Attack Stream of Life

    Liu Xinghu went out to stay in a hotel from home that night, and he felt that he could not face it.

    The most embarrassing operation is to anonymously call Qingchuan's card one million, leave a message 'I'm sorry', think about it and feel uneasy, and stuff a letter to Qingchuan's door, which contains only a string of number, and a string of octopus handwriting: If you have trouble calling this number.

    In fact, it was his own contact number, but he didn't write it down, so Qingchuan thought it was a harassing number or a new game of the Liu family, and threw it in the trash.

    The pink gift box given to him by the unknown old man contained only a golden key.

    He checked on the Internet and found out that this was the personal storage key of a famous private bank.

    Why give him this?

    Qingchuan tried to find the personal storage on this private bank, and found that the owner of the storage was changed to him half a month ago. There is no gold or silver jewelry or antiques in it, just a few well-preserved oil paintings.

    There are more than 30 copies, large and small.

    It is the work of a very talented painter with great aura. A random pair costs millions, and with the news of his death a few days ago, these paintings began to double and increase in price . Qingchuan has a bunch of them, at least one billion.

    So why send him this? Qing Chuan didn't quite understand, but he kept the key carefully.

    Qingchuan is still learning to transcribe books step by step every day.

    He was very busy, testing the food he made. The result is surprising, that kind of power factor, as long as he makes it, and it is quite high. Others have been following the test, and when the explosion came out, the small cafeteria went crazy.

    All of them!

    What does this mean? This shows that the little anchor is already a mature gourmet supernatural user, very stable, and the probability of appearing supernatural meals is close to 100%.

    "Why do I think this is like a system skill? You see, a certain type of special population has trained their cooking skills to a certain height, and then has mutated, which can increase various attributes of the body. Hey, you Doesn't it mean that regular mutation is the direction of increasing attributes?"

    "This is not a system privilege, the system just provides a virtual classroom. What kind of person you can become depends on the host himself. What you learn is all your own, completely real, no be taken away by any force."

    "That's right....Sure enough, the advanced world is different. God-level skills are mass-produced."

    Since he is not a special case, Qingchuan will let go a little and maintain the level at the entry level, which is the level of systematic evaluation of ordinary quality.

    The real powerful top-level people, they can get in touch with this kind of high-level ability user, just take a look at Qingchuan's live broadcast room. The power has not yet reached a certain level, and it has not been able to break through the protection of personal privacy by Interstellar.

    For example, the Liu family is very powerful on this planet, but from the perspective of the overall elite, they are at most the richest man in a certain county.

    So in the end, the protagonist of the plot followed the general. The general was obviously more fortunate and could provide more 'fun with power and power'.

      It was transferred to the small cafeteria in Qingchuan.

    Although the odds of winning are probably lower than winning the lottery. Because now there are hundreds of millions of people, and more and more.

      One scatter saves character.

    People still have to dream a little bit, what if they hit it?

    Slightly rich, but not rich enough to book a supernatural meal, so they spend money to grab it.

    Usually this price is not very high, because Qingchuan has set a maximum amount, which is 10,000. Ten thousand to eat a bowl of special effects and very delicious food, the price is very high. But the problem is also the same, there are too many people with a little money like this, it is not easy to grab them.

    What should I do?

     Selling badly.

    The anchor is kind-hearted, small, soft-hearted, and easy to talk.

    The father of a netizen who passed by by chance was recovering from a serious illness. They basically provided free food for seven days a week, three meals a day, not to mention breakfast, and two dishes and one soup for lunch and dinner. If you have a heart, you can't beat such a standard supernatural meal for a week.

    As a result, Qingchuan charged 3,000, which was enough for the cost of ingredients.

    The girl broke this out mainly to repay him for publicity.

    In the end, it was indeed propaganda, but the live broadcast room began to sell badly, this parent is terminally ill, that partner is crazy... There are only unexpected, not found, true and false, and morality kidnapping.

    You did it for others, why not do it for me? I am even worse.

      Get rid of these best ones.

     Qingchuan doesn't care about the method, only the result.

    Seeing the excitement, he said that he was a little flattered. Many of the above remarks caused discomfort and neurasthenia. He needed a period of rest.

    Pop, I shut down the live broadcast for almost a month.

    I don't have access to the Internet, so I don't hear anything outside the window, I just concentrate on the live broadcast skills.

    Don't say, the retreat effect is very good, even the paper-cutting skills he learned from the old grandmother have been brushed to more than 80 points, and it may be 90 points soon.

    His live broadcast room is already the biggest star live broadcast room of the website, because it is 100% supernatural meal.

    The chefs who can make supernatural meals from ancient times to the present are the top chefs in the world, wearing crowns and sitting on the throne, with their own godhead.

    The power meal has always been the privilege of a few people.

    Only Qingchuan is an outlier, and it is not at all rare for the power meal.

    Here, eating this magical food does not require the so-called family background level strength. All I want is the luck of that moment, and if I seize it, even a beggar who can't make ends meet can eat the legendary delicacy.

    Qingchuan seldom exposes her situation recently, and will give bad information to confuse the public.

    Everyone can't find him in reality, and he can't be contacted on the Internet either.

    Wait until Qingchuan rests and goes online again, and the live broadcast room is clean.

    Everyone is very active in caring and caring for the physical and mental health of underage anchors, and baby strollers are not allowed, let alone other things.

    Qingchuan was in a good mood instantly, and when he was happy, he thought of giving benefits.

    He is a person who pays attention to fate. Sometimes he suddenly sees in the comments 'Today is my birthday, I hope to have a good luck and start a new life', or 'I haven't tasted home for a long time The taste of the meal, I was busy, but I didn't seem to have anything, and my stomach was always uncomfortable, and I was suddenly at a loss', and even 'I am married to the person I love, so happy'.

    Qingchuan will be inexplicably moved, and then wash her hands and make soup, including blessed longevity noodles, warm red dates and millet porridge, and cakes in the shape of love, especially for these selected ones Lucky.

    Don't say how the lucky one is ecstatic, other netizens suddenly screamed: We are also birthdays, we are also empty, lonely, cold and uncomfortable, we are also married... Jealousy makes me beyond recognition.

    Qingchuan calmly threw out three words, 'No Eyes'.

    Netizens directly translated it into: look at face output, look at face, face.

    Except for that month, the live broadcast room launched dishes every day, rain or shine. Everyone watched the little boy in the video grow up little by little, and there was a kind of fun like raising a child. Watching the live broadcast every day, chatting, forming a habit, just like eating and sleeping.

    A few years later, in the streamer information column of Qingchuan's live broadcast room, the age has become sixteen. The quality of the dishes also seems to have improved slightly. It's just that I still don't know the real information of the anchor of this mosaic face.

    He is still alone and his family has never been seen or mentioned. Someone asked, no answer. Although everyone was curious about Qingchuan's family, they were too polite to go deeper.

    There are always some inhumane stories.

    However, on this day, the host suddenly said, "My lover will come over later."

    Mom fans and dad fans went crazy in an instant.

    No! !

    Ama/Daddy disagree! !

    Why is there a lover at the age of sixteen? This unscientific? Puppy love is absolutely not allowed! Where are the guardians dead?

    My own watery Chinese cabbage was about to be eaten by pigs, and the audience was outraged.

    【Are you a classmate? Listen to me oh anchor, there is no future for a classroom romance! 】

    [Yes, yes, a young lover is willful and naive, how can he take good care of you, anchor. 】This one has been replaced by the mother-in-law's psychology.

    "No, it's a male older than me, don't worry, it's an adult."

    No! ! !

    Can't rest assured at all? Crazy? Nowadays, the protection of minors is so powerful that they dare to commit crimes against the wind, even high-ranking officials and dignitaries will be picked up and killed in minutes!

    【Adults are dirty! Don't believe their sweet words, you have to protect yourself, anchor. Dad is really worried, the outside world is so complicated. Daddy will go crazy if you get hurt! 】This is the father's psychology.

      You must think about it carefully, break up if you can, don't wait for the New Year. 】

     "Don't worry, everyone is just chatting before, and even if we meet, there will never be any behavior that exceeds the limit. I know everyone is well-intentioned, and minors really shouldn't have a relationship with adults. But I The situation is a bit special. Of course, I will protect myself."

    Qingchuan continued: "I have no family in this world, and you who have been with me all the time are like my family, so I deliberately said this today. I heard that the relationship was affected by the family. Friends' blessings will be smoother, and I hope to get everyone's blessings, is it my waywardness?"

    "No, no... The anchor is so good, so good, and the relationship will be very smooth."

    Mom fans and dad fans are both moved and sad, while extremely reluctantly wishing, knocking down their teeth and swallowing blood, while their hearts are itchy, they especially want to drag the pig that rubbed against their delicate flowers Come out, die, die.

    So sad, is this what it feels like to marry a child?

    After the live broadcast, Qingchuan made some cat food and dog food, ready to feed the elves. Today is Saturday, and feeding cats and dogs is already his regular program. The Liu family had met him several times, and they deliberately avoided this time.

    Who would have thought that when he went downstairs, he would encounter Liu Xinghu who had just returned home, with a suitcase still in his hand.

    The two of them dragged an item, met at the door, and were speechless for a while.

    "Qingchuan." Liu Xinghu stopped him, "Long time no see, how have you been all these years?"

    "Huh?" Qingchuan Zhanger King Kong couldn't feel his head.

      Are you not going out?"

     Funny and angry.

    But on the other hand, I suddenly feel sad.

    How far is this estrangement? People who live together are more like strangers than strangers? A few adults in a family, even out of public morality, should take care of the children under their noses. But Mingming's own children have been completely ignored for several years.

    I used to be, right?

    So indifferent, so cruel, like an inexplicable paranoid, as soon as it happens to Xinglang, he completely loses his senses and does a lot of ridiculous things that are unbelievable in hindsight.

    Liu Xinghu broke away from this paranoia after a year of absence. I have been introspecting for more than two years after that, and looking back at myself, it is simply a black history, and I don't want to come back.

    Qingchuan stopped and looked at Liu Xinghu up and down. The emotional change he received surprised him, "You don't look the same as before."

    "Why is it different? Because I can talk to you calmly? Or, I used to be like a lunatic?"

    Qing Chuan nodded.

    Liu Xinghu laughed, but was not angry at all, "I also think I was a little crazy before. It's like a big dream, and now I finally woke up. How is life in the past few years? If there is anything You need to tell me, no matter what, I'm still your brother, although I don't seem qualified to say this anymore."

    Qingchuan suddenly remembered something, "It was you who sent money anonymously to my card every holiday in the past few years? Is it you who gave anonymous gifts on my birthday?"

    He was still inexplicable, the money in the card might have been mistyped, but what happened to the gift that said happy birthday? Even Wei Ge doesn't know, who is it?

    I didn’t think so…

    "I can't think of anything other than money." When Liu Xinghu saw what Qingchuan was holding, he put down his luggage, "Where are you going? Do you want me to deliver it to you?"

    Qingchuan did not reject this sudden kindness, as long as he was not a lunatic who could not speak, he would not mind getting along with him, "I made some cat food and dog food to feed the nearby children. animal."

    "Really? Don't mind going together?"

    In Liuxinghu's initial imagination, Qingchuan said that feeding cats was probably to find a place where wild cats gather, and Mimi would lead the kittens out, put food there, far away Watch them finish.

    Because the wild cats and dogs in this area are very vigilant, he grew up here, and he is still clear about these.

    So...what is this?

    Just waiting for Qingchuan to stand on the large piece of grass, the surrounding grass began to rustle.

    One cat, two cats, many cats, one dog, two dogs, many dogs, one by one, came out from behind the grass, orderly, can't wait, and flew towards Qingchuan step by step forward.

    Liu Xinghu was startled and almost wanted to start protective measures. A piebald kitten jumped to Qingchuan's feet, stretched out a furry palm with closed nails and patted it Qingchuan.

    'Meow~~~' a lingering coquettish voice came out, and she kept rubbing Qingchuan's trouser legs with her cheeks.

    The other tabby cat was a step late, so he used his body to squeeze the front of his head away, and rubbed his head on the original trousers, rubbing away the residual smell of the original cat, still in Qingchuan Turning back and forth between his feet, he would act coquettishly at Qingchuan, and neighed sharply at other cats.

    As more and more cats came, the Shura Field became more and more powerful, Qingchuan had to bend over and rub their heads.

    Compared to the cat's initiative, the dog is more reserved, or standing not far away, or lying down and rolling around him.

    A group of birds flew over again, thinking they were passing by, not wanting to fall down beside Qingchuan one by one, one obviously fiercer stood on Qingchuan's shoulders, where he looked down on the heroes, and gave his beak to Qingchuan. Qing Chuan combed his hair.

    "Liu... um, Xinghu." Qingchuan called Liu Xinghu's name.

    Liu Xinghu:…

    Although it's not a good idea, was he just recalling what his name was? Is it really that nonexistent? No sense of existence at all?

    Suddenly I have a question about my suitability to be a star.

    Qingchuan just called Liuxing Lake, all the small animals, Doudouyan, dog eyes, cat eyes, all looked over, as if looking at a little **** who is competing for favor, the sense of oppression is very strong .

    "Will you serve food with me?"

    Liu Xinghu looked at the wild cat that was already grinding its claws, and laughed dryly, "I think you'll be fine."

    Liu Xinghu found a protruding stone to sit on, and stretched her slender legs at will, because bathing in the warm sunshine was a rare relaxation.

    The residents of this community are not rich but expensive, the security is very strict, and there will be no illegitimate meals and paparazzi sneaking in easily, he does not need to be a big star.

    Qingchuan is putting out the food one by one. The breeze brought a strong fragrance, and just the smell alone, you know that you have spent a lot of time.

    Those cats and dogs are very relaxed, playing and acting like coquettish beside him.

    A naughty cat with cheap claws, had to flirt with the bird, and was pecked by the bird, Qingchuan looked back and patted the two small animals, they were not angry at all , and looked at Qingchuan eagerly.

    Liu Xinghu was fascinated by it, he suddenly wondered why he had such deep hostility towards him at that time?

    Just because he threatened Xinglang? For this miraculous reason? Then their family went crazy and threatened a poor child with cold violence.

    What was Qingchuan like when he first came here?

    She is half a month older than Xinglang, but a little smaller than Xinglang. Although she has had a lot of experience, her eyebrows and eyes are very gentle, and she does not have that kind of hostility.

    But what were they thinking? I was thinking that this child must still be able to keep a smile in this situation. He must have a deep mind. This kind of complicated person is not suitable for staying at home, and it will hurt the simple-minded Xinglang.

    It's like I've lost my mind.

    Liu Xinghu wiped his eyes, and the remorse in his heart was simply incomparable.

    It was supposed to be his home, his family, but everyone pointed a knife at him.

    Why is Qingchuan so sharp? Why exclude them so much? Why make that kind of agreement? Doesn't all this show the fault of their group?

    "What do you think?"

    Qing Chuan didn't know when to stand beside him, "Are you afraid of them? Don't worry, they are very good at this time."

    "How did you live before?"

    "What?"

    "How did you live as a child? Was it hard?"

    Liu Xinghu asked him with red eyes.

    Hey, why is this big man crying? No wonder the mood swings are so big, is this something that I have made up for when I have nothing to do?

    But Qingchuan think about it, it's really a pity for the original owner, it was really difficult at that time.

    The children of the robbers' den are all consumables, so it can be seen that there is no love education.

    Qingchuan picked up a few and told Liu Xinghu that they should keep training. You can't cry, you can't have strong emotions, and you'll be beaten hard when you cry. If it is not done well, there is no meal to eat. Then in the middle of the night there are some raid projects and the like, because they need to train their vigilance.

    "But it's better after seven or eight years old. They think I'm beautiful, can be used for other purposes, teach some knowledge, and can take a little rest. The real hardship is those who train as dead men child."

    "You never said that."

    "It's not worth it. Suffering is only worthwhile in front of those who feel bad for themselves."

    This sentence is too direct, Liu Xinghu cannot refute it.

    No, he knew it at the time, so what? Maybe he has to be more vigilant, because Qingchuan survived through strict training, and the risk is even higher.

    I don't love you, I don't feel sorry for you, it's wrong to laugh, it's wrong to cry, it's wrong to breathe, the worst thing is to live.

    "It's so difficult, how did you persevere?"

    Qingchuan thought about the original owner's mood, "Probably thinking, maybe there are relatives looking for me outside. For the hope of one in ten thousand, I also want to work hard to survive. It's just...some I hope it is best to stay in the state I hoped at the beginning.”

    "Sorry."

    "Oh, late."