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Chapter 370 The Love of Fans This Year
And luckily she refused.

Thinking of Qin Zixuan whose waist was broken by the suona, Xu Chenxi felt lingering fear.

Just a little bit, just a little bit away, she stood up and danced with Qin Zixuan again!

Versatility saved her dog's life.

Of course, Xu Chenxi only thought that playing musical instruments would make Mr. Wang recognize the pipa, but he didn't expect that Mr. Wang not only knew the pipa, but also recognized her.

So, when Mr. Wang asked naturally: "Little Chenxi, what is the name of the female anchor on the Flying Bird platform called Wanzi, it must be you".

Xu Chenxi was dumbfounded.

She didn't even have time to think about how Mr. Wang found her little vest.

Now I am full of thoughts: Sure enough, there are only one and countless times of falling off the horse.

I was very tired and hopeless.

Seeing Xu Chenxi's sluggish expression mixed with a somewhat unlovely expression, Wang Zhishan stretched out his hand in front of her with some worry and shook:
"Chenxi kid? Little Chenxi? What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine," Xu Chenxi wiped his face, trying to face the life of the coffee table that was stripped to nothing.

She asked Wang Zhishan:
"Grandpa Wang, how did you know about this?"

"what?"

Wang Zhishan didn't react for a moment.

The main reason is that he didn't realize that he took off Xu Chenxi's little vest, and thought it was a part-time job that everyone knew.

Didn't that girl Huanhuan say that she is a game anchor? What's the problem with facing the camera and not facing the face?
No problem at all.

In the heart of Mr. Wang, who often squats in Xu Chenxi's live broadcast room but never understands a few words of Xi Yanxi, Xu Chenxi is still a little boy who doesn't know how to cherish a good pipa.

Xu Chenxi: "...Grandpa, have you watched me play the pipa on the Internet?"

After much deliberation, there is only one reason left.

Except that Xixi was forced to perform in this life, she only took out the pipa in front of the camera on New Year's Eve and when she was competing with Xinyue.

Now that the Internet is so developed and the information society is pervasive, it is normal for Mr. Wang to stumble into it somewhere.

Xu Chenxi comforted herself in her heart.

"Oh, yes."

Wang Zhishan suddenly realized, and even had a little joy:
"My brother's little granddaughter recommended it to me, do you have any impression? It's called Wang Huanhuan, she's yours, oh, crazy fan. She also has a cousin who is said to be a room manager in your room."

After all, Wang Zhishan stayed in her live broadcast room for so long, and he was very quick to talk about terms such as "brain fan" and "housing management".

There is an impression, that is too impressive.

Isn't it the pair of resident teasers whose IDs are full of scumbags in her live broadcast room?
Xu Chenxi almost performed a tiger weeping for him.

The love of fans this year is really heavy.

Xu Chenxi: Yes, quite confused.

That little fan called Archimedes who doesn't like to take a bath, what kind of mentality did he give such an old grandpa to Amway her as a rookie game anchor?

You can't just want your grandpa to learn how to fight people like her, right?
After repeatedly asking Mr. Wang not to disclose the value of her pipa and the identity of the anchor, Xu Chenxi walked back to the room with heavy steps, and then fell headfirst on the bed.

Even the idea of ​​continuing to tease Shen Yang on WeChat was temporarily put on hold.

I'll talk about it later, I'll talk about it later, she just wants to close her eyes and rest in peace.

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(End of this chapter)