I was caught fishing at work, and I dragged the female CEO into the water with my backhand.

Studio.

The number of people exceeded 5.

The barrage started a heated discussion.

【Is it pure or stupid that you love the most? 】

[He is as smart as a monkey, neither pure nor stupid! 】

[From his tone, this is a tragic story! But why do I want to laugh? 】

【Stop talking! Qin Xun almost cried when he talked about it, but you still talk about it! 】

【Give my sister a hug! 】

The gifts in the live broadcast room ushered in another small climax, with constant special effects and a rapid rise in sound waves.

After a while, tens of thousands were credited.

……

on the stage.

Xia Ning stood behind Qin Xun. When she heard Qin Xun's affectionate and sad voice, she knew that his expression must be extremely natural, without any trace of acting.

But she knew it was fabricated.

Suddenly, I was so embarrassed that I dug my toes into my high heels.

You must have been a basket weaver in your last life!

How can you deceive people so much!

Editor, you continue to edit!

Qin Xun's voice was affectionate and he continued to edit.

"My requirements are not high. Treat me as well as before."

"But one day, she said the same thing"

"Put...put..."

His voice was slightly choked.

“Pull someone into your arms.”

Having said this, Qin Xun lowered his head and put down the microphone, as if he could not extricate himself from the deep sadness.

In fact, he was staring at the ants at his feet and thinking.

Sigh...where did this little ant come from?

Can ants run around this season?

You won't be trampled to death later, right?

on the square.

It was quiet.

They looked at Qin Xun on the stage, his head bowed and immersed in great sadness, and their hearts felt as if they had been punched several times.

He also grabbed it.

Everyone felt the unwillingness, anger and reluctance in Qin Xun's words.

They looked at Qin Xun quietly, wanting to encourage him loudly but not wanting to disturb him.

Since he wants to be quiet, let him be quiet.

Studio.

The barrage is very lively.

【What the hell? Holding someone else in your arms is cuckolding Qin Xun? 】

【Cuckold King? 】

[What kind of woman can control the dreams of 300 million girls? 】

[How many girlfriends does he have? 】

[It can’t really be Huang Huai, right? Otherwise, why would there be a sentence in "Written to Huang Huai": 'You are my dream of worrying about gains and losses, and I am your dispensable person'? 】

[Put your spiral fart! Huang Huai is dead, not running away! 】

……

In the suburbs of Beijing, a girl's boudoir.

The driver who took Qin Xun to the hospital saw his daughter sitting at the computer desk watching the live broadcast.

Drinks and snacks were also prepared on the table, as if he were watching a football match.

He saw his daughter uttering a curse word and smiled bitterly.

"Huaihuai, what is a spiral fart?"

Huang Huai smiled awkwardly, did not answer the question, and looked at the barrage.

"If the person who cuckolded Qin Xun was Huang Huai, then I would start to feel that my name is unpleasant again."

"Scumbag!"

With that said, she clicked and gave Qin Xun a gift worth 99 yuan.

Send another sentence.

[Hug, sister! 】

……

on the stage.

Qin Xun looked down at the ants running off the stage, slowly raised his head, his eyes were red, and his tone was sad with a hint of excitement.

"She smells like her perfume!"

"It's my nose's fault!"

He was silent for a moment, his eyes filled with mist, and he choked with sobs.

"The love she wants is so perfect that I will never learn it."

The square was quiet.

Even the spring breeze seems to be sad, with a little chill.

suddenly.

There were shouts one after another.

"come on!"

"Qin Xun, come on!"

"do not be sad!"

"do not be sad!"

"You'll find better!"

"Come on, we love you!"

"He doesn't want you, I want you!"

……

Studio.

The number of people is approaching the 6 mark.

Barrage flying.

[Even Qin Xun is being cheated on, so what if my three children don’t have my last name? 】

[Who is this demon that can seduce Qin Xun? 】

[Qin Xun stand up, don’t cry! 】

[She doesn’t love you, I love you! 】

【Sister loves you! 】

【Mom loves you! 】

【Auntie loves you! 】

[Running forward, facing cold eyes and ridicule, how can one feel the vastness of life without going through hardships]

……

The gifts were thrown out as if they were free of charge.

Various special effects exploded randomly, and the entire screen was as gorgeous as the New Year's night sky.

The high-level office of Beiying Film and Television.

Zhang Lei looked at the special effects of the gifts, his face so gloomy that water dripped from his face.

"Are there so many rich women among Qin Xun's fans?"

"Are they all that rich?"

"You gave him a gift, can he sleep with you?"

"It's so boring!"

He took another look at the number of people online to exceed 6, frowned even more, and sneered.

"There are still a lot of bored people. How can there be so many people watching a power-on ceremony?"

"Aren't you going to work?"

After a pause, he sneered again.

"It must be the traffic they bought."

The secretary stood aside, silent and afraid to speak.

Just now you asked me to invest 20,000 yuan in Doujia for their live broadcast room.

Many of these viewers are... we bought them for him!

It's none of my business, it's none of my business!

……

on the stage.

Xia Ning listened to the voices of encouragement coming and going in the square, and looked at Qin Xun, whose back and hair looked sad, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Does she smell of her perfume?

Is it your nose's fault?

Is this why I slept with Niu Xiaojun last night, not with him?

is it necessary?

Going in such a big circle and making up such a story just to poke fun at the yin and yang of me?

So stingy? !

I sleep with women.

Now everyone will regard the woman you are talking about, that is, me, as Pan Jinlian!

Niu Xiaojun, An Ke, Song Ying, and Mi Xi'er knew the inside story, and they looked shocked.

Damn it?

This guy’s acting skills are so good!

In just a short time, he made up a story, describing how wronged he was, and made the audience depressed!

His on-the-spot performance is so contagious. If he wants to win the best actor trophy in the future, isn't it the same as going to the small commodity market for wholesale?

It's there as soon as you go!

Open the sack and put it inside?

……

Listening to the cheers of encouragement in the square, the female reporter knew that she had screwed up.

Instead of pouring shit on Qin Xun, he was plated with gold.

What does he want to happen to women?

Not only is it not sentimental, but the thought of his fans’ hearts goes up!

I don’t know how many mother fans want to hide under the quilt and cry.

If I make it like this, I don’t have to worry about the final payment of Beiying Film and Television. It’s good if the deposit is not recovered!

A lot of money!

Ugh……

I can not be reconciled!

Not willing to give in! ! !

I still have to find a chance to fuck him!

When other reporters saw that the female reporter was defeated, they started their own interviews.

One of the male reporters was particularly active. He looked at Qin Xun and said with a smile first.

"Mr. Qin, no wonder you can write so many touching songs. It turns out you are a person with delicate emotions."

"But love lasts forever. I hope you can come out of it in time."

Qin Xun listened to these words and looked at the male reporter with a smile on his face.

The male reporter continued.

"We all know that you took care of all the episodes in "The Richest Man in Xihong City"."

"Including "Calorie", "Swell", "Later" and "Three Kingdoms""

"Even a boxing match has "Xian'er", "Electric Shock", and "Get Up Early in the Morning to Pick Up Dung" as BGM."

“Not only are there a large number of songs, but they are also very popular.”

He paused, looked at Qin Xun, and asked with a smile.

"Then, will you also be responsible for the episode of the new movie "Fatal ID"?"