At 6 o'clock in the evening, there was still an hour before the assessment, and the number of YY people was already tens of thousands.
—Is today really the Cunguang Great Assessment
——Inch Guangda has not climbed the mic for so long, if the vest is still there, I would have thought I would quit the circle
— Isn’t Cun Guangda never assessed
— There are exceptions, if the assessors don't have time, they can only ask others.
Vibrant and beautiful, the assessment from 7:00 to 10:00 every Friday is unshakeable, and has never been postponed or cancelled. This week the assessment staff seemed to have gone to training, and suddenly there was no one to host it. In desperation, the management caught up with the newcomer who had just gone online, and finally got the other party to agree.
Mo Fan: Are you assessing
Shi Xun: Well, I just got the news
Mo Fan: Didn't you quit the circle
Shi Xun: planning to come back
Mo Fan: oh
Mo Fan didn't ask why, but Shi Xun felt a little lost. During this period of time, I was busy with a project, and even if I squeezed out time to chat with the other party, it would not last long. With the project over, though, he'll have time to do the things he's always wanted to do.
Shi Xun: Accompany me in the assessment
Although Mo Fan was surprised, he still typed "OK" and left.
The assessment officially started at seven o'clock, and Shi Xun's assessment was very fast. The mic had just sang a sentence or two, and the result was already out. Probably affected by Shi Xun's aura, the usually active public screen also fell silent. There was only the cold, low voice of the other party on the microphone.
"Um."
"Accompaniment."
"Next."
Clean and concise.
Someone carefully typed on the public screen: Cunguangda's aura is so strong, I subconsciously breathe lightly even without the microphone on
- Even though I feel very cold, I still don’t want to leave. Inch Light’s voice is really nice
——The lofty inch of light is big, and we mortals dare not tarnish it
Mo Fan didn't speak from the beginning to the end, until it was a certain ID's turn.
Zeshi—Tong Jiaze.
"Hello Cunguang, I'm your fiancé." The voice was shy and green.
"Well, a cappella."
— Juvenile voice, cute
——Cun Guangda is also very indifferent when facing his own insecurities
— But I like this kind of inch light much more
Tong Jiaze suppressed the disappointment in his heart and found out the song that he had practiced countless times.
"Forgot how it started, maybe for you..."
Shi Xun, "Accompaniment."
Tong Jiaze stopped, "Then I'll find an accompanist."
Shi Xun, "Yes."
You can only listen to one or two lines of a cappella, but you must listen to at least half of the accompaniment assessment. Tong Jiaze had almost finished singing when he was called to stop.
—Little brother sings well
-like
—Why do I feel that Cunguang looks very rushed
Shi Xun: Well, he is in a hurry, he is in a hurry to chat with someone
During the general assessment, the assessment will point out the shortcomings of the other party's singing, Shixun is impatient to do that, and just said, "That's right, go ask the management to put on a vest."
"Next."
Before Tong Jiaze could speak, he was carried off the Mai.
Mo Fan: ...
How does this make him fight each other
After thinking about it, Mo Fan typed on the public screen: No one has ever praised me
Almost immediately, Shi Xun's news appeared on the public screen: You don't need to praise
The public screen instantly exploded.
— Aww, interacted
- god what did i see
— second back
The refresh rate of the public screen is very fast, but Shi Xun's news is only a few lines away from the other party.
——Has Fanfan been jealous and exaggerated others
— Cunguang is so tolerant
— I see a pink bubble between the two
The system was also stunned, "Fan, Fanfan, what is the protagonist doing?"
Mo Fan: If he knew what the other party was doing, would he just sit there
How does this allow him to continue acting
— Cun Guangda, have you read Weibo
meager? Shi Xun frowned, picked up the phone on the table, and did two things at once. Just after logging in, a series of messages came out.
'@巨光What do you think? '
——I feel like I'm running out of time
——The singing on the microphone is almost over
—I bet a car full of spicy sticks is looking at the phone
— If you bet on spicy strips, take me
—Ah, look at the meager size of the light
- what, let me go and see
The meager time? Mo Fan clicked on Weibo and saw a @ message from the other party.
@Vatican Do you think there is anything? #@inch光What do you think? #
Mo Fan: He didn't post that mediocre message to make him boo!
In the original assessment, Shi Xun did not ask Tong Jiaze to say a word to drive the other party off the Mai Xu, so the plot was inexplicably interrupted for a while, and the other party's speech on Weibo did not know where the plot was diverted.
The original plot should be that Shi Xun praised Tong Jiaze's voice, and then Mo Fan was dissatisfied with the other party's short-sighted blue eyes, and taunted him. In the end, Shi Xun hugged the other party so quickly, and Mo Fan had no chance to accuse the other party of hugging the thigh, okay? !
The original owner regarded Cunguang as his own property, which was his way of becoming famous, so how could he tolerate Cunguang treating others differently? In addition, Cunguang can lead him to higher points in the game, and he can't let others attract his attention!
After reading Weibo, Mo Fan wanted to reply decisively on Weibo: No! But the original body's character design made him have to give up this idea. This situation is beneficial and harmless to Yuan Bo, he should be happy instead of irritable.
Not knowing why, Mo Fan simply dropped the phone, out of sight.
The assessment ended in Shi Xun's absent-mindedness, even an hour earlier.
The more Shi Xun saw on Weibo, the more anger accumulated in his heart. It turned out that such a big thing happened to Mo Fan during this period of time, but when the two talked, the other party didn't reveal it at all, not even a trace of negative emotions.
Shi Xun annoyed himself for being careless, how could he forget how complicated the Internet is
Seeing that Mo Fan turned off the meager comments, Shi Xun smiled, it was really a stupid and clever idea. In the end, when Shi Xun saw Mi Fen's initiative to seek peace, the anger in his heart also dissipated, and a surge of pride rose in his heart. This is Mo Fan, he has such a charm that people can't bear to hurt him.
Shi Xun's feeling was inexplicable. When he saw the other party's name, his heart throbbed, and he even went to find someone to understand the other party. The moment he saw the photo of the other person, he knew that he wanted this person.
Shi Xun had never thought about what his future partner would be like, but when he learned of his intentions, he was not surprised or surprised at the fact that the other party was a man. It was precisely because he knew what he wanted that Shi Xun was busy dealing with all the things that hindered him, so that he could spend more time with Mo Fan.
—Inch light is big, please sing
— copper ball
— Cun Guang Da Shang Mai
"It's been a long time since I sang. I don't know how it is. I'll just sing a song."
— woo woo
- wait
- Headphones are on
Suddenly, a barely audible chuckle came from the microphone, "Would you like to sing the Gita with me? This song is sung by two people."
- Awow, Fanfan is on the mic
— Lianmai Lianmai
- Are you going to get together
— Cunguang laughed out loud! And he laughed so well!
Before Mo Fan could react, he was hugged by Mai.
Shi Xun, "Stay by your side, okay?"
When I find the accompaniment, the music flows out.
—At first glance, I thought Cunguangda was confessing his love
—I was too excited to type, but it turned out to be just the title of the song
—Fanfan is being teased
——Inch Guangda is very pampered when he talks to Fanfan
—Aww, I finally ate the dog food of the male gods
Mo Fan, "Yes."
After a song was over, neither of them watched the howling on the public screen, and quit the channel directly.
"Hello." At this moment, the phone rang, and the caller was my mother.
"Son, will you go home during the summer vacation?"
After the original owner went to college, because of part-time job, he often did not go home to live during vacations. I am used to living in a house in the city, but the tile-roofed house in the countryside without internet made the original owner feel unbearable.
Last summer, the original owner worked in a hotel with board and lodging, did not go home, and only went back for the winter vacation before the year, and left again after the new year.
"I won't go back, I found a job here."
"Okay, son, is the money enough?"
"Enough."
"Okay, call home if you have something to say, you know?"
"Um."
The author has something to say: Collect it, collect it, collect it, collect it, collect it! ! ! How can such an important thing be done three times? !