My Idol is So Cute

"..."

Baishang Fuxue shook his head silently.

Although she didn't know Liang Mo's intention of turning off the lights, she had already remembered that sentence, she had to absolutely trust Liang Mo and entrust her future to him, only then could he help herself to the greatest extent.

"Woo... woo... sorry, I was so nervous that I couldn't speak just now, sorry..." Baishang Fuxue gasped again and calmed down.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Liang Mo couldn't help letting go.

He let Shirashang Fubuki do this naturally has his own intentions. In addition to the emotions revealed when he is afraid, which can make the audience like to watch, there is another thing that can resonate with the audience, and that is growth.

He wants to let people see a person who is afraid of playing horror games, but wants to play and share with the audience.

After a long time and playing more, she gradually became less afraid.

When the time comes, the die-hard fans will see, hey, she has grown up, and then they will make fun of her with how afraid she used to be.

Gradually, this will become a memory shared by her and her old fans, and some fans who like archeology will also dig out the former Shirashang Fubuki, the immature Shirasami Fubuki, and thus like this person more.

Whether it is a male audience or a female audience, most of them have a strange subconscious, that is, they like to watch their favorite people grow up.

Some people even feel that this is their own credit, just like raising a daughter.

When Liang Mo took people to play games before, he trained his friend from a silver to a platinum. He never knew how to play and gradually learned how to keep up with his own rhythm.

That sense of accomplishment is indescribable.

"I'm going to get some snacks and water." Liang Mo said to Shang Chuixue.

"Okay, thank you manager." Baishang Fuuxue felt a little thirsty after talking for a while.

'what?Why is she still with that manager and not playing together! '

'This is a stand-alone game, how to play together? '

"With the manager, I have a bad feeling..."

'Well, I see that it often happens in the book, maybe they are doing some strange things with this atmosphere. '

'It's impossible for my little fox to be so pure! '

"It's not impossible, maybe what she just did..."

'Housekeeper, seal that YD guy. '

'Where did the room management come from in this live broadcast room? Do these few people need it? '

'To be reasonable, have you ever seen an agent who can subtly rule an anchor or a star?How much does an anchor earn in a year, how much does a star earn in a year, even if they want to follow, they are with the big boss or the rich second generation, how could something happen with a small agent? '

'Why haven't you seen it? Have you forgotten the girl named Ma? '

'It's too dark one by one, can't you think better? '

Many people have a kind of taken for granted, thinking that they are absolutely right.

High popularity is equal to swiping, more VIPs equals buying, more fans equals more robots...

Swiping popularity is very common, but can everyone really do it?

Just like a werewolf killing reality show, a lot of people said there was a script and a script, no matter what others explained, they all said that there must be a script, I don’t care, it’s just a child’s temper.

Liang Mo also knew something about it at the beginning, and he felt that what an anchor said was right.

According to the script?It’s too overestimating those anchors, let them memorize the script, how many can memorize it, let them play who can act, is it so easy to be an actor?

Of course, he was too lazy to argue with those people. They always felt that they were right and only lived in their own world. Liang Mo was in no mood to pay attention.

Their barrage was in Chinese, and Baishang Fuxue couldn't understand it, but she felt inexplicably relieved when she saw a lot of barrage scrolling there.

She is not alone, she also has Liang Mo, and so many people who are looking at her.

This game must be conquered!

Click.

At this moment, Liang Mo opened the door and came back. He went downstairs to buy a can of tea, and he picked up some free juice.

Liang Mo saw that Baishang Chuuxue was serious, so he couldn't help but stick some cold tea on her face.

"ah!"

Baishang Fuxue let out a low cry.

The game plot is not too ups and downs now, and she is not very nervous.

When she saw the tea, she forgot to express her dissatisfaction, and quickly took the iced tea: "Thank you manager!"

Liang Mo found that this was her favorite, but it was more expensive, and she drank cheap tea made by herself more often.

"Well, I'll give you the money..."

Baishang Fuxue also knew that the free drinks provided by the Internet cafe did not include this.

This one is more expensive, and she feels a little bit distressed about her wallet.

"No need, I invite you to drink." Liang Mo sat on his seat, opened a box of coincidence sticks, took out one, and handed it to Baishang Chuixue's small mouth.

Baishang Fuxue's hands are busy, feed her by yourself.