The pure A boy group got mixed up with an Omega

Si Jiamu did not reply to Ke Haoyan on purpose.

It didn't mean anything else, I just didn't want to talk to him.

He flipped through the two trending searches, and finally gave Yang Yu his phone, "Brother Yu, if you have time, you should remove Ke Haoyan and I's trending searches, it's an eyesore to hang on it."

Yang Yu put away his phone, came over to help Si Jiamu straighten his collar, and finally smoothed his clothes with satisfaction, "You said that you can solve the problem with a single reply, why do you have to spend money, right?"

Si Jiamu didn't answer. He checked his shape in the mirror, brushed his hair twice, and showed delicate eyebrows and eyes.

"Brother Yu, if it's inconvenient for you, I'll do it myself. I'm not short of money."

"Okay, don't bother you, I'll do it."

Yang Yu sighed, took out his mobile phone and called the PR department.

"Jiamu, it's done."

When Yang Yu said this, Si Jiamu was holding the script and was going through the evening live broadcast process. After hearing this, he gestured "OK" to him without looking away.

Similar to the birthday live broadcasts in previous years, they first watched the clips of fans' birthday wishes, then chatted, and there was an indispensable talent show, and the final testimonials ended around ten o'clock.

Although they were all familiar links, he still watched them carefully.

I found a corner again, and re-practiced the dance that I was going to cover at night several times, and after digging out all the details, I sat down again.

The few dances selected this time are relatively high-intensity, and a series of dances is a bit overwhelming.

He closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Yang Yu walking in with milk tea.

"Go to ice half sugar, brown sugar pearls, your favorite, drink some?"

Si Jiamu turned his head to the side and closed his eyes, "Just give me some warm water, I have to sing at night, drinking milk tea will affect my throat."

Yang Yu shrugged, brought him a cup of warm water as promised, and hugged the milk tea himself.

With a sound of "poof", he inserted the straw into it and sucked it in. The mixture of pearls and milk tea poured into his mouth. The thick sweetness immediately wrapped every taste bud on the tip of his tongue, and at the same time gave off a sticky aroma.

He did it on purpose, wanting to stimulate Si Jiamu, but the other party seemed to have no sense of smell, no reaction at all, so he had no choice but to leave with milk tea.

It stands to reason that having such a self-disciplined artist is a very reassuring thing, but he doesn't feel it at all.

Having been with HIT for five years, watching them turn from small groups to big stars shining in the spotlight, Yang Yu's feelings for them have long since changed from "just a job" to "look, my children are growing up." big."

So for Si Jiamu, he was more of an old father's worry.

Since receiving Si Jiamu in the morning, in order to maintain the best state of being on camera, he didn't eat a single bite. He was doing makeup and filming all morning. Now that he has gone through the process, Yang Yu just followed him to take care of him, and he was already hungry. Lulu, and Si Jiamu was like a robot, not mentioning the matter of eating at all.

He sighed, raised his eyes and glanced at Si Jiamu, and found that he had fallen asleep at some point.

Find a blanket and cover him up.

eight pm.

The moment Si Jiamu started broadcasting, tens of millions of fans poured in, and the live broadcast room, which had been debugged several times, was still paralyzed.

Yang Yu supported his forehead, glanced at Si Jiamu who was looking down, couldn't help shivering, avoided his sight, and talked on the phone with the technical department.

"Jiamu, they said that the adjustment is complete, you can try again."

Fifteen minutes had passed since the eight o'clock said in the announcement, Si Jiamu's face was gloomy, and he clicked on the live broadcast room. Fortunately, there were no more problems this time.

Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Si Jiamu's requirements on business were almost to the point of harshness, and he didn't dare to slack off.

"Hi everyone, I'm HIT Si Jiamu."

Seeing the fans coming in, Si Jiamu immediately laughed after making sure that there was no lag in the live broadcast room, and introduced himself skillfully.

The next session also went very smoothly. Si Jiamu responded with a few interesting bullet screens while cueing the process.

But there was still a small episode.

Due to the age of debut, most fans of HIT are relatively young, so during the live broadcast, they will appeal not to buy gifts, rational consumption, fans are also very obedient, and rarely buy gifts on a large scale.

I don't know what happened today, an ID named [Brother Jiamu, I was wrong] frantically swiped gifts, and within a minute, he rushed to the top of the list in the live broadcast room. Jiamu's live broadcast room reached the top of the reward list.

The ID of this person floated all over the screen in the live broadcast room, and even the bullet screens he posted had special effects added.

[Brother Jiamu, I was wrong] I gave away "Rocket"*52

[Brother Jiamu, I was wrong] I gave away "Great Voyage"*99

[Brother Jiamu, I was wrong] I gave it away...

At first, Si Jiamu thought it was some station lady, but at the end he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Normally, Miss Zhan would not waste money on such meaningless things, and this ID...

He already had a candidate in mind.

"Today's live broadcast is just to celebrate your birthday with everyone, so please stop swiping gifts."

After Si Jiamu said this, he took the phone and directly pulled [Brother Jiamu, I was wrong] into the blacklist.

Fans really didn't expect this wave of operations, they all left messages on the bullet screen, and soon the screen was full of question marks in the live broadcast room.

Almost at the same time, Yang Yu received Ke Haoyan's bombshell news.

[Brother Yu!Let Jiamu release me from the little black room!I recharged a lot of money and only paid half of it! 】

Yang Yu glanced at Si Jiamu, and replied indifferently: [You should ask Jiamu, I can't be his master. 】

Ke Haoyan really stopped talking, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows and went to see Si Jiamu.

"Just now that fan induced a bad atmosphere, let's punish him temporarily, I hope everyone will not follow suit. Also, all proceeds from this live broadcast will be donated."

"It's over, let's continue."

Fans were feeling sorry for Si Jiamu's decisiveness and kindness, but he didn't care and continued with the cue process.

When it came to the talent show, Si Jiamu danced all the main skewers since HIT's debut, and fans expressed "Ye Qinghui".

In order to surprise fans, he also carefully prepared a skewer of classic girl group dances.

When the music started, some fans had already heard it, and exclamation marks floated across the barrage.

Si Jiamu set up his pose and jumped up.

His look today is very simple, a satin silk shirt and suit pants, the shirt is loose, just sticking to his body, vaguely outlines his lean figure.

Girl group dance, the movements can't be twisted around, twisting the waist, twisting the hips, raising the chest and raising the buttocks, no matter how sexy it is.

But Si Jiamu danced, obviously the same movement, without the blessing of his figure, but with a special style.

The deadliest thing was Si Jiamu's expression management.

He raised his chin slightly, revealing his beautiful neckline, his peach blossom eyes looked at the front in a daze, and with a slight hook of his finger, he could hook away the soul of a person.

Through the screen, the fans exclaimed that they couldn't take it anymore, and even a few fans disregarded Si Jiamu's reminder just now, and rushed to the rankings with passion, approaching [Brother Jiamu, I was wrong].