lcionline Chapter 382 Typhoon
Chapter 382 Typhoon
The typhoon came quickly and violently.
The dark clouds in the sky were like spilled ink, instantly making the city breathless. Billboards creaked in the strong wind, and iron sheets made a sharp scream when they were lifted up.
Bean-sized raindrops mixed with hail fell, hitting the roofs of cars on the roadside with a bang. The street turned into a muddy river in a blink of an eye. Shared bicycles were blown all over the place. Torn billboards hung on the tree branches, dancing wildly in the wind like tattered flags, but soon, they turned over and disappeared into the sky along with the broken branches.
The street lights flickered in the rain, and from time to time there was the popping sound of a transformer short-circuiting. The whole city seemed to be stuffed into a madly running washing machine, with only the sound of wind, rain and the roar of all things colliding.
After breakfast, Ah Qi continued to paint, while Su Zijin stayed in the room watching short videos.
Looking at the clear images of the typhoon ravaging the city on the mobile phone, not only Su Zijin, but most netizens were shocked.
I couldn't help but think that this level of wind was probably more than force 12...
Fortunately, there have been no reports of casualties in the news.
Su Zijin felt heavy in his heart, and inexplicably had a bad premonition.
The typhoon continued to rage and did not stop until evening.
After watching live broadcasts for a whole day, Su Zijin put on the vest of a mysterious man and transformed himself into the God of Wealth in various live broadcast rooms, giving out large gifts in various live broadcast rooms.
When I see an anchor I like or one with good talent, I will throw at least 50 super rockets at him.
Occasionally, when she comes across a live broadcast room where PK is being played, if she sees a liking for the host, she will help with the PK.
He was extremely generous and spent hundreds of millions of tickets at will.
This made countless anchors jealous, and they kept praying that the God of Wealth would come to them to distribute some wealth.
Su Zijin didn't know how many gifts she had given out in total, but she knew that by the evening, her balance had reached its highest ever, a staggering 100 billion!
evening.
Seeing that the time agreed upon with the oral English teacher had arrived, but the other party had not sent her the live broadcast link, Su Zijin couldn't help but feel a little confused.
——Qingqing Zijin: Teacher, are you there?
——Qingqing Zijin: Are you busy?
——Qingqing Zijin: Cat Peeks Out JPG.
After the message was sent, it fell into oblivion and there was no response from the other party.
Seeing this, Su Zijin guessed that the other party must have something important to do and was not convenient to reply, so he stopped paying attention.
However, I have become accustomed to the two-hour oral communication in the evening these days. Suddenly, I don’t have to go to class anymore, and I feel a little empty for a while.
However, this feeling did not last long, as Mo Ke's video call came.
"Zijin, how's the typhoon situation over there?"
Su Zijin glanced out the window, walked over, switched the video feed from the front camera to the rear camera, and sighed slightly, "Just watch, it probably won't stop for a while."
Mo Ke looked at the screen. In the dark night, a strong wind was blowing, and heavy rain and hail were pouring down. Although the room was well soundproofed, he could still hear the "bang bang" sound of something hitting the glass.
Mo Ke took a deep breath and said, "Zijin, you should settle down in Magic City from now on. Haicheng is too unsafe."
Su Zijin: "...I, would you consider it?"
To be honest, for her now, it doesn't matter where she settles down.
Anyway, I have a private jet, so it’s very convenient to go anywhere.
Mo Ke just said it subconsciously, but he didn't expect Zi Jin to actually show signs of giving in. His eyes lit up instantly.
"Then you take your time to think about it."
"it is good."
Su Zijin smiled.
Then he stopped smiling and said, "Mo Ke, I'm afraid I can't accompany you to the competition this time."
Mo Ke said solemnly, "There are still competitions to come. Your safety is more important. Don't go out these few days. Wait until the typhoon passes."
"Well, good luck in the game!"
"I will."
After chatting with Mo Ke for a while, they hung up the video until someone called out from Mo Ke's side.
When Su Zijin came out of the bathroom after washing up, he saw Ah Qi coming.
He was wearing pajamas, his hair was still damp, and his cheeks were rosy, obviously he had just washed.
Ah Qi came over and hugged Su Zijin, buried his head in her neck and rubbed her shoulders, and called out in a sweet voice like a spoiled child: "Ajin~"
Su Zijin raised her arms and put them around his neck, and the next second, he lifted her up into the air.
The ears and temples rub together.
Su Zijin wasn't very interested and stopped eating after just a quick taste.
Ah Qi didn't really have to do that. As long as he could cuddle and hug Ah Jin, he would be satisfied. He was very obedient and didn't ask for it again.
The two of them washed up again and lay down on the bed. It was only nine o'clock.