Xia Xiaomi has made No. 28 several times before, but the results were not very good.

He even remembered the embarrassing scene of ten consecutive failures last time.

"Seeing how enthusiastic everyone is, then I will open a market."

Xia Xiaomi turned on the guessing function as she spoke.

The content of the contest is also very simple, that is, guess whether he can make three or more dolls.

In the live broadcast room.

"Haha, the anchor started sending money again? Then I will accept it."

"To be honest, if the anchor is painting pictures, I will definitely believe you, but if you are making dolls, then I can only say I'm sorry."

"I still remember the embarrassment the anchor felt when he failed ten times in a row last time."

…

Regarding what the barrage said, Xia Xiaomi didn't talk nonsense and started making it directly.

Because of the experience of ten consecutive failures last time, Xia Xiaomi was very steady this time.

He first came to an empty corner outside the dungeon very mysteriously, and then chose to make it.

The next second, a progress bar appeared in the center of the game screen.

Soon, the progress bar came to the end.

The result is obvious.

"Haha, it's the first time this is called a mat. Don't panic."

Xia Xiaomi explained, and then immediately chose to make it again.

But embarrassingly, this second production failed.

After two consecutive production failures, the live broadcast room was naturally full of rhythm.

Barrage.

"Haha, the anchor really wants to give us money."

“The one thousand yuan from the house manager is really worth it.”

"Brothers on the left, don't panic. If you really can't stand it, go to the rooftop first."

…

Just as the barrage said, when the betting started, Zhang Wei pushed down the maximum amount of 1,000 yuan with a wave of his hand, but when he saw Xia Xiaomi failing continuously, he began to panic.

"Xiaomi, are you sure there's nothing wrong?"

Faced with Zhang Wei's inquiry, Xia Xiaomi smiled dryly and said: "There should be no problem, after all, I am the child of destiny."

With that said, Xia Xiaomi pressed the production button again.

The progress bar appeared, and Xia Xiaomi's heart twitched.

He did not choose to sit back and wait for death, but returned to his old profession.

"I still don't believe it. Labor and management are anchors of metaphysics. Heaven is Lingling, Earth is Lingling, Taishang Laojun, please show your spirit soon."

With Xia Xiaomi's prayer, the progress bar came to an end.

Production failed!

Four big characters appeared in the center of the game screen.

This failure means that Xia Xiaomi has few chances left.

I don’t know where the courage came from, but Xia Xiaomi directly chose the familiar Tenth Company.

Shilian production is much slower than ordinary production. When people in the live broadcast room saw this situation, they became even more excited.

Barrage.

"Bold prediction, the anchor has lost his mind now"

"I think so. I hope the anchor is fine."

"Bah, if the anchor is fine if he is like this, that would be outrageous."

…

in the game.

With Xia Xiaomi's nervous expression, the production bar slowly came to an end.

Production failed*10!

Another familiar Chinese character appeared in front of Xia Xiaomi.

"What the hell..." Xia Xiaomi cursed silently.

The successive failures made Xia Xiaomi, who was still calm at first, gradually become a little nervous.

After carefully recalling her metaphysical experience in her previous life, Xia Xiaomi suddenly stood up.

"Everyone, don't worry, I'm going to the toilet."

Yes, Xia Xiaomi was thinking of a very common metaphysical gesture in later generations, the method of washing hands and face.

Quickly running to the toilet, Xia Xiaomi washed her face first, and then started washing her hands.

Different from usual, this time Xia Xiaomi even used soap luxuriously.

"I love bathing, my skin is good, oh, oh, oh..."

Xia Xiaomi walked out of the toilet with a little tune.

Zhang Wei looked at him speechlessly outside and said awkwardly: "Xiaomi, next time you hum a song, lower your voice. Have you forgotten that you still have the voice in the live broadcast room turned on?"

Hearing this, Xia Xiaomi's expression immediately changed, and he hurried back to the computer to read the barrage.

In the live broadcast room.

"Haha, the anchor is the legendary e-sports death song. There is no one else with this singing voice."

"Who says it's not the case? Looking at the anchor looking so handsome, I thought the anchor would be a love song prince."

"To be honest, the anchor should have a childlike innocence and know this song."

…

Xia Xiaomi looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room with a dark expression, and wanted to say something, but in the end, nothing was said.

He knows that any explanation now is pale, and what he needs to do now is to make No. 28, rather than being incompetent and furious.

Thinking of this, Xia Xiaomi directly clicked the create button again.

The production bar appears.

then.

A production failure occurs.

Including the one made now, Xia Xiaomi has used 14 of the twenty soul balls in her hand.

That is to say, among the next six, Xia Xiaomi must have two soul balls and number 28.

“It’s really stressful”

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, Xia Xiaomi, who is naturally unwilling to admit defeat, has clicked the production button again.

As for the result... let’s not talk about it.

After Zhang Wei on the opposite side saw this situation, he decisively ran over from the opposite side.

He looked at Xia Xiaomi with an embarrassed look and asked: "Xiaomi, there are only five left, is there any hope?"

"Hope? Of course there is. Don't panic. I will give you the whole metaphysics."

As Xia Xiaomi spoke, she opened Qianqianjingting and found the classic metaphysical song - Good Luck.

"Good luck comes and I wish you good luck. Good luck brings joy and love. Good luck comes to us. Good luck comes to us. With good luck, we will prosper and spread all over the world..."

In this cheerful song, Xia Xiaomi clicked the production button again.

Zhang Wei next to him looked at Xia Xiaomi in confusion, as if asking, is this really okay?

Xia Xiaomi said fiercely: "Don't worry, this will definitely work."

Just like that, in the sound of Xia Xiaomi's words, the production bar came to an end.

Production failed!

The four big characters appeared before their eyes again.

"What the hell..."

"this……"

Xia Xiaomi and Zhang Wei were speechless at the same time.

Especially Xia Xiaomi, it was as if her body had been hollowed out, she was leaning on the chair weakly, not knowing what she was thinking.

In the live broadcast room.

"Good luck, good luck. Thanks to the host for sending me this song. I feel much better now."

"Haha, the anchor actually tried to use metaphysics to defeat God's will. Could it be that he didn't know that Xuan Bu Jing Fei said this?"

"You are too bad, so don't irritate the anchor like this. I suggest you just start mocking."

…

After failing fifteen times in a row, to be honest, Xia Xiaomi now has some doubts about life.

He couldn't help but ask himself: "Am I not a reborn person? How come my luck is so bad?"
Chapter completed!