Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Because of Zhao Qichen's incident, the atmosphere in the base was once depressed.

In order not to affect tomorrow's training, Lin Qiuran calmed everyone's emotions with a smile.

"It's okay. It may be that the pressure has been too much recently. I will have a chat with him tomorrow. You should rest quickly after training."

Then everyone went upstairs hesitantly.

Lin Qiuran sighed, feeling uncomfortable.

So much so that when she packed up and lay on the bed, her heart was full of self-doubt.

She felt that it was a bit chilling to reject Zhao Qichen's public idea without giving a good reason last time.

Think about it in another way, if you are the one who is rejected, you will definitely not be in a good mood all the time.

With such thoughts in mind, Lin Qiuran didn't fall asleep until the early hours of the morning.

the next day.

Since the heavy snow a week ago, Linjiang has been in a state of continuous cooling.

For the first time, today ushered in a sunny day.

Although the temperature is very low, after nearly a week of cloudy and snowy days, the current sunny days are really precious.

Lin Qiuran allowed everyone to rest for one and a half days and go out for activities.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mahou pulled several people and ran out together, clamoring for Xiaopang to treat him.

"Don't forget the ten meals you owed me before, I only ate once."

Xiaopang knew that Lin Qiuran gave them a vacation to let them not worry about what happened yesterday, so he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"go!"

When he was leaving, Xiaopang also grabbed the taro.

In this way, only Wen Zhouxing, Zhao Qichen and Lin Qiuran were left in the base.

Zhao Qichen returned to the training room after breakfast, turned on the live broadcast and ranked quietly by himself without speaking.

After finally having a holiday, Wen Zhouxing naturally didn't want to waste time in the training room with Zhao Qichen's angry stuffy gourd, so he tried every means to create a chance for himself and Lin Qiuran to be alone.

"Beauty, I have finished reading the book you asked me to read last time. Do you have time now? I have a few questions I want to ask you."

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Lin Qiuran's face.

"Forget it today, you let me rest for half a day."

Lin Qiuran directly mentioned the reason why she also wanted to be lazy.

In this way, Wenzhouxing has no reason to continue to cling to Lin Qiuran.

Although it was just an excuse, what Lin Qiuran said could not be refuted.

As the manager of SOD, no matter what happens to any member, the busiest one is the manager.

Wen Zhouxing heard Lin Qiuran's tone very resolutely, shrugged his shoulders, and felt embarrassed to continue to disturb.

Lin Qiuran breathed out, put on a big black padded jacket and walked out of the base.

Although there is heating in the base, it is thousands of times warmer than the yard, but the smell of sunshine is always fresh.

Lin Qiuran sat on a chair in the courtyard and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

Knowing that Zhao Qichen was live broadcasting, Lin Qiuran clicked on the "God of War Live" app and entered Zhao Qichen's live broadcast room.

It was no surprise that there were many comments on the barrage that scolded Zhao Qichen for being rude and disrespecting fans.

Lin Qiuran looked at it, and turned back angrily.

"How do you know he's rude? Do you know him well?"

The white words floated across the screen, immediately attracting the attention of many people.

When everyone saw that the person who posted this barrage was actually just a third-level trumpet, they all stepped forward and started dissing.

"The lower limit of IQ has been shown since the third level?"

"The tone of his voice makes him think he's some big boss."

"We don't know each other well, but you know him very well?"

Lin Qiuran's typing hands trembled with anger.

I finally know why there are so many irascible old men on the Internet.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Opening her eyes again, she had already clicked on the recharge page.

Immediately afterwards, such a scrolling reminder appeared in the middle of all the live broadcast rooms of God of War liv.

"User 'lqr' sent out ten rockets in the live broadcast room of 'SOD, sunshine', hurry up and watch~"

"User 'lqr' sent out ten buildings in the live broadcast room of 'SOD, sunshine', hurry up and watch~"

"..."

With five or six reminders in succession, the number of people in Zhao Qichen's live broadcast room increased dramatically in an instant.

"Isn't this the one who was on the hot search yesterday?
"With so many presents, are you going to make the host cry this time?"

The people who don't know why are eating melons are discussing with relish.

Only a fan guarding Zhao Qichen's live broadcast room knew that this person named "user lqr" was the third-level trumpet who was ridiculed just now.

[Look quickly, am I still level three now? 】

【sunshine, don't laugh】

Two red barrages flew across the public screen in the live broadcast room.

The person who was still arguing directly took back all the previous words.

"Is this a trumpet?"

"Don't laugh, the one who spent money to buy laughter yesterday, come out and get beaten!"

"Trumpets are so rich, how can we feel that those of us who don't have a rocket to recharge?"

"Slip away~886"

Lin Qiuran watched everyone's reaction and nodded in satisfaction.

She was even looking forward to Zhao Qichen's expression when he knew the truth.

Grinning silently, Lin Qiuran turned off her phone and concentrated on leaning on a chair in the courtyard to bask in the sun.

It was almost lunch time, and the first time Xiaopang and the others came back from the outside, they rushed to Lin Qiuran in front of him.

Originally, Lin Qiuran thought that her behavior would not be exposed, because no one knew that her small account would be her own initials. Even if she knew it was her initials, there was no evidence to prove that this account was her own. of.

The fact was beyond her expectation.

"Sister Ran Ran, did you know that Brother Chen received a super luxurious gift from a rich man during the live broadcast this morning?"

Nonsense, that local tyrant is herself.

But even if she knew, she had to pretend she didn't know.

"Really, who is it?"

Xiaopang's eyes flickered, and he looked at Lin Qiuran exploring.

"Sister Ran Ran, don't you really know? That person's nickname is 'user lqr', but he has the same initials as you..."

After Xiaopang finished speaking, Old Wolf added:
"I remember I looked at your phone, Miss Ran Ran, isn't this your account?"

Xiaopang raised his head unexpectedly.

"No way, is it really your sister Ran Ran?"

Xiaopang's tone was full of surprise and curiosity.

Lin Qiuran knew that the fire could no longer be covered with paper, and her heart skipped a beat.

"It's me, it's me, what's wrong?"

"No, no, it's just that Sister Ran Ran, why are you giving so many gifts? Brother Chen is at a loss if the platform has a share. You can just transfer the money to him."

The old wolf also echoed.

"I don't know if you know that there is a kind of animal. It has a kind of nature. As long as it is his territory, he will piss to show everyone that this is my territory. Idlers should not enter."

Lin Qiuran's words were endless, and everyone touched their heads dully.

"Because they are swearing their sovereignty, and it's the same for me to swipe gifts."