Chuanshu: I want to get divorced every day

Ye Linghan seemed to really not mind the two sharing a bed.

Nightclubs don't mind anymore, Song Wang naturally doesn't care.Although he is not very used to two people sharing a bed, the hardware conditions of the environment determine that Song Wang has no other choice.

Ye Linghan was working in the bedroom, with a bluetooth headset hanging on his ear, and he was talking with others, with a solemn expression, saying something that Song Wang couldn't understand at all.

Afraid of disturbing the nightclub work, Song Wang went to the study with the computer in his arms.

Before leaving, he thoughtfully closed the doors of the bedroom and study room to block the transmission of sound.It's time for him to broadcast live, but Song Wang doesn't know how well the hotel's sound insulation is, so try to stay as far away from the nightclub as possible so as not to disturb each other.

The layout of the study is at the corner of the entire room, some distance away from the bedroom.

Inside is a desk made of huanghuali wood. The desk is clean, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that the tenant may use are stored in the cabinet.There are two walls of bookshelves on the left and right of the desk, and there are all kinds of books, from dictionaries to best-selling novels, which are arranged neatly on the shelves according to the initials of the books.

Nothing else.

At least half of the huge study room is empty.Outrageously, Song Wang discovered that the study room had an independent bathroom.

Song Wang's live broadcast equipment is very simple, a game with good performance is enough, because there is no need to show his face, at most a sound card is needed to improve the sound quality.It doesn't matter if it's there or not, so Song Wang didn't bring it to save trouble when he came over.

Today I mainly played the team game, my teammates were still Wuying, I was looking for a way through flowers, and her little support, Braised Pork.

Wuying has rested for the past few days and did not start the live broadcast. He only occasionally appeared in Song Wang's live broadcast room and played a few team games. Therefore, Song Wang's popularity in the live broadcast room has remained high these days, and it does not need to be broadcast for a long time. mission accomplished.

[Wuying]: Happy New Year everyone!Why isn't the braised pork open today?The handset is not on?

Song Wang set up a game room and pulled a few people in. As soon as Wu Ying entered, he saw the trumpet with ashes from the braised pork and asked a question.

[Looking for a way through flowers]: Hello!I'm here, I'm with Sister Hua, and we use the same receiver and speaker.

The cheerful voice came from the microphone that was looking for the way through the flowers, and the background sound was a bit noisy.

Song Wang wanted to ask the two of them if they had already met, but before he could open his mouth, he saw the bullet screen flying by and asked.

[Seventeen]: The barrage is now very curious, are you guys Mianji?

Song Wang relayed the question about the barrage, then smiled and whispered a word of "gossip" to them

Then there was a bullet screen called Yuan, saying, "Obviously it's Seventeen, you want to know!"

[Looking for a way through flowers]: Well...well, let's go out and play together.

It sounded like seagulls.

Song Wang raised his eyebrows, turned up the sound in the earphones, turned off the background sound of the game, carefully pricked his ears to distinguish, and confirmed that it was indeed the cry of seagulls, accompanied by noisy human voices.

No way……

Now the only place in China where seagulls are still active is the circle centered on City H. It doesn’t happen that the wayfinding through flowers and braised pork are also here for tourism.

There were too many onlookers in the live broadcast room, Song Wang was not sure if the two of them were willing to reveal their itinerary, so he used his mobile phone to ask privately in their hacking group.

[Seventeen]: Sister Hua, are you in City H?

[Looking for the way through flowers]: That's right, Rourou is from City H, I'm here to look for her.

[Seventeen]: That's a coincidence...

[Looking for a way through flowers]: What?Are you also in City H?

[Seventeen]: Yes.

[Braised pork]: Wuhu!Is it such a coincidence?Do you want to come out and face Ji?Brother cute!

[Wu Ying]: I'll go, I couldn't go out because I co-authored it, right?Have you all traveled to City H?

[Braised Pork]: Come, come?I happened to remember that Brother Wuying was not too far away, so I'm treating you!

[Wuying]:! !There is such a good thing? !go!must go!I'm off to book a flight!

[Seventeen]: When?I should be able to.

[Braised Pork]: Take care of Brother Wuying, the day after tomorrow, how about it?

[Seventeen]: Yes.

[Wuying]: Yes.

[Pathfinding through Flowers]: Stop chatting, the game has started, it's entering the arena.

Song Wang quickly returned to the game, the barrage had already entertained himself and chatted about other things, only a few sporadic ones were still concerned about the relationship between wearing flowers and braised pork, and seemed to have drifted past a few "kdl" and the like Yes, Song Wang has been live broadcasting these days, and these abbreviations are all clear, but I really don't understand what they are talking about.

After the live broadcast is over, there are usually a few entertainment games. It is very relaxing without fans watching a few people chatting. Of course, there will be one or two meal operations occasionally.

Song Wang suddenly thought of Ye Linghan, it stands to reason that it was time for the nightclub to pull him to play games every day.

Song Wang left a sentence, "Wait a minute, I'll go see if anyone is there." Then he quietly ran to the bedroom to see if Ye Linghan's work was done.

The laptop was turned on and placed on the bed. There was a stack of documents beside it, and there was a faint smell of ink. It was probably newly typed out by the nightclub with an outside machine. Ye Linghan was standing on the edge of the balcony, holding his phone and reading. Looking at something, frowning with a serious expression.

It seems that something difficult has been encountered.

Song Wang swallowed the words that were about to rush out again, and his expression became serious.

"What's the matter?" Ye Linghan heard the movement at the door, raised his head to look over, and asked after finding out that it was Song Wang, whose expression slowed down a bit.

"No..." Song Wang hesitated, but still asked, "Yeclub. Have you encountered any trouble?"

Was anything said here in the original script?Song Wang thought about it carefully, he hadn't been in touch with Lin Fengmian for a long time, and he had already deviated from the timeline of the original script, unless it was an obvious symbolic event, Song Wang couldn't quite tell which step it was at this point in time .

Ye Linghan was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, and said, "It's nothing. There are still some minor issues that have not been dealt with in the company."

After finishing speaking, the phone rang, and Ye Linghan looked down, then picked up the paper documents on the bed, and said, "I'll go out and hand over the documents, and I'll be back soon, call me if you need anything."

Song Wang nodded, and took a step to the side to let the door out.

Before Ye Linghan left, he raised his hand and rubbed his head.

Then out the door.

Song Wang stood in the bedroom, looking at the laptop that Ye Linghan forgot to turn off, the dignified expression of Yeclub just now could not fade from his mind for a long time.

In the original script, Song Wang retrieved Ye Linghan's ending from his memory after many days.

The computer beeped twice, as if someone had sent a message to Ye Linghan, but Song Wang was startled.

Song Wang stared at the computer for two seconds, then exited the bedroom and returned to the study.No matter whose information it is, or whether it is important or not, it is Ye Linghan's computer after all, and it is not appropriate for him to flip through it casually.

[Seventeen]: He can't come to some things.

In fact, Ye Linghan's situation is not as bad as Song Wang thought. The H city branch has some minor business problems. Ye Linghan came here this time to concentrate on rectification, and the branch sent someone to pick it up. documents only.

After all, Lin Fengmian's current specifications are not enough to compete with Ye Linghan.

When he came back, Song Wang was no longer in the bedroom, and his computer had automatically shut down because it had not been operated for a long time.Ye Linghan turned on the computer, and saw the sign of unread messages at a glance.The computer is still the same as it was before he left, and even the position of the mouse cursor has not changed.

There is no record of each file being opened.

All kinds of traces are proving to him that Song Wang has never checked this computer.

Ye Linghan heaved a sigh of relief, and clicked on the unread message.Unread little red dots are eliminated.

That was a message from Ye Linghan's other account.

An insignificant greeting.

Fortunately, Song Wang did not open it.

If the nightclub still had doubts and distrust towards the young people before, after a few waves of testing, it basically dissipated.

Song Wang, he should really like him, there is nothing else on his mind.

Ye Linghan's mind and soul, which had been ruined by work, found some relief.After all, it was said that he was going on vacation, but Ye Linghan couldn't really leave the work in his hands for five days.

So, when he was going to bed at night, Song Wang found that the solemn emotions on Ye Linghan's body had dissipated, and he looked no different from usual.He also breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Due to the work of the nightclub, the game time was moved for a while. At that time, Song Wang had already washed and got under the quilt, and Ye Linghan was lying on the other side.

The big bed in the hotel is much wider than the one in Mu Qing's house, two people don't have to squeeze together, one person leans to one side, as if separated by a Milky Way.A bed is forced to sleep out of the feeling of the chasm.

Then when I wake up the next day, I will find that the chasm of nature has been filled overnight.

The game room has been set up, and the Pathfinding through Flowers and Braised Pork are offline first, leaving only Wuying and Song Wang.Song Wang told Wuying in advance that he wanted to bring a friend, so he directly pulled Ye Linghan in.

Only then did Ye Linghan realize that it wasn't a double row, there was another person.

"This is?" Ye Linghan looked at Song Wang and asked in confusion.

Song Wang turned off the microphone and explained: "A friend of my team is a big boss, and he has been leading me to broadcast live before."

Ye Linghan nodded.I didn't ask any more questions, and I didn't turn on the microphone.

But the more he played, the more Ye Linghan felt something was wrong.The mage Song Wang was playing with, Wuying let Lan and arrested people throughout the game, took good care of him, and was very diligent in barking seventeen by one mouthful, Song Wang agreed to every sound, every sound!

Ye Linghan held back for a whole round, and finally couldn't help it anymore, typing angrily: "Seventeen!"

"Hey!" Song Wang agreed inexplicably, and looked at Ye Linghan, wondering why he was typing when he was beside him.

Ye Linghan called again: "I want blue too!"

Song Wang sighed: "I'll be sure, I'll be sure, the house across the street is going to blow up, it's too late."

Ye Linghan took a look and found that Wuying sneaked a thread over there at some point.The nightclub is not happy anymore.

Song Wang was helpless, and then locked the jungler in the second round. The domineering president's little assistant who gave him the whole game was letting the blue and the red, and he had to get a head.

So after the game ended, Wuying sent him a private message: "That is really your friend? It can't be your sole owner, right? It doesn't matter Seventeen, if it's a single owner, I can take it with me. There is no charge, it's just for fun anyway."

Song Wang looked at Ye Linghan dumbfounded, and replied: "No, he is really my friend."