I rely on live broadcast to sell elixir

The idea of ​​refining this medicine came to Ye Yao today when he saw calcite and knocked on his waist while looking at the medicinal materials.

The old man can't stand his health when he gets old. It's not just him, urban people are living under a lot of pressure, and there are some problems with their bodies.

Otherwise, how to say the foundation of solid qi.

At that moment, Ye Yao was thinking about Shenbao Pill, while showing a subtle smile.

But he didn't expect * to appear again at this critical moment.

——It’s like pinching the screen every time!

He pretended not to see the fans' jokes, his ears were flushed, and he took his eyes away from a conspicuous vest: "I am thinking of you."

【yoooooo~】

Ye Yao stubbornly changed the subject: "Life is so stressful, don't you need to invigorate your kidneys?"

[Yes, yes, being a boss is the most stressful, and you really need to make up for it. 】Ye Yao: "..."

After a long while of mental construction, he turned his head and greeted the camera pretending to be calm: "Okay... Long time no see."

No address was added, but everyone knew who he was talking to.

Bu Zhong looked up at the study window, with a smile on his lips, and typed: [Well, long time no see. 】 "Tonifying the kidney..." He turned on the mic, and his voice echoed in a low voice in the live broadcast room.

Ye Yao's face inexplicably became hotter.

Bu Zhong smiled lightly: "That's right, remember to save some for me later."

Stay, stay, stay... stay a little bit! ?

Ye Yao opened his eyes slightly.

Could it be that……

Ye Yao's tongue was tied: "You, you, your kidney!"

"No problem." The man interrupted him, his tone sank instantly, with a hint of gnashing of teeth in a trance.

【Hahaha... Papa Ye stuttered for his lifelong happiness! 】【The most taboo thing for men is to be said "No"! 】

【no?Which doesn't work?Oops, I'm an honest person, I don't understand ducks~] "2333" popped up on the barrage.

Ye Yao opened his mouth and closed it, pretending that he didn't say anything.

He silently took out the medicinal materials, boiled the water silently, and refined the medicine silently until the familiar aroma of herbs permeated the entire live broadcast room.

"Old rules—" Ye Yao said.

[Boys in the live broadcast room, grandpa, I'm here again! 】

[Hey, I haven't seen you for a few days, so lively? 】

Ye Yao's words were suddenly interrupted by a barrage of colorful bullets, and the two large lines of words squeezed onto the heads of the crowd in an extremely arrogant manner, shoulder to shoulder with *'s vest.

Ye Yao was stunned for a moment before he remembered who it was

Your father and I are the oldest.

After such a long time, this person came again.

Ye Yao almost forgot about him.

[Think I didn't? 】

Immediately after there was a rustling movement, the microphone was turned on on the other end, and a somewhat familiar voice laughed.

Does he still owe this person Meteor Shower's money?

Ye Yao thought for a while, and vaguely remembered such a thing.

"that……"

"Yo, this person is still here!" Young Master Bu seemed to have discovered a new world, "That...what, why is it such a weird name after so long?"

"Oh, I became the Guardian of the Galaxy!" He exclaimed, "He's rich enough! He's almost catching up with me!"

"Are you the boss? Don't be a working-class man with a swollen face to pretend to be fat. I've seen a lot of people who don't have any spare money but spend money to reward the anchor. Tsk tsk, brother, although the anchor is a mess, you need to be cautious... What's more, such a male anchor, what are you doing?"

He murmured, and the bullet screen was stunned.

Bu Zhong stroked the sandalwood bead, feeling that it was not enough for him to cut off his dividend last time.

One hundred thousand...

Oh, at least strike out another zero.

Another day, by the way, discuss with the elders in the family and change his surname or something.

Bu's surname can't afford to lose this man.

After so many days, Bucheng obviously healed his scar and forgot the pain, and he had already left the matter of his disgrace to the sky.

Here, only he and Bu Zhong can open the mic freely, and Bu Zhong doesn't speak, it becomes a stage for him to play alone.

"What new medicine is the anchor refining?"

"Hey, besides the baldness medicine, what "catnip" came out later?"

"Will you give me a try?"

His voice was heard throughout the studio.

Ye Yao licked the roots of his teeth, then suddenly smiled and said, "Do you want to buy medicine?"

"Nonsense." Bucheng wondered if the little anchor had become enlightened today, so he was so good, so he said, "Why, I finally found out that my brother is good, and decided to please me?"

Ye Yao said: "Yes, yes, you left in a hurry last time, and I was thinking about paying back your meteor shower money."

Bucheng: "You don't need to pay back the money, grandpa, I'm not that bad."

He clicked on the card he borrowed from a friend, and continued to die: "Give me a copy, try it first, and if it's good, I'll take care of it."

The live broadcast room was silent, and the barrage that was floating slowly disappeared.

Countless audiences miraculously reached a tacit understanding at this moment, maintaining a strange mood of watching the play and watching the unlucky boy dance wildly.

Bucheng rubbed his head, and felt strangely satisfied and relieved in the inexplicable atmosphere: "Hahaha, you don't have to be so polite...Look, now that I'm here, you all stop talking."

the masses:"……"

Bucheng: "For the sake of your respect for me, I will save some for you later, don't worry."

the masses:"……"

respect?

Ha ha.

If you like kidney-tonifying medicine so much, if you don't grab it, I'll take the first one for you, thank you.

Bu Zhong frowned with a smile, coughed lightly, and watched his ignorant and stupid brother happily transfer money. After a while, there was a sound from his microphone.

Bucheng is very happy.

Although he made a big death last time, he was too embarrassed to go to Chenguang during this period of time, but he still remembers that the medicine of this anchor is really rare, try again, even if it will add a little bit to his wandering life that has no passion fun again.

He smelled the faint aroma, didn't think much at all, and drank it in one gulp.

After a while, there was a sudden panting sound in the live broadcast room. It was only slight at first, and then it became heavier and heavier. The people in front of the screen also felt feverish for no reason.

【? ? ? 】

[Sisters, follow the procedure or directly...]

[Hahahahaha!Reported! Reported!There are bad words here! 】【I was thinking that I usually watch a live broadcast, why did I follow up on some strange little website? 】【Papa Ye is indeed your father, this time the medicine is as effective as ever! 】"you!"

Bucheng's face was flushed, and he tore off the buttons on his chest: "What kind of medicine is this f---ing refining!?"

No matter how stupid and sweet he is, he knows that he will fall again today.

Bucheng was about to collapse: "Your sister! Every day, you always make these inexplicable medicines! What! What!"

Ye Yao: "...Oh."

"Oh? Why are you still saying 'oh' to me? You made me like this, just give me an 'oh' back!?"

Ye Yao sipped two small dimples: "I didn't let you buy it. The transaction was completely conducted on the basis of equality and voluntariness of both parties. Weren't you quite happy before?"

"……peat!"

Ye Yao was not happy: "Sir, please pay attention to your words, you will be banned for swearing in the live broadcast room."

"When did I say dirty words!"

[Say it! 】

[We all heard it! 】

Bucheng was angry: "You...you!"

Ye Yao sighed: "Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if your kidneys are not good, you just buy it, there is no need to use this embarrassing disguise to cover up your own...cough cough, flaws."

Bucheng was stunned for a moment before reacting, and angrily flipped the table: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Ye Yao comforted: "Oh, yes...Look at me, what nonsense, your kidneys are very, very good."

Bucheng: "..."

You're just making excuses, you clearly painted me darker and darker!

Ye Yao suppressed a smile, and said in a serious tone: "But to be honest, if you have any questions, please speak up, and don't shy away from medical treatment."

Bu Zhong's chest rose and fell, and small flames ignited in his brain, pulling his nerves, his body was soft and hot, and he couldn't use any strength, but this hateful anchor and the audience in the live broadcast room were still there booing.

He couldn't hold it anymore, his eyes were burning, and he turned off the computer with a snap.

Okay, fine...I can't stop talking to you!

The arrogant multicolored vest was missing from the audience list, and Ye Yao showed his white teeth, happily sending * a private message.

Master Ye: I avenged you.

Bu Zhong admired his cousin's embarrassment, and saw the screen light up, and then WeChat popped up.

*:revenge?

Master Ye: Who told him to say bad things about you just now.

Bu Zhong was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He raised his eyes and looked at the room with slightly drawn curtains.

Behind that, the little anchor must have two small dimples, secretly laughing.

Master Ye: But you don't have to worry, I don't want his money, I gave it back to him.Also, the medicine he drank has been diluted by me, and it will lose its effect in about half an hour, and it has no effect on the body.

Master Ye: Just teach him a lesson, don't be so annoying when you speak in the future.

*: Well, well done.

Ye Yao smiled.

Bu Zhong propped his jaw, watching the audience in the live broadcast room laughing like crazy and posting barrage, but his heart was full of little anchors.

Why... so cute.

He let out a breath, feeling the warmth in his breath.

Want to go up, want to see him, want to tell him...

You are *.

There was an impulse in Bu Zhong's heart that he hadn't experienced in the past 30 years, as if something was driving him behind his back, telling him to step forward, asking him to reach out, telling him not to let go of the opportunity to lock such a person by his side .

A gloomy black color gradually appeared in his eyes, just as he was about to push the wheelchair

the phone is ringing.

"Brother!" The aggrieved wailing dissipated the pervasive thoughts in an instant.

Bu Zhong raised his head to avoid it, and quickly turned down his voice.

"Chenguang is now taken over by you, isn't it!" Bucheng was full of resentment, and for a moment he completely forgot his awe of this cousin, like a child who asked his parents to sue, "Brother, help me, you It’s too much to have a small anchor on the platform! I want to block his account! Let him never go to Chenguang!”

Buzhong stroked his fingers.

"What bullshit Master Ye! I want him to regret that he has offended me in this life!"

"Fuck, time and time again! It's not enough to have a beard that grows all over the place! It's, it's... ahhh! I can't stop talking to him!"

"There is another one called *! Join hands to bully me! You tell the bottom, and his account is also blocked!"

"Step into the city."

Amidst the din of anger, Bu Zhong's voice resounded faintly. In a word, the vast ocean poured into Bu Cheng's heart.

"It seems that you are still too free."

Bu Zhong's tone was full of thought: "I thought about it, and I'd better tell my aunt to add zero to your pocket money."

The author has something to say: Bucheng: What are you doing?Why?what happened?Why is it always me who gets hurt every time?

Should.

I can only update chapter by chapter. If there are more, I’m afraid it will be locked. There is no moonstone to change the text T^T