Small tits, he is a Yan Zhi anchor

Wu Queque noticed Lu Xinghan's gaze sweeping towards her, her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately lowered her head to look at her clothes.

It's a suit, that's right.

Is it because he didn't wear a tie?

Seeing Lu Xinghan's straight black tie, Wu Queque flinched, her back almost touching the inner wall of the elevator.

Can't see me can't see me...

He only has 200 yuan left, which is not enough to deduct.

Lu Xinghan looked at him nervously, looked away again, and swallowed back his words.

Ten seconds later, the elevator stopped in the conference room on the sixth floor.

Wu Queque looked at Lu Xinghan without saying a word, stepped out of the elevator, and let out a heavy breath.

Shouldn't wages be deducted?

"Mr. Lu."

He Feng was already ready for the impromptu meeting, Lu Xinghan flipped through it casually, and then handed him the folder.

One second before pushing open the door of the conference room, Lu Xinghan suddenly stopped, "I'm scary?"

He Feng was taken aback for a moment, almost suspecting that he had heard wrongly.

But before he could make a sound, Lu Xinghan pushed open the door and walked into the meeting room.As if just asking casually just now, the answer is irrelevant.

Wu Yue has already made all the preparations in the office and waited for him.

After Wu Queque went in, he saw a black camera standing in mid-air.

"Come and sit."

"Read this script for the camera."

Wu Yue reached out and handed over a piece of A4 paper full of characters.

The manuscript is a novel.

Not long and not complicated.

Wu Queque picked up the microphone and turned on the switch.Completely oblivious to the blinking of the microphone's connection light.

"In April, the gentle wind has painted her eyebrows..."

A voice suddenly sounded.

The meeting room was quiet, and it quickly became noisy after a few seconds.

"Who connected the audio in the conference room?"

"Turn off the conference room audio."

He Feng gestured to the others, and was about to repeat it again when he heard Lu Xinghan tap on the table.

"Quiet."

The meeting room was silent.

The clear and soft boyish voice became clear again, echoing in every corner of the conference room.

"...lifting her long hair. I've never felt so real standing next to her."

"It seems that the suffering and busyness of the previous 25 years were just an illusion, but now, she pulled me back to the world."

"..."

"When the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win, and there are countless in the world."

The sound of the meeting room stopped.

Lu Xinghan lowered his eyes to cover the glint in his eyes, and continued: "Turn off the audio and start the meeting."

"How about it?"

Wu Queque looked at Wu Yue.

Wu Yue was stunned, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

"Que'er, you have to find out with my sister first, what else can you do?"

Wu Queque was dazed for a few seconds, and immediately guessed that he read well.

"I'm good at learning."

This is true, there are so many books in the tree hole, and the little tit just read them all.

"The sensitivity to the camera is very high, and the lines are also good."

Wu Yue looked at the recorded video and praised him.

Wu Queque pursed her lips, revealing two shallow dimples.

eight pm.

Wu Queque opened the live broadcast room as scheduled.

Within a minute of the broadcast, dozens of people flooded into the live broadcast room.

[La la la]: Congratulations to Que Quezi for launching!

[Fish Ball Thick Noodles]: Wife, here I come

[Number of cherry blossoms]: Looks good, looks good...

Wu Queque was uncomfortable for a moment, then quickly raised a smile and waved her hands at the camera.

"Hi everyone~"

[Spring stroke]: awsl

【Wife Queque】: My brother killed me with a smile

[Little Princess of the Pig's House]: It's a heart-pounding jio

……

The bullet chatting on the computer is fast.

"AWSL?"

Wu Queque looked at the four letters that appeared frequently in the barrage, and hesitated to read them out.

What does it mean?

[Spring stroke]:!

[Fishball Thick Noodles]:! !

[Small Shoulder Bag]: Look at Quezi's confused expression...

[Little Princess of Pig's House]: Hahahaha

Wu Queque blinked at the camera, said in his mouth that I would sing for everyone, and quietly stretched out his hand to the phone.

He was talking solemnly, thinking that no one would see what he was doing, but he didn't know that the camera captured his little movements clearly and clearly.

So hundreds of fans in the live broadcast room watched Wu Queque turn on her phone, skillfully opened Baidu, and searched for awsl.

AWSL, paraphrase: Ah, I am dead, a term used in the Internet.Usually used to express excitement.

Oh.

It turned out to be the case.

Wu Queque, who consciously got another little knowledge point, couldn't help showing a smile.

He quietly turned off the phone and put it back in his pocket.

"I'll sing for everyone, how about "Rainy Day"?"

[Ahhh]: Shhh, pretend we didn't find out about Queque Baidu...

[Plants vs. Zombies]: I quit and took a closer look, Quequezi, are you sure you are from the vocal music section?

[Honey xl]: Quezi went to the wrong section, you are in the funny section next door.

Wu Queque found a few useful answers on the screen full of hahaha.

It was discovered!

Wu Queque sullenly, feeling embarrassed.It didn't show on the face, but the tips of the ears suddenly turned red.

Call ~

He thought no one saw...

Wu Queque took a deep breath and focused on another problem.

Wrong zone?

Nope.

Wu Queque rubbed the tips of her ears, and said seriously: "That's right, I remember the contract, it says the vocal area."

I thought that after he explained it, the barrage would not be wrong again.

Unexpectedly, a large number of "hahahaha" appeared on the bullet screen, with a few words of "hanhan anchor" mixed in the middle.

Wu Queque, who was completely out of state, looked bewildered. Although she didn't know why the audience was laughing, the Hanhan host...

He endured it, but he still couldn't.

"I'm not stupid."

How can you say a small tit is stupid?Small tits are obviously super smart.

It is impossible for a naive little tit to cultivate a human form.

Wu Queque seriously defended himself in front of the camera, and the netizens behind the screen looked at him with a serious face and a little bit of aggrieved appearance, and they laughed like crazy.

[Love Expert]: Yes, you are not stupid

[Eastern Emperor Taiyi Invincible]: Birds are so cute

[No.[-]]: Quequezi: I am wronged, but I won’t say it

[Feng Ran]: Heh, man, do you want to laugh at me to inherit my ant money?

……

In front of Lu Xinghan's villa.

"According to statistics within half an hour of broadcasting, the average number of viewers of the top six new anchors is 1000, and the highest is Wu Que Que, reaching [-], more than [-] more than the second Wenxuan."

He Feng paused, and continued: "Wu Queque can be brought back to the headquarters to focus on training, and has the potential to participate in the international anchor competition."

Lu Xinghan took off his glasses, closed his notebook, and nodded slightly.

"Wait until the live broadcast is over, you go back first."

Lu Xinghan pushed open the car door and walked into the villa.

"Click-"

The villa lights up.

Lu Xinghan changed his shoes, took off his suit jacket, and went straight to the bathroom.

When passing the living room, he stopped.

His gaze fell on the empty wall, and he looked back after a few seconds.

It is eight forty now.

Wu... Queque is still broadcasting live.