[seven: what are you doing? Dancing with chickens?]

[uncle farmer: young people run after the wave, not martial arts]

[everyone here is my son: Chicken what chicken? Even if I go to the sea, I am also the most handsome duck in the whole river city!]

[I love English: it's necessary for me to remind you that it's the chicken of vegetable chicken]

[seven: with all due respect, everyone here is a vegetable chicken. Let's go]

[I love English: who brought seven back? Please fork her out, thank you]

[farmer uncle: Thank you plus one]

[everyone here is my son: it's me. Seven is mean. Just ignore it]

Li Qinian touched her mouth. She has opened her mouth. Where is it cheap?

[seven: Why are you in a group? The top circle is not enough for you?]

"Everyone here is my son", is her only good friend in the group. You don't have to think about it. He pulled himself in.

[everyone here is my son: harm, there are too many users in the top circle recently, the system can't bear it, it just collapsed, and the programmers are still repairing]

Oh, I see.

There was no place for waves.

She opened the group. There were less than 30 people in the group, but she was familiar with most of the names.

They are all the big men in various rankings, the worst is also the top five, and there are several people, even the first.

A few people in the group are still chatting gossip. Most of them are quiet and don't speak. The proper big man makes a pie.

She returned to the chat interface and found that the chat record had been brushed to 99 + for a while.

She was not interested in peeping into the chat records of several people. She tried to log in to the top software, but found that the system error was always displayed and the page you want to visit did not exist.

Sure enough, it collapsed.

She got up, went to her desk and turned on the computer.

"Host, what are you doing?" 438 said curiously.

Li Qinian was expressionless: "return yourself to purity."

Looking at the full screen of code, 438 soon knew what she was going to do.

"Don't you explain to Li Jin?" he was a little worried.

Li Qinian quickly flipped his fingers on the keyboard and said the slag man's favorite classic lines:

"I explained everything that should be explained. If he doesn't believe me, I can't help it."

438:“………”

Don't think it's not human and don't understand it. Will normal people explain it with the reason "I'm sent by God to save you"?

438 lost his breath: "... But his popularity is only one percent."

The popularity that only rose yesterday is back before liberation today.

Li Qinian: "......"

Down to one percent?

"Why didn't the system prompt sound just now?" she clearly didn't hear anything.

438: "I shielded it. I'm afraid you'll take a chair and hit Li Jin's head on the spot after you hear the prompt tone."

It 438 is indeed the most intimate system in the world!

Li Qinian: "......"

Don't say, it's quite possible.

"Host, I don't understand. Why didn't you do it halfway?"

438 is a robot. Since its birth, it has been stuffed with all kinds of cold data and formulas. It can calculate the most difficult mathematical formula in the world, but it doesn't understand the twists and turns of human heart.

Li Qinian's eyes are printed with strings of codes. His subordinates are not slow at all. Take the time to explain to it:

"Little three eight, people like Li Jin can hide it for a while, but not for a lifetime."

"Oh."

438 nodded vaguely.