The anchor is showing love every day

The palms of the two touched briefly, which was extremely out of harmony with Mu Yang's lovely face, and his hands were extremely hot.

"My name is Mu Yang, and I'm a second-rate internet writer."

Mu Yang quickly adjusted his expression from being stunned, and showed a kind smile to Yan Chuang.

"You must write very well." Yan Chuang doesn't know much about the online literary circle, but he also knows that it must be a big deal to earn so much income by writing articles, "I will try my best to protect your food and life. I will also supervise Your update."

Yan Chuang was racking his brains to think about what he would say next, and Nian Maocai walked out of the room first, "It's fine if we meet, Mu Yang, please continue typing for me. A Chuang closes the door."

Thank you Master Maocai for your rescue!

Yan Chuang immediately walked out of Mu Yang's room, and closed the door intimately.

Yan Chuang followed Nian Maocai to the gate in a daze.

Nian Maocai handed him the car keys and the house keys at the door, "Do it well." After speaking, he walked out of the house through the small garden full of mushrooms.

Standing alone in front of this big house, Yan Chuang felt a little uneasy. He always felt that his mentality was so similar to that of a young daughter-in-law who just married into a wealthy family.

He was a stunned young man who had just graduated from university. He was called to this big city in this big city by a phone call from his cousin, and he was also left in this house. It is a bit false to say that he is not cowardly.

Thinking of the next time, he will be with that Mu Yang day and night, Yan Chuang felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Frankly speaking, Mu Yang's face is not the type that Yan Chuang likes. Yan Chuang's own face is often said to be delicate, and Mu Yang is even more cute than him.

However, Yan Chuang recalled the appearance of Mu Yang he saw just now.

Doesn't seem to be annoying either?

Yan Chuang turned on the phone, and the brand new phone has smooth lines and looks like a technological beauty reads;.To celebrate his university graduation, the family gave him a new laptop and mobile phone, as well as a good interview outfit. Although the outfit is temporarily out of use, the mobile phone and computer are always easy to use.

Yan Chuang put the local card in Shanghai into the phone, and then turned it on again.

There is wifi in this home, but Yan Chuang doesn't know the password. Yan Chuang stood in front of the door of Muyang's room for a while, and finally decided to use the data to download the application.

After all, Nian Maocai said that he could not disturb Mu Yang, if he broke in suddenly and interrupted the great writer's thoughts, and made that Mu Yang unhappy, he would be fired.

Yan Chuang said that he was super cowardly.

Finally, I used the Internet to slowly post Weibo.Yan Chuang opened Weibo and found that the message prompt showed 999

Yan Chuang clicked on Weibo, and the game screen recording uploaded to bilibili last night had more than 200 forwards and more than 100 comments.

'You recently gained 127 followers'

Since the ghost animal video was on the homepage last time, the other game screen recording videos have gained a lot of clicks. After the number of fans has increased, they can still be on the homepage from time to time, forming a good virtuous circle.

Bilibili is a two-dimensional barrage video website in China. Yan Chuang is an up owner of Bilibili.

At first, Yan Chuang just wanted to play and try to be an anchor, but he insisted on recording game videos for two years. From the beginning, there were basically no bullet screens and replies in the videos, and now there are nearly 1 Weibo users. With many fans, a reward for a screen recording is enough to go out for a good meal.

But Yan Chuang spent almost all of his college career in it.

Yan Chuang has been in station b for quite a long time. From the beginning, he played silently doing documentaries, and then reopened his account to release videos of himself doing Two-dimensional girls mmd and ghost animals. Now he is serious Do game screen recording regularly.

Yan Chuang's skills are not good, but he never pretends to be like other anchors. Frankly speaking, his skills are not good. When playing games, he tells a few interesting jokes from time to time to enliven the atmosphere, and his voice is still a male god. The land has its own fans.

Yan Chuang looked at the fans' replies on Weibo, and replied when he saw something interesting.

The picture of the Shanghai high-speed rail station he posted the day before yesterday also got a new reply under Weibo.

[Has the male god come to the capital city yet!?Are you here to participate in cp19! ]

[AooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooAsk for face base]

[Hands look good, lick prprprpr]

After playing with the mobile phone for a long time, Yan Chuang looked at the time and it was almost twelve o'clock. Thinking of what Maocai said, he downloaded a few food delivery apps on his mobile phone, thinking about what to give to himself and the one he had to serve The young master ordered something to eat.

The takeaway was delivered soon, and Yan Chuang knocked on the door of the great writer's room with the braised chicken.

There is no sound inside.

Yan Chuang twisted the handle, and pushed the door open without locking the inside.

Mu Yang still maintains the same posture as in the morning, wearing Hawaiian shorts and sitting cross-legged on the bed, leaning against a hill of quilts on his back, tapping on the keyboard with his fingertips, the finger movement is not fast but never stops There was no slowdown when he came down, as if he didn't need to think when he was writing.

Mu Yang's expressionless face now shows a bit of mechanical coldness, and he looks more manly than when he yelled 'I don't want an assistant' with a small face in the morning.

Yan Chuang watched and realized that he was fascinated by it.

In this way, Yan Chuang stood at the door of the room, and Mu Yang kept typing on the keyboard for 10 minutes before Mu Yang let out a long breath, fiddled with the mouse a few times to check his text, twisted and stiffened neck.

Finally, Mu Yang managed to see Yan Chuang standing at the door.

"Wow ah ah!"

Mu Yang seemed startled by Yan Chuang, and Yan Chuang was also startled by Mu Yang's cry.

"Want to have lunch?" Yan Chuang held up the braised chicken he was carrying.

In an instant, Mu Yang's code word state, which was still expressionless just now, quickly switched to a thorny smiling face.

It is really a super sunny smile, like a pear tree in full bloom in an instant, the sun is dazzling and compulsively attracting people's attention.

"Is it extra spicy!"

Yan Chuang nodded after reacting.

Yan Chuang didn't know if Mu Yang could eat spicy food, so he ordered a slightly spicy one and an extra spicy one. Originally, the extra spicy one was for himself, but he didn't care if it was slightly spicy.

"Then just wait a moment." Mu Yang got up from the bed with a whoosh.

Mu Yang walked to Yan Chuang's side, took the initiative to help Yan Chuang carry the things in his hands, and then walked downstairs to the kitchen while humming a little song.

Yan Chuang only felt the subtle weirdness, but when he saw Mu Yang humming a song and walking down in a good mood, he suddenly found out where his subtle weirdness came from!

Mu Yang was actually half a head taller than him.

Yan Chuang's height is 179 centimeters, which is not considered the height of a male god, but it is also much higher than the average height of Chinese men of 170 centimeters.This Mu Yang with a childlike face is actually half a head taller than him, so how tall is he, nearly 1.9 meters?

This feeling is very complicated, Yan Chuang followed Mu Yang down the steps.

Three hours ago, Yan Chuang just added the expression of "Xiaoshou" to this great writer, but now he wants to tear off this label and add the label of "taller than himself".

Humming the tune all the way, Mu Yang seemed in a good mood, took the initiative to find a bowl from the kitchen, and poured the rice and braised chicken from the packing box into the bowl.

Yan Chuang stood aside and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't think that Mu Yang was a person who needed to be taken care of by others, and his personality seemed to be quite cheerful. He thought he was very lonely at first, but now it seems that there is no problem in taking care of himself.

"This is yours, right?" Mu Yang finished his own portion of stewed chicken rice and helped Yan Chuang's as well.

Yan Chuang nodded, Mu Yang was in a good mood and poured Yan Chuang's braised chicken rice into a big bowl, then poured the soup and rice into the big bowl, and handed it to Yan Chuang. In front of Chuang.

I don't know if it's Yan Chuang's illusion, but I always feel that Mu Yang handed the bowl to him as if offering a treasure.

But Muyang didn't make the stewed chicken either, and he also ordered the takeaway.

Yan Chuang took the bowl from Mu Yang's hand, and Mu Yang's face immediately looked like a puppy who had been praised by its master, subtly changing from the flattery just now to full of happiness.

Mu Yang is much taller than Yan Mu, if Yan Chuang wants to look directly at Mu Yang, he needs to lift his head up, more or less lacking in momentum.

It's just that the satisfaction on Mu Yang's face is too clear, even though Yan Chuang is much shorter than Mu Yang, he still seems to see the dog's tail wagging behind him.