I sent a group confession text message, and my aunt cried that she sent it too late?

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the mission, Su Yang deliberately replaced Zhou Siyu's name with"goddess" in the title.

He was afraid that the news would leak out and the mission would fail.

And this explosive title also successfully silenced everyone in the live broadcast room.

Especially those who just clamored that Su Yang could not come up with new things.

Now they have become mute.

Isn't it because of the lack of inspiration?

Isn't it because of the bottleneck of creation?

What is this now? Do you want to see what they just said.

The whole thing is already against the sky.

What's more terrifying to them is that Su Yang can drive the emotions of netizens with just a casual word.

Let everyone in the live broadcast room follow him to interact actively.

Even malicious water army or small black fans can be led by him.

What does this mean?

This means that as long as Su Yang wants, his live broadcast room can always remain active.

The platform's traffic distribution depends on whether your live broadcast room is active and whether the barrage volume is high. Look

, after Su Yang did this, there were only 100,000 people when the broadcast started, and now it has exceeded 1 million.

This alone is an existence that many anchors cannot achieve.

Not to mention that Su Yang is so good at making things happen.

Just this title, even they want to applaud.

They can't criticize it, they can't criticize it at all.

At this time, the live broadcast room, the barrage of comments was boiling again after a short silence.

"Oh my god, help!!! This title is killing me"

"Hahahaha, this is so bad, I'm already trembling with fear"

"Just by looking at this title, my toes have already dug out a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment"

"My friend, please don't be too outrageous. Anyone would think that singing love songs with roses in hand is a confession of love, but you are doing it to sell roses. Is that what a human being would do?"

"I just want to ask you how you can say it?"

"This job shocked the haters, didn't it? They were silent?"

"Anchor: It doesn’t matter, I will do it"

"Heizi: It doesn't matter, I will go to the funeral"

"Goddess: It doesn't matter, I will punch you."

When a netizen said this in the barrage, their focus shifted again.

"Wait, who is the goddess?"

"Is this the person the anchor has a crush on? What about the aunt?"

"Am I going to be broken up? No!"

"Don’t panic, is there a possibility that the goddess is your aunt?"

"Damn, if it's my aunt, Jiang Nian will be on camera again"

"It would be fun if it was my aunt. When I thought of the anchor singing a love song and giving my aunt a rose, and when my aunt was so moved, she said,"Ten yuan for a rose", ah ah ah ah, help!! I'll explode first to show my respect"

"Woo, why do you treat my goddess like this? Don’t (hurry) love (a little) and don’t (hurt) me (want) to hurt (see)"

"I don’t think it’s my aunt. Everyone knows that my aunt will watch the live broadcast. If she knew, she would run away, right?"

"Damn, young people's brains are really useful. What you said really makes sense."

"What? My auntie watches live broadcasts? If I watch the same live broadcast as her, then she is watching with me."

"What makes you so restrained in your dreams? Be brave, you are together."

"There is a difference between wishful thinking and delusion."

"......"

The comments were so annoying.

Jiang Niannian was staring at the screen blankly.

"Is it me?"

"Oh, that's really embarrassing."

Jiang Niannian was fanciful and thought about it.

But after thinking about it, her face became serious,"This beast is impossible."

Just by the fact that he wanted to be her love rival, it can be seen that his straight male attribute can't even be suppressed by the coffin lid.

"But——"

"What if?"

Jiang Niannian was confused again.

She rested her chin on her hand and began to imagine....

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and he was standing downstairs of the company.

A beam of light hit his angular face.

At this moment, his eyebrows were full of affection, and the corners of his mouth were smiling. People were coming and going around him

, but his eyes were always looking forward affectionately and firmly.

At this time, a large speaker was dragged out from somewhere.....

""Shit!" What if he was holding a bunch of red roses that looked so tacky and singing"Mouse Loves Rice"?

Just thinking about it, a chill ran from the soles of her feet to her forehead.

Jiang Niannian clenched her fists tightly.

It's okay to play awkwardly in private.

If you do it in public, don't blame her for a one-handed throat lock and crotch kick.

Besides, Su Yang's duck voice.

Others are out of tune, but he is not on tune.

Let's torture others.

Jiang Niannian completely gave up this daydream.

This stupid nephew, temporarily cut off the friendship for a long time.

But Feng Ran on the other side was also caught off guard by the content of Su Yang's live broadcast.

She also suspected that it was her own Although she has a better impression of Su Yang than the average man, she has not yet confessed her feelings.

And what kind of confession is this?

Showing up is very social.

She dare not think about what will be spread in the company if Su Yang makes such a fuss.

Feng Ran tried to convince herself that she was being self-indulgent.

But when she saw where Su Yang was going, she suddenly became nervous.

Isn't this the location of her company?

If she had known, she should not have told him the address yesterday.

What should I do now?

Nothing to do!

Feng Ran made up her mind that even if Su Yang sang his throat out downstairs, she would not go down.

That's it!......

At the same time, with the help of the store clerk, Su Yang moved the roses and the speakers to the downstairs of Zhou Siyu's company.

"Handsome guy, not bad."

"I wish you a successful confession."

After helping, the clerk happily blessed Su Yang.

""Haha, thank you."

Although he was thanking them, Su Yang felt more bitter in his heart.

Because it was just past twelve o'clock, it was time to get off work.

The handsome men and beautiful women in the office building came out to look for food, and it was a crowded time.

The shock of more than a thousand roses at this time was no less than that of someone running naked.

He had only stood here for less than five minutes, and several people had stopped for him.

Su Yang was embarrassed, and the people who stopped obviously did not realize the seriousness of the problem, and were happy to watch the fun.

But no matter how embarrassing it was, what had to be done had to be done.

Su Yang dragged his speakers and made a brilliant appearance.

Seeing this scene, the netizens in the live broadcast room burst into laughter

"He is coming, he is coming, he is coming with his speakers"

"There should be BGM here"

"I can do this, dong~dongdong~~ I can't sing songs, learn how to sing songs~ You do the same as my brother~~"

"Damn, hard control is here, my JNA...ENA...DNA starts moving"

"Should I carry something at this time?"

"Of course, carrying things is the soul. If you don't have anything to carry, you can come and help me carry cement."

"Stop the music! I'm in the bathroom."

"You are a bunch of idiots, the music you imagined can make you so high, turn up the volume, you can't hear the rest!!!"

"Director of the psychiatric hospital: This medicine cannot be stopped!"

"Uh - I just want to ask, to join you, do I need to submit a resume or medical records?"

"Hahahaha, I laughed my ass off"

"......"