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The interrupted follower rhythm quickly returned to the right track on the second day, but what made Zhong Xincheng jealous was that the follower he had rejected due to temporary help last time had evolved into an even more "outrageous" people's victory.

Fans who frantically swiped the barrage of "Congratulations to this b" during the lottery suddenly became extremely united in the matter of "letting the silent film anchor speak".So much so that when Zhong Xincheng was forced to sit in the gaming chair with the microphone on and chat with big fan-headed children, there was always a sense of unreality.

"I want to monopolize brother Xincheng, can I?"

The electronic signal deconstructs and reassembles the girl's timbre, and the voice is not clear through the water film, as if listening to the mountain bell ringing hundreds of miles away in the cloud of the tower, the voice supported by the silk carries the girl's unique The soft waxy clear spirit.She paused from time to time, perhaps because she was nervous and not fluent enough.

A large piece of "You think too much" floated across the barrage, making Zhong Xincheng's lips twitch.

"It needs to be exposed to rain and dew evenly." Zhong Xincheng emphasized.

"Ah..." the girl muttered, her voice became more blurred and a little lost, as if she was talking to the person next to her.

The humming sound was small and quiet, it was rare that Zhong Xincheng was not playing games, he sat cross-legged on a chair, holding a large box of potato chips in his arms.Cucumber-flavored powder remained on his fingertips, making Zhong Xincheng lack of concentration.He sneaked a peek at the lens, and deceived himself into holding his fingertips through the visual barrier, and licked it before picking up the next piece of potato chips.

Like a sneaky cat.

"Can brother Xincheng chat with me?" the girl said, and asked in a sweet voice.

Zhong Xincheng's live broadcast today has not finished, and he has little time to relax due to the recent affairs. He lifted the bag of potato chips in his hand, covering half of his face, and said hello vaguely.

It's just that he really doesn't know what to say to fans, his personal privacy can't be exposed, and he's not good at making daily routines.Thinking about the crosstalk that was forced to perform at the freshman cultural evening, it was quite interesting, or...

The silent film anchor performed passionate cross talk, and the painting style was really strange.Zhong Xincheng's brain broke out in a cold sweat, and he decisively gave up this idea.

"Brother Xincheng, I have been chasing you since you started broadcasting. My brother is very good at playing games, and he is so handsome! Does brother Xincheng have a girlfriend? If not, can I do it? I am a pre-grade in our high school. Five! I can test you..."

The girl's twittering words became more and more excited. Zhong Xincheng heard that the confession was gradually developing in an uncontrollable direction. There was silence.

"??? Seduce my husband in public?"

"Xincheng! Mom forbids you to develop improper relationships with underage girls!"

"Listen to what people say?"

"Damn it, I also want to confess in public!"

"The old African chief is the old African chief"

"Yes, please play next b"

"Good job"

There were all kinds of bullet screens, and Zhong Xincheng straightened up and adjusted the volume settings in the room, thinking that there was something wrong with his earpiece. Before the mouse clicked on the sign, he heard the girl's voice reappear, but at the moment it was a little coquettish. mean.

"Didn't you tell me to say..."

Zhong Xincheng blinked ignorantly, he always felt that the girl's words were not meant for him.

She was not facing the microphone when she pronounced, and the receiver received intermittently, so she should be speaking to others.

The background sound of the variety show broadcast on the TV in the opposite room was incorporated into it, and a vague voice melted into the noisy applause and laughter.

I couldn't hear what he said, but I could only hear a male voice. The voice was a little low and familiar, but Zhong Xincheng didn't remember where he heard it for a while - maybe it was exactly like a certain [-]th line that his roommate was chasing. Little internet celebrity, right?

"That... are you okay?" Zhong Xincheng pursed his lips helplessly, reminding him aloud.

After a second of silence, the girl suddenly stopped talking, and the sound of the TV in the background disappeared together. The difficult silence tightened the air.Zhong Xincheng frowned and couldn't figure it out, he was afraid that something might happen to the little girl at home.

"I'm fine. Just now... just now my brother came to visit." The girl said suddenly.

Across the screen, Zhong Xincheng couldn't tell the girl's state at the moment. He thought of the male voice he heard earlier, and acquiesced that there was nothing wrong there.

"I'm sorry, Brother Xincheng, don't kick me out of the studio, okay?" She said cautiously, her tone a little aggrieved.

The little girl saw Zhong Xincheng's expression through the video frame of the live broadcast room. He seemed to put down the half-eaten potato chips in his hand, as if facing a big enemy, like a rabbit shaking its ears to observe the surrounding environment and beware of enemies.

"No, we agreed to chat today." Zhong Xincheng picked up the snack packaging bag on the table and fell back into the gaming chair. He muttered to himself, more like reminding himself.

The crease on the eyelids was very obvious when the young man raised his eyes, and the thick black eyelashes cast shadows on the pupils.Zhong Xincheng has a pair of very agile eyes, and he can always tell secrets that no one knows in silence.

"Are you still in high school?" Zhong Xincheng packed up the information in the few words just now and asked.

"Yes! I was just a sophomore in high school." The girl continued.

Zhong Xincheng's mood was rather complicated. He looked at the bright fan contribution ranking next to the screen. The girl's ID was hung in the most conspicuous position with a small crown on it. Every inch of light was the color of money plating.He listened to her chattering about school affairs, and he didn't know what it was like.

"Don't tip me in the future." Zhong Xincheng said suddenly.

Both the barrage and the girl's voice paused for a moment, Zhong Xincheng lowered his head and picked at the barb that had appeared on his finger at some point, and said softly, "Don't use the money from the family to reward me."

Receiving huge rewards from minors would scare him, especially from underage girls.

Enthusiasm and short-term liking will eventually pass, and if you make a decision irrationally, you will definitely pay for the impulse in the future.

A string of question marks floated up on the bullet screen, and occasionally there were a few words that my husband was so right.

"It's not the family's money." The girl's voice trembled slightly, she seemed to be looking up, and the echo of her words became clearer and more distant than before.Zhong Xincheng tilted his head in doubt, as if he didn't understand what the girl meant.

"My brother...my brother is also a fan of Brother Xincheng." The girl said.

Now, it was Zhong Xincheng who was stunned.

"Ah, my husband really can take all men and women."

"Hahaha what's the matter with the inexplicable joy?"

"It's OK for brothers and sisters to chase after each other"

"Boldly ask, who created this ID?"

"Brother and sister joint venture hahaha very stable"

Zhong Xincheng looked at the barrage, his eyebrows raised uncontrollably.

"My brother is an adult, he said, he said he did it voluntarily." The girl said, her tone was a little shy in the end.

A large number of "I am also voluntary" and "We are all voluntary" floated on the barrage.

Zhong Xincheng relaxed, nestled in the chair and continued to eat snacks, and raised his eyes to the camera to argue with a little embarrassment: "It's okay, stop."

The bullet screen is more cheerful.

"Why does brother Xincheng always eat live broadcasts? My best friend watched my brother's live broadcast with me last time, and we both ordered a bowl of snail noodles at the end." The girl said with a sigh, expressing the feelings of all the fans in the live broadcast room : "Oh, that smells so strong, my mother drove me for two streets with a broom."

Snail powder?

Zhong Xincheng recalled while chewing potato chips. After thinking carefully for a long time, he found the leftovers about snail noodles from his fragmented memory: Probably last month, Daan’s family mailed him a box of snail noodles. Zhong Xincheng, who had just finished qualifying, was caught by Da'an, and had to spend the long night with a bucket of fragrant snail noodles.

He still remembers the indescribable and refreshing smell that filled the entire floor that day, and the washing machine was full the next day, and the dormitory manager thought it was a little brat from the Chemistry College who was secretly gassing the dormitory building.

"I want to eat it, there's no reason." Zhong Xincheng bit down a newly opened chocolate bar, the scattered biscuit crumbs fell on his clothes, he wiped off the dirty things, and said casually.

In fact, it is not the case, he is just tired from playing games but has to spend a lot of time before he eats, maybe it is because of his greed?Forget it, no one else knows anyway, Zhong Xincheng thought.

"Brother Xincheng likes to eat chocolate very much! I found out! This month, besides red wine, Baichun is chocolate!"

The girl is very observant, she said in surprise.

Although Zhong Xincheng did not change his expression drastically, this group of fans who watched the anchor play games every day found that Zhong Xincheng showed a surprised and innocent expression.The chocolate bar in his hand was suspended in the air, and it took a few seconds for him to put it into his mouth again and bite it off.

"Actually, there are fresh shrimps, but they are out of stock recently." Zhong Xincheng said regretfully.

When it comes to chocolate, Zhong Xincheng inevitably thinks of the chocolate cake given to him by Yan Shu from the office of the student union.

It's not a bad feeling to be treated tenderly.

Zhong Xincheng thought so, chatting with the little girl casually.