This UP can't move

Yao Shuyu was surprised:

"These people are thieves. Seeing the heat come up, they signed the contract immediately. It's only been a few days."

"Well," Su Qihan said embarrassedly, biting the straw, "it's all thanks to you."

Yao Shuyu put one leg on the knee of the other, leaned against the back of the chair, sat like an old man, raised his eyebrows and said:

"What credit do I have?"

Su Qihan said seriously: "Yes! If you didn't recommend it on Lechu..."

Yao Shuyu almost choked on a sip of milk tea, and begged Su Qihan to do well, and stop talking.

Now when he hears the word Le Chu, the first and the second big, as an old Internet celebrity who is about to pass away, if he is not really embarrassed to show people his little shit on F station, he will tear it up in anger. vest.

Or be thicker-skinned and say something like "Hi, I am actually the UP owner with the most fans in station F, thank you." It is not impossible.

But Mr. Yao is a bit of an inexplicable burden. He can ask for attention during the live broadcast without blushing and heartbeat.

But it's all because people followed his live broadcast or watched his videos, whether he is a fan or not depends on whether he has the ability to retain people.

He'd never sold himself to someone who didn't know anything about his romantic history, no, his romantic history.

Furthermore, he still had some twists and turns in his mind.

He hopes that his fans, including Su Qihan now, will pay attention to him because they like the content he submits, no matter how bad it is, it must be because he is good-looking, not because "Anyway, you just pay attention to me for manual things Let's be fans of each other" This kind of reason can be done by anyone.

Moreover, what if the video he cast happens to be outside of Su Qihan's interest?

That would be even more boring.

What's more, he still wanted to wait to see Su Qihan's surprised expression when he found out that Mr. Yao belonged to Station F.

Yao Shuyu, who has such a high realm, turned his face purple. After holding back for a long time, he still couldn't hold back. He secretly swore that he was just trying to test others:

"Then what, do you usually go to Station F?"

Su Qihan was taken aback: "What?"

Yao Shuyu mentioned: "FireUP Video Bullet Screen, Ryan's video was posted there."

"Oh!" When it came to the video, Su Qihan came to his senses, "I know about that website, but I don't usually use it much."

Yao Shuyu burst into tears: Yes, if you used it too much, I would have lost my job. Do you still need to put a chef label on the top of your head?

Su Qihan explained: "Before this summer vacation, I didn't have much time for entertainment. I was still learning a lot of things."

Although Yao Shuyu didn't know the specific situation of his family, but after thinking about it a little, he could probably guess what was going on.

A neurotic father who lost his beloved wife put his high hopes and expectations and the burden of "not letting your mother down" on his son, forcing him to fall in love with learning.

In just a short time, Su Qihan's father has successfully been portrayed as a villain in Yao Shuyu's mind.

Yao Shuyu sighed imperceptibly:

"Take your time. Station F is an interesting place. Of course, there are many other platforms and games that you can get in touch with. Maybe you will become an Internet addicted teenager after playing."

"No, no, I don't like playing games very much," Su Qihan smiled, and rubbed his nose a little embarrassedly, "Boys like me are very, very rare, right?"

A certain UP owner who is good at making game videos was shot in the heart, forced to find a sense of commonality with others, and said with chest tightness and shortness of breath:

"How come, I don't play much now."

Yao Shuyu suddenly thought that Su Qihan came up with such a bad idea of ​​live-streaming gallbladder training in order to adapt to the start of the school year. Then he thought of the two key words "summer vacation" and "19 years old", and he understood that after this vacation, Su Qihan had to re- Back to school.

He speculated that maybe Su Qihan's freshman year was not going well, just like in high school, so he wanted to try to change himself.

So he thought about it and asked:

"You said that you only started to spend time on entertainment this summer vacation, because there are usually a lot of things in school?"

"No," Su Qihan waved his hands and explained, "I just finished the college entrance examination this year, and now I'm taking college entrance examination leave for three months."

Yao Shuyu nodded, and realized that the college entrance examination holiday really had to be a little crazy.

He followed Su Qihan's few words and speculated secretly. He probably didn't have an easy time studying at home.

There are only a few days left in July, and the results must have been announced long ago, but Yao Shuyu didn't ask.

Although he wanted to know, he really didn't want to act like the seven aunts and eight aunts who gather around people every year and festival and ask "how did you do in the exam this year".

It's not good to put pressure on others. What if the little cutie fails the exam and becomes autistic after asking?

It is said that Xiaocutie's father is still a university teacher, and he may have his own connections, so he is not too worried.

"Then what are your plans?" Yao Shuyu naturally changed the subject, "I'm talking about the live broadcast, are you going to sign a contract?"

Su Qihan continued to bite the straw, and said in a low voice:

"No, I don't know, so I want to ask your opinion."

"Ask me?" Yao Shuyu raised his eyebrows and teased him, "Are you listening to me?"

Su Qihan nodded obediently: "Well, listen to you."

Satisfied, Yao Shuyu clicked his tongue and said with a smile, "What a cutie."

Then, before Su Qihan got into embarrassment, he started chatting about serious matters: "Can you tell me, what kind of treatment will I give you?"

"Well," Su Qihan said hurriedly, regardless of blushing, "The basic salary for an internship is [-], and after becoming a full-time employee, it will be [-]. Gifts will be [-]-[-] with the platform. Well, I am now [-]-[-] percent."

Yao Shuyu raised her eyebrows and joked: "Huh? Do you also do an internship in this line of work? How long?"

Su Qihan replied: "One to three months, depending on the situation."

Although Bobo is one of the largest platforms in China, the price of new anchors is about the same. Yao Shuyu nodded and continued to ask:

"How long do they want to sign with you? What about the signing fee? Do you know that you can join the union?"

Su Qihan spoke a few words, trying to speak concisely:

"I've learned about it, and said it's more secure, but I don't, I don't really want to join it. The platform said they would sign with me for a year, um, the signing fee is [-]."

Yao Shuyu secretly boasted that he was a clever little ghost when he heard the first half of the sentence, but frowned after hearing the second half.

In addition to today, Su Qihan aired a total of four times, and the total duration did not exceed three hours. However, because of "President Yao"'s secret operation, he already has less than [-] fans, and now the live broadcast is basically stable at around two or three thousand popularity.

With the care of Mr. Yao's own little fans, as well as the crowd of people who eat melons like Ryan fans and wild kitchen mushroom fans, if Su Qihan works hard on his own, it is not impossible to become popular.

In case Su Qihan wants to open up one day and show his face again, it can even be said that it will be a matter of time before he becomes popular in his division.

Maybe it will become popular soon.

The reason why the platform signed him for 2 yuan for a year is open to discussion.

It's possible that Su Qihan's live broadcast room hasn't improved much this year, it's only a little hot like now, and the platform won't suffer.

It is also possible that Su Qihan suddenly became a small Internet celebrity in this year, and the platform is equivalent to earning a "price difference".

The sub-channel OW who came to invite him probably took a fancy to his potential, and was betting whether the deal would not lose or make a profit.

Yao Shuyu accepted the smiley face and did not comment for the time being, just asked:

"What about liquidated damages, did you ask?"

Facts have proved that once he suppressed his foolish smile, he still had a "general" aura. Like a student whose homework was checked by the teacher, Su Qihan involuntarily straightened his back, and began to stumble again:

"I asked, I asked, the liquidated damages are, two to twenty times the signing fee."

Yao Shuyu squinted his eyes, it was 40.

Seeing that he was silent, Su Qihan asked cautiously:

"What, what's the matter? I won't break the contract..."

Yao Shuyu saw that he seemed tense when he talked about "business", coughed hurriedly, and said with some amusement:

"Hey, why are you so nervous? I'm not checking your homework."

Little did they know that Su Qihan was frightened by his indifferent face.

Now that he smiled, Su Qihan's body language immediately relaxed.

"Let me give you a suggestion, you don't have to listen to me." Yao Shuyu didn't know it, very unconscious, and continued to talk about business, "Try to talk to OW on your small channel, [-] is fine, and [-] times the breach of contract is fine." Yes, but only for half a year."

Yao Shuyu put his idle legs in order, leaned his upper body forward, folded his hands on the small table of the milk tea shop, just like the office where he was sitting, said a little seriously :

"If it can be negotiated, sign it."

If he wasn't dressed in pink right now, he could have said lines like "It's good that you managed to get my attention".

Su Qihan didn't ask why, but still nodded seriously and humbly:

"Okay, I, I will try, but it may not be possible to negotiate..."

"It doesn't matter if we can't talk, don't take it so seriously. If you think it's okay, you can sign it for a year." Yao Shuyu used all the tenderness available at the moment to comfort him, "The things you need to buy for college There are a lot of things, at least 2 yuan is enough for you to get a good game notebook.”

Fully enough to provide hardware support for becoming an Internet addicted teenager.

Su Qihan completely relaxed, hummed a little excitedly, and almost pulled out another good person card with his backhand.

Yao Shuyu nodded like a kind old father, and asked again:

"So, what about the platform's requirements for you? Don't sign if it's too harsh."

Su Qihan had already finished his milk tea, and his eyes were almost on the same level as they were staring at the straw. He was trying his best to suck the taro balls and pearls at the bottom of the plastic cup. Hearing this, he quickly swallowed the pearls in his mouth.

Yao Shuyu, whose face was covered in cuteness, couldn't laugh or cry: "Swallow slowly."

As soon as the voice fell, he himself wanted to be crooked, so he quietly took a deep breath.

Su Qihan didn't realize the hidden inappropriateness in these words, and answered seriously:

"Well, at least 20 days a month, because it is a food channel, so it is enough to broadcast 50 hours a month, but, but you have to reach a certain popularity and popularity to get the full basic salary, and there will be examinations and assessments at the end of the month. If the effect is good, maybe...you can get a commission."

Yao Shuyu summed it up, and it was quite reasonable.

Anyway, it is a big platform, even if there is a situation of bullying newcomers, it will not be too obvious.

If you want to make a fuss about popularity and popularity...he can just make a small contribution.

"It's okay." Yao Shuyu helped him throw the wiped milk tea cup into the trash can, "Where are the benefits? Recommendations or something like that."

Su Qihan shook his head: "There shouldn't be any at the moment."

Reasonably, Yao Shuyu nodded:

"What's more... Can you arrange your own time after school?"

Su Qihan clenched his hands a little bit, and made a gesture of preparing to roll up his sleeves and work harder:

"Yes, yes!"

Yao Shuyu chuckled, trusting him very much, and finally said:

"Well, when you sign, take a good look at the agreement, and pay special attention to those clauses that violate the contract. To put it bluntly, you have to look carefully at everything that involves money, and there is nothing wrong with it. Oh yes, and there is..."

Su Qihan was not annoyed at all when he heard his ramblings, and nodded obediently and seriously.

Yao Shuyu smiled, raised her eyebrows and picked up her own voice:

"Also, don't forget the rich and the noble, cutie."

The tips of Su Qihan's ears were red, but he still couldn't hold it back. He burst out laughing, and even protracted his words a bit like a sigh:

"Mr. Yao, you are really nice..."

Yao Shuyu took the good person card and got soft, so she can nod naturally and accept it frankly.

Who knew that Su Qihan's next sentence would be:

"If only my dad was like you..."

The corners of Yao Shuyu's mouth twitched, there was nothing to love, she thought: The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when I treat you as my cutie, but you want to recognize me as your father.

Su Qihan seems to easily fall into the mode of talking to himself, and he is still whispering:

"...but my dad certainly wouldn't dye a lock of blue hair, and he certainly wouldn't let me do it."

Yao Shuyu was helpless, this little cutie didn't stammer at all when talking to herself.

He propped his chin with one hand, and deliberately asked for a verbal advantage:

"Come on, tell Dad, do you really like this pinch of my... blue hair?"

Su Qihan didn't care about the joke, nodded, and said with bright eyes:

"Well, gray-blue gray-blue, a handful, pretty."

Yao Shuyu raised her eyebrows happily, and competed with herself: "Does only hair look good? What about me?"

"Don't, other people's dyeing is very non-mainstream." Su Qihan was a little embarrassed to praise others in person, but he said honestly, "But you dye it well and look good."

Yao Shuyu, who received two compliments, expressed his satisfaction, and casually paid attention to his little fan with shining eyes:

"You never dyed your hair, did you?"

Su Qihan shook his head: "No, I haven't dyed it, my hair color is a little light."

"Well, of course, it looks good." Yao Shuyu chuckled, "It still looks... a bit soft."

What is mutual flattery among adults?This is called.

But I'm afraid that this touting is sincere.

It is so easy to make people happy physically and mentally.

Su Qihan was a little happy when he got the praise, and became more courageous. He regarded Yao Shuyu as Tony's teacher, and chatted with him about hairstyles with great interest:

"I'm quite, quite ordinary. Well, my father may not allow you to dye your hair, but you may be able to perm it. I've always wanted to get a curl...or the one that's been very popular recently, that tinfoil perm!"

Su Qihan, who was wearing an afro-like head, really made Yao Shuyu's imagination incompetent.

Yao Shuyu considered it for a while, and said tactfully:

"Isn't there a saying on the music that you post-zeros like to play?"

Su Qihan blinked: "What?"

Yao Shuyu's expression was indifferent: "The scumbag has big waves, and the scumbag is hot with tinfoil."

Su Qihan was stunned: "Huh?...Oh."

"But you are different," Yao Shuyu said blankly, "Boss Yao won't let you get hot."

Su Qihan froze for an instant. Although his head was downcast, he still listened to the words very naturally: "...Oh."

Only then did Yao's father nod his head, and gave a piece of candy with a stick:

"Good boy. Your hair is so good, what if you burn it? It's not worth it. It's okay to dye it, but don't bleach it too often, it will hurt your hair."

Su Qihan put his hand on his head and snored:

"Okay, okay?"

Seeing it, Yao Shuyu felt itchy in his heart: "Well, it looks really good now."

"Thank you, thank you." Su Qihan recovered a little bit of energy, but said with regret, "But, but I really like pretty colors..."

Yao Shuyu raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

Su Qihan playfully and unknowingly showed the tip of his tongue a little, then quickly retracted it, saying:

"Well, I, I'm an art student."

Yao Shuyu suddenly remembered Su Qihan's Weibo profile picture.

Oh, that's it, it turns out that it's the art bacteria that can't be controlled all over the body.

He nodded his head to express his understanding, and half of his mind was taken away by the tip of his tongue, and he opened his mouth to say:

"Then what do you regret doing? I'll show you what color you like."

Su Qihan froze for a moment, and Yao Shuyu came back to his senses instantly. Just when he felt that it was very inappropriate to speak like this with the person he met for the first time, and wanted to say "I'm joking", Su Qihan asked happily:

"Are you serious, really!"

Yao Shuyu is like a dementia at this time.

He said dully, "Well, really."

There were four big characters written on Su Qihan's face: you, person, truth, and good.

Yao Shuyu's principle, which had been offline for a long time, was finally back online, and he demanded:

"Green is not acceptable."

When Yao Shuyu finally finished his cup of milk tea with halved sugar but still sweet, the sky outside still had no intention of getting dark.

He opened WeChat, sent Su Qihan a picture of the "Three Sisters Snacks" signboard, and changed the note to "Little Ajiu" before saying:

"Let's go?"

Su Qihan saved the photo, nodded and stood up.

Yao Shuyu couldn't hold it back, and glanced at the note he had left for herself.

All right, Mr. Yao will be Mr. Yao, otherwise what else could it be.

As soon as they stepped out of the air-conditioned room, they were instantly overwhelmed by hot and humid air.

Yao Shuyu looked at the time, it was not yet seven o'clock, but he really couldn't think of a suitable reason for the two of them to stay for a while, and he didn't want Su Qihan to go back too late, so he said:

"I'll take you back and take a taxi."

Su Qihan waved his hands quickly, and even took half a step back:

"No, no need! Today is already a lot of trouble for you!"

Yao Shuyu chuckled lightly:

"Don't bother, you are soft on people, but you are short on mouth. I drank your milk tea."

Su Qihan instantly reasoned: "I, I ate yours too!"

Yao Shuyu coughed twice, almost choking on her own saliva.

He secretly scolded himself as a beast, thinking about other things all day long, just pretending to be some colored waste, which is really promising.

Su Qihan took a step forward, stretched out his hand facing him, walked around behind him and patted his back:

"No, are you alright?"

Yao Shuyu waved his hand, thinking in a complicated mood: Something is going on, something big.

Su Qihan fought hard:

"I, I'll take a taxi back too, soon, I'll tell you when I get home, okay?"

Everyone is so obedient, Yao Shuyu can't force it anymore, it seems that he really wants to know where he lives.

The words came to his lips: "...Where do you live? Is it far away?"

Su Qihan hurriedly explained: "It's not far, it's on Lin'an Road."

"Okay, let me know when we get there." He nodded, and while Su Qihan was relieved, he took out his mobile phone and entered the address to quickly order an online taxi, then raised his mobile phone and said, "Take a taxi and go, I will Let's see you get in the car, and tell the master the specific location later."

Su Qihan was stunned: "Why are you..."

But this time, he was very spineless and only started to resist for a second:

"No, no need, I will take the taxi myself. When the car arrives, you can take a seat. I, I will see you go."

Yao Shuyu's face collapsed, indicating that resistance was futile, and she said like a child:

"I just called you cute, so you're disobedient? That's fine, don't argue about it."

The cutie immediately shut herself up: "...Oh."

Immediately, Su Qihan fumbled out his mobile phone, and when Yao Shuyu thought he was just trying to call him a taxi, he said aggrievedly:

"Then, can, can you take a picture with me? Papa Yao..."

The autistic boy who couldn't speak smoothly one second, learned to play jokes the next second.

Alarm bells rang in Yao Shuyu's mind.

Foul, true foul.

Let alone a photo, let him take a vlog on the spot.

After sending Su Qihan into the car, Yao Shuyu even had the urge to take a walk from City C back to City A.

Sighing, he flagged down a taxi.

In order to make it easier to catch the plane tomorrow morning, he booked a hotel near the airport, and the drive would be longer.

Sure enough, Su Qihan arrived home while he was still on the road.He turned off the map interface of the online car-hailing service and switched to WeChat.

The news of "Little Ah Jiu" appeared at the top.

- I'm home, how about you?

-Soon

- then tell me when you arrive

Yao Shuyu smiled, and typed "Hello" on the phone's keyboard, and Su Qihan replied him with an emoji of Shiba Inu nodding.

He chuckled and didn't return, but closed his eyes and rested his mind.

a bit tired.

But tired and happy.

Back at the hotel, after Yao Shuyu sent Su Qihan the news, he took a shower non-stop, and blushed again when he picked up his underwear.

After washing and coming out, Xiao Ah Jiu had indeed replied to him.

-OK

- I'm so happy today, I haven't even played with my friends

- thank you for coming

Yao Shuyu's face darkened slightly, thinking of Su Qihan's phrase "I also want to make friends" during the live broadcast, I suddenly felt sorry for him.

Yao Shuyu replied:

- you're welcome cutie

-I am also very happy

Su Qihan's side showed that he was typing, and a message came after a while, and Yao Shuyu chatted with him:

- won't you be bored?

-Won't

- Haha that's good, it just goes too fast...

Yao Shuyu gritted her molars, and put on the vest of "C City Resident" firmly on her body:

- It's okay, anyway, we are in the same city, if you think about it, I will come to accompany you

Su Qihan revealed happiness between the lines:

-Really!

- you are so kind

Yao·Professional account of the good person card·Su Yu wants to cry but has no tears.

The two chatted for a while, and then said good night to each other, although they must have not slept.

But Yao Shuyu was still thinking until before falling asleep: It's great, I can finally contact Lechu in the future.

The author has something to say: I don't understand the signing process, I'm just talking nonsense.