Small tits, he is a Yan Zhi anchor

Wu Queque looked up, and happened to meet Fu Xing who had just entered the door.

"Pay?"

Wu Queque smiled in surprise and greeted him.

He and Fu Xing haven't seen each other for a long time.

Fu Xing was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a small smile as a response.

He took a few steps forward and walked in front of Su Li.

"cousin."

Fu Xing is sister Li's cousin?

Wu Queque stared at Lu Xinghan with rounded eyes.

Lu Xinghan nodded, not surprised at all.

Su Li sat by the bed, looked up at Fu Xing, and said angrily, "Didn't I tell you not to come here?"

"If those people see it, they will make you upset by nagging."

Fu Xing shook his head, "It's okay."

Su Li raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, a little surprised that he said so little?

Just when I was about to ask, I noticed that he accidentally looked at Wu Queque.

"It's almost time to leave the hospital."

Thoughts turned around in her heart, then quietly fell down, and she hid them in the bottom of her heart.

Su Li stood up and put on the mask.

When he was about to leave, Su Li paused again, and turned to look at Lu Xinghan behind him.

"Mr. Lu, when you and Queque hold a wedding, remember to invite me to be happy."

Lu Xinghan laughed, nodded and said, "Yes."

"A wedding?"

Fu Xing couldn't help but speak.

Su Li pretended not to know, and looked at Wu Queque with a smile: "Caque, you are not kind, you don't tell Fu Xing about the marriage."

Wu Queque scratched her head and pursed her lips into a smile.

"It's not too late."

In fact, when he went out to play with Lu Xinghan after receiving the certificate, and then came back and encountered the incident on Weibo, he really didn't remember it and wanted to tell a few friends.

I don't know where the subconscious came from, thinking that they all knew.

Fu Xing didn't speak any more, Wu Queque felt that he was not in the right mood, just wanted to ask a question, but Lu Xinghan dragged him to chat again.

Looking up again, Su Li is also chatting enthusiastically with Fu Xing.

Su Li lives in the south of the city. As soon as Xiao Fang stopped the car, several young people came over.

"Cousin Su Li."

"Cousin Su Li..."

Su Li looked out the window, was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked at Fu Xing again, his face was apologetic.

"Feel sorry."

"I'll send them away first."

I don't know who in the hospital leaked the news and let them hear the news that he was discharged from the hospital today.

After walking for a few seconds, Fu raised his head to meet Wu Queque's gaze, and couldn't help being startled.

Existence is reasonable.

"fine."

He said, opened the door and got out of the car.

Seeing someone getting off the car, several young people rushed over immediately, and when they saw that it was Fu Xing, they stopped again.

"Fu Xing? Why are you here?"

The leading young man asked sharply.

Fu Xing rolled his eyes and asked him, "Why can't I be here?"

This time, Su Li and Xiao Fang also got off the car, followed by Wu Queque and Lu Xinghan.

The leading young man stopped looking at him and walked up to Su Li.

"Cousin Su Li."

Su Li replied indifferently, "Let's go after reading it."

"I'm fine."

The complexion of the young man in the lead turned green and white, and then turned green again.

Fu Xing sneered and walked inside.

"Fu Xing, you are a weak chicken who will cry miserably, what right do you have to laugh at me?"

The young man in charge suddenly rose up, pointing at Fu Xing and asking.

Fu Xing stopped and glanced at Wu Queque, the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"If you're jealous, just say it, I'm no match for you. I've tried so hard to get water from a bamboo basket, and it's all in vain."

After speaking, walk in in front of him.

Su Li showed a smile, which was fleeting.

She stopped in front of the young man, and said coldly: "You don't have to visit me in the future, it doesn't matter after all."

The young man's expression froze, and there was a hint of panic on his face.

"Cousin Su Li—"

"do not--"

Su Li interrupted him, "Don't call me that, I'm just Fu Xing's sister who can cry miserably, I can't bear your shouting."

The tree fell and the hozen scattered, the wall fell and everyone pushed.

Before Wu Queque entered the room, he turned his head and saw that the people around the young man who had spoken had already left one after another, leaving him standing there alone, in a daze.

but,

Wu Queque couldn't help her eyes light up, she felt that Sister Li was so powerful.

It was only after Wu Queque followed Lu Xinghan back to the company that Lu Xinghan told him what happened.

The Fu family had three children in the earlier generation.

The eldest, Fu Xing's father, passed away early, leaving Fu Xing alone.

The second child is the father of the young man just now.

Except for Fu Xing's father, the other two have two or three children, and their children and grandchildren are very close.

Fu Xing is a child without parents, caught in the middle, not taken seriously, and even bullied.

Therefore, a few years ago, Fu Xing ran away from home and almost severed ties with the Fu family.

Su Li is from Fu Xing's mother's side, and is Fu Xing's direct cousin.

The Su family made their fortune relatively late. In the early years, they were mediocre. In recent years, it has been smooth sailing. In one fell swoop, they are on the same level as the Fu family, or even surpassed the Fu family.

That's why those people use the name of "cousin" to establish a good relationship with Su Li.

Wu Queque nodded, and cursed "serve it".

Later, Wu Yue called again and asked Wu Queque when she would broadcast live again.

"There are a lot of people on your Weibo, and sometimes you have to post some daily life and interact with fans."

Wu Queque responded and decided to broadcast live at night.

The location of the live broadcast was finally set at Lu Xinghan's study.

"Not working tonight, you are serious about live broadcasting."

Lu Xinghan rubbed Wu Queque's hair, then lowered his head and kissed him on the lips.

Wu Queque watched him close the door, stepped on his slippers, returned to the desk and sat down.

"Good evening everyone~"

As soon as the live broadcast room was opened, the number of viewers jumped to five figures.

[Wuuuuuuuu Quequeu, you finally started the live broadcast]

[I thought you had forgotten your Fanle account password]

【Good evening Queque~】

【I finally waited for you, fortunately I didn't give up】

[Gan!This damn luck, just now I was wondering if Queque would start a live broadcast hehe]

……

Wu Queque was a little guilty, couldn't help rubbing her face, and apologized seriously to the audience.

【Man, if you live broadcast for another hundred and eighty hours, I will forgive you】

【It's fine】

[What is Queque broadcasting today? 】

"I'm the anchor of the vocal music section."

Wu Queque rested her chin and looked at the barrage seriously.

"Of course it's singing for everyone."

"And chat."

He added.

Today is different from the past. Wu Queque, who has millions of fans, can hardly see the barrage in the live broadcast room.

"Slow down and post the barrage."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mobile phone in hand rang.

It was Lu Xinghan.

"Queque, at the bottom left of the screen, there is a one-click filter function."

Wu Queque looked over, and as soon as she moved the mouse to light up, the barrage immediately decreased a lot.

"This function is newly developed. It will selectively screen out bullet chats posted by old fans, and bullet chats published by new fans will be randomly presented."

"Oh oh."

Wu Queque looked over, and sure enough, most of them were familiar nicknames.

"You are also watching my live broadcast."

Wu Queque couldn't help but said.

Lu Xinghan laughed with a gentle voice.

"Live well."

[Is Queque on the phone with the subject? 】

[A broker, right? 】

【This smile makes my heart skip a beat】

[Queque is in love? 】

……

Wu Queque scanned the barrage and avoided answering the question.

"I turned on the barrage screening, everyone can order songs."

The bullet screens increased again and again, and Wu Queque read them one by one, and carefully selected the ones that appeared more often to sing for everyone.

He sang three or four songs in a row before stopping.

【Woooooooo J Fairy Music】

【J refreshing hahaha】

[Come and listen to the sparrows singing when you are sleepy in the future]

【When will Que Que release an album】

【她哉哉】

【Surprised me】

……

Wu Queque paused, noticed the familiar nickname, and couldn't help paying attention for a few seconds.

[The math problem that has troubled me for three hours can suddenly be written]

【Do sparrows know magic】

Wu Queque pursed her lips, revealing the dimples on her cheeks.

His spiritual power has increased now, and his voice can have many good influences on people, and it is normal for him to have a flash of inspiration.

[Fan lxh will send you a prosperous fireworks~]

A few seconds after the barrage cleared, it was quickly filled again.

【Here comes the boss】

【Welcome boss】

【welcome】

……

The heat is at an all-time high.

Wu Queque couldn't help being surprised, the eldest brother doesn't usually chat in the barrage, so how come there are so many fans?

Probably because his surprised expression was too obvious.

Some fans are already quick to say in the barrage.

【Big Brother is now the leader of our fan group】

[The closest time to the boss: I am in the same group as the boss [proud]]

[The boss is a true fan, Que Que's fan...]

[Guiding Weibo: lxh]

……

[Fan lxh will send you a prosperous fireworks ~]

The barrage was emptied again, but Wu Queque had already seen the point.

He quietly took out his mobile phone, searched for lxh users, and easily found Allah among a large group of similar nicknames.

Because it is so easy to distinguish.

The boss’s Weibo profile picture is his photo, his Weibo introduction is his name, and the Weibo content is all about him.

The latest retweeted Weibo was two hours ago.

@lxh: Shengshi Meiyan Quezi, come and call him with me~@雀退最美: Shengshi Beauty, Quezi, come and call him with me~

A picture of his photo Jiugongge.

Wu Queque: Surprised, shocked, unimaginable, there is a world of difference between the bosses on Weibo and WeChat...

After roughly finishing the search, Wu Queque was a little flattered.

The eldest brother did so much for him silently, without asking for anything in return, but he didn't know anything about it.

If it wasn't for what the fans said today, he wouldn't even know.

"Thank you so much sir!"

Wu Queque said solemnly, and after finishing speaking, she felt that this sentence was not enough to express her gratitude, so she quietly sent a message to the boss.

Queque: Brother, do you have any wishes?As long as I can do it, I will help you do it!

And in the bedroom separated by a wall.

Lu Xinghan, a boss who doesn't expect anything in return: "..."

Lu Xinghan squeezed his phone, watching the message from Wu Queque, feeling the embarrassment of unilaterally losing his vest and the collapse of his persona.

If I knew that I would be discovered, I wouldn't blindly follow other people's forwarding of these words.

It was almost at the end of the live broadcast that Wu Queque received a reply from the boss.

Super concise.

Brother: Let’s talk about it later.

Great.

Wu Queque put down her phone, turned off the camera, and excitedly ran to the bedroom to share with Lu Xinghan.

"This is my eldest brother, he is super nice."

"Told you before."

Wu Queque put the boss's Weibo homepage in front of Lu Xinghan.

"The boss has done so much for me, how should I repay him?"

"He is not short of money, and he has sent a lot of spiritual blessings."

Wu Queque frowned in distress, then looked at Lu Xinghan expectantly.

"Can you give me some advice?"

Lu Xinghan put himself in the situation, thought carefully, and gave an answer.

"How many autographs?"

The author has something to say: Que Que: Brother is super nice, when will you guys meet?

President Lu: ...

Reposting Weibo was cool for a while, and people set up a collapsed crematorium.