"Down."
In the live broadcast room of KuMao platform 237818, the voice of the male anchor was heard, lazy, slightly cold, with a dragging tone. The voice was like the clanging of gold and jade. Just two simple words had a strong sense of Zha Su, sexy and seductive.
The live broadcast room was full of comments, all of which were praise and retention words such as [Brother Yan is ruthless], [Let's talk about 50 cents], and [My ears are pregnant]. Yan Yan ignored the enthusiasm of the fans and directly clicked to end the live broadcast. The next second, the live broadcast room was completely black, and the system prompt changed to "The anchor you follow is on the way."
After Brother Yan finished his livestream, his fans were still not satisfied and were chatting about today's gossip in the comment section. The cold and cool host in their eyes actually didn't really leave at this moment. He was peeking at the screen and smiling with a bit of pride. Today was also a day of successfully pretending to be cool. He smiled and fell on the gaming chair, and the high-performance backrest fell down, turning into a lying and swivel chair position.
"Yanyanyanyan..." As soon as the knock on the door sounded, Yan's mother outside the door rushed in impatiently, "You are finally off the air, mom has something important to tell you!"
Yan Yan's smile was still on his face, and his legs were still pulling on the swivel chair. He immediately sat up, covering his mouth and coughing awkwardly.
"Oh, why are you pretending in front of mom? Don't you know what you look like?" Mother Yan said, completely ignoring his expression, grabbing his arm and walking towards the living room.
"What?" Yan Yan asked with a slight complaint, but his tone was not as cold as in the live broadcast room, and his footsteps followed.
"It's important. Let's talk in the living room. Come quickly."
When they arrived at the living room, the three members of the Yan family sat down. Yan Yan was about to listen attentively, but Yan's father and mother looked at each other, and neither of them was willing to speak without eye contact.
Yan Yan looked at them with a puzzled expression. The family atmosphere in their family has always been open and harmonious. He and his parents did not feel any generation gap or estrangement. They usually said whatever they wanted. Even his coming out did not cause any disturbance. So what was the big deal today that made his parents not know how to speak
"Were you two scammed by a telecom scam?"
Are you kidding? They are all internet experts, how could they be easily scammed by telecom fraud? These scams are often seen on certain platforms. The parents shook their heads quickly.
"Won the lottery?" Yan Yan said as he looked around their old house. It was cozy and full of memories, but small. "If you want to move to a new house, I can contribute a little."
The two of them were shaking their heads like rattles. They hadn't had any luck with making money in decades, so they could forget about winning the lottery and getting rich in this lifetime.
The two exchanged glances again, and in the end it was Yan's mother who spoke first: "It's like this, Yanyan... Today when mom and dad went to the supermarket, we ran into an old classmate. We haven't seen each other for more than 20 years. I didn't expect to meet by chance."
"Old classmates, we haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, you still call it fate? Mom, this is not only a lack of fate, but also no feelings."
Mother Yan: “…”
Yan Yan habitually started to talk back, and only after he met his father's angry eyes did he realize that he had spoken too quickly again. Defeated by his parents' glares, Yan Yan made a gesture to seal his mouth, motioning for his mother to continue.
Originally, Yan's mother was still hesitant, but he got angry and she directly revealed the topic of today's conversation: "My old classmate's son is very outstanding. We want you to meet him."