At the same time, the number of comments in Ji Xiaoshan’s live broadcast room suddenly increased dramatically.
[J God? The most awesome vegetable is J God?!]
[Ahhh, damn, my God J’s voice is so beautiful, my ears are pregnant.]
Who is that cat's paw that's worse than a cat? His voice sounds a bit like Black God!
[So my goddess is playing PUBG with the Sogoku team?]
[That's not right. Heishen clearly called her "little sister."]
[What a fantastic plot, but I heard that Team Ruhua and Team Zongji have always had a good relationship.]
As the barrage of comments became increasingly heated, news of Ji Xiaoshan live-streaming Si Jin eating PUBG also spread quickly.
After a while, the subscription popularity of her live broadcast room increased rapidly.
Over here, Nie Hao, who was eating hot pot, suddenly received a call. He then looked at Meng Ruo, who was at the side and had lost all hope in life. The latter was still yelling, "It's over, it's over, I'm done. How could the captain be playing tricks!"
Ning Hongyan sneered when he heard this, and manipulated the buttons to keep up with Si Jin's pace. Without looking up, he said, "Don't you think about it? Miss Nan Wu is in the hospital receiving an IV drip, so how can she play PUBG?"
Lin Xiaoran laughed out loud, looking at Meng Ruo with a gloating look, and he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos. "Brother, what's there to be afraid of? Si Jin has nothing to be afraid of."
He is not afraid.
Lin Xiaoran straightened his back with determination.
Ning Hongyan gave him a cold look.
Lin Xiaoran caught his gaze and glared at Ning Hongyan. Just as he was about to speak, Nie Hao's voice rang out, "I think you're really done. Did you know that Ji Xiaoshan was live streaming?"
He looked at Meng Ruo with a half-smile, and the gold-rimmed glasses on his face reflected a cold light under the light.
"Live broadcast?!" Meng Ruo looked at Nie Hao a little confused.
"It's already on the trending search on Weibo." Nie Hao said this and sent a WeChat message to Si Jin.
Meng Ruo also quickly quit the game, opened Weibo, and looked at the hot search terms about Si Jin eating chicken, which gave him a headache.
"I didn't know she was live streaming. When she contacted me, she didn't tell me she was live streaming."
Meng Ruo really felt that this time it was all over, and this wave of heat would definitely be hyped up.
This game of PUBG was not finished after all. Song Nanwu's water was used up, and the nurse came to take out the needle, so Si Jin quit the game.
After putting a mask on Song Nanwu, Si Jin heard his cell phone ringing and subconsciously took it out to check.
Song Nanwu was standing nearby and accidentally glanced at the battery level of Si Jin's phone, which was still at 56 percent.
"Didn't the captain say his phone was out of battery?"
His eyebrows and eyes are cold, but his gaze is burning.
Si Jin glanced at her and put the phone back in his pocket, "Did I say that?"
"Yes, I did." She said seriously.
Si Jin curled his lips and firmly denied, "I don't remember saying that. Let's go back."
As he spoke, he walked out of the infusion room first with his long legs.
Song Nanwu looked at him and followed him, "Captain, I'm a little hungry."
"Go back and have some porridge. Ask Aunt Zheng to make some lean meat porridge for you at the base." Si Jin said lightly.
Song Nanwu responded, "Yeah."
Nie Hao had previously said that he would not eat at the base, and when Aunt Zheng received Si Jin's notice, she only cooked lean meat porridge.
Si Jin didn't like the light lean meat porridge, so he ordered takeout, spicy hot pot and Juewei crayfish.
Song Nanwu, who was drinking porridge: "..."
"Captain, did you do this on purpose?" she asked coldly.
Si Jin, who was peeling shrimp, looked at her lazily, "What do you mean by intentional? I'm in the hospital with you and I can't even eat hot pot. Can't I order takeout to satisfy my craving?"
Song Nanwu pursed her lips and said nothing.
"Want to eat?" He asked her with a raised eyebrow.
"I don't want to." Song Nanwu said coldly after swallowing her saliva, and then drank a mouthful of porridge with an expressionless face.
"Young lady who believes in Buddhism, lying is not a good thing."
Song Nanwu was silent.
Si Jin glanced at her, suddenly stood up and went to the kitchen to pour a bowl of hot water. He picked up a piece of lotus root from the spicy hot pot, put it in the bowl, washed it, and then gave it to her.
"Alright, alright, I'll give you a piece of lotus root."
Song Nanwu didn't hesitate to eat lotus root, glanced at the spicy hot pot, and said to Si Jin, "The spicy hot pot also contains enoki mushrooms, ham, potatoes, and shrimp dumplings..."
Si Jin glanced at Song Nanwu and interrupted her, "Amitabha, don't push your luck."
"It's still not enough." Song Nanwu frowned and suddenly raised her voice a bit.
It would have been fine if I hadn't had a bite, but I ended up eating it, and it immediately aroused my greed.
What's more, Song Nanwu has no self-control when it comes to the delicacies of the 21st century.
Of course, she didn't want to be self-disciplined either.
"Then I'll give you two more dishes. No bargaining allowed. You can choose what you want to eat."
"Potatoes and ham."
"Troublesome." Si Jin said with disgust, picked up the potatoes and washed them, and said to Song Nanwu: "Remember, you are allergic to flowers. Next time you dare to accept flowers from others, think about the time when you can't eat anything."
"Yeah." Song Nanwu responded.
Hearing this, Si Jin curled his lips, and his ink-black eyes flashed slightly.
When Lin Xiaoran and the others came back from eating hot pot, Song Nanwu and Si Jin had also eaten and drunk their fill and were sitting in front of the computer waiting in line.
Si Jin deserves to be called the top mobile traffic, and the popularity he brought earlier was indeed hyped up.
In such a short period of time, with Ji Xiaoshan's joking apology on Weibo, saying that she shouldn't have called Si Jin sick, it rose to the top of Weibo's hot search list.
Some netizens took advantage of this opportunity to stir up trouble, starting with topics like whether one should kill one's teammates when winning the game and whether Ji Xiaoshan should apologize.
It’s not that Si Jin doesn’t have black fans, but relatively speaking, there are more true fans.
Immediately, the two sides started arguing fiercely on Weibo.
Some netizens also thought carefully about Meng Ruo's words "Miss Nanwu". After various analyses and debates, someone revealed the truth: the name of the Red Dust Wanderer of the Zongji Team is Song Nanwu.
In other words, the account Si Jin used to play PUBG might belong to Hongchen Langke.
Another wave of wind and waves came in an instant.
Watching the waves of controversy online, Meng Ruo wanted to retreat to the sidelines and become invisible. However, he ultimately stood beside Si Jin and apologized, "Captain, I'm sorry. I didn't know Ji Xiaoshan was live streaming at the time."
"Yeah." Si Jin glanced at him without showing any emotion and said calmly, "Every failure makes you wiser."
Meng Ruo's eyes lit up instantly, "Captain is not angry?"
"There's no point in getting into trouble with a fool." Si Jin, as sharp-tongued as ever, spoke with disdain, then said, "Amitabha, come and get the blue."
"Oh, our captain is playing in a duo with Miss Nan Wu." Nie Hao walked up, looked at the two of them, and laughed.
"By the way, is Xiao Song's allergy better?" Lin Xiaoran sat opposite and asked Song Nanwu.
Song Nanwu looked up at him and said, "It's okay."
Nie Hao felt somewhat relieved. "It's rare that our captain is so patient and accompanies the young lady in the hospital while she's getting an IV. He's really becoming more and more caring."
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