I'm Completely Clueless About Sockpuppet Accounts Being Unmasked

Without waiting for Shen Bozong to speak, he said to himself again: "I like tall and handsome people with eight-pack abs, you have to watch and choose for me."

On the other side, Shen Bozong was clutching his heart, as if he was about to fall ill, and the assistant beside him hurriedly found Suxiao Jiuxin Pill for him.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Qi's expression relaxed.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at the instant noodles that he had dismantled in half, and threw them into the trash can.

Then he turned on his phone and ordered a spicy crayfish.

Where can instant noodles be delicious?

The next day, Shen Qi started broadcasting as usual.

The platform management sent him a private message again asking if he wanted to sign a contract, Shen Qi turned off the private message a little annoyed.

Although he didn't care much when communicating with Lu Tun yesterday, he still couldn't sleep well last night.

It may also be because of Shen Bozong's phone call.

He didn't draw the curtains, and the room was still a little dark, with some sunlight leaking in through the gaps.

The light from the computer screen reflected on his face, Shen Qi's eyebrows followed his mother's, the corners of his eyes were a little raised, and he seemed a little careless when he smiled.

His lips are thin and slightly pink.

In many cases, just pulling the corner of the mouth lightly, raising the eyes, and letting the camera capture it, can make a wave of good-looking fans.

After Chen Ling discovered this business opportunity, he often took pictures during his training, which seriously affected his training, and he didn't care about Shen Qi's increasingly stinky face.

Later in the game, he began to wear a mask.

Probably the difference with M1G started here.

Thinking of this, Shen Qi sneered.

Everyone will forget the original intention.

But he just wasn't happy.

He turned on the microphone in the live broadcast room, and there were already people squatting in the room.

[Today is also a day to see Tiantian's live broadcast! ]

[Woooooooo camera!Is it bad for your face? ]

Shen Qi raised his eyebrows: "No, I'm afraid that you will fall in love with me with all your heart."

[? ? ? ? ]

[I'm still afraid that you are too ugly? ? ? ]

"After all, I am dating online, so I have to choose a good game."

[I can hear you scolding me]

[Upstairs you know it yourself, why do you have to say it out]

[I think of my little brother from yesterday, give me a look to experience it for myself]

[Double-standard dog! ]

Seeing the barrage, Shen Qi touched his ears subconsciously, remembering that he forgot about him later yesterday.

However, it is estimated that the other party will only play the game once.

After all, according to "Pink Lolita", his brother should be an "old man" who only reads newspaper news every day.

He subconsciously glanced at the online list.

The account "Pink Lolita" is very active and has been in the top five positions. It is really not online today, and the phone is probably confiscated.

Yes, junior high school students still have to study hard.

Putting aside these emotions, he clicked on the game.

"Play a solo row first, and get a friend later."

[Sister! ]

[Wake up upstairs, it’s probably a man]

[The girl will be scolded and cry, right? ]

[Garbage anchor without quality, only scolds girls]

[Upside down dog]

[What got mixed in? ]

[Wow, is there a professional sunspot in Tiantian's studio? ]

Shen Qi glanced at those accounts whose IDs were all numbers. He didn't bother to care about Lu Tun's absence today.

This is a map of the desert.

When in solo queue, Shen Qi liked to jump where there were many people, so he chose Lion City.

Lion City is rich in resources, but at the same time, there are many people dancing.

Shen Qi fell face to face with others and took two heads.

His fight was lively, and the barrage was noisy.

When rushing out from Lion City, Shen Qi glanced at the barrage.

The number of people in the live broadcast room was half as large as usual, and the extra people were probably sunspots.

He tapped the keyboard and said casually: "That's enough, stop arguing, brother, which company is it from?"

When playing games before, I saw a lot of trolls.

"I didn't say that the copywriting of your script is so bad, do you want my brother to write some for you?"

[? ? ? ]

[Please look up and look at your ID "Internet Dating Britney"]

[Why are you still thinking about scolding yourself? ]

[Garbage anchor technology so rubbish is embarrassed to come out live? ]

[Garbage anchor with no quality at all]

……

Shen Qi clicked his tongue: "Brother, how do you know if my skills are good?"

[Sweet game technology is very good! ]

His words coincided with the water friend's barrage.

[? ? ? ]

[Am I thinking crooked? ]

Shen Qi chuckled lightly, 98k shot a head directly, and just about to speak, the barrage assistant flashed a room entry notice.

"The distinguished VIP customer with a pink loli head enters the live broadcast room"

Shen Qi was distracted, lying on the window and moved.

Then, "the distinguished VIP customer with a pink loli head exits the live broadcast room".

Looking at the time, it was indeed class time.

The barrage was also discovered, and the topic was changed immediately, and no one paid any attention to those sunspots.

[Is this me or my brother? ]

[I guess it's me, I'll be back in a while, I guess the school network card]

"The student party should study hard, and the most important thing is academics." Shen Qi calmed down, and after speaking, he chuckled: "After all, not everyone can be as good at playing games as me."

[In the first sentence, I just wanted to boast that I was finally serious, but in the second half, shame? ]

[? ? ? ? ? ]

"The distinguished VIP customer with a pink loli head enters the live broadcast room"

[Take a good class, Lolita]

Someone noticed the barrage and reminded him.

Shen Qi was just about to speak.

He was labeled as a minor yesterday. Today, he has to educate the minor well.

He is squatting in the house now, and he has dealt with one that came in from the wild area, and then he saw the news of the pink loli head.

[Pink loli head: he is in school]

Shen Qi suddenly smiled.

"Brother, is that you?"

He lowered his throat, his voice was a little lower than usual, with an inexplicably provocative air, probably because Mai was too close, and he could still hear light breathing.

The barrage exploded in an instant.

[I can? ? ? ? ]

[Ahhh the groundhog screams! ! ! ]

[Sweet starts to start]

[Does brother play games, brother! ]

Shen Qi laughed again, and accompanied by the gunshot, he reminded: "I told you, don't call me brother."

[Winer uses M416 to kill xiada]

A kill message pops up in the upper right corner.

Shen Qi's hand in the camera still maintains the posture of pressing the gun just now.

Today's light is much worse than yesterday, probably because the lights were not turned on.

Fu Mingyuan also didn't understand why he suddenly clicked into the live broadcast room when he was reading the script.

Backed out at first, then came back.

Hearing the anchor's words, he froze for a moment, then frowned.

On the second day of acquaintance, it is not very good to call brother.

He wanted to remind the other party of the title problem, and the manager Du Jing just came in.

"We'll have to start in a while." Du Jing just went to talk to the director about the time. Fu Mingyuan participated in a live interview program today. Generally, actors who won awards have participated.

Seeing Fu Mingyuan holding a mobile phone, he was a little surprised: "Is this your brother's mobile phone? Why is it with you?"

Fu Mingyuan hummed.

Du Jing was a little strange. Although Fu Mingyuan was a little stricter with his younger brother, he had never confiscated his mobile phone.

"What did Mingli do again?" Du Jing glanced at the phone and found that it was a game screen, "You, watch the live broadcast?"

The expression on his face was like seeing a ghost.

Fu Mingyuan hummed, his expression unchanged.

"Brother, do you want to play games?" Probably because he didn't reply, the other party asked again.

Fu Mingyuan frowned.

Why is this brother called sticky?

Du Jing stared, pointed to the screen, and let out an "ah" with his mouth open.

Unexpectedly, Fu Mingyuan still has this hobby. He has been with Fu Mingyuan for so many years, and he thought he was some kind of saint. He never blushed or had any other reactions when facing beautiful women.

So, do you like this kind of male anchor?

Then, he saw Fu Mingyuan typing slowly - "Don't call me brother, it's not good"

Du Jing: ...

So this is calling you?

The way he looked at Fu Mingyuan was even more indescribable.

The host chuckled.

"Okay, obviously, are you playing games?" There was a smile in the voice.

Du Jing went up to look at the phone screen, and found that the barrage was messy, and they were all shouting "Tiantian is not a man anymore".

He turned his head and saw Fu Mingyuan frowning, as if he was very dissatisfied with the other party's title.

But...his cheeks were a little red.

Du Jing took a step back and accidentally knocked on the table, making a little noise.

Fu Mingyuan raised his eyelids, pursed his lips and glanced at him: "Do you have anything else to do?"

His tone was very calm, as if the redness on his face was an illusion.

Du Jing quickly waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, you... that... will be on stage soon, stop playing games."

After thinking about it, he added another sentence: "After all, he is a public figure, so it's better... to watch less of this kind of live broadcast, in case someone picks up..."

He was just a reminder.

The male anchor's speech is too sloppy.

Fu Mingyuan paused while typing: "What kind of live broadcast?"

His expression looked a little displeased. Although the sitting posture was the same as before with his legs together and his back straight, Du Jing noticed that his fingers had just tapped on the back of the phone.

Before Du Jing could say anything, Fu Mingyuan continued: "It's not negative, I will pay attention."

"That's all right, get ready to go on stage." Du Jing felt that his perception was a bit wrong.

Fu Mingyuan said kindly, but his eyes still stayed on the phone screen, and he replied—"No, I have something to do today."

Du Jing glanced at it, and when he turned off the phone, he boasted: "This anchor has pretty hands..."

Fu Mingyuan paused when he got up, and responded invisibly.

Du Jing didn't hear what he said.

The choreographer over there stood waiting under the stage, and Du Jing didn't ask any more questions.

"Brother Fu, the problem is basically what's in the script." The director showed the script to Fu Mingyuan again.

Fu Mingyuan nodded to him and said thank you.

He is tall and has long legs, standing next to the short and fat choreographer, he looks even taller.

Fu Mingyuan wore a pure black shirt today, with two buttons undone, and the sleeves rolled up a bit, revealing the support bracelet on his wrist.

It's from fans.

I stood and waited for more than half an hour, half an hour past the agreed time, and there was still a large group of fans waiting in the audience.

The host over there finally started to warm up.

The director didn't mean to apologize at all, but just stared at Fu Mingyuan: "I'm really sorry to keep you waiting here."

Du Jing rolled his eyes inwardly.

Fu Mingyuan looked down at the notebook, and paused for a while on the button of the collar, trying to button it up.

"It's okay, get used to it in advance." He nodded to the director, with a gentle smile on his face.

The choreographer didn't smile on the surface.

I don't even know what to think.

Before going up to the stage, Fu Mingyuan stepped up the steps, his back straightened, he tilted his head slightly, and the slightly yellow light hit his face, causing him to squint his eyes.

"Director Huang, I hope your station will be punctual in the future. After all, everyone's time is precious."

"Punctuality is a precious quality."

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