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Zhong Xincheng didn't download the broadcast right away, but the internet went up and down like an epileptic seizure. He opened the window to do nothing, glanced at the friend interface from time to time, and continued playing the game without seeing a word.

As if what he said was serious, he wouldn't hit him when Zhong Xincheng was not around.

"There are still four hours before Brother Xincheng's broadcast"

"Four leisurely hours, I bet two coins that brother is going to start eating"

"No, no, is there someone who wants to miss work?"

"Hardcore doing nothing.Jpg"

The barrage was very restless, and he spoke with yin and yang, always reminding Zhong Xincheng to practice the socialist anchor values ​​and to be an excellent model worker.He didn't want to spoil the fans, but he really didn't know what to do.

What is Yan Wusheng doing now?

Zhong Xincheng quietly touched the mouse, and clicked into the interface of the live broadcast platform. Countless live broadcast room covers scrolled on the homepage recommendation, and little brothers and sisters were everywhere.He turned down carefully and slowly with a wooden face, like the little emperor flipping through the signboard of concubines in the harem before going to bed.

One by one green cards flashed by, and the little emperor stayed on a certain page for a moment, and glanced at the slogan of the live broadcast room above: Quiet is a virtue.

Look at the name of the anchor in the live broadcast room: Yan Wusheng.

Good guy, how dare you blah blah.Zhong Xincheng curled his lips, and clicked the mouse instead of being persuaded.

As soon as you enter the silent live broadcast room, you will feel like you have entered the flower and bird market. The noise is deafening and full of rhythm.

The anchor seemed to be eating melon seeds, because when he spoke, his voice was not clear, and he was vaguely speaking the same tune as the fighting people in the north.The cheerful sound of Landlords collecting cards and playing cards appeared in the earphones, Zhong Xincheng paused, and heard Yan Wusheng's voice coming from the headset.

"No matter what card I call the landlord."

"Why?" Yan Wusheng may have glanced at the barrage, and explained with a smile: "Because you are so awesome, you look down on all sentient beings."

"44455667889 also has dreams, do you know my friends?"

The cards in Yan Wusheng's hands are more broken than Wangwang's crushed ice, and there is a sense of pride in his words. He pointed to his [-] million happy beans with the mouse, and said righteously: "Today I have a The new name is Dou Di Zhu San Cai Boy."

Zhong Xincheng's eyelids twitched. He looked at Yan Wusheng happily fighting the landlord, completely ignoring the situation in his live broadcast room.

All his fans never imagined that one day they could see other anchors fighting landlords in his live broadcast room.Commonly known as: the serial nesting doll incident in the live broadcast room.

"Who dares to double the amount of coffee they serve each other?"

"As far as my strength is concerned, you can taste it, and you can taste it carefully."

Yan Wusheng didn't care about the bomb in his hand at home, he dumped [-] beans in arrogance, and even yelled:

"Dear friends who are new to the live broadcast room, please click to subscribe. The anchor's moving singing voice, superb landlord fighting skills, and the operation of vertical and horizontal canyons are all worth learning. You also have the opportunity to get in touch with Sancai Boy up close. It's not a dream."

"0 yuan subscription can't be bought at a loss and can't be fooled... Oh, why am I stuck out of the game center?"

singing?

Zhong Xincheng actually wanted to laugh a little, maybe he didn't hear it when he came in a little late, anyway, there was a lot of ghosts crying and wolves howling on the barrage.

"Brother, don't sing it, ghosts will feel uncomfortable after hearing it"

"Art belongs to art, how about we have some Yangjian?"

"Man and God are indignant and silent"

The internet on Yan Wusheng's side seemed to be down again, and the login terminal of "Jedi Fantasy" was also withdrawn.He frantically clicked the mouse several times in frustration, then stopped for a while in self-defeating, and clicked on the homepage of the video website.

"That's because I didn't show my singing voice. If you hear my true level, you'll have to kneel down and call Dad." Yan Wusheng casually flipped through the homepage, not interested in anything.

"At the same time, I was still thinking: Ah, so I blamed my brother wrongly."

"Of course, it's best to throw a few more rockets backhand to show compensation."

Yan Wusheng finally selected a video, which was a 5-minute short animation called "Plump Animal World".

"You you you you come again?"

"Don't come here, I'm going to lose my head laughing"

"Watch the video that we workers should watch"

"Waiting for you chubby" "waiting for you chubby" "waiting for you chubby"

Yan Wusheng started the latest episode leisurely, and dragged the progress bar that was nearing the end to the beginning again, watching it with great enjoyment.

The opening scene is the vast prairie at dusk, with a plump leopard lying on a tree trunk with smooth branches, its straight tail dangling.It's like a giant marshmallow as the title describes.

"It's impossible for me to be chubby." Yan Wusheng clicked on the leopard chasing the sheep in the video, and continued: "Did you see that chubby can't catch up with the prey, and it's easy to overturn the car."

Sure enough, the marshmallow cheetah, who was running hard in the next second, fell headfirst on the lion head sheep, rolling and crawling completely overturned.

Zhong Xincheng's attention was all focused on the video, and it was the first time for him to hang out in other people's live broadcast room, which felt quite fresh, and he didn't even pay much attention to the fans in his own live broadcast room.It's just that the episode wasn't over yet, and suddenly found that Yan Wusheng had switched back to the live broadcast interface.

"So, is the 221 on the VIP list anchors?"

"Zxinc...hahahahahahahahahaha next door?"

"Yes, yes, here comes the OB"

"It's so cute, what should I do, woo woo woo"

"It's called saying you don't want your body but being honest"

"People have terminology"

"Mouth · Dislike · Body · Upright · Straight"

Zhong Xincheng watched in bewilderment as Yan Wusheng dragged from No. 221 to No. [-] on the VIP list, his own ID caught in a group of fans' names abruptly and dazzlingly.

Yan Wusheng laughed breathlessly, and said softly: "Tell me, how long have you been watching it, did you come here specially?"

If you didn't come here on purpose, can you just enter it casually?How can there be such a great fate...

Zhong Xincheng didn't speak, they weren't in Lianmai, even if they spoke to the opposite anchor, they couldn't hear them.It's just that there was a bit of shyness and annoyance on his face, but he pretended to be very serious.

"If you want to double row with me, just tell me, my brother won't take you away." Yan Wusheng's tone seemed to be teasing a child, and he was holding a lollipop in front of his eyes, pinching the flesh on his face and smiling The appearance of meaning.

elder brother……

Zhong Xincheng felt a little strange in his heart, and he slipped away as if he was running away, and he played simply.Only left a message and silently watched 221 disappearing from the leaderboard in a daze, and it took a long time before he could only make fun of it helplessly.

"Am I so scary?"

"Thank you for the invitation, you are too coquettish."

The barrage flew up, and Yan Wusheng smiled distressedly for the first time.