Now that the apartment is in, May asks to hesitate for a few seconds.
But... Even though he was sad, he still wanted to see Mo Yicheng, so Yuan Suo ran through the door with his short legs. After seeing Mo Yicheng who was flipping through electronic magazines while waiting for him to get off from school, he tried his best to open his mouth and pulled out a big smile.
"Mo Yicheng, I'm back."
"Well," Mo Yicheng turned his head and was about to ask how his day was going when he saw Yuan Suo's small face, his face became serious and he sat up straight.
Yuan Suo grabbed the schoolbag strap with both hands, not knowing what happened, and a little bit at a loss.
Mo Yicheng asked in a deep voice, "Why are your eyes red?"
Wishing Suo was asked such a question, his eyes became redder as soon as they got hot, but it was the first time he spoke in front of Mo Yicheng, "No... no."
"They're all red like rabbits, and they still say no. What's the matter?" Mo Yicheng asked with a bad face.
Yuan Suo hid a little secret in his heart, flinched a bit, and didn't dare to say that it was because he saw that he had a girlfriend that made him feel uncomfortable and shed tears...
In fact, Yuan Suo has faintly discovered his feelings during these times of getting along. Although he is ignorant, he knows that he likes Mo Yicheng. He tries to define this feeling as a brother or a friend, but today he saw Mo Yicheng When he took the photo of Cheng and the girl, the feeling of heartache made him vaguely guess what was going on.
But this feeling frightened him, and he didn't even know if this feeling was right or not. In the past eighteen years of his life, he lacked love and warmth. He was always looking for a mountain to rely on and a harbor where he could shelter from the wind. Mo Yicheng gave him this feeling, and he didn't want to let all this be wiped out because of his stupid feelings that shouldn't even exist.
Mo Yicheng saw that Yuansuo's face became paler and paler, he couldn't sit still, and he couldn't really touch him, so he could only continue to say: "Dudu, you promised me that you will tell me no matter what happens, you forgotten?"
Yuan Suo raised his head timidly, "I promised."
"Then tell me, what's the matter?" Mo Yicheng was already very anxious at this moment, thinking that the little thing was so stupid that he was injured again, and he was afraid that he would come back with injuries like last time and dare not Say.
Wishing Suo would not lie, he could only grit his teeth, close his eyes and said, "I saw your news on Weibo today."
Mo Yicheng was stunned.
"They... they said you have a girlfriend." After Yuan Suo finished speaking, he stopped moving, standing there like a cat being held by the back of the neck.
"So you're crying like a bunny because of this?"
Wish to nod.
Mo Yicheng heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't just wish that Suo encountered some wronged things at school.
Yuan Suo secretly looked up at Mo Yicheng, a little apprehensive, wouldn't Mo Yicheng hate himself
In fact, Mo Yicheng didn't think of Yuan Suo's careful thinking. He only thought that Yuan Suo cried when he saw that he was being used by others to spread scandals, and forcibly bound his girlfriend when he was wronged and complained.
"Okay, it's okay, the news on the Internet is all fake, and the company will deal with it soon." Mo Yicheng's voice was soft and comforting.
Yuan Suo only focused on the words "the news is all fake", "Fake...fake?"
"Well, it will be dealt with soon. All right, just cry over such a trivial matter, go wash your face, change your clothes, and come out to eat."
Yuan Suo put down his schoolbag in doubt, and turned around to change clothes. Although he still didn't quite understand why Mo Yicheng didn't hate himself, he already knew that Mo Yicheng didn't have a girlfriend. The big stone in Yuan Suo's heart seemed to be removed instantly up.
—
That night, Lin Mengxue called Mo's house and apologized for the disturbance caused by this matter. At the same time, she clarified on her Weibo that the relationship between her and Mo Yicheng is just friends, thank you for your attention.
Mo Yicheng looked indifferently at some of the materials sent by the agent and the follow-up processing.
The Lin family really wanted to get a share of the entertainment industry. Lin Mengxue herself also intends to make her debut, and her popularity has also reached a certain level in this scandal. However, the brokerage company still ignored Lin Mengxue's intention to use this incident to create a public impression and to make a fake show for real.
Lin Mengxue got Mo Yicheng's phone number from somewhere, and when she called, she was crying. Mo Yicheng endured and endured to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor.
"This matter is turned over in Tianfeng Entertainment." Mo Yicheng said the name of the company, not himself, "In the future, let's take care of ourselves."
Lin Mengxue hung up the phone suddenly, and her emotions that had been brewing for a long time collapsed in an instant, and angrily hammered the pillow on the bed. That's right, this hype was indeed planned by her brother, and it was actually to increase the popularity of the entertainment company he had just taken over.
Although the Lin family is not as powerful as the Mo family, it is indeed a wealthy family that developed at the beginning of the open economy. However, the current form of the Lin family is very complicated. The Lin family has four children. Unfortunately, the mother of the two children died of illness when they were young. Lin's father continued, when the new wife moved in, she brought a son who was older than Lin Mengxue, and three years later gave birth to a daughter. Lin Sencheng never regarded this younger brother with his mother's surname as a threat. After all, he did not shed blood from the Lin family. However, on Lin Senyang's adult birthday, Lin's father announced that Lin Senyang was actually his own son and included in the family tree.
In other words, Father Lin not only found a strong opponent for Lin Sencheng to compete for the family property, but also confirmed that he had already cheated on him during marriage and had children with other women, so that after the death of Lin Sencheng and Lin Mengxue's mother . Lin Sencheng and Lin Mengxue were humble on the surface, maintaining the superficial demeanor of a big family, but in fact they already held grudges.
A few days ago, Lin's father was diagnosed with an incurable disease. Even the best medical treatment can only last for a year or two. Anyone with a discerning eye can see how the Lin family's large family business will be divided in the end and who will get it. , Lin Sencheng and Lin Mengxue brothers and sisters can't get the big head. This is why Lin Sencheng is determined to make remarkable achievements while his father is alive, in order to gain more initiative.
As for Mo's mother, it's not that she doesn't know that Lin Mengxue will not be able to share the benefits of the Lin family in the future, but she is confident enough that her son can support his wife. It doesn't matter if there is a dowry or not.
It's just that there was such a fuss, and Mo's mother also blamed herself a little. She wanted to apologize to her son, but she couldn't hold back her face. After thinking about it, she should send a message first to try it out. Seeing that his son was tolerant and generous and didn't mean to blame himself, he called again.
Mo Yicheng was urging Yuan Suo to take a bath, drink milk and sleep according to the daily routine.
Mo's mother knew that she had caused trouble, and her tone was flattering, and she stopped crying and making noises to play tricks on her grandchildren. The mother and son immediately changed the topic to the third brother who was studying abroad.
At this moment, Yuan Suo came out of the shower, obediently drank the milk, and was about to climb into bed to sleep.
Mo Yicheng was completely instinctive, and said with a trace of helplessness and indulgence: "You don't rinse your mouth, and you don't want to have your teeth? Rinse your mouth and go to sleep."
Mo's mother's voice stopped abruptly, followed by a long silence, and finally lowered her voice, "Yi Cheng, someday bring it back to show mom, or you can send a photo..."
"..." Mo Yicheng closed his eyes.
Mo's mother hurriedly said: "Tomorrow, tomorrow, mother will die first."
"..." The phone beeped, and the other party hung up.
Mo Yicheng: "..."
Yuan Suo blinked his big eyes: "What does Mo's mother want to see?"
Mo Yicheng: "..."
After not getting an answer from Mo Yicheng, Yuan Suo obediently went to rinse his mouth, took the opportunity to check if there were any new comments under his comics on Weibo, and then climbed onto the bed in a bunny pajamas. Today's rabbit is pink, and Mo Yicheng later saw that Yuan Suo didn't have a change of pajamas, so he simply bought one of each color, and it happened to be worn in seven colors for seven days.
When I woke up the next morning, Yuan Suo's eyes were swollen, like walnuts.
Mo Yicheng was afraid that the ice application would be too cold, so he bought a pack of cotton balls in the system store, soaked it first, then dipped it in ice milk, and applied it to his eyelids. Within ten minutes, he only felt his eyelids cool. It is very comfortable, and it doesn't feel very cold. When it is opened again, it has become much more comfortable.
"Don't cry casually anymore." Mo Yicheng said.
Yuan Suo hummed, although his mouth agreed, but in his heart he was afraid that he would not be able to do it, so his voice was small.
Speaking of crying, Yuan Suo suddenly thought of something, and happily said to Mo Yicheng: "I was crying in the car yesterday, and Pofei even gave me a pack of tissues."
"Oh?"
"Well, the elves who can come into the game are all pure souls. Pofei must have lost himself temporarily. He must have realized his mistakes now, so give him a chance to correct it." Wish Mo Yicheng was quite surprised when he heard it so forcefully. He always felt that Yuan Suo's mind was stupid. He even wondered if there was any difference between his 18-year-old interstellar and the earth. He didn't expect to hear it today. He said something that made sense. However, Mo Yicheng didn't catch another piece of information, "coming into the game" and "soul". Having a soul means that it used to have a physical entity and existed in a certain corner of the world.
"Toot."
"Ok?"
"you… "
"..."
"Forget it." Mo Yicheng felt that he was thinking too much, but the matter of the gas switch for boiling milk was always in his heart.
"Well... If Mo Yicheng has any questions, he can ask Dudu. If the answer is within the range allowed by the system, Dudu will answer truthfully."
Mo Yicheng smiled and said, "Let's have breakfast first, the school bus is coming soon."
"Um!"
Mo Yicheng was afraid that Wish Suo would be too innocent and would be hurt again, so he asked, "Don't get too close to that Pofei, you know?"
Yuan Suo said: "Okay."
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The "love affair" between Mo Yicheng and Lin Mengxue was completely suppressed, and the fans also avoided talking about it very tacitly. Even if there were various messages from the other party's navy official account, everyone collectively ignored her and did not give her any attention. rub.
But having said that, with Mo Yicheng's current popularity, Lin Mengxue definitely won't lose out this time.
I am at home on vacation, I would like to sort out some of the previous paintings. The grid comic has drawn to the 4th picture. Mo Yicheng in the painting has already bought an oversized refrigerator for the most handsome elf in the world, "Dudu", and even said that he can eat the ice cream inside...
After posting the article, Yuan Suo would refresh the page every two minutes, waiting anxiously for comments. It's a pity, but after 20 minutes, there was still no movement, not even a like.
Yuan Suo looked at the empty comment area and thought dejectedly: Is this one not vivid enough? Or the plot is too bland... Sitting on the sofa holding the tablet, I feel a little discouraged. She lowered her head slightly, the sun shone behind her ears, which were so fair that blood vessels could be seen under the skin, and her brown hair was softly attached to her slender neck.
Forget it, don't care about grades so much, the most important thing is to draw your own mind, painting is your dream, and now this is already an unimaginable happiness in the past. Yuan Suo convinced himself that when he was about to exit the home page, there was a comment on Weibo.
May Suo open with joy.
"Recruiting typists! Daily income 100 home sitting #%&&...%"
It's a job advertisement.
Yuan Suo was a little disappointed, but still replied seriously below: Sorry, I can't work temporarily. After thinking about it, I added: But I can ask.
The meaning of Yuansuo is to ask Mo Yicheng. After all, Mo Yicheng said that he was not allowed to go out to work, but he recently communicated with other elves in the school. He is high-level and can communicate with the outside world, even the elves who leave the phone They all have their own jobs and can support themselves and subsidize their families.
Waiting for Yuansuo Erzhichan to finish typing and reply to the small advertisement, there is another comment below. It’s still the previous trumpet account without a single Weibo account. This account seems to be dedicated to leaving comments for him. This time, he still left a short piece of encouragement, and then said: Eat less ice cream.
Yuan Suo suddenly felt that this person's tone was similar to that of Mo Yicheng. Shaking his head, what were he thinking, why did Mo Yicheng register a trumpet to be his fan! ? Probably not...
On the school bus.
There are dark circles under the longbow eyes.
Wish Suo would log in to Weibo to take a look as if he was poisoned while holding the tablet. If he got one more like, he would be happy for a long time, and spend the rest of the time thinking about the next manga in his mind.
"Longbow, look at you, did you stay up all night yesterday?" Su Yi asked Longbow, and before Longbow could answer, he turned to Yuansuo and said, "Little thing, don't follow him to be addicted to the Internet!" After finishing speaking Lifting his delicate chin, he pointed to the tablet computer in Yuansuo's arms.
Yuan Suo shrank his neck in embarrassment, and hugged the tablet a little tighter.
Longbow said lazily, "You still have the nerve to call me, stay up all night watching TV dramas and chasing novels, smashing the keyboard and earning 50 cents for daily updates..."
"Shut up, you!!!" Su Yi gritted her teeth, wishing she could grab the longbow's neck.
During the quarrel between the two, Yuan Suo found out that Su Yi's "part-time job" was an internet writer with a monthly income of 200 yuan, but because of his love, he continued to forge ahead on this road. And Longbow is a game anchor. It seems that if you win the game, you can eat chicken... Wishing to think of the beggar chicken that Mo Yicheng bought for himself last time, he couldn't help swallowing.
"That... I also want to make money." Yuan Suo has been thinking about this issue recently. Although Mo Yicheng forbids him to work, he still wants to earn some income through his own efforts. Moreover, Mo Yicheng's birthday is coming soon, and many fans on Weibo have already warmed up. Everyone is discussing what gift to give, and he also wants to use the money he earned to give Mo Yicheng a gift.
Hearing Yuan Suo's words, Longbow and Su Yi were taken aback, and then said in unison: "You?"
Yuan Suo nodded and tried to recommend himself, "Yes, I am very capable and not lazy. When I moved bricks before, the boss praised me for being serious!"
As soon as Yuan Suo's words fell, Su Yi and Long Bow were surprised again, or rather shocked, a little unbelievable. Will the players who wish to ask ask such a little thing to move bricks? Is Dudu's life not as satisfactory as everyone sees
"Have you ever moved bricks?" Su Yi asked.
Yuan Suo nodded and said: "Well, when I first met the player, I applied for it myself. I only moved once, and then the player refused to allow me to go." He was still a little frustrated.
Su Yi understood, and felt relieved, presumably the player didn't understand the rules of the game at that time, so he said: "Actually, most of the jobs in the game are suitable for elves with upgraded skin. If it's you, it will be more difficult to do. And you have no way to control the gold coins independently, nor can you cash them out."
The gold coins earned by the elves in the game will be automatically put into the wallet, which is controlled by the player. But if the money is earned outside the game, it can be used freely.
"Then what can I do in the real world?" Yuan Suo wanted to earn some discretionary money so that he could quietly buy Mo Yicheng a birthday present.
Longbow stretched his waist and moved his neck, "You, just obediently wait for the players to feed you. Why do you still have to work when you can earn money by being cute?"
Su Yi scoffed at this, and complained: "It's really a dog's nature."
Longbow wiped his nose with his hand, "Thank you for the compliment."
May Suo was confused by the two people, why did the "dogs" come out
That night, Yuan Suo struggled again and again, and finally made up his mind to contact the "recruitment notice" under Weibo, added friends, and was dragged into a group in a daze. There are a lot of people in the group, everyone speaks to each other, and the group leader comes out to maintain order after a while, and then assigns tasks...
Yuan Suo didn't know that he had joined a mysterious organization called "Professional Sailors", and thought that he had found a part-time job like Longbow Suyi, and could earn a small amount of money with his hard work. In order to be able to type faster, I practiced for an hour every day, and my hand speed finally became a little faster.
Mo Yicheng was invited to participate in a "Jedi XX" online game star competition these days. The organizer uses this to promote the game and increase the popularity of the video platform that has just launched the live broadcast. The video platform belongs to the Chen family. Not long after Chen Sheng took over the family business, many people's eyes were fixed on him.
"You just need to show your face. There are professional players and streamers to show off your skills." Chen Sheng was full of sincerity.
After trying to play for a few days, Mo Yicheng got started very quickly. Although he was not as good as a professional player, it was enough to connect to the live broadcast and mobilize the atmosphere.
Mo Yicheng quit the game, and saw Yuan Suo in the phone, typing seriously into the computer.
"It's time to rest, it's already late." Mo Yicheng helped Yuan Suo heat up the milk, and urged the little thing to go to bed.
Yuan Suo rubbed his sour eyes that had been staring at the screen, said good night to the boss who recruited him and the people in the group, and went offline to turn off the computer. The boss said that he would be "live" in two days, and that he could make money as long as he knew how to type, which is really great... But the boss asked him to prepare a few more numbers for ZZ Live, but he didn't know what to do.
Mo Yicheng felt that there was something wrong with Yuan Suo recently. Apart from painting, he spent most of his time watching movies and checking Weibo, but these two days he was typing on a document, not writing, just following the book Typing there, the small body is straight and serious, even the two ears on the hat of the pajamas are serious.
Mo Yicheng asked twice, wishing Suo Hanchi Hanchi could not say anything, and he looked nervous as if he was being bullied. In the end, Mo Yicheng couldn't bear to force the question to end.
—
A few days later, the sun set.
Longbow lay on the side of the wonton stall for a while, moving its ears when there was any movement, dozed off a few times, checked the time, greeted the players, and returned to the game.
The activity turned back into a humanoid hand, changed clothes, turned on the computer, logged into the game and the live broadcast interface.
Today, his live broadcast platform has a large-scale event, and he is the top ten game anchor of the ZZ live broadcast platform, and was invited to participate.
As soon as Longbow logged in, he found that his other platform number was also online. As his alias, [Wang Xinglaike] was known to most of his fans. Longbow didn't pay too much attention to it, and only asked him to borrow the platform number to watch the live broadcast before he wanted to ask for it.
Both the game developer and the platform paid great attention to this live broadcast, and many celebrities were invited, and the early publicity was in place. So in this official live broadcast room, everyone who can speak today needs to have certain permissions to prevent trolls from trolls from making trouble. I guess I want to ask for it because I don’t have a premium number and I want to interact with myself so I can borrow it from myself.
As the only game anchor who didn't broadcast live in the company today, Longbow was dragged to debug the equipment and test the network speed as soon as it went online, and the thought of wishing to ask for it passed in his mind. At the same time, the young lady at work who was preparing for the interactive session saw the launch of the idol trumpet, and immediately became a little excited, secretly thinking that the interactive session could be operated a little behind the scenes.
—
"Yi Cheng, I really want to thank you today. We have competed with XX live broadcast for this mobile game live broadcast for a long time, and in the end it is your name that is easy to use. The investor has made a final decision, so we will knock on..." Chen Sheng originally wanted to say "knock on" Mo Yicheng's head was on the head, but when the words came to his lips, he realized that he was asking for something today, so he immediately changed the subject, "It hit my subordinate's head."
Mo Yicheng shook his head noncommittally. Chen Jiu followed behind, holding Mo Yicheng's coat and another mobile phone in his hand.
Chen Sheng glanced at Chen Jiao, and said to Mo Yicheng in a little surprise: "Changed assistant? Where did that little fat man go?" There was no teasing or sarcasm in his tone, just pure curiosity.
Chen Jiao was taken aback for a moment, opened his mouth and did not make a sound.
Mo Yicheng gave Chen Sheng a sideways look, and said calmly, "No change."
"What?" Chen Sheng was taken aback, "I said little brother, your change..." Chen Sheng still couldn't believe his eyes.
Mo Yicheng said: "He is 3 years older than you, it's not appropriate to call him little brother, let's call him Brother Chen."
Chen Sheng was shocked again! I did some mental calculations, this chubby... not fat assistant is 30 years old? But no matter how you look at it, it looks like you just graduated from college!
Chen Jiu didn't wait for Chen Sheng to speak, and hurriedly said modestly and awkwardly: "Chen... Mr. Chen just call me Chen Jiu."
—
Everything is ready for the live broadcast outside, and the broadcast will start on time when the time comes.
The fans of each family had already entered the live broadcast room early, and the barrage blocked the face of the warm-up host. Among them, Mo Yicheng's fans are the most spectacular, all kinds of love confession gifts are flying in the barrage...
Yuan Suo sat in front of the computer, a little confused, why the boss had to prepare his own words in advance? Didn't he come to type on a part-time job? Why are you still preparing to spray people
"Show your professionalism, don't be cowardly!" Yuan Suo asked in the group, and a brother replied.
Uh... Dudu is not cowardly.
But where do you go for trolling
May Suo have an idea.
Take out the tablet, log in to the chat software, and find the emoji packs you have saved before.
There are a lot of insults on it!
May Suo quickly write down all of them one by one, and then eagerly wait for his first battle to become a navy to start...
Mo Yicheng had already prepared dinner for Yuan Suo before the event started, and the fruit also asked Chen Jiao to prepare it, and he transmitted it with his mobile phone. The live broadcast was full of distracting eyes, and it was inconvenient to enter the game. The information was only transmitted in text, and I asked Suo not to stare at the screen all the time, but to move appropriately.
Yuan Suo quickly replied with an emoticon nodding wildly in rabbit ear pajamas.
Mo Yicheng safely put the phone in his pocket.
As soon as the event started, there were some trolls in the message area, but Chen Sheng had already made preparations. Those who should be forked out should be forked out, and those whose IPs should be blocked were basically kept in a very green and friendly situation.
Yuan Suo typed the words on the emoji very nervously, and his fingers were shaking when he clicked send.
However goose...
Just when the sailors in the group were being banned one after another, Yuan Suo's small vest with a long bow floated across the screen according to the "troll-specific language" collected from the Internet...
These include:
How stupid are you! ! !
What kind of biscuit are you! ! !
Banana you little apple!
You look like an abstract painting by Picasso ╭(╯^╰)╮! ! !
You are a flying pig!
I'm so angry that I eat my hands...
Dozens of minutes later.
The on-site showdown between Longbow and a group of anchors was over, and everyone's emotions were completely mobilized.
Wishing to wipe the sweat from his forehead contentedly.
A few sharp-eyed die-hard Longbow fans had faintly sensed that something was wrong with their boss's account. The boss's account was never used by outsiders. Could it be that the account was hacked
Longbow who was "hacked" had no idea what happened.
Mo Yicheng didn't even know that the "troll" on the bullet screen who was very persistent and was quickly squeezed out was his own elf.
Finally, it was Mo Yicheng's finale appearance.
"Ah, after waiting all night, Yi Cheng finally appeared!"
"Aww~ Yi Cheng Yi Cheng"
"Finally you are here-"
"Rivals in love, be careful!!!!"
Mo Yicheng greeted everyone, and simply operated the game amidst the carnival of barrage. Mo Yicheng's skills can't be compared with professional ones, but fans don't come here just to watch their idols show off their skills. Just a slight frown while operating the game has already fascinated a lot of people, and they were taken to lick the screen by taking screenshots.
Yuan Suo was still "spraying" with concentration, but the typing speed was too slow, and he had to type according to the emoticons, and it took a long time to send out one.
Just as he finished typing a "I don't like your little biscuit, please soak it in the milk yourself!!" and was about to send it out, he raised his head and faced Mo Yicheng on the screen!
Yuan Suo's hands froze suddenly, his mouth opened wide, and he stammered, "Mo... Mo... Mo Yicheng."
Mo Yicheng said before that he would work late today and participate in a live broadcast event, but he didn't expect it to be this live broadcast!
When Mo Yicheng was playing games, his expression was serious and serious, his eyes were different from usual with a cold light, and his temperament was so cold that people couldn't help but hold their breath.
May Suo hang his hands on the keyboard, and it took him a long time to recover.
Well, Mo Yicheng forbids himself to work... If he is found out... I would like to delete the words I typed one by one with a guilty conscience, but I can't move my eyes from staring at Mo Yicheng on the screen... Mo Yicheng really It looks so good...
Mo Yicheng's session ended soon. The host excitedly asked Mo Yicheng to sign the doll on the spot, and then gave it to lucky fans.
As soon as Mo Yicheng left, the number of viewers dropped immediately, but the effect the organizer wanted had already been achieved, and at the end, it was just a few anchors interacting with the fans at the scene to attract some popularity.
"Now, we will randomly select fans who have reached the standard level from online fans to connect with each other. Fans who get the chance to connect with each other can get game equipment and big gift bags!" The host introduced the final interactive session.
May Suo see Mo Yicheng leave, and become a little more courageous.
Someone in the navy group sent a message.
"If I can even connect with Mai Laozi, I will definitely turn the world upside down."
"Impossible. On this occasion, even Mai's people are pre-determined, and they are basically internal people."
"I can't say for sure. The world is full of wonders. Didn't you see that rookie who arrived yesterday actually got the number of 'Grand Duke' today?"
"Fuck, so awesome?"
The rookie Yuansuo was completely frightened at this moment, and he froze on the chair. For some reason, he was "randomly" drawn by the staff, and hugged Mai!
There were two other people in front of him. One had opened the microphone and was frantically professing his love for Da Da, and then asked for a Da Da' autograph and the desire to add friends to each other's game accounts.
May Suo's hands were weak, he opened the tablet, and quickly sent a message to the boss, asking himself what to do if he was connected to the mic T﹏T
The "boss" was already ready to call it a day, but when he saw the message of Yuan Suo, his heart was full of excitement. It seemed that his gang was about to become famous after spraying circles!
"What else are you thinking about? Do as I usually teach you. You don't need to spray the game. You must focus on the platform to spray the anchor. The platform is too bad!"
Wish Suo was confused. In fact, he was temporarily recruited without any "training" at all, and he couldn't tell the specific difference between the platform, the anchor, and the game, but he couldn't help hesitating at the moment. , because it was already time for him to speak with the microphone.
"Excuse me, this netizen called [Wang Xinglaike], which anchor do you want to say to, or what wish!" After the host finished speaking, someone below immediately responded that this is the trumpet of Longbow , Longbow also noticed it, quite surprised, but I hope that the little thing should be something to say to cheer myself up!
"This netizen, if you don't speak up, I will regretfully remove you from Mai Xu!" Seeing that there was no voice from Yuan Suo's side, the host reminded, and began to signal the staff to take the next step.
"That..." At the moment when Lianmai was cancelled, [Wang Xinglaike] made a voice.
"Wait!" The host stopped the cancellation of Lianmai, and said with a smile: "Lady Wang Xing, please start talking, we can hear your voice here."
Wish Suo sat in front of the computer, his tense brain went blank, and the palms of the two tightly clenched hands had become wet and greasy.
"I... I..." Now that Mo Yicheng has left, he probably won't be found out. May Suo cherish a little luck.
"Don't be nervous, this fan." The host said kindly.
Yuan Suo thought that he was working, clenched his fists to cheer himself up, and then mustered up the courage to say to the microphone hole of the laptop: "You, which little biscuit are you!"
host:"… "
Longbow: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Mo Yicheng also finished talking with Chen Sheng and was about to leave when he heard an all-too-familiar voice, soft and sticky, like strawberry-flavored cotton candy.
coincide? Mo Yicheng's first reaction was, how could Yuan Suo's voice appear on the live broadcast platform? Maybe it's just the same voice
At this moment, the host wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Uh... this fan, you are... nervous."
Yuan Suo wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "I... I'm very nervous, I'm going to start spraying people, tremble! What kind of biscuits are you all, the platform is too bad, um... gas It's time to eat your hands..." Yuan Suo's voice is soft and waxy, with the childishness of a teenager, coupled with the "dirty words" and some modal particles on the emoji, it is so cute that people are so soft~
The host was so surprised that he didn't stop it in time, and let the other side wish to stutter and read the emoji.
The barrage below had already flown up, almost comparable to when Mo Yicheng appeared before.
"Giant!"
"Ah, who's cutie is this, no one wants me to contract it!!!"
"My family! Don't snatch it!"
"Ah, crawl along the network cable and put it in your bag and take it home!"
Longbow, who knew the truth behind the trumpet, had already dropped his jaw in shock. His desire to survive told him to clarify to the people around him immediately that this trumpet had not been used for a long time, and this was definitely a conspiracy to steal the account!
In the navy group, there were more bewildered faces, and they collectively brushed up, "What the hell is this little biscuit?"
Mo Yicheng immediately entered the waiting room and told Chen Jiu to wait outside, then quickly turned on his phone and entered the game.
In fact, in Mo Yicheng's heart, he is more inclined to want Suo to watch movies with his tablet, or concentrate on painting, while the person who is madly reading cute emojis in front of the audience... shakes his hands, The whole person froze. Because what he saw was logging into ZZ, facing the screen, his cheeks flushed from nervousness, holding a crumpled note in his hand, and intermittently chanting the wishes of the emoji...
Mo Yicheng gritted his teeth.
The staff was ready to hang up Lianmai, but the comments below flew wildly, urging this little cutie to continue performing, and some even suspected that this was a hidden easter egg of the organizer. Chen Sheng found that the direction seems to be not bad? So with a big wave of his hand, he asked people to temporarily cut off...
May Suo Zheng be so engrossed that he doesn't notice Mo Yicheng behind him at all.
"Toot."
The cold words came to his ears, and Yuan Suo froze and almost fell off the stool.
Mo, Mo, Mo Yicheng