"'Brother Cheng called Smiling to live broadcast, turn on the camera, and cover up what you will see sooner or later'—Well, Comrade She Mailing, come and see, do you think this big danmaku brother seems to have a point? ?"
Xiao Rui propped up the table with one hand and looked at the computer screen next to Lu Sicheng that was temporarily unused and hung on the homepage of Lu Sicheng's live broadcast room—
"You're going to be on stage at the beginning of the summer split, and sooner or later you will be seen by others, why are you hiding!"
"I, I, I wear a mask!"
"Oh, you're wearing a mask, okay. What about the make-up photo for the summer season? The team has changed to a new uniform for the summer game this year, and I have to take a new set of make-up photos - do you think the club will allow you to wear a mask and take a make-up photo? Are you going? Do you still want to play the role of an urban superhero legend?"
Tong Yao twitched the corners of her lips and was about to speak when she heard Lu Sicheng whisper: "Compared to a woman with a split mouth, she is more like a perverted woman, right?"
"Oh," Brother Rui narrowed his eyes and approached the computer screen, and began to read the barrage again, "'Female perverted two, three, three, three,', 'Brother Cheng, how are you?', 'Brother Cheng, what are you doing to bully me? Wife'—hey, this one is new, you still have a male Mifensi, Comrade She Mailing."
Lu Sicheng: "After seeing the face, it's gone."
Nursery Rhyme: "????!"
Xiao Rui pointed to the back of Lu Sicheng's head and asked the nursery rhyme: "Can you bear this?"
Nursery Rhyme: "Otherwise what to do? Unplug his network cable?"
Xiao Rui: "Why don't you start the live broadcast to prove your charm? You were on the Yellow Fish live broadcast platform before, did you sign a live broadcast contract?"
Nursery Rhyme: "No."
Xiao Rui: "Everyone in our team is on the Xiongmiao live broadcast platform. You can come here too. Anyway, the official members of the team must be broadcast live. I'll go get you a contract tomorrow..."
Nursery Rhyme: "??? When will this matter be said?"
Xiao Rui: "Just now."
Nursery Rhyme: "… "
Xiao Rui said seriously: "This is work."
"Oh," the dedicated nursery rhyme immediately gave in easily when he heard this, put away the resistance on his face and nodded obediently, "Okay."
Xiao Rui showed a satisfied expression, bent over and picked up the pie that rolled on the ground after drinking the yogurt, licking his paws and hugging Lu Sicheng's ankle, turned and floated away... The mouse in Lu Sicheng's hand issued a "click" The voice of , and next to him, close at hand, was a nursery rhyme that he sat cross-legged on a chair with a confused face and didn't realize how he got caught.
The man turned his head slightly and glanced at her: "I didn't bargain for such a good opportunity just now? Maybe I can use your fallacy of 'girls have to get up early and go to bed early' to convince Xiao Rui to give you ten less hours of broadcasting every month."
—According to the regulations of “Fist”, the head office of the game League of Legends, the live broadcast time stipulated by active e-sports professional players should not exceed 45 hours per month. The contract is directly signed by the club and the live broadcast platform for unified management. We only need to complete the time stipulated in the contract at any time each month.
The nursery rhyme broke his fingers and did the math: "What's the difference between forty-five hours and thirty-five hours?"
"No difference? You'll know when you make up the live broadcast time at the end of the month."
"???"
"It's like you always leave your kindergarten summer homework at the end, and it's almost the same experience when you have another day to start school and frantically rush homework."
"What kindergarten, you talk well."
"This is a warning from the seniors. I will do this kind of good deed once in my life."
"… "
Do good deeds only once in a lifetime
Emma's words are really convincing, at least from Lu Sicheng's words.
So the nursery rhyme was persuaded again.
When Lu Sicheng heard the movement, he turned his head and glanced at the burning ass next to him: "What?"
"Go to Brother Rui," Tong Yao said "Thank you, senior, you are right", put on slippers, "Go and bargain."
Throwing down this sentence, the nursery rhyme stepped on his slippers and ran away. Lu Sicheng sneered and snorted and twisted his head back to continue playing his own game. After playing for a while, he seemed to remember something. He suddenly cut out the game and watched it. The barrages in the live broadcast room outside the eyes, unsurprisingly, are all-
[Fuck, why is our brother Cheng so considerate? He took mouse medicine!!! ∑(Дノ)ノ] [666666 Who was that just now, which kind ghost got on our brother Cheng!][Actually instructing a newcomer to bully Xiao Rui, ah ah, this day is about to change][Question: The water in the Huangpu River has turned green for hair? Answer: Because Li Junhe (* Pope) washes his hair upstream, hehe] [Husband, why are you being so gentle to other girls qaq I'm not happy, I want to unsubscribe, I want to turn people around] [I feel bad for Xiaopang and follow Brother Cheng for two years I didn't get a good face, Brother Cheng left all the warm oil to the hot lady] [Distressed chubby 1]
[Distressed chubby 2]
[distressed chubby 10086]
[No one will feel sorry for Li Junhe?]
[Miss, I'm so sorry that I can't get enough of myself]
Lu Sicheng: "..."
Lu Sicheng: "Stop talking nonsense and turn off the live broadcast."
As soon as the words fell, the barrage that was frantically swiping the screen in the live broadcast room suddenly stopped as if the pause button was pressed.
The man glanced at the live broadcast room, which was as quiet as a live audience that had never existed before. He lowered his eyes and switched the screen back to the game, and continued to play his game seriously. His face was as calm as if nothing had happened.
…
then.
the next day.
When Lu Sicheng woke up and went downstairs, she saw someone sitting cross-legged on the sofa at a glance, and her frowning brows could kill flies. She was holding a pen in her mouth and looking at it with hatred and hatred. The stack of papers on the coffee table in front of me—
At a glance, I knew that it was the live broadcast platform contract that Xiao Rui took over during the day.
Lu Sicheng walked past the coffee table, took a can of yogurt from the refrigerator, tore it up, and threw the empty yogurt box into the trash can.
The figure sitting on the sofa seemed to realize that someone had come downstairs, raised his head and looked at him resentfully: "The bargaining failed."
Lu Sicheng: "Oh."
Nursery rhyme: "It's not good for girls to go to bed early."
Lu Sicheng raised his head and glanced at her, and asked, "What did Xiao Rui say?"
Nursery Rhymes: "Brother Rui said that there are still twenty-two hours before ten o'clock in the evening every day. The average live broadcast time is one and a half hours a day. This time is squeezed out by farting."
"This metaphor is really vulgar." Lu Sicheng commented, then paused and asked, "So what?"
"I actually think what he said makes sense," Tong Yao said with a look of despair, "Brother Cheng, am I too easily shaken?"
Lu Sicheng walked slowly to Tong Yao, and then unexpectedly stretched out a hand that had just touched the ice yogurt, but was still slightly cold at this time and pinched her earlobe—Tong Yao hid back subconsciously, while Lu Sicheng had already withdrawn. He reached his hand and said lightly as if he had come to a conclusion: "It's because the ears are soft."
Tong Yao's face flushed, she stretched out her hand and rubbed her earlobe, which still had the cool touch between the other's fingers, and quickly signed off the document on the table with the other hand. Then she threw the pen and leaned back on the sofa, seriously speaking. : "Brother Cheng, although I admire you very much and think you are a very good person, but you must know that men and women are not intimacy, and men and women must maintain a safe distance, and you can't just move your hands and feet if you disagree with each other. of… "
The man picked up the sleeping cat who had occupied his seat again, threw it on the chair of the genuine shit shovel officer next to him, raised his eyelids and glanced at the shit shovel officer not far away—
The latter straightened his waist and raised his chin slightly.
Lu Sicheng smiled briefly: "Oh."
The nursery rhyme thinks there's something bad-
Sure enough, in the next second, I heard the former say in a hurry, "What kind of woman are you, a kindergarten senior."
"What kindergarten seniors!"
The nursery rhyme stood up from the sofa—she stood barefoot on the sofa—so that her height could be on the same level as Lu Sicheng's, at this time she felt very imposing, and her face was full of preparations to rush over to fight. The spirit of the rack.
"I'm going live."
Lu Sicheng pointed to the camera lightly, and while speaking, he gestured to turn the camera around.
"… "
The person standing on the sofa sat back again.
Then the whole person lay down on the sofa.
- The whole movement was done in one go, and the standard was so fast that it seemed like someone who had just been trained from the army.
After a long time, a pair of resentful eyes appeared from behind the armrest of the sofa, and the person behind the sofa lowered his voice and hissed softly: "You are cruel."
Lu Sicheng smiled briefly, and lazily moved the mouse to open the game client to start a day of training in ranked games. At this moment, the nursery rhyme, who was still hiding behind the sofa and shivering for fear that he turned the camera around, didn't know that the man was really live streaming, but the content of the barrage in the live broadcast room today was all—
[The live broadcast is on! However there is no camera!]
[Anyone with a camera today (#.n)]
[Open the camera, the camera camera~]
[Why don't you turn on the camera and roll around!]
[Without a camera, I would have nothing without a camera] [Even if the camera is not turned on, even if the sound is not turned on, my roommate wanted to look at Brother Cheng's face and listen to him before he died!]…
He didn't turn on the camera.
Not even the wheat was turned on.
And the nursery rhyme, who didn't know about it, was a quiet dumb beautiful girl for an hour, until the little fat ran to ask him the hero rune of a hero in the mid lane, she closed the mouth and opened the game interface and gestured to him. , so Xiao Pang looked confused: "I can understand what you said directly."
Tong Yao looked at Lu Sicheng's serious face in playing games. Lowered his voice: "He's on a live broadcast."
Xiaopang: "The camera is not turned on, and the headset doesn't seem to be turned on either."
Nursery Rhyme: "What?"
Nursery Rhyme: "… "
Nursery Rhyme: "Lu Sicheng!!!!!!!!!"