The days of women's clothing at station b

Xin Yan wrinkled her small face until she returned home, still depressed.

Xiao Wei'an thought of a few jokes to make the other party happy, but to no avail, it made him even more depressed.

"The plot in the movie is based on acting, why do you have to be so absorbed in watching it?"

Xin Yan pursed her lips, snatched the popcorn bucket from the other party's arms, reached out and stuffed it into her mouth, "Art comes from life, there must be such problematic families in this world, how many times does that little girl have?" Poor, she has not been able to live in a healthy family since she was a child, and she is completely different from others when she grows up, her inferiority complex must be twisted, how can this tell who is right and who is wrong?"

Xin Yan took out another handful of popcorn, looked at the bright yellow popcorn in her hand, took a deep breath, and finished it in one gulp again, "So human beings are really annoying, they always have so much emotion, they are really too weak."

Xiao Wei'an raised his eyebrows, that is, there are few people on the road now, if others hear Xin Yan's words, they may treat him as a mental illness.

"Okay, you are amazing."

Xin Yan felt tight in his chest and was eager to express, but the people around him were like cotton. He wanted to have a drooling duel with the other party, but all he got was Xiao Wei'an's soft comfort.

Going all the way, there is nothing left to say.

Back home, Xin Yan took the lead to take a shower. Xiao Wei'an naturally picked up the towel and waited on the sofa. After Xin Yan came out, he picked up the towel and covered the other party's head. He rubbed the towel skillfully with his big hands, absorbing the Excess moisture in hair.

Xin Yan lowered her head, checked a certain blog with her mobile phone, and found that it hadn't been updated in the past two days, and the fan growth remained at single digits, like an expired Internet celebrity. After thinking for a moment, he decided on the content of tonight's live broadcast.

In the live broadcast room of station B, viewers can also enter the live broadcast room before the broadcast starts. Sometimes the screen is the content of the live broadcast before the carousel, or it is simply a black screen, but this does not affect everyone's mood of chatting first.

Just like a group of penguins, when it’s about the same time, lie down on the bed after eating and drinking, and then click on the golden live broadcast room to say hello to the partners who came earlier.

Mo Chen: Wow, Goddess is a bit late today, it's already 8:20.

Fake chest-haired rabbit: It is estimated that he was pressed on the bed by a local tyrant, so tired that he couldn't get up.

Nye’: Bet Goddess looks tired today.

Jiu Xuanyu: Do you have a fan base for the goddess?Is there a deity?Looking for an organization.

Waste spicy: Hey, you little idiot upstairs, take a notebook and write down the penguin number: 347248055.

Fake Chest Hair Bunny: Hush!The anchor seems to be here!

After the fake chest hair bunny posted a comment, more than 20 other viewers looked at the screen together, and it seemed that the dark picture had indeed become a little different.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of mobilizing the microphone came from the ear, making the audience in the live broadcast room boil instantly, and the words of welcome swiped the screen.

Xin Yan put on the earphones and tried the mic, "Hey, can you hear me?"

Qingyu: QAQ can hear the goddess, do you not turn on the voice changer?

West Lake Vinegar Fish: The original sound?feel good.

Youzhi: Wait!The goddess is a boy?This setting is a bit cute, and the phantom limb is a bit tired?

A monster: A little fool with a long arc.

Maomao: I can hear you!It's the original tone!

A few small fans were still lingering in the world of Ben Yin, and saw the anchor click on the voice changer, choose a saved voice, and when he spoke again, he turned into a cute loli.

The egg rolls: Although the original sound is also nice, it is still comfortable to listen to a female voice. After all, the goddess is wearing a small skirt and has short pink and tender hair [funny.jpg]

Su Zeabu: Sure enough, this is the only way to make my dick hard.

Sundial: Mengxin can't keep up with your rhythm...

The bottle opened into the big chrysanthemum: Hahahahahahahahaha.

Seeing the peaceful atmosphere in the barrage, Xin Yan stopped paying attention.He turned bangs to the camera and followed the shape of the puff sleeves, "Today I went to see a movie. It was about a little girl who was beaten by her father since she was a child. She had a fever and almost fell into a coma the day before the college entrance examination. Her father Completely unable to fulfill due responsibilities, still drinking and in debt, she failed to get into the ideal university in the end, and chose to go to a technical school..."

Yao Ai Taiyang: The plot is a little familiar, is it the recently released "Every Other"?

What about he: I also watched this, and the early stage of the plot was very depressing, although it also became be later.

Cuttlefish: Did the goddess cry?Several people around me said that after watching it, they really wanted to cry a lot to vent, and Cuttlefish's shoulders will be yours to lean on.

"In the technical school, she got good grades, and she didn't fit in with the people around her. Everyone rejected her, but the male lead was willing to chat with her and ask about her studies. Yes, I think it's very depressing. Generally speaking, it's more literary. The movie, but the dark side is too obvious. I don’t recommend going to the cinema to watch the movie, the plot is old-fashioned, just wait for the online version.”

Xin Yan paused, picked up the water glass that Xiao Wei'an had prepared for him, and took a sip, "So, I'm not in a very good mood today, so I want to do a live broadcast of emotions."

Painting Boats and Listening to Yumian: Touch your head, miss, stop crying (cross out)

Ferry City: Emotional Orientation?how is it like?

The big thing was killed by me: comfort the goddess for a second, the goddess will adjust her mentality soon, the movie affected the mood, which proves that it was done well, but it made my goddess feel bad, so I decided not to watch it!

Watcher: Hello Goddess QAQ.

Xin Yan originally had a serious expression on her face, but when she saw the word "watchman", the girl she met during the day flashed in her mind, "Hello, hello."

The big thing was killed by me:? ? ?Why did the goddess greet Lao Geng?

How to break the heart: a touch of green on the head of the local tyrant?

Watchman: Don't talk nonsense, I'm a girl.

Young Master Qingshi: ...

Burning Peach Blossom Fairy: ...

Qingyi: ...Although I don't want to destroy the formation, I still want to express my surprise. Fuck, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Huachuan Tingyumian: I was so scared that I hurried out to see the gender of the watchman Penguin.

Xin Yan was overjoyed in her heart, but her mouth remained twitching on her face. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and turned her head, her shoulders trembled, and her suppressed laughter was almost released.

Xiao Wei'an came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Seeing Xin Yan's expression of wanting to smile, he thought it was funny too. He leaned over and took a look at the barrage, and thought of the girl from the daytime, "You've decided to be a virtuous person. ?"

Beater: Heck, I ran into a goddess when I went out today. After taking a photo, I decided not to be a big guy anymore. From now on, I will be a cute and cute girl. I hope everyone can adapt as soon as possible.

"This is too scary. Cough today's emotional content is that everyone can send me a private message on Weibo, ask any questions, or ask me to do what I can do to satisfy everyone, but I hope everyone can Treat me as an emotional anchor, and share with us your emotional journey, what funny memories you have, who are the scumbags, and is there anyone you can't bear to part with."

Xin Yan clicked on a certain blog's webpage, refreshed the interface, and clicked on the private message section, "I will read everyone's content here, if the limit of private messages is unacceptable, I will add a special content for today's live broadcast, Would you like to comment enthusiastically?"

It was the first time for the audience in the live broadcast room to experience this kind of activity, and they all raised their small hands to express their approval. Some fans already clicked on a certain blog app, and looked at Xiaoyan xy's private message, hesitating and not knowing what to say.

Confession?Make complaints?

Of course I choose to confess!

Xin Yan refreshed the webpage, and soon received the first private message.

Xin Yan's husband: I love you.

Xin Yan glanced at the id, then at the content, and unsurely moved the mouse over the person's profile picture, it was a girl.

"Cough, Xin Yan's... Well, I love you too."

Xiao Weian, who was cutting watermelon in the kitchen, raised his ears, put down the kitchen knife vigilantly, and took out his mobile phone.