Raising You This Small Stuff

Now that the apartment is here, I want to hesitate for a few seconds.

But...even though I was sad, I still wanted to see Mo Yicheng, so Yuan Suo still ran into the door with short legs. After seeing Mo Yicheng who was waiting for him to finish school while flipping through the electronic magazine, he opened his mouth hard and pulled out a big smile.

"Mo Yicheng, I'm back."

"Yeah," Mo Yicheng turned his head and was about to ask how he was going today. When he saw Yuan Suo's small face, his face became serious and his body straightened up.

Yuan Suo grasped the strap of the schoolbag with both hands, not knowing what happened, and felt a little at a loss.

Mo Yicheng asked in a deep voice, "Why are the eyes red?"

Yuan Suo was asked such a question, his eyes became redder as soon as he heated up, but for the first time he slammed his mouth in front of Mo Yicheng, "No...no."

"It's all red as a rabbit, and I said no. What's the matter?" Mo Yicheng asked with a bad face.

Yuan Suo was hiding a little secret in her heart, and she shrugged a little, and didn't dare to say that she was uncomfortable and shed tears because she saw him have a girlfriend...

In fact, Yuan Suo has already faintly discovered his feelings during these times. Although he is ignorant, he knows that he likes Mo Yicheng. He tried to define this feeling as a brother or friend, but today he saw Mo Yicheng. When Cheng and the girl were photographed, the heartache made him, who was inflexible in his head, vaguely guessed something.

But this kind of feeling scared him, he didn't even know whether this kind of feeling was correct. In the past eighteen years of his life, he lacked love and warmth. He has been searching for a mountain on which he can rely and a harbor from the wind. Mo Yicheng gave him this feeling. He didn't want to let all this disappear because of his stupid or even shouldn't exist feelings.

Mo Yicheng saw that Yuansuo’s face became paler and paler. He couldn’t sit still and couldn’t really touch him. He could only continue to speak, “Dudu, you promised me that you will tell me no matter what happens. forgotten?"

Yuan Suo raised his head timidly, "I promised."

"Then tell me, what the **** is going on?" Mo Yicheng was already anxious at this meeting. He thought it was a small thing that was so stupid that he hurt him again, for fear that he would come back with a wound like last time. Say.

Yuan Suo wouldn't lie. In the end, she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes and said, "I read your news on Weibo today."

Mo Yicheng was stunned.

"They... they said you have a girlfriend." Yuan Suo stopped moving, standing there like a cat caught by the neck.

"So you cry like a bunny because of this?"

Would like to nodded.

Mo Yicheng breathed a sigh of relief, not wishing to find out what was wronged in school.

Yuan Suo secretly raised his eyes to look at Mo Yicheng, feeling a little nervous, wouldn't Mo Yicheng hate himself?

In fact, Mo Yicheng didn't think of Yuan Suo's careful thoughts. He only regarded Yuan Suo as he saw that he was used to spread a scandal, forcibly binding his girlfriend's nose to cry after being wronged and embarrassed.

"Well, it's okay. The news on the Internet is fake, and the company will take care of it soon." Mo Yicheng let out his voice softly and comforted.

Yuan Suo only focused on the words "news are all fake", "false...false?"

"Well, it will be dealt with soon. Alright, cry for such a small matter, go wash your face, change clothes, and then come out to eat."

Yuan Suo put down his schoolbag in doubt and turned to change clothes. Although I still don't understand why Mo Yicheng didn't hate him, but I already know that Mo Yicheng has no girlfriend. The big rock in Yi Suo's heart seems to be removed instantly. Up.

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That night, Lin Mengxue called Mo's family and apologized for the disturbance caused by this incident. At the same time, I clarified on my Weibo that the relationship between her and Mo Yicheng is just a friend. Thank you for your attention.

Mo Yicheng looked at some of the information sent by the agent and the subsequent processing with a cold face.

The Lin family really wanted to get a share of the entertainment circle. Lin Mengxue herself has the intention to debut, and her popularity in this scandal has reached a certain height. However, the brokerage company still ignored Lin Mengxue's intention to use this incident to create a public impression that the fake play was actually done.

Lin Mengxue got Mo Yicheng's call from nowhere, and she was crying when she called. Mo Yicheng had to bear and endure it as a gentleman.

"This matter is turned over in Tianfeng Entertainment," Mo Yicheng said the company name, not his own. "In the future, let's do it for yourself."

Lin Mengxue was suddenly hung up, the emotions that had been brewing for a long time collapsed instantly, and angrily hammered the pillow on the hammer bed. That's right, this hype was indeed planned by her brother, but it was actually to increase the visibility of the entertainment company he just took over.

Although the Lin family is not as strong 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. There are four children in the Lin family. The eldest son Lin Sencheng and Lin Mengxue are the same parents. Unfortunately, the mother of two children died of illness when they were young. Father Lin continued. When the new wife passed the house, she brought a son who was older than Lin Mengxue, and gave birth to a daughter three years later. Lin Sencheng never regarded this younger brother with his mother's surname as a threat. After all, he did not shed the blood of the Lin family, but on Lin Senyang's adult birthday, Father Lin announced that Lin Senyang was indeed his own son and was included in the genealogy.

That is to say, Father Lin not only found Lin Sencheng a strong opponent for the family property, but also confirmed that he had cheated on other women during his marriage and had children. After the death of Lin Sencheng and Lin Mengxue’s mother, he could ask her to enter the house. . Lin Sencheng and Lin Mengxue have a courteous face, maintaining the appearance of a big family, but they have already harbored a grudge.

A few days ago, Father Lin was diagnosed with an incurable disease. Even the best medical treatment can only last for one or two years. Anyone with such a big family business in the Lin family can finally be divided and assigned to whom. , Lin Sencheng Lin Mengxue brothers and sisters can't get the big head. This is why Lin Sencheng will always want to make remarkable achievements while his father is alive, in order to get more initiative.

As for the mother of Mo, it is not that Lin Mengxue will not be able to share the sweetness of the Lin family in the future, but she is confident enough that her son can afford a wife, and the dowry is good, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't.

It's just that there was such an uproar, and Mo's mother was also a little self-blaming. She wanted to apologize to her son, but couldn't hold back her face. After thinking about it, she should send a message to try. Seeing that his son was tolerant and generous and didn't mean to blame himself, he called again.

Mo Yicheng is urging to take a bath and drink milk to sleep in accordance with the daily routine.

Mother Mo knew that the trouble had been caused, and her tone was flattering, and she no longer cried and quarreled with her grandson. The mother and son shifted the topic to the third younger brother who was studying abroad.

At this moment, Yuan Suo came out of the shower, drank milk obediently, and then crawled to bed.

Mo Yicheng was completely instinctive, and said with a hint of helplessness and petting: "Don't rinse your mouth, don't you want to go to the tooth? Rinse your mouth and sleep again.

Mo's mother's voice stopped abruptly, followed by a long silence, and finally lowered her voice, "Yi Cheng, someday bring it back for mom to see, or post a photo..."

"..." Mo Yicheng closed his eyes.

Mother Mo hurriedly said: "Tomorrow, tomorrow, mother will hang up first."

"..." The phone beeped, and the other party hung up.

Mo Yicheng: "..."

Yi Suo blinked her big eyes: "What does Mommy want to see?"

Mo Yicheng: "..."

Without getting the answer from Mo Yicheng, I was willing to rinse my mouth obediently, took the opportunity to check if there were any new messages under my cartoon on Weibo, and then climbed onto the bed in a bunny pajamas. Today's rabbit is pink, and Mo Yicheng came to see Yuansuo's unwashed pajamas later. He simply bought one for each color. The seven colors just changed 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 pack would be uncomfortable if the ice pack was too cold, so he bought a pack of cotton **** from the system store, soaked it first and then iced milk, and applied it to the eyelids. Within ten minutes of repeated operation, the eyelids only felt cool It's very comfortable, and it doesn't feel very ice. When you open it again, it becomes more comfortable.

"You are not allowed to cry casually in the future." Mo Yicheng said.

Yuan Suo gave a hum, although his mouth agreed, but he was afraid that he could not do it, so the voice was small.

Speaking of crying, Yuan Suo suddenly thought of something, and said happily to Mo Yicheng: "Yesterday I was in the car...crying, Perfei also gave me a pack of tissues."

"Oh?"

"Well, the little elves that can come into the game are pure souls. Perfei must have lost himself temporarily. He must have realized his mistakes now, so he must give him a chance to correct." Speaking loudly and powerfully, Mo Yicheng was quite surprised when he heard it. He always felt that Yuan Suo's brain was silly, and he even wondered if his 18-year-old interstellar was different from that on Earth. He didn't expect to hear it today. He said something that makes sense. However, Mo Yicheng did not capture another message. "Coming into the game" and "spirit" means that the presence of a soul meant that there was once an entity, and it existed in a certain corner of the world.

"Dudu."

"Ok?"

"you……"

"..."

"Forget it." Mo Yicheng felt that he was thinking too much, but the gas switch for boiling milk was always in his heart.

"Well... Mo Yicheng can ask Dudu if you have any questions, and if Dudu is within the range allowed by the system, he will answer truthfully."

Mo Yicheng smiled and said, "Eat breakfast first, the school bus is coming in a while."

"Ok!"

Mo Yicheng was afraid that Yuan Suo would be too innocent and would be hurt again, and he asked, "Should you not get too close to that Po Fei, you know?"

Willing to ropeway: "Okay."

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The relationship between Mo Yicheng and Lin Mengxue was completely suppressed, and the fans also avoided talking about it in a tacit understanding. Even if the other party’s water army public account posted various messages, everyone collectively ignored her and did not give her any interest. rub.

But having said that, with Mo Yicheng's current heat, Lin Mengxue is definitely not losing this wave.

I am at home on vacation, and I would like to ask for some of the previous paintings to be sorted out. The strip comic has been drawn to the fourth drawing. In the painting, Mo Yicheng has bought an oversized refrigerator for the most handsome elves in the world, and he also said that he can eat the ice cream inside...

Post the post, I would like to refresh the page every two minutes, a little nervously waiting for comments. Unfortunately, after twenty minutes, there was still no movement, not even a like.

Looking at the empty comment area, I wondered in frustration: Is this painting not vivid enough? Still the plot is too plain...holding the tablet and sitting on the sofa a little frustrated. He lowered his head slightly, and the sun shone on the ears that were white enough to see the blood vessels under the skin, and the brown hair was softly attached to the slender neck.

Forget it, don't care about your results so much. The most important thing is to draw your own mind. Painting is your dream. Now this is an unimaginable happiness before. I wish to convince myself that when I was about to exit the homepage interface, there was a comment on Weibo.

May Suo open with joy.

"Recruiting typists! Sitting in 100 homes daily #%&&……%"

It's a job advertisement.

I am a little disappointed, but I still reply seriously below: Sorry, I can't work temporarily. After thinking about it, I added: But I can ask.

Yuan Suo means 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, who can communicate with outsiders at a high level, even those who leave their mobile phones. They all have their own jobs and can support themselves to support their families.

Waiting for Suo Erzhi Zen to finish typing and replying to the small advertisement, there is another comment below. It was the previous trumpet that did not have a Weibo account. This number seemed to be reserved for him. This time I left a brief encouragement and said: I still want to eat less ice cream.

Suddenly, Yuan Suo felt--this person's tone seemed to Mo Yicheng. Shaking his head, what do you think, why would Mo Yicheng register a trumpet to become his fan! ? Probably not...

On the school bus.

Longbow has dark circles under her eyes.

I would like to log on to Weibo to have a look after holding the tablet and being poisoned for a while. If I have one more like, I will be happy for a long time. I will spend the rest of the time in my mind to conceive the next article.

"Longbow, depending on how you look, was it all night again yesterday?" Suyi asked Longbow, and before Longbow answered, he turned to Yuansuo, and said, "Little thing, don't you learn to indulge in the Internet from him!" Lifting his delicate chin, he pointed to the tablet computer in his arms.

Yuansuo shrank her neck embarrassedly and hugged the tablet tighter.

Longbow spoke lazily, "You are so embarrassed to say me, staying up late to read dramas and chase novels, the keyboard is broken and the daily income is five cents..."

"Shut up, you!!!" Suyi gritted her teeth, wishing to pinch Longbow's neck.

During the quarrel between the two, Yuan Suo learned that Suyi's "part-time job" was an Internet writer with a monthly income of 200 yuan, but he still moved forward courageously on this road because of his love. Longbow is a game anchor. It seems that if the game is won, there will be chickens to eat... I wish to think of the chicken that Mo Yicheng bought for himself last time, and 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 get some income through his own efforts. And Mo Yicheng’s birthday is approaching. Many fans on Weibo are already warming up. Everyone is discussing what gifts to give. He also wants to use the money he earned to give Mo Yicheng a gift.

Hearing Yuan Suo's words, both Long Bow and Su Yi were taken aback, and then said in unison: "You?"

I am willing to nod and recommend myself, "Yes, I am very capable, and I am not lazy. When I moved bricks before, the boss praised me for being serious!"

As soon as Yuan Suo's words fell, Suyi and Longbow were surprised again, or shocked, somewhat unbelievable. Will the players who wish to ask such a small thing to move bricks? Isn't Dudu's life not as good as everyone sees?

"Have you moved bricks?" Su Yi asked.

Yi Suo nodded and said: "Well, when I first met the player, I applied for it myself. I only moved once, and then the player would not allow me to go." He was a little frustrated.

Su Yi knew it, and let it rest. It must be that the player did not understand the rules of the game at that time, so he said: "In fact, most of the work in the game is suitable for the elves after the skin upgrade. If it is you, it will be more difficult to do. And you have no way to control gold coins independently, and you can't cash them out."

The gold coins earned by the wizard in the game will be automatically put into the wallet and are at the disposal of the player. But if it is money earned in the world outside the game, it can be freely used.

"Then what can I do in the real world?" Yuan Suo wants to make a freely-disposable money, so that he can quietly buy Mo Yicheng a birthday gift.

Longbow stretched his waist and moved his neck, "You, just wait for the players to feed, why do you still have to work if you can rely on selling cute to eat?"

Su Yi sneered at this, vomiting: "It's really a dog's nature."

Longbow wiped his nose with his hand, "Thanks for the praise."

Yuan Suo was so confused by two people, why did all 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, you say something to me, and the group leader will come out to maintain order and then assign tasks...

Yuan Suo didn't know that he had joined a mysterious organization called the "Professional Marine Army", and thought that he had found a part-time job like Long Bow Suyi, and could earn a small amount of money from his hard work. In order to be able to type faster and practice for an hour a day, the hand speed finally got a little faster.

Mo Yicheng has been invited to participate in a "jedi XX" online game star contest these days. The organizers use this to promote the game and increase the visibility of the video platform that has just launched live broadcasting. The video platform belongs to the Chen family. Soon after Chen Sheng took over the family business, many people's eyes were fixed on him.

"You only need to show your face, and there are professional players and anchors to show off skills." Chen Sheng is full of sincerity.

After trying to play for a few days, Mo Yicheng got started quickly. Although he couldn't compete with professional players, it was enough to connect to the live broadcast to mobilize the atmosphere.

Mo Yicheng quit the game and saw Yuan Suo in his phone, typing seriously in front of the computer.

"It's time to rest, it's too late." Mo Yicheng helped Yicheng warm up the milk and urged the little things to go to bed.

Yuan Suo rubbed the somewhat sour eyes that had been staring at the screen, and said goodnight to the recruiting boss and the people in the group, and shut down the computer when she went offline. The boss said that there will be "live" in two days. As long as he can make money by typing, it is really great... That is, the boss said he wants him to prepare a few more ZZ live broadcast numbers, and he doesn't know what to do.

Mo Yicheng feels that there is something wrong with Yuansuo recently. He spends most of his time watching movies and Weibo except for painting, but he typed in a document in the past two days, not writing, just following the book. I was typing there, my body was straight and serious, even the two ears on the hat of my pajamas looked serious.

Mo Yicheng asked twice, wishing Suoyaoyayaya could not say anything, and still looked nervous as if being bullied, and finally forced to ask the ending with Mo Yicheng's soft heart.

——

A few days later, the setting sun went down.

Longbow lay on the side of the wonton stall for a while, and his ears moved when he made a slight movement. After a few dozes, he greeted the players and returned to the game.

The activity changed back to human-shaped hands, changed clothes, turned on the computer, logged in to the game, and the live broadcast interface.

Today, his live broadcast platform has a large-scale event. He is the top ten game anchor on the ZZ live broadcast platform and was invited to participate.

As soon as Long Bow logged in, he found that his other platform number was also online. As his trumpet, most fans knew it. Longbow didn't care too much. He only asked him to borrow the platform number to watch the live broadcast before thinking about it.

Both the game developer and the platform attached great importance to this live broadcast, and many celebrities were also invited. The pre-publicity was very good. Therefore, in this official live broadcast room, anyone who can speak today needs to have certain permissions to prevent the navy from making trouble. I want to ask for it because I don’t have a high-level number and I want to interact with it.

As the only game anchor who did not broadcast live at the company today, Longbow was pulled to debug the equipment to test the network speed as soon as it went online, and the idea of ​​Wansuo was flashed in his mind. At the same time, the working lady who was preparing for the interactive session saw the idol trumpet online, and immediately became a little excited, thinking that the interactive session could be operated in the dark for a while.

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"Yicheng, I really want to thank you today. We have been competing with XX for the live broadcast of this mobile game for a long time. In the end, your name is easy to use. Once the investor has settled down, we will knock on..." Chen Sheng originally wanted to talk about it. On Mo Yicheng's head, when he thought that he was asking for something today, he immediately turned the conversation, "Knocked it on the head."

Mo Yicheng shook his head non-committal. Chen Jiao followed behind, holding Mo Yicheng's jacket and another mobile phone in his hand.

Chen Sheng glanced at Chen Jiao, and said to Mo Yicheng with a little surprise: "You changed your assistant? Where did the little fat guy go before?" There was no teasing or mockery in his tone, but pure curiosity.

Chen Jiao was taken aback for a moment, opening his mouth and making no sound.

Mo Yicheng squinted at Chen Sheng and said lightly: "No change."

"Huh?" Chen Sheng was startled, "I said little brother, you have changed..." Chen Sheng still couldn't believe his eyes.

Mo Yicheng said: "He is 3 years older than you. It is not appropriate to call a little brother. Let's call him Brother Chen."

Chen Sheng was shocked again! After a mental calculation, this little fat... is not a fat assistant who is 30 years old? But it looks like he just graduated from university!

Without waiting for Chen Sheng to speak, Chen Jiao quickly said in a humble and cramped manner: "Chen... it's fine for President Chen to call me Chen Jiao."

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Everything is ready for the live broadcast outside, just wait for the time to start on time.

Fans from various families have already entered the live broadcast room early, and the barrage blocked the host’s face. Among them, Mo Yicheng's fans are the most spectacular, and all kinds of love confession gifts are flying wildly...

Yuan Suo was sitting in front of the computer, wondering why the boss had to prepare the words for spraying people in advance? Didn't he come to type part-time? Why do you want to spray people?

"Take out your professionalism, don't persuade you!" A brother replied when willing to ask for consultation in the group.

Hmm...it's not advisable to be duped.

But where can I find a person?

May I have a chance.

Take out the tablet, log in to the chat software, and find the emoticons you have previously collected.

There are so many squirting words on it!

Wish Suo quickly wrote them down one by one, and then he was eager to try and wait for his first battle to become a navy...

Mo Yicheng had prepared dinner for Yuansuo before the start of the event, and the fruit called Chen Jiao to prepare and he used his mobile phone to transmit it in. The live broadcast is crowded with eyes, and it is not convenient to enter the game. Only texts are used to transmit the information, asking Yuan Suo not to stare at the screen all the time, and move appropriately.

Yuan Suo quickly replied to an emoticon in rabbit ear pajamas nodding wildly.

Mo Yicheng safely put the phone in his pocket.

At the beginning of the event, there were some naval forces in the message area. However, Chen Sheng had already prepared for it. Fork out and block IP, basically maintaining a very green and friendly situation.

Yuan Suo nervously typed the words on the emoji package, and her fingers were shaking when she clicked to send.

But goose...

Just when the navy soldiers in the group were being banned, I would like to pick up the small vest with a longbow, and float past the screen according to the "special language for sprayers" collected on the Internet...

These include:

Why are you silly and fufu! ! !

Which biscuit are you! ! !

Banana, you little apple!

You look like Picasso's abstract painting ╭(╯^╰)╮! ! !

You are a flying pig!

So angry...

After dozens of minutes.

Longbow and a group of anchors showed off their skills at the end, and everyone's emotions were thoroughly mobilized.

I would like to ask for a copy to wipe the sweat from my forehead with satisfaction.

Few sharp-eyed longbow fans have faintly noticed that something is wrong with their old and small accounts. The boss's trumpet has never been used by outsiders. Could it be that the account has been hacked?

The longbow that was "hacked" had no idea what happened.

Mo Yicheng didn't even know that the "spray" on the barrage that was very persistent and quickly squeezed out was his own elf.

It was finally Mo Yicheng's finale appearance.

"Ahhh, after waiting all night, Yi Cheng finally appeared!"

"Oh oh oh ~ Yi Cheng Yi Cheng"

"Finally you are here--"

"Rivals, brush up your heart!!!"

Mo Yicheng greeted everyone, and simply operated the game in a barrage of carnival. Naturally, Mo Yicheng's skills cannot be compared with professional ones, but fans are not looking at idols to show off their skills. Just a slight frown when operating the game has already been fascinated by a large piece of screenshots taken to lick the screen.

Yuan Suo was still focused on "spraying", but the speed of typing was too slow, and he had to type according to the emoji, and it took a long time to send out one.

Just when he finished typing "I don't like your little biscuit, please soak it in milk!" When he was about to send it out, he raised his head and faced Mo Yicheng on the screen!

Yuan Suo's hand suddenly froze, his mouth opened wide, and he stammered, "Mo...Mo...Mo Yicheng."

Mo Yicheng said before that he would work late today, and he would participate in a live broadcast event, but he did not expect it to be this live broadcast!

When Mo Yicheng played the game, his expression was serious and serious, his eyes were different from usual, and his temperament was so cold that people couldn't help holding their breath.

I wish Suo had both hands hanging on the keyboard, and it took a long time to recover.

That, Mo Yicheng is not allowed to work by himself... If it is found... I am willing to delete the words I typed one by one with a guilty conscience, but I can’t move my eyes away and stare at Mo Yicheng on the screen... Mo Yi Cheng is really good-looking...

Mo Yicheng's session was quickly over. The host excitedly asked Mo Yicheng to sign the doll on the spot, and then gave it to the lucky fans.

As soon as Mo Yicheng left, the number of viewers dropped, but the effect the organizer wanted had been achieved, and at the end it was just a few anchors interacting with the fans on the scene to attract some popularity.

"Now, we will randomly select fans who have reached the standard from the online fans to join the wheat. Fans who get the chance to connect can get game equipment and gift packages!" The host introduced the final interactive session.

I wish to see Mo Yicheng leave, and he was a little bolder again.

Someone in the navy group sent a message.

"If I can even make Mai Laozi absolutely spray him upside down."

"It's impossible. Even Mai's people are pre-determined on this occasion, and they are basically insiders."

"I'm not sure, there is no wonder in the world. Didn't you look at the rookie who arrived yesterday, did you actually hang up the number of'Grand Duke' today?"

"Fuck, so awesome?"

The rookie Yuan Suo was so frightened at this moment, he froze in his chair. I don't know why, he was "randomly" drawn by the staff and carried Mai!

There are two other people ahead of him. One has opened a Mai to confess his love for Big, and then he wants a big autograph and a game account to add friends to each other.

Yuan Suo softened her hands, turned on the tablet, and quickly sent a message to the boss, asking herself what should I do if I got caught. T﹏T

The "boss" was already ready to call for work, and when he saw the message of wishing to ask, his heart surged, and it seemed that his gang was about to become famous after spraying the circle!

"What else do you want, do according to what you usually teach you, you don't need to spray the game, you must focus on spraying the platform to spray the anchor, spraying the platform is too bad!"

Yuan Suo was confused. In fact, he was temporarily recruited without "training" at all, and he didn't know the specific difference between the spray platform, the spray anchor, and the spray game, but he couldn't help but hesitate at this moment. , Because he has already arrived, he even spoke.

"Excuse me, this netizen named [Wang Xing Lai Ke], which anchor do you want to say or have any wishes!" After the host had finished speaking, someone immediately reacted below, this is the trumpet of Longbow Longbow also noticed, quite surprised, but I hope that little thing should say something to cheer for himself!

"This netizen, if you still don't speak, you can only regretfully remove you from the sequence!" Seeing that there was no sound at the side, the host reminded and started to signal the staff to move next.

"That..." At the moment when Lianmai was cancelled, [Wang Xinglai Ke] made a voice.

"Wait!" The host stopped cancelling Lianmai, and said with a smile: "Wang Xinglai guest, please start talking. We can hear your voice here."

Yuan Suo's nervous brain sitting in front of the computer was completely blank, and the palms of the two hands he was holding had become greasy.

"I...I..." Now that Mo Yicheng has left, he shouldn't be found out. I wish to carry a small fluke.

"Don't be nervous, this fan." The host said kindly.

I wish to think that I was working, clenched my fists to cheer myself up, and then summoned the courage to say to the microphone hole of the laptop: "You, which cookie are you!"

host:"……"

longbow:"……"

Everyone: "..."

Mo Yicheng also finished talking with Chen Sheng and was about to leave when he heard a familiar voice, soft and waxy, like strawberry-flavored cotton candy.

coincidence? Mo Yicheng's first reaction, how could the voice of Yuansuo appear on the live broadcast platform? Maybe just the same voice?

At this moment, the host wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Uh... this fan, you are... nervous."

I was willing to wipe the sweat from my forehead, and said: "I, I...I'm quite nervous, I'm going to start spraying people, tremble! Which little biscuit are you and you, the platform is too bad, eh... ... so angry that you can eat your hands..." Yuan Suo's voice is soft, with the childishness of a teenager, coupled with the "swearing" on the emoji package and some tone particles, it is so cute that it is soft ~

The host was surprised, and didn't stop it in time, letting the other side want to read the emoji.

The barrage below has been brushed and flew, almost as if Mo Yicheng appeared before.

"Giant cute!"

"Ah ah ah ah this is someone's little cute, nobody wanted me contracted !!!"

"My family! Don't grab it!"

"Ahhhhh, climb along the network cable and carry it home in your bag!"

The longbow who knew the truth behind the trumpet had already dropped his chin. The desire to survive asked him to clarify to the people around him immediately that this trumpet has not been used for a long time. This is definitely a conspiracy to hack!

In the navy group, there was more of a dumbfounded look, and the group asked, "Which little cookie is this?"

Mo Yicheng entered the lounge for the first time and asked Chen Jiao 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 wish to watch a movie with a tablet, or concentrate on painting, and the person who is crazy about the cute emoji in front of the national audience... his hand shakes , The whole person froze. Because what he saw was logging in to ZZ, facing the screen, his cheeks were flushed from tension, holding a crumpled note in his hand, intermittently reading the wish of the emoji...

Mo Yicheng gritted his teeth.

The staff is already ready to hang up the link, but the following comments fly by frantically, strongly requesting this little cutie to continue performing, and some even suspect that this is a hidden easter egg of the organizer. Chen Sheng found that the direction seemed good? So with a big wave of the hand, people were asked to suspend the pinch...

Yuan Suozheng was fully focused, completely unaware of Mo Yicheng behind him.

"Dudu."

Passing the words coldly to his ears, he wished to stiffen and almost fell off the stool.

Mo, Mo, Mo Yicheng?