Unexpectedly, I still have money to make money when playing games! I can still broadcast live!

This is not the first time Qiao Yu has heard the word live broadcast.

Unexpectedly, this Bingmou mini game can also be broadcast live.

"This game is always popular. If you play well, you can make money by making live broadcasts, training, playing with others, and competitions."

The eldest brother took a sip of cigarette and glanced at her.

"But you'll forget it, focus on your studies, don't think about what you have or what you have all day long."

“…”

Qiao Yu pretended not to hear it, and only asked one question.

"There are still competitions in this game?"

"Of course." The big brother looked like she had never seen the world before, and gave her some science in detail: "What are the Internet cafe competitions, city competitions, secondary leagues, national finals, international spring seasons, international S series finals, many of them."

Qiao Yu was surprised.

"A game is still so regular? Are you not afraid of losing your ambitions when playing things?"

At the Qiao family, if she plays computer games, she will be beaten if she doesn't do her job properly.

"You don't understand this. Many universities now have specialized e-sports majors, otherwise how could they make money like this? There are also regular international competitions?"

I see.

Qiao Yu nodded, she was narrow-minded.

Next time, if the eldest brother says that she is not doing her job properly and doesn’t play with the computer, she will use this reason to fool him and see how he responds.

Qiao Yu's little abacus was jingling and she felt happy.

However, as soon as I thought about it, my smile suddenly froze on the corner of my mouth.

now.

It seems like there is no next time...

Her eyes dimmed and she was refreshed in an instant.

That's good.

No one was nagging and staring at her anymore.

No one let her eat bad carrots anymore.

"Crown Prince, are you unhappy?"

In the quilt, Wen Su squeezed into Qiao Yu's arms and asked in a low voice.

Qiao Yu came to his senses and saw that he was so sticky that he was so close, so he quickly arched into the bed.

"Crown Prince, it's so cold, let's get closer."

The cold wind blew in the twelfth lunar month, and Qiao Yu shivered and surrendered.

The two wrapped the quilt tightly and hugged each other to keep warm.

"I made money today and played games for people. Two thousand a month. Next month, we can buy air conditioners." We no longer have to suffer from cold.

"Really!" Wen Su's eyes lit up, and he looked disbelief: "How did you make money? The prince is so awesome!"

Qiao Yu told him in detail and said:

"I didn't expect that live broadcasts are so common now. He can give me two thousand, which means that I have made more than that little money from live broadcasts. If I have money in the future, I will open a live broadcast company and make a profit."

It turned out to be for this matter.

Wen Su felt a little relieved.

I just saw the prince’s face and thought I missed homesickness.

Although it is bitter, cold and has no money, it is still very happy to be alone with the prince every day.

Wen Su was actually quite afraid that Qiao Yu would suddenly say he wanted to go back.

"My Brother Mingying and I will play, and next time the prince and I will play with the helper, I will only breastfeed you."

After saying that, the boy's ears turned red.

“…”

When Qiao Yu heard this, her face turned dark.

What she hates the most is the nurse!

"Go to bed quickly, don't stick to me, or you'll beat you up."

Wen Su looked aggrieved.

So what's wrong.

......

On the other side.

Yucheng.

The Lantern Festival is approaching.

The nephews of Nanshan Wuyuan are preparing to avenge Qiao Yu.

"My master said that Jiuxiao Qingyun only recognizes his uncle, regardless of whether his uncle is a disciple of Xiaonanshan or not."

"At the inheritance ceremony, my master only likes the uncle, and only the uncle can lead us."
Chapter completed!