"Momomo..." Yuan Suo's eyes widened and he stammered, like a small Walkman with a cassette.
Clang—
Yuan Suo pulled the corners of his clothes with both hands, and knocked off the little gray mouse on the side of the table due to excessive nervousness, the rabbit's water glass was also knocked over, and the water flowed down the table...
The bullet screen in the live broadcast room swiped again:
"Was little cutie here just now?"
"Kiss little cutie, what a chirp~"
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mua! (*╯3╰)”
"Did I hallucinate, why did I seem to hear Mo Yicheng's voice?"
"I heard the same!"
"Ah, what's going on?"
"Don't talk nonsense, it's just a coincidence!"
Hiss—
[Wang Xinglaigu] Drop the mic.
The barrage below is full of regrets, and the next step is to guess who this cute little cutie is.
"You sound like a high school student?"
"Ruannuo doesn't mean young! I feel like a soft and cute senior..."
"Please show your face!"
"Ah, that's the trumpet of the longbow! It seems to know some ulterior secret!!!"
"But I clearly heard a loud voice!"
The host calmly tried to pull the topic back amidst the netizens' comments that were off topic, and continued with the next link. But at the end of this live broadcast, it is destined to go farther and farther on the road of no return...
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in the game.
Yuan Suo carefully turned off the computer, and under Mo Yicheng's low-pressure gaze, took the rag, squatted on the ground and wiped the water spilled from the cup, and ran back and forth three times with his short legs , and finally cleaned up that little bit of water.
Mo Yicheng stared at the screen leisurely, not revealing the fact that the ground was about to be wiped. The little thing just wants to procrastinate, let's see how long he can procrastinate, today's matter must have an explanation.
Yuan Suo also knew that he couldn't avoid it, and after "wiping" the ground for the third time, he sent back the rag, and stood beside the computer desk in an orderly manner, with his head bowed in frustration, as if I knew something was wrong. look.
Mo Yicheng took a deep breath, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, and breathed more easily.
"Say it."
"Woo..." What? It's not that Yuan Suo doesn't want to answer, but that he doesn't know where to start.
"Didn't you say you're going to watch a movie tonight? Why did you go to the live broadcast platform, and who taught you those... cute words?" Mo Yicheng's tone did not contain blame, but it was a little more serious than usual . This little thing made such a big commotion without making a sound.
When Wish Suo was busy wiping the floor, Mo Yicheng glanced at Weibo, the latest hot topic is already #小喜萌到吃手手# Of course... what is even more irritating is the topic of #长型小喜爱# It's actually on top of #莫易成小喜爱#...
I hope you are so naive, open your mouth, and answer Mo Yicheng's questions one by one seriously: "That... the movie has already been finished, and Dudu is fast-forwarding."
Mo Yicheng: "..."
Yuan Suo continued: "I... I went to the live broadcasting platform because I found a part-time job, and I can get money to the card at home. The boss said that I can earn 100 yuan an hour, just typing. "In Yuan Suo's thinking, 100 Ruanmei coins are equal to 10,000 gold coins in the game! So 100 yuan is a very huge amount for him.
Mo Yicheng: "..." Is that why you keep typing on this document every day
"Those... those words, I found them in the emoticons, and said that they are the most popular..." Yuan Suo said, his voice became smaller and smaller.
Mo Yicheng was completely stunned, almost overwhelmed by the plot. The actor has acted in so many scripts, this... is the most unexpected.
"part time?"
Yuan Suo hesitated for a while, wanted to explain but didn't know how to say it, so he simply went to get his tablet, opened it, and showed Mo Yicheng the only two comments on Weibo, one of which read: Recruitment Typist: Settlement on the day, 100 yuan per hour, suitable for students or those with babies at home...
Mo Yicheng closed his eyes and asked Yuan Suo to turn off the tablet.
Wishing to shut down the phone obediently, he glanced sideways at Mo Yicheng.
"... Mo Yicheng?" Seeing that Mo Yicheng hadn't spoken for a long time, he was a little timid when he called his name. Knowing that he made a mistake this time and probably got into trouble, he yelled again flatteringly, "Mo Yicheng. I'm sorry, I... I was wrong... I'm not a good little biscuit."
Mo Yicheng: "..."
Forget it... Forget it, the little thing is nothing more than the extreme lack of social common sense, part-time job is also a sign of aggressiveness, the film king conducted efficient and quick self-persuasion in his heart, and finally his complexion improved a little.
However, this little thing actually lied today! I asked him before, and he said he wanted to watch movies and draw pictures, but the result was to "spray" people on the Internet, and the live broadcast was hundreds of thousands online. What hidden danger. Now he wants to ask people to collect information related to the investigation, so it does not rule out that other players are also acting at the same time.
"From today onwards, your time online will be restricted, and you will be required to report in advance when you contact people outside the school, and you will not be allowed to think about making money again." Mo Yicheng said, his tone deliberately aggravated.
After listening to Yuan Suo, he lowered his head with regret, then raised it again, and tentatively asked: "Then... can I receive the salary this time? The boss said that the money can be transferred online." After receiving the salary, you can give it to Mo Yicheng buy gifts.
Mo Yicheng replied simply: "No."
"Hmm..." Wishing Suo's nose ached when he thought of how hard he had been working so hard these days but he still couldn't receive his salary, but what was even more uncomfortable was that he had already taken a fancy to a gift and was going to ask the longbow to buy it for himself in the real world. Then give it to Mo Yicheng as a birthday present. "But, I want to buy things with my salary." Yuan Suo made the last fight, trying to get Mo Yicheng to change his mind.
"You can tell me what you buy, no matter what it is, I will buy it for you, but the outside world is very complicated, and I am very worried about your appearance. If this happens again in the future, I will be really angry." Mo Seeing that the little thing was not giving up, Yi Cheng became a little impatient, fearing that he would take a so-called part-time job behind his back in the future. He would not be afraid of getting into trouble, but if he was deceived and encountered danger, the gain would outweigh the loss.
It was the first time for Yuan Suo to be reprimanded by Mo Yicheng in this way, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. He muttered a few times and said in a weak voice, "I'm sorry."
"Okay, go clean up and get ready to rest." Mo Yicheng was going to teach the little guy a lesson today, so he didn't teach him as usual and then comfort him.
Yuan Suo quickly tidied up his small table, chairs, and everything on the computer table, and then went to take a shower.
Mo Yicheng got into the car and told Chen Jiao to drive home directly.
At the same time, I did a search for what happened tonight, and sure enough, the [Wang Xinglaike] spam incident that I wish to ask tonight has reached a fever pitch on the Internet.
Regarding the speculation about Yuan Suo's identity, they were divided into two camps, the "soft and cute little angel" and the "ruan waxy senior". The audio of the "sprayer" was downloaded and reposted crazily on the Internet. Many people called it cute, and even set it as a mobile phone ringtone. There are also some people who hold on to the "dudu" whose voice is very similar to Mo Yicheng, but they can only give up because they don't have a stone hammer.
As for the anchor Longbow involved, he insisted that his account was stolen, and that he has nothing to do with the whole thing!
Mo Yicheng snapped his fingers.
longbow? May the number used for the request belong to this person
After taking a shower, Yuan Suo came out with wet hair, he was sleepy, his eyes and nose were red, probably because he was afraid that Mo Yicheng would see him, he said hello in a low voice and obediently got into the quilt.
Mo Yicheng sighed and called him up.
Yuan Suo obediently sat on the edge of the bed with his back to Mo Yicheng. Mo Yicheng shook his head helplessly, clicked to dry his hair, and the hair dryer started, hoping that Suo's soft hair would be finished soon.
Mo Yicheng thought for a while and asked, "The login account you used today belongs to Longbow?"
"Well, yes." Yuan Suo kept his head down, his eyes were red, and he answered the question honestly.
"Longbow is the elf you said was riding the school bus together?"
"Yeah, it's him."
If the game anchor is really a person, then just follow the line of the longbow to find other "players", and perhaps learn more about the game.
As time went by, Mo Yicheng became more and more insecure about the game. The small things in the phone and the game really existed, but everything was so out of control. Once any accident occurs, no matter how big his financial resources are, he will be useless, so he can only obtain information through various means. Kan Ming has already obtained first-hand news from the UK before, and it is very likely that it is A "player" exists, but due to various reasons, many clues have been cut off. The current longbow...is a good breakthrough.
Mo Yicheng found a screenshot of Longbow's live broadcast on the Internet and asked Yuan Suo to confirm it.
Yuan Suo took a closer look, "Well, it's a longbow."
Mo Yicheng was in a hurry to contact Kan Ming, and then asked Chen Sheng to find out what happened later today, so he said to Yuan Suo: "The milk is at the bedside, drink a little, then rinse your mouth before going to sleep."
Yuan Suo still responded obediently, with his legs drooping by the bed, and he drank the milk one gulp, leaving a small ring of milk in his mouth.
Mo Yicheng quit the game in a hurry, called Kan Ming, and told him to immediately investigate the game anchor Longbow on the ZZ live broadcast platform, and get all his information in the shortest possible time.
After drinking the milk, Yuan Suo took the cup to the kitchen to wash it, rinsed his mouth again, returned to the bed, and got under the quilt. The bed was soft and warm, but Ke Yuansuo's heart was still a little sad, as if being pinched by someone, stuffy.
Just like how he persuaded himself in the bathroom, Mo Yicheng did it for his own benefit, and he lied and lied first, so he deserved to be criticized!
Although I didn't earn the money for buying gifts, I can give other gifts. If it doesn't work, I can make one myself! Thinking this way, I felt a lot better in my heart, and fell asleep slowly with the warm quilt in my arms...