Fu Mingyuan stared at these few messages, deleted and deleted.

"Brother!" Fu Mingli rushed in with his schoolbag on his back, and he didn't finish buffering until he stuck it on the sofa.

Fu Mingyuan looked up at him and threw the phone on the sofa.

"Well, what do you want to eat tonight?" He stood up, took Fu Mingli's heavy schoolbag, helped him take out all his homework, and then went to the kitchen.

Fu Mingli rolled his eyes, stopped on his brother's mobile phone, and said coquettishly: "Brother, you want to eat anything!"

"Can you give me my phone, bro!"

Without a mobile phone, he felt simply disconnected from society.

Fu Mingyuan's back paused: "We'll talk about it after your midterm exam."

He remembered the anchor's words again.

If Fu Mingli was addicted to this kind of live broadcast every day, it would affect his study too much. No wonder he did so poorly in the previous exams.

Upon hearing this, Fu Mingli immediately pretended to be dead and lay down on the sofa, kicking his legs in mid-air.

"Brother ~ brother ~"

The boys in the second year of junior high school have already started to change their voices, and they are very hoarse.

Fu Mingyuan was used to listening to it, but now he felt it was a bit noisy. Instead, it was the little anchor's brother who sounded crisp and crisp, which surprised him a little calm.

......

Shen Qi watched the other party's words "typing in progress" disappear, and did not send a message to himself, kicking the quilt a little hotly.

Probably due to the onset of the effect of the medicine, he quickly fell asleep while holding the phone.

This sleep was not restful.

He went back to when he was a child, Shen Bozong brought another woman home, and his mother sat in a wheelchair with tears streaming down her face.

She said, Qiqi, you must not learn from your father in the future, men must stick to each other.

The scene changed, and it was raining again. He came home from school, surrounded by a group of policemen and doctors.

......

When he woke up from the dream, Shen Qi was sweating all over.

It was already dark outside, the lights were not turned on in the room, the quilt had slipped off, and it was clammy and cold when exposed to the air after sweating.

He touched his forehead, it was cold.

After rolling the quilt together, Shen Qi picked up his phone and checked the time. It was already past three o'clock in the morning, and he slept for about ten hours.

There are several messages on WeChat.

He clicked and glanced twice.

Little apprentice: Master, do you have a cold?Drink more hot water.jpg

Lu Tun: TUT Idol I will see you next time when I am free, I will go to training first!

......

fmy: no

Shen Qi laughed out loud.

He turned on the light and went to take a hot bath with bare feet.

After he came back, he didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he just lay on the bed and logged on to the Weibo account, and checked Fu Mingyuan's Weibo.

The other party's posting time was still at the time of reposting the award-winning video last time, but there were a lot of comments and likes.

Shen Qi flipped through it with great interest, and found that they were all urging him to post on Weibo for business.

Fu Mingyuan's Weibo is probably not managed by himself, it is very businesslike.

He followed the other party, and then clicked into Chaohua.

Sure enough, there was an edited video of the interview that day.

Compared with the cover-up of those special effects in the movie, Fu Mingyuan under the live camera is more real.

Shen Qi repeatedly watched the solo clip when he was on stage several times, and felt that those eyes were very familiar.

His voice was also a little familiar.

......

Shen Qi's illness came and went quickly.

In the next few days, the account "Pink Lolita Head" has never been online, and the account that occupies the top of the list has not been online either.

As usual, Shen Qi broadcasted the live broadcast for a while every day, and spent the rest of the time watching the game video.

The playoffs are about to start, and even though M1G made such a big mess in the Asian Games, they still participated in the playoffs with a high profile.

After watching the video of M1G fans cheering, Shen Qi had to admit that they could make their debut.

He opened the live broadcast room and received a private message from the administrator.

——[Internet dating Xiao Tiantian, hello, your live broadcast room violates the tenth item of the platform agreement: it must not involve any edge ball live broadcast, including language, actions, etc., and it is temporarily blocked. If you have any objections, please contact the management within 48 hours member to appeal]

Shen Qi: ...

Overturned?

Did he say anything yesterday?

It seems that the name of the room has been changed, what is it called "Memoda Kiss"?

Can this be blocked?

Although he doesn't make money from live broadcasts, it still makes people feel uncomfortable that the live broadcast room has been blocked for no reason.

The consequence of his displeasure last time was to beat up the manager of M1G and leave in a hurry.

He thought about it and sent a private message to the administrator.

[Brother TUT administrator, where did I violate, can you tell me]

[Little brother ~ are you there ~ my dear fans are still waiting for me ~]

The administrator hadn't read the private message yet, Shen Qi was a little bored, propped his chin to think for a while, and sent a message to fmy.

Brother Qi: TUT my live broadcast room is blocked

Unexpectedly, the other party responded with a question mark in seconds.

The chat records of the two are still stuck on the previous transfer expired and returned.

He sent screenshots of the administrator's private message together with his own message.

The other party's chat window kept showing "typing in progress".

Shen Qi yawned, first approved a friend request, then clicked on a funny video and watched it for a while before waiting for the other party's answer.

fmy: ...Brother administrator?

fmy: stop calling me brother

Shen Qi let out an ah, and then laughed out loud.

He typed quickly with both hands: brother, what's wrong?

Brother Qi: If you don't call your brother, why call you?

Brother Qi: I don’t know your name

Brother Qi: Is it obvious?Not nice

Brother Qi: Brother is the best listener~

Over there, Fu Mingyuan, who was discussing the contract with the executives, suddenly fell silent.

The executives looked at each other in blank dismay. Could it be that their conditions are too bad?

Fu Mingyuan won't be determined to go out and do it alone, will he?

"That...Ming Yuan, if you want to add some conditions, we can discuss..."

Fu Mingyuan hummed: "Sorry, I'm not dissatisfied with the content of the contract, it's just that I want to start my own studio..."

To be independent, you don't need to have a mother's halo.

The executive sighed.

At this moment, there was a knock on the office door, and a well-maintained man in a white suit pushed in.

The senior executives were stunned when they saw the person coming: "Mr. Shen, you are here."

Shen Bozong nodded with a smile, then looked at Fu Mingyuan.

"Boss Shen." Fu Mingyuan stood up and nodded to him.

Shen Bozong smiled heartily: "In the blink of an eye, you will be the movie king."

"Young man, it's good to have a dream."

Seeing that the two of them had something to say, the executives withdrew immediately.

After the others left, Shen Bozong patted Fu Mingyuan on the shoulder and sighed: "My son is only four years younger than you."

Fu Mingyuan frowned without a trace.

Although Shen Bozong has friendship with his father, his reputation in the circle has not been very good.

His wife fell ill due to childbirth. He took Xiaosan home and was beaten by his wife, causing her to commit suicide.

Although these rumors were suppressed because of Shen Bozong's power, they were still the stuff of conversation that everyone occasionally brought up after dinner.

Although these things have passed for many years.

And his son who never showed up, Shen Bozong obviously protected his son very well.

Shen Bozong sighed, and continued: "I also had some e-sports dreams, but in the end, I was beaten back to reality."

"Sooner or later, I will take over my family property."

Fu Mingyuan took two steps forward. He was a little taller than Shen Bozong, and he had the illusion of looking down on people.

"Uncle Shen, if you don't work hard, no one knows what will happen."

"Do it well." Shen Bozong took a deep look at him: "Next month's <Actors Match>, I want my son to go to the scene to see it. At that time, I also hope that my nephew will take care of me."

"Speaking of which, he lives in the same community as you now."

......

Fu Mingyuan looked down at the phone.

"Then I'll go first, Mr. Shen."

......

"It's done?" Du Jing was relieved when he saw Fu Mingyuan come out.

Fu Mingyuan nodded, but the expression on his face was not very happy.

"Then why do you act like I owe you money?"

"Did Shen Bozong tell you anything?"

Fu Mingyuan moved his lips, and unconsciously rubbed his fingers on the screen of the phone.

The two walked forward for a while, and Fu Mingyuan stopped suddenly: "A person, why do you like to call other people's brother?"

Du Jing:? ? ?

Seeing his puzzled expression, Fu Mingyuan looked away.

He felt that he was really bewildered. First he threw gifts at him, but now he actually cared about the other party calling others "brother".

......

Your Brother Qi: Brother?

Your brother Qi: transfer 10000 yuan

After transferring the money, Shen Qi felt relieved.

The platform administrator has replied to him.

——[Internet dating Xiao Tiantian, hello, a user reported that your live broadcast room involved illegal content, please rectify it in time]

——[Brother~how to unblock~]

——[Non-subscribed users submit live room information for review, and it will be processed according to the actual situation within 48 hours. Subscribed users can contact the directly responsible management for unblocking processing]

Shen Qi clicked his tongue.

Another 48 hours.

Whoever reported it, he is an anchor who has not signed a contract, what is there to be reported.

Shen Qi casually clicked on someone else's live broadcast room, and then continued to tease the administrator.

——[Brother, how to submit for review~]

——[Click on the review link]

——[Thank you little brother administrator]

The other party seemed to be silent for a while before replying——[You're welcome]

——[You are not a robot, brother administrator]

This time, the administrator did not reply at all.

Shen Qi clicked on review, and a subwoofer male voice suddenly came out from the speaker, and he raised his eyes to look at the live broadcast room.

It happened to be the live broadcast room of Brother Gou, the most popular player on the Jedi section of the platform.

He listened for a while, then quit.

The voice is not as good as his Bangyi.

Over there, Fu Mingyuan, who logged into his account, glanced at the only person on the watch list, who was in someone else's live broadcast room.

The Yebao platform is not very good. If you contribute, you can check the location of the anchor.

He clicked in and took a look, then backed out within a minute.

This...is his brother again?

Fu Mingyuan frowned as he watched the transfer on the WeChat interface.

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