Shen Qi was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he raised his head, a smile overflowed his lips, and licked his slightly dry lips with half-squinted eyes.
Holding the phone above his head, he began to type a reply.
Brother Qi: Yes, God A is so handsome, I especially like him
Brother Qi: He is my male god
Your brother Qi: God A is not only handsome, but also very skilled:) The lop-eared rabbit blushes.jpg
After speaking, he laughed again, with a smile in his eyes, and boasted that he had no psychological pressure.
The chat box shows "Type in progress" again.
Shen Qi slid his fingers over the Q layout on the phone case, waiting patiently for a reply.
A few minutes later-
fmy:…
fmy: well, he's awesome
Shen Qi thought for a while and asked—where is it so powerful
He raised an eyebrow.
Fu Mingyuan didn't realize the imprudence in his words, so he typed his reply seriously.
fmy: play games
Brother Qi: Are you handsome? Very handsome, right? How is it compared to Fu Mingyuan? Is he more handsome than him
Brother Qi: Brother, do you know Fu Mingyuan
Brother Qi: Your voice is very similar to him, but he should not be as handsome as you :)
Brother Qi: [Photo] Is God A more handsome and smiling than Fu Mingyuan.jpg
The photo is a screenshot of Fu Mingyuan's live broadcast. The man in the photo tilts his head slightly, and the warm yellow light softens his aggressive facial features.
There was a slight smile on the corners of his lips.
Shen Qi stared at it for a while, a little dissatisfied, and then began to turn over the pictures of Chen Ling who had been photographed before.
More and more dissatisfied.
At the time, he resisted taking pictures, wearing all team uniforms and looking fierce.
He clicked his tongue and rubbed his messy hair.
Then I saved the most handsome one, added a beauty, and sent it to the other party.
Five minutes later, "10,000 yuan" is still being input.
Shen Qi was not in a hurry.
During the period, he also replied with a message from the manager of HUOJ.
HUOJ Manager: Hello, Angry, I'm HUOJ Manager
The friend passed the verification before, and Shen Qi only added someone after seeing his remarks.
He was waiting for the other party to find him.
Brother Qi: Smile.jpg Long time no see
He cut it out and checked the reply "10,000 yuan" to himself.
fmy: Angry
Shen Qi understood that he was answering the first question and laughed softly.
After he finished laughing, he continued: "That's right, brother, do you need any reward?"
fmy: …
Brother Qi: It's a pity he retired
When these words were sent out, Shen Qi laughed at himself.
The other party responded in seconds—
fmy: he will be back
Shen Qi's hand holding the phone clenched tightly, and his heart seemed to be hit unconsciously.
Yes, he will go back and stand on the stage of e-sports again under the name of Angry.
Closing his eyes and suppressing the emotion in his heart, he typed quickly, ready to chat with the other party and ask the other party how he liked Angry, what he liked about him, and how much he liked him.
Message sent, no reply.
Shen Qi covered her eyes and sighed.
…
Manager HUOJ: Is God A willing to come to our team for development? Starter, commanding position, as long as you want, we can negotiate the contract
Shen Qi moved his fingers, and he knew that the other party probably got his WeChat from Lu Tun.
He licked the corner of his lips and replied.
Your brother Qi: I think your team's small profits are very powerful and smiling.jpg
HUOJ's small profits, the game name is BOLi, the starting assault player, a talented player, and has won many MVPs.
Brother Qi: He should work well with me :)
Brother Qi: And TUN from your youth training camp, I also like it very much
Manager HUOJ saw that there was a show, and looked at the coach who was staring at him behind him. Just as he was about to send the drafted contract, Shen Qi sent another message.
Brother Qi: So, if I dig them both, how much money will I get :)
…
On the same day, there was a message from the professional player group that Angry, who had disappeared for more than a month, might be coming back.
The parties were unaware.
…
"Brother Fu, is there something about the studio?" Qin Yan sat next to Fu Mingyuan and handed him a glass of wine.
Fu Mingyuan took it in his hand, but did not drink.
He frowned and moved back without a trace, the smell of alcohol on Qin Yan's body made him even more dizzy.
As one of Fu Mingyuan's few friends, Qin Yan has long been aware of his good friend's stinky temperament.
I do not stick to smoking or drinking. When I first met, I often persuaded myself to drink less and smoke less.
I usually hold a thermos cup for health.
He is only 25 years old, and he lives like 52 years old.
Du Jing waved his hand aside: "The company agreed."
Qin Yan simply sat next to Du Jing, "Then why is this master still frowning?"
It was obviously Fu Mingyuan who called him to come out and get together.
After that, he saw that Fu Mingyuan, who usually doesn't drink alcohol, took a sip of wine.
The taste of the wine is really too bitter. This wine is not only expensive, but also very strong. Fu Mingyuan pursed his lips and said nothing.
After the energy eased away, he took another sip.
The dizziness was suppressed, and the consciousness became much clearer.
Qin Yan and Du Jing looked at each other, but Du Jing stepped forward and grabbed the glass of wine: "Don't drink it?"
Fu Mingyuan kept his eyes on the glass of wine, then hummed, picked up the phone, and kept flipping through the news.
He always had an absurd idea in his mind.
Those hands, the posture of the man pressing the gun, are all too similar.
And the phone case that flashed by in the video, if it's a coincidence, it's really a coincidence.
But he still lacks some evidence.
It happened that at this time, Qin Yan saw that he didn't seem to be drunk, and took the initiative to mention: "The live broadcast room that you asked me to help unblock this afternoon, why, the actor also watches the live broadcast of other small anchors?"
Seeing that Fu Mingyuan didn't look drunk at all, he was relieved.
He didn't think much of it at the time.
The Yebao platform is a side industry of his family, and it is not his turn to take care of such trivial matters as unblocking a live broadcast room.
But it was ordered by someone who didn't even know how to use live broadcast software, so Qin Yan immediately sent someone to do it.
Only after the unblocking did I think, Fu Mingyuan, he - watching the live broadcast
Fu Mingyuan leaned his head back on the sofa, covered his eyes with one hand, and the smell of alcohol dissipated in his throat.
He responded in a low voice, then moved his hand away, raised his eyelids and pursed his lips to look at Qin Yan: "Can you find his registration information?"
As soon as these words came out, Du Jing and Qin Yan both looked at him with shocked expressions.
Especially Duke.
"Brother, listen to me, calm down. It is against the law to steal other people's information in private. You are a public figure after all. If this matter is exposed..."
Du Jing has been Fu Mingyuan's agent for so many years. Fu Mingyuan has always been self-disciplined, with perfect living habits, no scandals, no ambiguity with others, and quiet filming.
I've only watched the anchor a few times, and it's become such a virtue.
He looked at Qin Yan with some headache.
Qin Yan was as surprised as he was.
Fu Mingyuan sat up straight, clasped his hands together, his two long legs were also properly bent, his elbows were placed above his knees, and his eyes were somewhat slack.
"What are you thinking about?" He tilted his head slightly, and with just such a glance, Du Jing felt that this person was too powerful.
Du Jing opened his mouth.
Fu Mingyuan didn't look at him again, he lowered his head slightly, put one hand on his forehead, and pressed his temple with his thumb and middle finger.
"It's not illegal, is it?"
What he asked was Qin Yan.
Qin Yan was stunned for a while, and quickly reacted: "I'll go back and find it for you... It's not necessarily true."
He didn't say that when they register as an anchor on their platform, they all need face recognition, and most of the information is true.
Fu Mingyuan hummed.
He stood up and staggered.
Du Jing, who was sitting next to him, hurriedly bent over from behind and put his head against his back.
"Is it drunk after just two?" Qin Yan helped Du Jing, who was unable to stand still, to stand up.
However, Fu Mingyuan stayed where he was and refused to leave.
He squinted, his eyes were slack, then he took out his phone from his pocket, found the only dialog box in the recent chat, and clicked it.
Type slowly.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Shen Qihong yawned, watching Fu Mingyuan's previous movies, and suddenly received a WeChat reply two hours later—
[fmy: I really want him back]
The author has something to say: Excuse me, my boyfriend asked me who is more handsome with him, how should I answer? wait online, hurry
Ah, obviously there is no problem with the format. TAT