The words of the tiger and wolf were floating fast, and then there were several sentences:
[Hehe, those ignorant people in front.]
The people behind me didn’t know what was going on, so they kept posting:
[You know nothing about the front]
Then there were several comments: [You don’t even know who the Third Young Master is]
[Fuck, what's going on? Who is the Third Young Master?]
[I have a strong feeling, could it be that person? Damn, it's impossible!]
[Who will also refresh the new copy???]
[Nothing is impossible, everything is possible, and he is indispensable in any copy with ghosts.]
These comments were so weird that Su Yi became a little curious. Who was this person who was hailed as a legend in the comments?
Then it was the turn of the eldest son of the Bai family to introduce himself:
"Then I'll explain it briefly."
Young Master Bai did not turn on his small TV, but the level lit up: Level 97.
"Ouch! That was a close call. I almost got slapped in the face."
Miss Lin, who was ranked 98th, said with a smile that she had just boasted in front of everyone very confidently that she was the person with the highest rank among those present.
"My role this time is particularly pitiful, a disabled person, I hope everyone will love me." Bai Dashao introduced shamelessly, "The mask on my face is because I was in a car accident when I was a child, and the plot setting has me a little disfigured. I am getting married today and I am afraid of scaring my wife, so I have to wear it."
He didn't care that he and Su Yi hadn't officially held the swearing-in ceremony yet and just called her his wife.
Ms. Lin: "So it's a plot setting, so I have to wear it, right?"
Bai Da Shao: "Yes."
Su Yi observed that several high-level players had very good habits, so he took notes.
Bai Da Shao: "I am not obsessed with exploring the truth, so I will just follow my wife today."
"Wow——" Miss Lin and Miss Peng started to gossip.
Su Yi blushed at the words "wife". Although what Mr. Bai said was right, script-killing was all about role-playing, and calling her by this title seemed to be flawless.
Next, it was the third young master's turn.
The Third Young Master said nothing. He turned on his small TV coldly and displayed the level directly:
Level 108!!
The three-digit number that widens the gap with everyone else!
The level symbol of high-end players is one level higher than that of others, and the account name is directly displayed next to the shining golden level:
GOD
The Third Young Master's small TV was pitch black and clean. He stretched out his index finger and casually clicked on the barrage, as if he was deliberately performing magic in front of someone...
In an instant, Su Yi saw 10 layers of dense and thick bullet screens exploded on the black screen! Countless white words overlapped each other, and in an instant, the black screen was swallowed up into a piece of snow-white.
Line after line, all of them are: White God! White God! White God!!!
GOD! GOD! GOD! YYDS! ! !
[I will always like Bai Shen! Woohoo, Bai Shen is on air! I have no regrets even if I turn on the barrage! ]
[Oh my god, the White God is really here. This kind of copy can actually allow the White God to appear. My life is perfect! ]
The Third Young Master said nothing. He pointed to the rank card above his head:
"No need for introductions."
Everyone was silent for a long time before someone said:
"Oh my god, you are so unkind!"
Miss Lin from level 98 looked at the one from level 108 and shouted, "You just sat there and didn't stop me when I was boasting! Are you just waiting to slap me in the face?"
Sister Lin’s small TV is filled with joy! Hahahahahahaha!
Su Yi didn't know what the status of Baishen's position was in the script-killing game, and why so many people were so enthusiastic. For him now, the high-end players at level 108 were very powerful in one place:
Have the privilege of freedom of dress.
Su Yi looked up at the three-digit level hanging high above Baishen's head, frowned in a complicated way, and felt a little worried. He didn't expect...
The third young master is actually the high-end player who has the privilege of dressing and taking off clothes.
But, he couldn't ask the Third Young Master to help him take off his stockings, right?
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