Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

The light screen disappeared, and 250 felt something in his heart, as if the host was slowly beginning to change, and all this was because of his boss.

However, the host and the Lord God are of the same kind. I wonder how long this special treatment of his boss can last? Will it disappear?

He hoped that the answer would also be no.

Two or three months after the celebrity e-sports variety show was broadcast, the heat had passed and everyone suddenly realized that there had been no news about Hua Xia in the entertainment industry for a long time.

The popularity of the variety show is bound to be accompanied by various brand endorsements and script invitations, but several months have passed and fans have not seen any official announcement of endorsements, nor any news of joining the crew.

This made many fans of the artist very anxious, as they wanted their artists to take advantage of this popularity to push forward and completely wash away the title of bad stars in the entertainment industry.

This press release is not being issued. Why isn’t even the announcement being issued?

Fans of all sizes gathered together and flocked to Hua Xia's new agency Mo Ran to leave comments.

"What's going on? Why doesn't Mo Ran arrange a job for Yang Yang? Could it be that Mo Ran is the second Xing Yu?"

"Please, I want to see Yangyang filming."

"Mo Ran, please treat Yang Yang well. There are very few artists these days who are as talked about as Yang Yang is. If you guys just give her a push, Yang Yang will definitely rise to the top."

"Yang Yang didn't have a team before. Mo Ran is so rich, so he must have a lot of resources. Besides, Mo Ran doesn't have many artists. Is he taking time to choose scripts?"

"Mo Ran signed the person back and hid him, hhhh."

"..."

The editor of Mo Ran's official account took on tremendous pressure and asked the higher-ups, who then asked the boss, who said it didn't matter. The editor had no choice but to pretend not to see it.

This selective disregard has resulted in even louder public opinion.

The entry "Mu Yang was hidden in the dark" became a hot search topic and rumors spread. Some people said that the person had lost contact, while others said they would call the police.

Hua Xia learned about it through a phone call from Luo Zheng. She logged into her account after a long absence and posted a message: "Well, I'm in hiding. This winter is so cold. I'm hibernating and don't want to go to work."

This message was forwarded by many people, and Li Ji, who often played games with Hua Xia, also forwarded it: "See, I told you, Sister Yang played games with us yesterday."

Hua Xia photoshopped the photo of herself playing games into an emoticon. In the photo, she was wearing headphones and curled up in a huge fluffy blanket, holding a mobile phone, with the caption: Don’t be a worker, be a gamer.

Nothing spreads faster than emoticons, and all kinds of random rumors were soon refuted.

"Hahaha, Yangyang is indeed the woman who leads e-sports players to the championship podium."

"Speaking of which, what should we do if the goddess we are pursuing becomes addicted to games? How can we relieve our longing for her when she hibernates?"

"Is Mo Ran so good to his artists? As far as I know, Mo Ran paid tens of millions in liquidated damages for Yang Yang. I thought he would use Yang Yang to make money, but why did he let her mess around?"

“I understand the joy of playing games!”

"Instead of working, let's just live stream and play games!"

"Did everyone notice a problem? It's fine that Mo Ran invited a great guy who didn't work back. The company was criticized so badly before, why didn't he just come out and say that Yang Yang was just on vacation?"

"Yes! If it's just a simple holiday, then it's fine to say something. The editor who manages the account of Mo Ran would rather be scolded than say anything?"

"This Mo Ran's attitude towards Yang Yang is not like that towards his own artist, but more like... a boss to a boss."

Hua Xia learned all of this when she responded to the public's call for a live broadcast of her game.

Hua Xia moved into her own villa. Why did she say it was hers? Because Han Jingmo had given all the properties to her before.

Sitting in the decorated game room, Hua Xia turned on the camera and cut the screen into two screens, one screen to broadcast herself live, and the other screen to broadcast the battle situation.

She sat in front of the computer, wearing goggles, adjusted the angle, and then raised her hand to greet her fans.

"Hi, good evening, everyone."

It's around seven in the evening, just after dinner.

There was an immediate response in the barrage.

Hua Xia seldom plays the same game for a long time. This time, she played the game from the last celebrity variety show, because Li Ji wanted to lead the team members in long-term competitions and the players could also enjoy the feeling of being led by the pure power.

Hua Xia turned on the microphone and reported her position to them. Every time they played a game, Li Ji could always find new ways to play the game from Hua Xia's way of playing, which made Hua Xia a hot commodity in the professional e-sports circle.

Just as the four of them started, there was a knock on Hua Xia's door.

The sound of knocking and opening the door was picked up by the receiver, and the sharp-eared person in the barrage instantly uttered a string of "hush".

Along with the footsteps, a tall figure in grey pajamas entered the picture. Because the person was standing, the camera could only capture the person's chest at best.

But no matter what, it cannot be denied that this is the figure of a man!

"!!! I'm going to see someone breaking into my house and robbing me?"

"What do you mean by burglary? Where did this man come from?"

"What's going on? Is there something going on?"

"Do you know that Yangyang has a man's company hidden in his house?"

"Is it the assistant?"

"How can you be an assistant in pajamas? What are you thinking about?"

The barrage of comments flashed by quickly, it was a matter of a split second, and half a minute later, a full cup of milk was placed on Hua Xia's left hand side.

The fingers holding the milk flashed by, looking long and beautiful.

After putting it down, the man walked out and the sound of the door closing gently could be heard.

"What's going on, Yangyang, call Yangyang."

Hua Xia glanced at the barrage, then glanced at the door and raised her voice not very obviously: "Assistant, you live next door to me, come and bring me some milk."

"Oh, I believe it."

The barrage was half-believing and half-doubting. Ten minutes later, the door was opened again. It was still the familiar pajamas, and the same handsome hand, but this time it contained a neatly arranged fruit plate.

After a game, the man came in again, took away the milk he had just taken a sip of, and said, "It's cold."

"Oh my god, this assistant has a nice voice."

"It just sounds familiar."

The milk was heated up and the person came in and left.

After another game, the man came in again and took away the fruit plate after eating two pieces: "It's oxidized."

Audience watching the live broadcast: “…”

"Will this oxidize too quickly?"

After going in and out more than a dozen times, everyone felt something was wrong.

"Will they really not get beaten? I don't even have the heart to watch the battle. I just watch the assistant brother coming in and out."

"Of course, it was intentional, absolutely intentional!"

Hua Xia glanced at Han Jingmo who came in to put the humidifier on. She glanced at the latter and said, "Nineteen."

Barrage: "Nineteen? What nineteen?"

"Hahaha, please call me Digital Man. This guy has been in and out nineteen times since the live broadcast started."