[Okay, this is a question, Brother Mo, we have always called you this, but what does your nickname nmsl mean? 】

[The anchor is from Zaun? Coincidentally, so am I. I am ***, ***. Zaun logo (funny)]

[The people upstairs are fake Zaun people. When you put an asterisk, you are no longer from Zaun.]

"Well..." Chen Mo pulled up the chair again and sat on it, with a deep warmth in his eyes.

"I used to have arthritis, and Nimesulide cured me, allowing me to get rid of the disease and become myself again. To commemorate this drug that made me live again, I named his abbreviation as the nickname of Station B.

.”

【Clam?!】

[I’m afraid you’re kidding me, Brother Mo, how old are you now, in your twenties? How old were you before? In your teens? Arthritis is rare before the age of forty, but today it opened my eyes. 】

[Note in a notebook, to become the Liver Emperor, one must have arthritis before the age of twenty, 233333.]

"???" Is this what nmsl means? The corners of Lu Ling's mouth twitched twice. This story is quite inspiring.

However, in order to maintain an ignorant image, Lu Ling still had to cooperate and said: "I understand, it turns out that nmsl means Nimesulide." After saying this, he blinked his colorful eyes, making it appear that

Extraordinarily cute and cute.

[Xiao Luling is right, let me tell you some popular science, nmsl = nimesulide = saving people = happy, so in the future, if you are happy, you can use nmsl to describe it. 】

【666, the correct answer upstairs. By the way, the correct pronunciation of nmsl is nímāsǐlē.】

"That's it..." Lu Ling looked up at the barrage at the top with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Hey, old guys, don't teach nonsense." Chen Mo, who recovered from his emotions, looked at the barrage and realized that it was okay. Teaching such a cute girl to say that kind of thing is undoubtedly equivalent to

It's like asking a five-year-old kid to point a gun at you and pull the trigger.

Although Chen Mo still had a little expectation in his heart.

"nmsl."

Eh eh eh?

Smash Varudo!

The live broadcast room stopped for the third time.

"nmsl." Lu Ling repeated with a smile.

【awsl...】

[Mom, listen to my explanation, eh? Mom, do you want to hear it again? 】

[I recorded it and will definitely treasure it!]

In the previous life, Mr. Kugimiya was able to gain countless followers by scolding people, so why can’t she, Lu Ling? As a virtual existence, you must determine your own settings. Just like AI Jiang’s zz settings, Ling Yuan’s mouth-hugging settings, etc.

wait.

Even Chen Mo, who had seen through the world of mortals, was struck directly into his dead soul by this sound as sweet as honey.

Digging mountains seems to be really boring anymore...

"Nmsl, keep digging the mountain, I look forward to you finishing it." Lu Ling said with a mischievous smile.

But even the evil smile looked so innocent against that extreme appearance.

[Yes, yes, Xiaoluling has spoken, Brother Mo, hurry up and dig the mountain. 】

[Show Xiaoluling how powerful your liver is!]

"Okay!" Lu Ling's words seemed to give him a shot of stimulant. He picked up the coffee next to the computer desk and drank a can of coffee. He held the mouse firmly and started his great work of moving mountains.

"Hey, I'll burn you out." Lu Ling felt a little angry in her heart, and said to herself: "Why should I die suddenly if I stay up late? It's not fair!"

Saonian, your liver is not at the same level as others.

In "Your World", the mountains are being dug down one by one, and Lu Ling also occasionally adds a few innocent and cute words, which can instantly make the live broadcast room lively.

Five hours have passed, and the popularity has already exceeded 200,000, but this is almost the limit.

"It's almost eight o'clock..." Lu Ling glanced at the time in the lower right corner nonchalantly. After all, she is not a complete statistic. She still has all kinds of human desires. If it weren't for the sake of gaining popularity, she would fight

Even if she died, she wouldn't stay with this otaku all night.

On the other hand, Chen Mo's spirit was still as high as before, which made her secretly sigh, is the gap between people so big?

The barrage is also very active, with various small gifts appearing one after another, but the content of the barrage is a bit robotic.

Either it’s a 666, or it’s a deer spirit that’s really cute.

There is no doubt that it is extremely difficult for these two hundred thousand people to persist until now.

Suggestion: Change the name of the live broadcast room to Meet the Liver Emperor.

"It's time for me to go back." Lu Ling sat up from the corner of the live broadcast room, and this action immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

"Nmsl, I have to go." Looking at Chen Mo who was as energetic as a chicken's blood, Lu Ling said with a calm smile.

"Oh, eh?!, Lu Ling, did you say you were leaving?" Chen Mo paused in his movements and asked at a loss.

[Going to leave? Xiaoluling is data, is it possible that she is going to the second dimension? 】

[Don’t leave, Xiaoluling come to my computer.]

Ignoring those barrages, Lu Ling nodded to Chen Mo in the lower left corner of the screen, showed a smile like a spring breeze, and said: "I feel very nmsl this night. But I still have my own things to do, so...

?Bye~”

What's wrong with the dead panda's live broadcast? You live broadcast digging mountains, this night is really difficult... Lu Ling complained resentfully in his heart.

"What's the matter with you? I can help..." Chen Mo said hurriedly. Although they only had a short five-hour meeting, for some reason his heart was completely occupied by Lu Ling. He didn't want to do Bianhuahua anymore. Queen

I have no interest anymore, the only thing I want to do is to stay with Lu Ling.

Looking back on past experiences, there is nothing but ordinary...

It's like you've finished writing a story, watched a TV series, finished a game, or finished reading a novel.

The faint feeling of loss that comes with it will fill your whole body and linger for a long time.

"No need, nmsl, we are not from the same world." Lu Ling still smiled back, and the meaning was self-evident.

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat. Yes, he was not in the same dimension at all. He was so stupid.

This is obviously Chen Mo's misunderstanding. Lu Ling's original intention was: lz is the world's number one singer in the future, how can we be from the same world?

Looking at Lu Ling slowly closing his colorful eyes, Chen Mo tightened his heart. The screen suddenly paused, and in the next frame, Lu Ling disappeared from the spot.

The popularity of the live broadcast room suddenly dropped. Just like his name, Chen Mo finished digging the last mountain in silence and stopped broadcasting silently.

"The names have all been announced. I think I've gained enough popularity this time." Lu Ling murmured, turning into a data stream and returning along the original path of the network.

I forgot to mention that although Lu Ling is a homebody, he is not sloppy in his studies at all.

As a day student in the third year of high school, Lu Ling can be described as a breath of fresh air.

Every time I finish studying in class, I go home without any review, but even so, my grades are always among the top 100 in the grade.

Teachers and parents also felt particularly reassured about him.

No one said anything to him if he didn't go to class on Saturday.

"There are still two days left before the mission. I must work harder to record the video today." The data was converted into a 3D model, and Lu Ling appeared on the familiar green grassland. He was anxious to turn on the computer, but
Chapter completed!