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At that moment, Shao Tingfeng felt that his lips were dry and needed the nourishment of honey more than Cheng Fei.

But before he could weigh whether to cross the line, a piercing bell rang, and Cheng Fei was startled, his eyes suddenly opened, and he met his gaze.

In the next second, Cheng Fei tilted his head, broke free from his hand on his chin, and quickly licked his lips with the tip of his tongue: "Okay, okay, hurry up."

Shao Tingfeng's hands were empty in an instant, he seemed a little unbelievable, somehow the people under him ran away in the blink of an eye.After a while, he resignedly answered the phone with this clean hand.

"...Understood, I'll go down right away."

In just a few seconds, Cheng Fei retreated into the room, stared at him at the entrance, saw him finish the phone call, and waved: "Goodbye."

Shao Tingfeng: "..."

He was a little unwilling, but he had no choice but to imitate him and shake the fingertip with the honey remaining: "Goodbye."

Just as Cheng Fei was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the little cannon fodder put his finger in his mouth and licked it a few times, and smiled innocently at him: "Fei Fei, it's so sweet."

He put his hand in his pocket very unhygienically.

Cheng Fei's face burned again.He was absolutely sure that what this guy said was sweet, it was definitely not honey, but... Fuck, he was fucking!

Facts have proved that the little cannon fodder not only learned to fuck, but also learned to run after teasing. After his heart was beating wildly, he went downstairs gracefully.Cheng Fei was left alone in the dormitory, breathing the lingering sweetness in the air, and still wondering if there was something wrong with his nose.

Not long after Shao Tingfeng left, about an hour or two later, there was a sudden knock on the dormitory door.Cheng Fei looked through the cat's eyes and recognized Assistant Yang who had met once before.

He opened the door suspiciously, but it turned out that the other party came to give him lip balm.

"Xiao Shao said that your lips are dry, so I brought you one just as I was nearby." Assistant Yang spoke pantingly, apparently in a hurry, not on the way as he said.

The sweetness of honey was still on Cheng Fei's lips, and he licked his lips subconsciously without being able to react for a while.

Assistant Yang thought he didn't like it, and quickly said: "Don't worry, this is food grade, even pregnant women and children can lick it, and the ones sent by Mr. Shao are very healthy, and they don't show color. They are very suitable boy."

He handed over the lipstick and waited eagerly for him to sign for it.

Cheng Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he licked off the honey on his lips, and then put on the lipstick in front of his face.

Assistant Yang went back to report contentedly.

As Assistant Yang introduced, the lip balm is pure natural food grade, and it has a faint honey smell on the lips.Cheng Fei couldn't help licking his lips all morning, licked and painted, painted and licked, and played with the small tube from time to time.He was absent-minded in everything he did, and he felt empty in everything he did.

When it was time to eat at noon, he finally knew what was wrong. The dormitory seemed a little quiet.

Recently, in order to prevent being harassed by Shu Yifan, Cheng Fei specially opened the service of rejecting calls and text messages. Except for a few specific people, no one else can call in. In addition, the holiday is approaching, and the Snow Academy is sparsely staffed. He has not been in contact with the outside world for nearly half a month.

Usually, the little cannon fodder doesn’t feel like being with him in the dormitory, but now that he’s gone, those who watch the live broadcast, type on the keyboard, or make phone calls have all disappeared, and the whole dormitory seems empty. Cheng Fei feels a sense of loneliness breath.

Especially when he opened the soup pot and saw Shao Tingfeng's boiled corn and yam pork ribs soup before going out, this feeling became clearer.

Cheng Fei spooned a big bowl for himself, brought it to the dinner table and sipped the soup, turned on Butter TV, randomly selected a live broadcast room with a silly name on the life channel, and wanted to hear some human voices.

In order to attract viewers, some small anchors who are not very popular will deliberately play on the popularity of big anchors or big events. Cheng Fei's own live broadcast room is often broadcast by other anchors in real time when the popularity is high. He just didn't expect this to be opened casually. In the live broadcast room, "Shu Yifan's live broadcast" was actually being broadcast live.

Because of being rebroadcasted, the quality of Shu Yifan's live broadcast dropped, but it didn't detract from his poignant beauty under careful planning.

After a few days of not paying attention, Shu Yifan's live broadcast has a new change. He didn't talk about daily life today, but mentioned the issue of matching in a hurry.

"Thank you for your concern. Since I got sick, I have been actively seeking help from relevant organizations." Shu Yifan seemed to recall some difficult memories, with tears in his eyes. ..."

The words were filled with tears, and the barrage was full of distress and encouragement.

After Shu Yifan earned enough sympathy from the audience, he sniffed and dropped a bomb: "Actually, I found a suitable person some time ago, but...but..."

After a pause of two seconds, he suddenly sobbed.

"But the matchmaker has been unable to be contacted, and the other party refuses all calls."

As soon as this remark came out, the barrage was instantly enraged.

Shu Yifan, on the other hand, seemed unable to bear it, crying in the live broadcast room until his whole body trembled.The weak and helpless appearance made the audience feel even more distressed, and they began to spray the so-called adapter with righteous indignation.

Looking at the sliding barrage, Cheng Fei gradually had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, after winning countless sympathies and indignation with tears, Shu Yifan stopped crying, started a new rhythm with a crying voice, and began to quietly hint that the so-called matchmaker was a friend he knew, He refuses to communicate because he is greedy for life and afraid of death.Even though he had expressed that he would go bankrupt and wanted to thank him for saving his life, the other party still refused to let go.

When talking about this paragraph, his eyes occasionally looked at a certain place in the camera, as if he was confirming some manuscript.Although it was covered up quickly, Cheng Fei still discovered this small detail.

It's a pity that the audience is not as calm as him. Shu Yifan's story is too challenging for humanity. Under his guidance, the barrage is full of impassioned insults.Suli TV is also extremely lacking in integrity, and many vicious words are not harmonious, so they are broadcasted so brightly.

Many people were already clamoring to find out the "suitable person", Shu Yifan was sobbing, while "kindly" stopping him, he continued to take the rhythm.

Cheng Fei frowned, he knew very clearly that he had never registered with a bone marrow donation institution, but as long as no one came forward, wouldn't Xiao Baihua let Xiao Baihua fabricate it?

There were also sober people in the barrage, who ignored Xiao Baihua's tears and calmly analyzed it.

[The first question, as we all know, the information of the donor registrant is confidential, so how does the anchor know the information of the matchmaker? 】

[The second question, refusing to answer the phone means that you are unwilling to donate. Neither the patient nor the institution has the right to harass you frequently, let alone exert pressure]

[Third question: human flesh breaks the law, and leading online exposure is even more sinful. As an influential anchor, you should be cautious in your words and deeds]

The person who posted the barrage was none other than the little cream anchor in the live broadcast room. While posting the barrage, he wondered: "Why are the people at Suli TV, from the anchor to the audience, so ignorant of the law?"

It turned out that unfortunately, his live broadcast room was discovered by the other end, and the three consecutive questions he sent were not only sprayed bloody on Suli TV, but Shu Yifan's fans even went to Butter's side to spray them.

The little anchor is not very popular and has no fan base. He was so sprayed that he didn't dare to turn on the camera, but he still stubbornly fought with the trolls in the live broadcast room.

It has to be said that the atmosphere of Buttercream and Crispy Pear is completely different. The users who had sympathized with Shu Yifan before gradually came to their senses because of the little anchor's methodical analysis, and tried to speak for the little anchor.The trolls who came from afar were harmonized to a pile of *** because their words were too dirty. The trolls had to use pinyin instead. The long strings of letters made their laning momentum greatly weakened. What benefits can be obtained.

Shu Yifan ended the live broadcast very quickly because of his "serious illness".The little anchor was still trying to argue his case. Cheng Fei watched it for a while, then used a trumpet to give him a few luxury ranches, wrote down his name, and planned to find an opportunity to hook him up in the future.

After turning off the cream, Cheng Fei rubbed the center of his eyebrows wearily.

He can probably guess the next development, Xiaobaihua may use cyber violence to force herself to submit.The quality of netizens varies, and they are prone to incitement. Even if Xiao Baihua's work is full of loopholes, as long as he is still selling miserably, the public will not dare to be too harsh on him.I fell into a relatively passive situation.

And he doesn't like to be passive.

Cheng Fei pursed his lips, tasted the dryness on his lips, subconsciously took out the lipstick and applied it again, the sweet taste made him feel a little more at ease.

Only then did he unhurriedly pick up the phone again and find a number in the communication.

The other party answered quickly, and a friendly voice came through the microphone: "Xiao Cheng, why are you calling at this time? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, thank you Doctor Zhang for your concern." Cheng Fei smiled, "I have thought about what you said last time, and I decided to ask the school for sick leave recently, please write me a convincing letter of leave. "

Dr. Zhang was stunned for a moment: "Oh, okay, how long do you plan to invite? How persuasive do you want?"

Cheng Fei smiled: "The kind that can't donate bone marrow."

Dr. Zhang:? ? ?

Ten minutes later, Dr. Zhang received a video edited by Cheng Fei. After seeing half of it, he couldn't help but call back, and asked sadly, "Is the person on the video your friend? What's going on in this hospital? The patients are all sick." He has leukemia and still grows flowers? Are his attending doctors and nurses so irresponsible? The fragrance of flowers has an impact on the central nervous system, and we generally don’t recommend putting bouquets in the ward.”

Cheng Fei smiled: "You continue to read."

Doctor Zhang simply didn't hang up the phone, and continued to read as he said.However, it didn't take long for the expression on his face to gradually turn from worry and distress to confusion, and finally his expression became more and more serious.

Cheng Fei heard the voice playing certain clips over and over again.

After a while, Doctor Zhang asked in a deep voice, "Xiao Cheng, do you have any other videos of this young man?"

"Have."

Cheng Fei sent the live broadcast to him, and then instructed him on the phone how to operate it.

Dr. Zhang has never played a live broadcast platform, and it was very difficult to learn.But he followed the instructions step by step and entered Shu Yifan's live broadcast room.

Cheng Fei heard Dr. Zhang's dull and oppressive breathing, and the occasional few words were heavier than he expected. It seemed that it was not just because of doubts, but also mixed with other things. The voice of the always gentle old doctor was faint. Joyo choked up and sullenly.

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