Small tits, he is a Yan Zhi anchor

"Does it matter?"

Wu Queque raised her eyes to look at Wu Yue, and she became a little more sober.

Wu Yue rubbed the center of his brows, "It shouldn't have much influence, it's just a matter of irritating people."

She still doesn't understand, why did she think Sheng Liu was a simple person?

Just because he was the first person he brought?

Wu Yue sneered, and turned to the interface to see the sales of Shengliu's album.

It's just twelve o'clock.

5 minutes, 500 million sales...

As far as a newcomer who has just come into contact with music, this result is already very good.

But it can't compare with Queque.

She listened to Que Que's new song.

In 5 minutes, sales are at least 300 million more than Shengliu.

To have strength is to have confidence.

"take it easy."

Lu Xinghan patted Wu Queque's shoulder, "Believe in yourself."

"Oh."

Wu Queque responded and rubbed Lu Xinghan's shoulder, "I'm not nervous."

"Drip-drip-drip-"

Time passed by minute by minute.

the other side.

Shengliu's manager couldn't help being overjoyed: "5 minutes, 500 million sales!"

"This achievement can be written on the resume."

Sheng Liu nodded slightly and nodded, looking like he wanted to be happy but was suppressed by force.

"Wu Que Que, is the album online?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Manager Shengliu's face turned slightly cold.

"You are now a popular traffic, with more than 4000 million fans on Weibo, you have to remember your identity."

"Who is Wu Que Que? He is still an anchor, you are not on the same platform..."

Manager Shengliu spoke in a softer voice.

"You are too aggressive this time. If you wait a little later and publicize it well, your results will be better than now."

Sheng Liu lowered his head and didn't respond.

Seeing that he was silent, manager Shengliu sighed again.

"I know you're competing with Wu Queque, but don't even think about it. Is he qualified to compare with you? You're degrading yourself."

"Even if he participates in Li Chenglin's variety show now? If he doesn't transform, he will always be a step behind you."

Shengliu nodded, "Understood."

Although what the manager said was correct, and he also knew that what he did was inappropriate, but...

Sheng Liu narrowed his eyes, covering the dark color in them.

But he always wanted to use something to prove that Wu Yue was not very good, and leaving Wu Yue was the right choice.

So he teamed up with Wen Huatian to poach the two people Wu Yue followed up with.

Therefore, he will choose to release the album a few minutes earlier than Wu Queque.

Sheng Liu sighed and laughed, feeling that he was really complacent.

It has been proven so many times, there is no need to spend any more time.

Magic Music Company.

Wu Yue looked at the slowly beating numbers on the computer and frowned.

Wu Queque sat on the sofa, looked at the beating numbers, and hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

3 minutes have passed.

Wu Yue looked at the sales of 160 million displayed on the computer, and didn't know what to say.

How could this be?

Seeing that Wu Yue didn't speak, Wu Queque guessed that the situation was not very good.

He turned his head to look at Lu Xinghan again.

"160 eight—"

Lu Xinghan stretched out his finger to press his frowning brows, and said warmly: "It should be a computer card, and the pre-sale is more than 160 million."

Wu Yue's eyes lit up, yes, she was so angry about being left by Sheng just now, she forgot such a simple thing.

She hurriedly clicked on the page to refresh, and after waiting for two or three seconds, the screen suddenly went blank.

"Sister Yue!"

At this time, the little assistant suddenly rushed over with excitement on his face.

"3 million in 600 minutes!"

Wu Yue was taken aback for a moment, almost suspecting that he had heard wrongly.

The little assistant stopped, took a breath, and repeated: "3 minutes, 600 million sales."

Wu Queque blinked, then looked at Lu Xinghan again.

I can't believe this number myself.

Although he didn't have a very clear idea of ​​whether it was good or bad in this regard, he could guess from the excitement on the little assistant's face that the situation was not bad, or maybe it was very good.

Lu Xinghan pinched his fingers and interlocked with his.

"There are many songs that like you."

"Can I go to sleep now?"

Wu Queque pursed her lips and nodded, revealing two shallow dimples towards him.

the other side.

Sheng Liu had just completed his mental preparation and was about to leave when he suddenly saw his manager stand up abruptly, so violently that he almost knocked over the cup on the table.

"how?"

Sheng left his consciousness and asked, but the manager didn't answer him.

Sheng Liu didn't need to answer, because during the interrogation, he had already seen the rapidly beating numbers on the computer.

600?

Like him?

No, it's not the same.

It's only 3 minutes now.

Sheng Liu sat on the chair with an ugly expression on his face.

He could almost feel a slap on his face, making his ears buzz and his eyes blurred.

"Shengliu?!"

The economic man's voice suddenly rang in his ears, but Sheng Liu didn't have the strength to respond, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

Wu Queque did not pay attention to the follow-up matters of the album.

Because he started preparing new songs again.

A few days later, when Wu Queque heard his song in the supermarket when he was out, he suddenly realized that his song had become popular all over the Internet.

There are a lot of entries about him on Weibo.

@babybaby:#专#Ah ah ah ah ah ah, a must, bird yyds

@半途失：#吴铁雀目录# I have cycled the single N times, I cried after listening to it, I cried and listened to it, tomorrow will be a better day.

@大大大糖糕: Originally, I just clicked on it casually, but I didn’t expect to be refreshed after listening to it. It’s really energetic, the kind that can run another 800 meters refreshed.

@阿U: I failed the exam, and I really planned to give up.

I cried all day yesterday, sorted out all the books I prepared for the exam, and planned to throw them away today.

In the early hours of the morning, I suddenly heard the song of the sparrow.

……

Thanks to everyone who cared about me, I plan to do it again!

……

Wu Queque repeatedly looked at the various private messages sent to him on Weibo, and was so happy that she couldn't express it in words.

The sales of the album had exceeded 6000 million in just a few days, and Wu Queque asked Wu Yue to donate all of it.

A steady stream of love and gratitude is the best reward he has received.

The next day, on the way to Lu Xinghan's company, Wu Queque received a call from Shangguan Yue, asking him if he had seen the fallen demon again.

"No."

Wu Queque stopped at the intersection, shook her head and answered.

Shangguan Yue responded, and after a few seconds of silence, said again: "According to the results of our current investigation."

"The fallen demon also had its spiritual power collapsed."

"Ok?"

Wu Queque is very sensitive to these four words now.

"It appeared before?"

Shangguan Yue affirmed his question, "It is speculated that she became a fallen demon because her spiritual power collapsed, and then relied on the luck of sucking people to maintain her spiritual power."

"Then can't we look for a place where frequent accidents happen to determine the location of the Fallen Demon?"

Shangguan Yue sighed, "After she disappeared, there were almost no places where accidents happened frequently."

"But her spiritual power has been rising."

Both were silent.

Wu Queque was about to hang up the phone when she suddenly saw a strange and familiar figure at the right corner.

Yes... Du Jiu!

Wu Queque paused, and followed up while talking to Shangguan Che.

Du disappeared for so long, and when he reappeared, he was so skinny that he almost lost weight.

Wu Queque was not far or near, and after Shangguan Che hung up the phone, he hurried over here.

When he reached the entrance of the alley, the figure in front of him stopped suddenly. He turned his head, looked through the crowd, and looked straight at Wu Queque.

The moment they looked at each other, Wu Queque felt something was wrong, and was about to turn around and leave, but when she saw Du, she dragged a fainted little girl out of the alley.

He looks about four or five years old, with shofar braids.

It's Huahua.

Although the distance was not close, Wu Queque still recognized the person at first sight.

"How about it?"

Du just spoke, with a secretive and smug smile on his face.

He seemed sure that Wu Queque would not leave, so he took out a sharp knife from his pocket, squatted down, and hung it on Huahua's neck.

"You come here, or I..."

Before Du could finish speaking, the sharp knife in his hand stabbed down again.

Wu Queque couldn't hear his words clearly, but could see his lips clearly.

He stared at Du Jiu with a serious expression.

There should be some kind of barrier near the entrance of the alley, maybe it is aimed at his formation, Wu Queque can't send a little spiritual power to protect Huahua.

"Hmm... Queque... Brother?"

Du laughed and looked at Wu Queque with malice in his eyes.

"Come on, you choose one."

"Du Jiu, you are breaking the law and you will go to jail."

Wu Queque tried to divert his attention.

Du was startled, as if he heard something funny, he sneered and his wrist shook.

"You monster, tell me about human laws? Hahahaha, it's so funny."

"such a pity."

Du immediately withdrew his smile, "It's a pity that I don't live long, you're useless to me."

"you--"

Wu Queque wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by him.

"Don't dawdle, the people from the Demon Management Bureau can't catch up. The fallen demon has already gone to stop it."

"I wish she could be killed by someone from the Demon Control Bureau, but it's impossible."

He raised his eyes and looked directly at Wu Queque again.

"So, I'll count to three seconds, and you pick one."

"three two--"

The sharp knife was getting closer and closer to Huahua's neck.

Wu Queque took a deep breath, and just as she stepped into the barrier, she was pulled back forcefully.

At the same time, Du let out a cry of pain, and the sharp knife in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. Before he could react, he was pushed to the ground by the rushing police.

The sleeping Huahua was also taken away by Ping An.

Wu Queque heaved a sigh of relief, turned her head, and saw Lu Xinghan with a gloomy expression.

"Hi?"

Wu Queque laughed sarcastically, feeling guilty for a while.

He began to defend himself.

"Then, Huahua, I have to save her..."

"Other methods, I didn't think of it for a while..."

Just now Lu Xinghan hit Du Jiu's wrist with a small stone, causing the sharp knife in his hand to fall off.

Du is a human being, so thin that he can be blown down by a gust of wind. His body sensitivity and reaction ability are already frighteningly low, so he was so easily subdued.

And that barrier affects monsters, but does not interfere with humans.

After Lu Xinghan received Wu Queque's call, he quickly called the police.

Wu Queque saw that Lu Xinghan's face was still stern, so she couldn't help leaning closer, kissed him on the side of the cheek, and apologized softly, "I was wrong——"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell onto Lu Xinghan's body.