me?"
[…I’m shocked by the shamelessness of the above! Shouldn’t they give it to me?]
[I was also shocked by the shamelessness of the above post. It should be given to me! ]
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【+......】
"alright."
This time, Song Jinshu did not delay any longer. She took out the previous rewards and donated them all to a charity organization that she liked.
Interrupting the netizens' jokes, he sat down on the overly soft sofa in the living room with some relaxation.
"We will not accept any tips from now on. We will just connect randomly. If you are interested, let's get started."
The netizens cheered twice and stopped talking.
They were ready to go and carefully pressed the microphone button.
But in the end, the person who appeared on the other half of the screen was a non-mainstream boy with a black and gray face.
A non-mainstream teenager with sharp hair and wearing a black T-shirt.
"master......"
The non-mainstream teenager seemed a little nervous, but spoke firmly.
"You can see ghosts, so can you tell me if people can reunite with their loved ones in the underworld after they die?"
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