Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

"Okay, okay, it's vg-one~"

Just as Xiaopang was about to establish a more heroic image for Wen Qiao, the door of the conference room that was originally closed behind him suddenly opened from the inside.

Song Luyan had a condensed face, and he was extremely fast, as if there was wind under his feet, and he flashed past Xiaopang's live broadcast room at an extremely fast speed.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the number of comments in the live broadcast room began to increase, leaving Xiaopang stunned.

"Ahhhhhh it's God A!"

"Why is God A so handsome when he runs?"

"I directly said: Hi, hubby!"

Seeing that the fans were getting more and more crooked, Xiaopang was about to leave the stage in person to control the comments, when a very angry and laughing female voice came into their ears with great penetrating power.

"Song Luyan! It's just a needle stick, why are you running away!"

Song Luyan, who had one foot on the steps, frowned and turned his head obviously reluctantly. He looked at Bai Nuannuan with some awkwardness: "My hand is fine."

Bai Nuannuan glared at him with her hands on her hips: "Are you a doctor?!"

With the fierce momentum, Song Luyan's momentum weakened by two points, and his eyes drifted: "This is my own hand, I can take responsibility."

Slowly, Bai Nuannuan smiled and stretched out three green fingers towards him: "I'll give you three seconds, three--"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Luyan stepped on the steps, then stepped back down again with an expressionless face, and walked back to her side with a pair of long legs in a few steps.

With a tall and straight figure of 1.8 meters, standing next to the petite Bai Nuannuan, he looks very tall.

At this moment, for no reason, it gave Xiaopang an illusion.

Sister Wen, it seems, a bit, awesome?

Only then was Bai Nuannuan satisfied. As if she was afraid that he would run away again, she reached out to grab his hand and took him into the conference room again.

The doctor and Xiao Yang who were waiting quietly were already laughing with joy.

Xiaopang turned around with a mysterious face and looked at each other in the blank live broadcast room.

After a full minute, a single message scrolled out on the big screen——

"That one just now, is the Flower God of the High Mountains?"

A little frightened.

This sentence seemed to flip some switch, and the entire live broadcast room began to scroll wildly.

"Little Fatty! Little Fatty ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh please speak to me!!!"

"This is me, a god??"

"Let me tell you, the young lady next to God A just now is so pretty!"

"No, God A is not in love, is he? He just counted to three and ran over non-stop, just like when my boyfriend and I were arguing!"

"..."

The fat man's eyes were weak, and he tugged at Duffy, who was concentrating on cooking crayfish. The latter glared at him with dissatisfaction, and said vaguely: "What are you doing?"

Wen Qiaoyi and Wish, who had just finished their review with the coach, looked at each other and walked over, a little confused by the somewhat frozen atmosphere.

"what happened?"

"It's over, I broadcast the accident live..." There was a hint of weakness in Xiaopang's voice.

Wen Qiao was surprised and hurriedly followed his gaze to look at Xiaopang's live broadcast room. Seeing the young lady and God A filling the screen, his heart suddenly jumped.

A bad premonition suddenly came to mind.

Wen Qiao asked with difficulty: "The young lady they are talking about... doesn't mean my sister, right?"

The little fat man wrinkled his face bitterly and nodded towards him.

Wish, who wasn't paying attention at first, immediately reacted, squeezed to the front without any hesitation, and said hastily: "That's the end of today's live broadcast."

Even before the water arrived for an hour, Xiaopang’s live broadcast was shut down by wish overnight.

Now the little fat man was in tears.

I am heartbroken because of tonight’s live broadcast accident, and I am also heartbroken because I am missing a small amount of money.

Five minutes later, Xiaopang, who was coaxed and coaxed out of the house, faced the young lady who had been manipulated by the official account: "Come on, give me an explanation!"

Xiao Yang watched the whole thing in bewilderment and said blankly: "Isn't it just a common thing?"

After he temporarily put down Song Luyan's acupuncture hand with satisfaction, Bai Nuannuan's cell phone in his coat pocket began to vibrate crazily.

I took it out and glanced at it, and saw the words "Wen Family's Old Residence" displayed on it. When I thought of what happened tonight, I lost my good temper instantly.

He turned around and walked out of the conference room. He glanced around and found Wen Qiaoyi standing next to the confused Xiao Yang: "Wen Qiaoyi, come here."

Wen Qiao jumped over in an instant.

Bai Nuannuan handed the phone to him, with impatience written all over her face: "The call from my old house should be coming to you if nothing else. You answer it."

As soon as he heard that the call was from his old house, Wen Qiaoyi's face instantly wrinkled up in pain.

He responded slowly and answered the phone.

But three minutes later, Wen Qiaoyi handed the phone back to her again, and said in a very sweet way: "Grandpa is looking for you, sister!"

Don't be too obvious in your words about schadenfreude.

Could it be that Jin Wenbin rushed back to complain?

Numerous conjectures flashed through Bai Nuannuan's mind in an instant, but in the end, only this one was more likely.

Suddenly my mood became even worse.

A man's structure is too small.

Putting the phone to her ear, Bai Nuannuan said in a perfunctory voice: "Hello?"

Mr. Wen's strong and old voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yinuan, are you in love with that kid from the Song family?"

"What?" Bai Nuannuan looked stunned, and her spinning brain was tied into a knot at this moment.

*

Half an hour later, not only Bai Nuannuan knew about it, but Song Luyan, who had just finished an acupuncture, also knew it completely.

He doesn't care at all whether his image is shattered for his fans, and he even lets it go.

"It's not like you did anything shameful. What's the explanation?"

He slowly stood up and turned his sore and swollen wrists. The emotion in his eyes was unclear, and he suddenly raised his lips and chuckled. He didn't know what he was thinking of.

"At my age, even if I find a girlfriend and fall in love, isn't it normal?"

Xiao Yang: That’s right!

Wish frowned.

Wen Qiao stood up and told the old lie: "But my sister already has a fiancé. It would be bad if her fiancé finds out!"

Song Luyan glanced at the sound, and just one glance turned Wen Qiao, who was still excited, into a quail in an instant. He asked quietly: "Really?"

"Brother Lu, aren't you destroying Sister Wen's happiness?"

Wish, who had a saw-like gourd's beak, suddenly spoke, startling everyone else.

His expression was serious, as if he wanted to pin Song Luyan to that pillar of shame.

The atmosphere at the scene was frozen for a while.

Sudden--

"Ouch, ouch, sister! Why are you hitting me?!"

Bai Nuannuan retracted her hand expressionlessly.