The straight male host was forced to love him by the villain

Listening to the system's analysis in his later years, Lin rubbed his chin: "That's not right. Didn't you say that the heroine is now a senior executive in an investment bank? Sang Zhaoguang is only 21 years old, and the heroine is also 21 years old. The difference between the two is too big. Alright?"

"Twins, one of them must have a low IQ, and the other one has a high IQ. After the kidnapping, the heroine relied on her intelligence to find her family, and was then sent to country M by her parents, where the heroine studied. After graduating from graduate school at the age of 20, he returned to China and worked as a manager in his uncle's investment banking company. He broadcast live broadcasts in his spare time, communicated with the male protagonist of the game area, and collaborated on several five- to six-episode short web dramas. The two of them liked each other. It has a huge number of fans, and sometimes it sells goods live.”

Lin was heartbroken in his later years, covering his chest and crying: "People's sadness is different. She graduated with a master's degree at the age of 20. A returnee woman returned to China and directly took up a position as an investment bank manager. She also kept up with the times and sold goods live. On the other hand, I only graduated from a junior college at 21. . Damn it, the gap between people is really big.”

077 said earnestly: "Well, people's talents and IQs are different. Boy, work hard so that your children will have more learning resources."

Lin asked in his later years: "But IQ is hereditary. My IQ is not good. Can my child go to Qingbei?"

077 was silent for a while, looked at Lin Nian Nian a few times, and told the truth: "Probably not."

"Then there's still no chance of giving birth." Lin smiled in his later years and checked the Douyin live broadcast data.

The data obtained from today's three-hour live broadcast is very good. There are more than 200,000 total viewers, including an increase of 50,000 fans. The rewards received after deducting the platform handling fee are more than 5,000 yuan.

Earn 180 a day, a month, million a year.

A profit-making industry!

Lin later withdrew the money to his bank card. Looking at the money on it, he looked up at the system: "Dahuang, can the money I earn in this world be exchanged for my system wallet?"

What I got was a cold rejection from the system: "No."

"Oh."

After broadcasting for so long, I feel a little hungry.

Lin Nian walked out when the lights in the living room were turned off. He touched the switch position and the living room lit up.

Walking to the kitchen, I subconsciously opened the refrigerator. After searching, I didn't see the refrigerator. The rental house was still empty.

In his later years, Lin touched his phone to check the time. It was past ten o'clock in the evening. There should be food outside at this time.

He walked to the shoe rack, changed his shoes and went out.

'Ka'

"What will you do in your old age?"

Sang Zhaoguang walked out of the house, holding a hearing aid in his ear and asked.

"Would you like to go out for something to eat?" Lin asked casually in his later years.

"it is good."

Not surprisingly, Sang Zhaoguang agreed.

Lin smiled on the surface in his later years, but in his heart, he actually didn't want to ask Sang Zhaoguang out, but he couldn't ignore him. After all, he still had to cooperate with him to start a business. What's more, what if Sang Zhaoguang poisons him to death! He cherishes his life very much!

The two changed their shoes and went out.

While riding in the elevator, the two of them were speechless.

Until he walked out, Sang Zhaoguang finally couldn't help it anymore: "In my later years, were you doing a live broadcast just now?"

In his later years, Lin slowed down and turned to look at him: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"You are very cute." Sang Zhaoguang lived in the room next door. After his place became quiet, he could hear the voices in the room next to Lin Wannian. Knowing what the other person said, he guessed that it was a live broadcast. He followed Lin Wannian's words. I found the account and watched a series of behaviors of Lin pretending to be in his old age in the live broadcast room.

Seeing Lin smiling at people who gave rewards in his later years, at that moment, he was so excited that he wanted to give rewards, but the balance was insufficient and he suddenly woke up.

"Oh. Have you made a list of what you want to buy tomorrow?" Lin changed the subject in his later years, not wanting to talk about this.

Sang Zhaoguang: "Well, it's all listed. I'll show it to you when I get back. You can fill in anything you want to add."

"Oh. You should register accounts on all the popular short video platforms." Lin reminded in his later years.

"Okay. Are there any requirements for naming?"

In his later years, Lin thought about the names of those cooking videos: "You can think of a name and add cooking at the end. Just make it obvious that iD has something to do with cooking."

"Okay. What should we eat now?" Sang Zhaoguang made a mental note, looked up at the surroundings, and finally focused on the young man in front of him.

"Let's eat some seafood porridge!" Lin saw the porridge shop hanging not far away and walked up quickly.

I have a little money in my wallet, so I’ll treat myself to something.

In the evening porridge shop, there are tables inside and plastic tables outside.

In his later years, Lin walked to the front desk and picked up the menu.

Sang Zhaoguang also followed. His eyes widened when he saw the price list on the menu. A bowl of raw shrimp porridge costs 30 yuan? Scallop and lean meat porridge for 25 yuan a bowl? Ordinary white porridge without dried radish costs 4 yuan for a bowl?

He was shocked in his heart. He might as well do it himself, at least it would be cheaper than outside.

"Let's have some shrimp porridge. Well, Sang Zhaoguang, what do you want to eat?" Lin told the waiter what he wanted to eat in his later years, and then looked at Sang Zhaoguang aside and asked.

Sang Zhaoguang came to his senses: "Just plain porridge."

When the waiter heard this, his expression changed slightly.

Sang Zhaoguang glanced cursorily and clearly saw the contempt on the other person's face.

He shrugged his shoulders and clenched his fingers slightly, looking a little tired.

Lin later noticed it too. He put down the menu, took Sang Zhaoguang's hand, and walked to another restaurant: "Forget it, I won't eat at this restaurant, let's go."

The trail was quiet, with only highway traffic passing by.

After Lin left the house with Sang Zhaoguang in his later years, he picked up his mobile phone and opened the map to search for nearby midnight snacks.

Sang Zhaoguang stood aside, pursed his lips, and finally couldn't help but say: "Actually, you don't have to accommodate me."

"The porridge in that shop is so damn expensive, I don't want to waste my money." Lin raised his head and glanced at Sang Zhaoguang in his later years, and explained awkwardly.

"Yeah." Even so, Sang Zhaoguang felt warm in his heart, and his eyes were filled with light as he looked at Lin in his later years.

In the end, the two of them bought fried noodles for ten yuan each from a roadside stall for a midnight snack.