I heard that there is someone on the anchor

It is impossible to make progress, Hai Fei verbally rejected Mr. Zuo's hooliganism, and went to the kitchen decisively to pour a glass of water.

"Drink, go back after drinking." Hai Fei held up the glass and handed it to Zuo Tu.

The left apprentice took the water, it was warm, he raised his head and drank half of it.

"Can you spare time on Wednesday?" Zuo Tu asked, holding a water glass.

Haifei said: "Wednesday? Normal live broadcast, oh no, go to an event."

Zuo Tu lightly frowned, "What activity?"

Haitang lowered her eyelids, "It's a variety show, recorded in Nanjing."

Wednesday is the 14th, Valentine's Day.

Zuo Tu's plan ended before it even started. The dark feeling in his heart, what kind of hot chicken variety show is going to be recorded on Valentine's Day, these people don't have any partners, do they want to sublimate their feelings?

Zuo Tu held his breath and asked again: "What variety show? Is it important?"

Hai Fei disliked being tired from standing, so he walked to the sofa and sat down, then touched the remote control behind the sofa cushions to turn on the TV.

Haifei thought it was time to get a dog, living alone was indeed a bit deserted, and there was an echo when the two of them stood in the living room and talked.

"Battle XX." Hai Fei tuned a station, which happened to be broadcast on weekend nights, "Have you seen it, this is it."

"..." Zuo Tu hadn't even heard his name. He was watching TV, and several people were jumping up and down laughing, as if they were in an amusement park or something.

Zuo Tu glanced at the logo, and vaguely remembered that Watermelon Live was still a sponsor, "Who were there in your episode?"

Haifei reported a few names, first and second tier stars are regulars, he can be regarded as a guest guest, and he might show a few faces within an hour or two after an episode.

Well, maybe he is good-looking, and we can cut a few more shots of him in post-editing.

But there are a few ugly ones who can participate in variety shows.

"Understood," Zuo Tu said, but he didn't know anything.

The names of those stars sound familiar, but Zuo Tu may not know any of them standing in front of him in real life.

Zuo Tu thought for a while, "How do I get there that day? Driving or something else?"

Haifei said: "High-speed rail." During the Chinese New Year, driving at high speed is prone to traffic jams, and the time difference between the plane and the high-speed rail is not much different.

The left disciple was a little angry, and he also thought that it was not suitable to drive during this time.

But the first Valentine's Day was in a different place... Mr. Zuo drove home alone in a rather depressed mood.

On Wednesday, Haifei went to the high-speed rail station with his assistant.

His itinerary was kept secret all the way, and he only asked for a day off on Weibo and live broadcast. If he can catch up, he can return in the evening.

There was also a message from Zuo Tu the night before on WeChat.

"I miss you, I miss you, good night."

At 23:[-], Haifei replied with a string of ellipses.

During the day, Zuo disciple stared at a string of ellipsis and fidgeted.

He kept telling himself that he was working in a proper manner, so don't be idle.

The very idle Zuotu sat in the office and clicked on Haifei's previous live broadcast recording, and the post-editing was thoughtful with subtitles.

It is not necessary to say a few words in 10 minutes, but the number of clicks is very high, and the bullet screen is full of cheers, shouting 666 and calling my husband, and there are loyal fans who come to check in every day.

Check in... After contacting left and right, Zuo Tu knew what it meant, silently clicked a like and quit, the more I read it, the more I thought about it.

Nanjing, Nanjing...

"Xiao He, come in."

Xiao He came in, standing in front of Zuo Tu's desk, gentle and handsome.

Xiao He is actually not young. His wife is a college classmate, and she got married as a graduate student. Now the child can crawl.

Zuo Tu knocked on the table with his mobile phone, and asked inexplicably, "Can artists come to visit the variety show recording?"

Xiao He: "..."

The scandal between the popular anchor and President Duojin has spread to version 8.0 in the company, and half of it is leaked from the secretariat.

Xiao He just listened to a few incidentally, and he was very clear about the events of the previous few days.

So, Poseidon went to record the show?

Xiao He thought so in his heart, and then said without changing his face: "That depends on which variety show you want to go to. The platform and the head office have sponsored many shows."

Zuo Tu frowned, and said flatly, "Give me a copy of the list."

Hey, trying to cover up...

Mr. Zuo, you might as well admit it directly, so I can arrange the itinerary.

Xiao He nodded, "OK."

"finished?"

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when Hai Fei saw the message, and the group had dinner in a private club.

The recording process went smoothly, a group of people left two families, and the rest were single dogs, especially cheesy, preparing KTV all night for Valentine's Day.

Hai Fei, who already had a boyfriend, couldn't make a sound, and was pushed to the banquet after hesitation.

I drank half of it before remembering to look at my phone. I was so tired after running all day that I couldn't be interested in anything.

"Hey, don't go to KTV, go to my house, Sea God will take us to eat chicken, how about asking the driver to take you to the airport tomorrow morning?"

Ming Ruohe suggested that she made her debut as a child star and was only 18 after the new year. She has a unique temperament. She usually uses the fairy girl design, but in private she is a girl with a serious Internet addiction. Haifei's fan girl, she always sips a sea god at the recording site .

"Sea God, Sea God, is it okay? My brother also came home a few days ago, he has always wanted to double row with you..." Ming Ruohe was sitting next to Hai Fei, betraying his twin brother mercilessly, She blinked at Hai Fei.

"Okay, I don't have a schedule tomorrow."

"No, I can't go, I'm too tired today."

……

The last ones to go were Chen Qigao and Hai Fei.

Seeing that Ming Ruohe couldn't say anything against him, Haifei nodded in agreement, and replied to Zuotu's message.

"Stayed at a guest's house and will go back tomorrow."

After waiting for a few minutes, Zuo Tu didn't reply, so Hai Fei put away his phone.

Out of the clubhouse.

Chen Qigao put Hai Fei's shoulders on his shoulders and spoke from behind, "You really want to participate in the Masters."

Hai Fei was blown by the wind, sobered up a lot, and hummed in a low voice.

Chen Qigao was wiped off his face by the cold wind. He is also a professional player but only plays LOL. When he retired, he was as glorious as Haifei.

They are very few existences in this circle, and more people can't fight, their hands are crippled, and they have retired with infamy.

Chen Qigao couldn't understand Hai Fei's thoughts for a while, "No, I have retired for two more years, if the game is lost..."

What will those trolls say, Robbie, rookie...

Chen Qigao didn't want to talk anymore, he let out a heavy breath.

Hai Fei gathered his clothes, and his expression was natural: "I didn't think about anything else, I only took a copper pot in China for two years, not to mention Europe and the United States, Koreans are all jumping on our faces."

After a pause, Haifei continued: "You can't always make wedding dresses for others even if you are at home, or the masters will change hands directly, the Korean masters, the Spanish masters..."

Hai Fei's tone was very light, as if it could be dissipated in the cold wind at any time.

There was only a heavy snowfall in Nanjing a few days ago, and remnants of snow can still be seen on the side of the road.

It is always very cold when the snow is melting, and white mist comes out of my mouth when I talk.

After Chen Qigao listened, he spoke for a while, "Brother..."

I don't know what to say, except for last year's ABC team's Gao Lele who won the bronze pot, there are only two or three domestic players in the top ten. The performance of offline competitions in the past one or two years is really unsatisfactory.

Having said that, food is the original sin.

This sentence is the same in all arenas, who cares how much sweat and tears you shed behind your back.

King and loser.

Chen Qigao suddenly had mixed feelings, and finally said, "Come on for you."

...don't fall off the throne, there are thorns below.

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Under the Sea God's Throne are not thorns, but roses.