I'm really not a funny host

Chapter 52

"Xiaotian, this is talent, this is the gap."

Han Yufei had never seen Xia Xiaotian depressed before, but today's blow really made her feel very depressed. Taking this opportunity, Han Yufei gave Xia Xiaotian a little blow.

"Humph!"

Xia Xiaotian looked at Lin Ye with malicious intentions. Her Sherlock Holmes eyes seemed to want to see through Lin Ye's heart. She didn't believe that a guy like Lin Ye who graduated from technical secondary school could have such talent. , he must have broadcast some shady things live.

Xiong Yan looked at Lin Ye's data, and he asked without giving up: "Anchor Lin, have you really made up your mind? Don't sign?"

Lin Ye nodded firmly, and he politely rejected Xiong Yan, "I have no intention of signing a contract at the moment, I'm very sorry."

Xiong Yan knew that with Lin Ye's talent, even if he wasn't on Dashen's live broadcast, he could still succeed. Since Lin Ye didn't want to sign, Xiong Yan couldn't force others to do so. He silently put away the computer and said goodbye: "Since Anchor Lin doesn't want to sign for the time being, so I'll wait for you, first agree, I can't sign with other housing managers, or I'm sorry for my air ticket."

Lin Ye nodded and assured, "Don't worry, if you want to sign, I must contact you, Brother Xiong."

Xiong Yan felt much better after hearing this, he left Lin Ye's number and left.

After sending Xiong Yan away, Xia Xiaotian was sitting on the sofa with an apple in her hand. She really couldn't figure it out, so she turned her head and asked, "Scumbag, why didn't you sign? That's an A-level contract! Countless anchors Dream contract!"

Lin Ye put his hands in his pockets, snorted with a smile, and said, "The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan."

Xia Xiaotian didn't understand, she frowned and said, "What do you mean! Don't show off your technical school culture."

Han Yufei explained in a simple way: "He means that you don't understand his ideals and ambitions."

After Xia Xiaotian listened to Han Yufei's popular explanation, she pointed at herself and asked, "He said I am a rock bird? He himself is a swan?"

Han Yufei smiled and nodded, "Good night." After finishing speaking, she went back to her room.

After Lin Ye returned to the room, the door was knocked again.

"You scumbag, get out of here!"

"I'm a rock bird? Are you a swan? I'll spray you to death with a mouthful of water!"

"Open the door! If you don't open the door, I'm going to hit the door!"

Xia Xiaotian's yelling disappeared quickly. Her temper came and went quickly.

Turning on the light, Lin Ye waved his hand, and a can of Coke in the small refrigerator flew towards him.

With the use of mind power, it becomes more and more arbitrary.

Lin Ye was sitting on a computer chair, holding a can of Coke in his hand, and pressed the power button with all his might.

After the computer starts, the time in the lower right corner is 11:35, and there are still 12 minutes until 25:[-].

Nianli manipulated the mouse to open the website, and he browsed the entertainment news.

"Ling Fei, the queen of the Dragon Dynasty music scene, has released a new album! It sold 24 million records in 5000 hours."

"Liu Jianfeng, the king of the music scene, meets his lover at night! The paparazzi are desperate to take pictures!"

"Longchao Huadan's Poetry won the Golden Rooster Award again!"

"Hongchao Entertainment spends a lot of money to sign the popular little fresh meat! Wu Jun and Chen Fan form the shining boy group."

……

With the crackling sound of the keyboard, Lin Ye searched for some song names, creative characters, and literary gods.But the display results are all empty, or 404.
Lin Ye gave up the idea of ​​continuing to search, he muttered to himself: "The parallel world does not have the songs and characters of the earth. Now I can pretend to be B without any scruples."

When I logged into Penguin on my computer, the overwhelming news made my high-end computer freeze for three seconds.

999+ news not only includes groups but also friends.

Lin Ye has been using the Penguin account for many years, and has been using it since he was in junior high school.

Click on the junior high school group, there are all kinds of hot chicken advertisements, various links, such as unlimited penguin coins, unlimited blue diamonds, and even gray advertisements such as asking for a child with a lot of money.

Most of the students in the crowd are either online by mobile phone or computer, but the group is very quiet, no one chats at all, and the group administrators are too lazy to care about the overwhelming advertisements.

Lin Ye has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. As the administrator of a junior high school classmate group, he directly excluded all those he didn't know and advertised, and set up verification questions to join the group.

"Catch a humanoid alive!"

Someone in the group sent a message.

"There is actually a caretaker cleaning up the trash."

Immediately the group became active.

Lin Ye didn't bother to talk to these diving parties. They just wanted to be fresh and bubbling for a while. If they couldn't chat for three words, their avatars would disappear, and then brighten up again after a while, but they just wouldn't reply to your messages.

Penguin friends, there is no future in this life. Last year today, I sent ten messages, "Lin Ye, are you dead?" Are you really dead? Amitabha!", "Is he dead or not? Say something!"...

Lin Ye typed a line to reply: "Qin Buhui, you want to rebel!"

"Drip drip!"

There is no future in this life: "Fuck! Lao Lin, are you resurrected?"

Lin Ye typed two words: "Get out."

There is no future life to reply: "Ma Dan, you sent me a message a year ago, and you will reply to me a year later. You are not going to be a duck in the sea, are you? How is the business? Is there any shortage of people? I am not clingy. people!"

"As for your earthworms, even the ugly ducklings won't eat them." Lin Ye, with black lines all over his head, was his good friend in the next class in junior high school, Qin Buhui, who looked like Pan An. .

"Damn it! You are very offensive!" As soon as the news came, the video request came immediately.

Lin Ye clicked to accept.

In the video, a fairly handsome young man with a bearded face is holding a bucket of instant noodles.

"Fuck! Are you Lin Ye?"

Obviously, Qin Buhui never expected that the handsome guy in this picture is his junior high school buddy!

"Nimma! Are you Qin Buhui?"

Lin Ye also looked shocked. No matter how bad his impression was, Qin Buhui looked like Pan An, but who was this greasy uncle in the picture?

Did this guy secretly go to Bangzi Country for plastic surgery?
The atmosphere was a little depressing.

Qin Buhui put down Master Chef's instant noodles, wiped his mouth with his hand, and burst into tears, "I'm a mother, I haven't seen you for several years, you are getting more and more handsome, and I am getting more and more beautiful." Ugly, and let people live."

"Stop doing this, how have you been these past few years?" Lin Ye looked at Qin Buhui's current appearance, and he didn't dare to recognize it. This is Pan An, who looks like a junior high school student?
"What else can I do? It's good to be alive." Qin Buhui lit a cigarette, and his eyes suddenly became vicissitudes of life.

"Are you married?" Lin Ye asked after taking a sip of Coke.

"Hairy! I can't even afford a girlfriend, and I've been thinking about going out and working hard for a few years these two days." Qin Buhui exhaled a puff of smoke rings, his tone somewhat helpless.

"This is my phone number and address. If you come to Shanghai City, call me." Lin Ye was not pretentious, and directly gave the other party his contact number and address.

"Okay, then I'm not being hypocritical, I'll book the ticket tomorrow." Qin Buhui stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, changing his decadent and vicissitudes of life.

"Okay, then I'll download it first." Lin Ye turned off the video with a wave of his hand, and came to the window with a Coke in his hand.

"Meow."

Fei Bai jumped up to the window sill, looked up at the bright moon, and said sadly, "I miss home."

"Oh." Lin Ye sighed, and he also looked at Mingyue, "I'm homesick too."

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