Lu Yin silly waist

Chapter 509 Live Streaming

As night fell in Paris, Dong Xiaopeng squatted outside the villa area.

There are many Parisian fans around, about 30 to [-] people.

Dong Xiaopeng was squatting on the side of the road with a sandwich in his mouth. He had been waiting for about 4 hours, but Yi Le didn't seem to come back yet.

During the period, I saw several groups of tourists. This villa area became famous because of the residence of Yi Le, Mbappe and Neymar, and became a tourist attraction.

Of course, they can only visit the outside of the community, and the security guards at the gate will not allow them to enter.

Dong Xiaopeng looked down at the time. At around 5 o'clock, he quickly swallowed the sandwich, chewed it a few times, gulped down his saliva, wiped the corners of his mouth, and took out his mobile phone to prepare for the live broadcast.

The equipment is very simple, a mobile phone is placed on a selfie stick, and there are three charging treasures in the backpack.

He turned on the light, and under the dim light, his face was covered with sweat, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"I'm coming!"

"Where's Yi Le?"

"Old Dong, can you really see Yi Le?"

"Don't lie to us! If you lie to us, you will cancel!"

Looking at the barrage, Old Dong smiled and said, "I'm at the gate of Yi Le's villa area. When Yi Le comes back, we can see him."

"Block the door? Isn't this the same routine as other anchors?"

"That's right, it doesn't work. President Pi did this last time. He couldn't let Yi Le get out of the car after being stuck in traffic for three days!"

Old Dong blinked and said, "Shanren has his own tricks!"

"Old Dong won't touch Ci'er, will he? Such a rascal?!"

"Tear!! I see a bit of drama!"

"Nonsense, if Old Dong does this, the only people who will greet him will be the police. Old Dong, calm down, don't do that!"

Old Dong couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry; "What's the matter! Didn't I say that Yi Le and I are childhood friends, even though we haven't contacted for many years, he should remember me, right?"

The last sentence he said was very guilty.

But the barrage exploded.

"Really?"

"Really young? No, what does Yi Le, an athlete, have to do with you, a media student?"

"That's right! And Yi Le went abroad to train in La Masia's youth training very early!"

"Old Dong, don't brag!"

Old Dong said speechlessly, "Our family used to be opposite. I was at the same table with Yi Le's small class, big class, and primary school. We played together and played football together when we were young. At that time, I even passed through Yi Le's block!"

"Remember, anchor 2333333, that is the pinnacle of your life!"

"De Bruyne: I want to wear it too!"

"Isn't it a big draft to brag?"

"Old Dong dares to say that, I think it's very funny!"

"But now ten years have passed, can Yi Le remember you?"

Old Dong hesitated and said: "You should remember it!"

While communicating with the fans in the live broadcast room, Lao Dong observed the situation on the road and looked down at the time from time to time.

Time passed little by little, until around 18:[-], a supercar rumbled.

At the end of the road, the lights flashed, and a cool Lamborghini sports car slowed down slowly.

Seeing this car, the surrounding Paris fans immediately cheered and surrounded it.

Old Dong also pounced on the first time, no matter what the three seven twenty-one, he squeezed forward.

"Come on, old Dong! Squeeze in! Let's watch Yi Le!"

"Come on! Old Dong!"

"come on! Come on!"

Old Dong pushed forward desperately, he felt that he was going to be squeezed into a meat paste by the five big and three thick French men, but he still didn't give up.

Relying on his dexterous body, he finally sneaked into the front row, stuck it directly to the driver's glass, and shouted, "Yi Le, it's me! I'm Xiaopeng!"

Inside the car, Neymar looked at Dong Xiaopeng, then turned to the co-pilot and asked, "Do you know him?"

Yi Le took a look, froze for a moment, and then acted like he was in deep thought.

Neymar immediately thought that Yi Le didn't know him, and waited for the security to drive everyone away.

Dong Xiaopeng was very anxious. He kept yelling, but there was no movement in the car.

He was a little frustrated, and Yi Le really didn't remember himself.

But he still didn't give up, after all, it would be embarrassing to leave like this.

Finally, the security guards stepped forward to isolate the crowd, and Dong Xiaopeng was also dispersed. He could only watch helplessly as the sports car entered the villa area and drove away.

Dong Xiaopeng stood there blankly, feeling a little frustrated.

But the fans in the barrage don't care about this.

"Liar!"

"What's wrong with you! It's fake!"

"The host is lying!"

"Cancelled! Canceled!"

Dong Xiaopeng didn't dare to look at the barrage, his face turned pale, he felt that this time it was really over.

He stood there sluggishly

Watching those Parisian fans drifting away without any thought of moving, my mind went blank.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt a tap on his shoulder.

He turned his head dully and saw a smiling face.

Dong Xiaopeng blinked, then rubbed it again, a little in disbelief.

And the barrage exploded directly.

"Fuck! Yi Le!!"

"Really? Is it really Fa Xiao?!"

"Kowtow to admit my mistake, the anchor is sorry!"

"Damn it, it's the first time I've seen Yi Le up close!"

Dong Xiaopeng didn't expect Yi Le to turn back, he stared at Yi Le in astonishment, and it took him a long time to react.

He said in surprise: "Yi Le, hello, I am"

"Second child?"

Dong Xiaopeng burst into tears: ""

Yi Le didn't recognize him at first, but after returning home, he thought hard for a while before recalling his childhood playmate.

Dong Xiaopeng was nicknamed "Erwazi". The two often played football together when they were young, but they moved away because of their parents' work relationship.

At that time, Yi Le was still sad for a long time.

It's just that he didn't expect the two to meet when they came back here.

Yi Le welcomed Dong Xiaopeng's arrival and invited him to be a guest.

Dong Xiaopeng was very excited, nodded repeatedly and followed Yi Le into the community.

After arriving at Yi Le's villa, Dong Xiaopeng seemed very restrained. Although the two were young, they hadn't contacted for a long time, and their relationship was always a little distant.

When looking at Mbappé, Dong Xiaopeng even wanted to get his autograph, but he felt a little weird.

I am a friend of Yi Le, if I ask Mbappé for an autograph, will it embarrass Yi Le?

But when he was struggling, the traffic in the live broadcast room was increasing crazily.

"I heard that you can watch Yi Le here, is it true?!"

"Where's Yi Le? Where's Yi Le? Where?!"

"What's the angle of the live broadcast? Looking at the wall? Looking at the equipment? Is this a gym?"

"Damn it! It really seems to be Yi Le's house. In CCTV's follow-up interviews, the filming of Yi Le's villa is very similar to this place!"

"Yi Le's house, the first floor is the gym! Whether it's London or Paris, it's the same structure!"

"Anchor! Anchor! Quickly adjust the angle!"

"Where's the host?"

Dong Xiaopeng was still in a daze, and almost forgot about the live broadcast.

And Mbappe curiously picked up the selfie stick and said, "What is this filming?"

The face of Mbappe appeared in the live broadcast room, and the fans were immediately excited.

"Mbappe!!!——"

"AH!!!!!! Donatello!!!"

"It's really Mbappe, I'll go, is it really Yi Le's villa?"

"Where's Neymar? Where's Neymar?"

Mbappe looked at the barrage, but he couldn't understand it either.

Dong Xiaopeng on the side quickly explained that after Yi Le translated, Mbappe became more interested.

"Live broadcast? Hey! Hello everyone, I'm Mbappe!"

Watching Mbappe say hello, the fans became even more excited.

"Hello, Donatello!"

"Donatello, hello!"

"Turtle! Turtle!"

"so cute!"

"Upstairs, Mbappe is cute? What about your aesthetics?"

For Dong Xiaopeng's live broadcast, Yi Le didn't intend to organize it. On the contrary, he led Mbappe to make Dong Xiaopeng popular.

The number of online viewers has also surged, attracting a large number of fans and viewers.

The topic of Yile live broadcast was so explosive that it instantly put Dong Xiaopeng at the top of the list and attracted a lot of traffic and attention.

In fact, these are very simple for Yi Le, all he needs to do is show his face and chat briefly.

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