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Wen Tian originally thought that everything would be fine by hiding in the background, but when he glanced back, he saw Jiang Jing who was chasing him sharply.

He turned pale, hid in the dressing room without thinking, and locked the door.

Jiang Jing came a step late, staring at the closed door, "Open the door."

Wen Tian supported the doorknob tremblingly with powdery hands, and said softly, "I don't want..."

Jiang Jing's eyebrows twitched lightly, "Why?"

"Because you will scold me when you are angry." Wen Tian replied honestly.

There was obvious fear on his snow-white face, and his voice was vague, like the tone of a little girl who accidentally provoked her boyfriend.

Jiang Jing paused, eyes narrowed slightly, "Who told you that? I'm not angry."

"Really, really?"

Are you mad at him dressed like this?

Wen Tian asked softly, but hearing Jiang Jing's silence, he thought it was an acquiescence.He turned the doorknob, carefully opened a crack, and then heard Jiang Jing say "fake" without emotion.

Wen Tian froze, and subconsciously wanted to close the door, but Jiang Jing had already blocked the door one step ahead.

Three slender fingers came in and pressed against the edge of the door vigorously. Wen Tian's kitten-like strength was simply hitting a stone with an egg to him.

Seeing that he couldn't push it, Wen Tian became anxious, and his voice turned into tears, "You lied to me."

"Don't you say you can open the door? You hide quickly." Jiang Jing slowly opened the door, lowered her eyes, and met Wen Tian who was biting her lower lip.

Sometimes Wen Tian's mind was still spinning very fast, he saw that he couldn't avoid it, and just a second before Jiang Jing's exit, he raised his wet eyes and said obediently: "I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again."

"Really." Jiang Jing didn't buy it, "But I think you will do it again in the future."

He looks timid, but in fact he dares to do anything, and his brain is not smart, so he will be fooled as soon as he is fooled.I don't know what nonsense I heard to come to this kind of place to work part-time.

Seeing Jiang Jing lock the door calmly, Wen Tian felt flustered, curled up his fingers and said nervously: "I won't, I will change... um."

Without warning, Jiang Jing came up to cover his mouth, Wen Tian was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth to speak, but was bitten into another mouth several times.

Wen Tian's mouth was being sucked, and he didn't have a chance to explain it at all, he could only make a slight hum in his throat, which was similar to begging for mercy.

As he was struggling, the loose cuffs slid down his arms, and there wasn't even a decent undershirt underneath.

Wen Tian's eyes widened in shock, and he wanted to raise his hands to pull up his sleeves, but his mouth hurt.He was in a dilemma, he could take care of one end, but he couldn't take care of the other end, and in the end he didn't care about either end.

A few minutes later, Wen Tian pushed Jiang Jing's chin with hands and feet, but he didn't push, and cried and whispered: "General, don't kiss me anymore, my mouth hurts..."

Jiang Jing said in a deep voice, "Your mouth will not lie unless it is swollen from kissing."

Poor little girl has been bullied by Haosheng for a long time, her expression is helpless and bewildered, and there are pityful wet marks on her beautiful face.

When Wen Tian was so familiar with the kiss, he finally understood that Jiang Jing didn't care about the reason why he was here, all he cared about was the lie itself.

He lied that he was at You An's art exhibition, but ended up in a cafe.

Wen Tian tried to shrink back, and it was not easy to free his sore mouth, sobbing and explaining, "I didn't lie, I went to the art exhibition, but Youan told me that part-time jobs in cafes cost money and money. fee, so I thought..."

Jiang Jing raised his face again, and bit his mouth so painfully, "Do you want to continue talking?"

Wen Tian's courage was thwarted by him, his face flushed, and he said dizzily, "No, I don't want to, I won't say anything."

Jiang Jing let go of him after 5 minutes, pulled his cuffs back, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you short of money?"

Wen Tian's head was still in a daze, and when he was asked out of the blue, he froze for a moment before saying, "There is no shortage."

He also has some money himself, which is enough for his usual living expenses. If he didn't want to pay Jiang Jing's rent, he wouldn't even think about taking a part-time job.

Jiang Jing squinted her eyes, didn't say anything, and said after a while: "If you want to buy something, just talk to Pei En if you need money, and you don't need to work part-time."

"I see." Wen Tian replied with a mouth.

He should have agreed, but he really didn't have the cheek to ask Pei En to ask for it. How could anyone pay the rent with other people's money?

Wen Tian touched the short-term card in his pocket, thinking that he had to hide it from Jiang Jing for the remaining six and a half days.

Wen Tian changed back into his clothes, talked to Qu Yu, and walked out of the cafe under the latter's confused gaze.

Jiang Jing still had something to do nearby, and asked Pei En to take Wen Tian back to the hotel first. Wen Tian felt that he was almost recovered from his illness, and didn't want to miss too many classes, so he diverted back to school halfway.

Unfortunately, the time he arrived happened to be a physical class.

With a regretful expression, Wen Tian pinched his fingers and landed on the plastic runway, falling behind the big team like a little tail.

If he had known earlier, he would have come later. Among the many courses in the military academy, the one he hated the most was the physical fitness class.

And now that he has transferred to the actual combat department, he is in so much pain that he has to do at least one hundred pull-ups before class every day.

In fact, a hundred pull-ups are just an appetizer for the students of the actual combat department, not worth mentioning at all.But Wen Tian was different, he was so weak physically that he couldn't do any of them, and he basically failed all the exams that had anything to do with physical fitness.

Just thinking about pull-ups made Wen Tian feel dizzy with his hands and feet, and he didn't even hear the sudden commotion in front of him.

It wasn't until someone bumped into him that he came back to his senses and stared blankly at the instructor in military uniform in front of the team.

It was Shen Zhixu again.

Wen Tian was speechless.

Isn't the secretary's room very free now? Why can he run around and substitute for others?

God knows how much he didn't want to see Shen Zhixu, especially after Wang Lin locked him up on the balcony for one night because of rumors, he hated Shen Zhixu even more.

Wen Tian has a good temper most of the time, and rarely hates anyone.Speaking of which, Shen Zhixu was the first one.

Shen Zhixu exchanged pleasantries with them for a few minutes, then stood in front of the horizontal bar equipment, holding a roster in his hand, "Test the pull-up first, and call the students whose names come over."

Everyone cooperated very well, Shen Zhixu, they did it smoothly.

After another person finished, Shen Zhixu wrote down the results, and moved his eyes to the names behind, "Next...Wen Tian."

Wen Tian almost dawdled step by step, reluctantly walked up to the horizontal bar, and said sullenly, "I can't do it."

Shen Zhixu stared at him with a smile that was not a smile, "If you don't do it, your normal points will be deducted."

Wen Tian licked his lower lip and said nothing, even if he did it, he would deduct points because he couldn't do any of them.

"Should I at least make one?" Shen Zhixu seemed helpless, "I can also turn a blind eye and give you credit for the hard work."

Wen Tian resisted the urge to hit him, hesitated for a few moments, and then slowly stretched out his hand to hold the horizontal bar.

His arms were bent, but the soles of his shoes never left the ground.

In the eyes of outsiders, he held the lever and remained motionless, with a dumbfounded look on his face. In fact, he had exhausted all his strength, but he still remained motionless.

Wen Tian bit his lower lip in embarrassment, and was about to cry.

Shen Zhixu let out a long sigh, "I'll help you."

Wen Tian: "?" How can I help?

Before he could ask, Shen Zhixu came up behind him and held his waist with both hands.

Shen Zhixu supported Wen Tian's waist, and tightened it hard, "Use your arms hard, don't straighten your feet, lift them up a little."

Wen Tian almost lost his grip on the stick.

"Don't be in a daze, use your strength." Shen Zhixu saw that he was not paying attention, and urged him in a gentle voice.

Wen Tian pursed his lips slightly, endured the discomfort in his waist, and with the help of Shen Zhixu, he lifted his upper body, the tip of his chin barely crossed the line, Wen Tian fell down, and Shen Zhixu held his waist firmly.

As soon as Wen Tian's feet touched the ground, he slapped Shen Zhixu's hand away from his waist with a warm face.

His nose was sweating a little, his face was flushed from the steam, and he was weak when he took the picture, as if he did it because of embarrassment.

The corners of Shen Zhixu's lips curled up. I don't know if it was because Wen Tian finally finished one, or because of something else.

He lowered his head, turned the nib of the pen, and read while writing on the booklet: "Wen Tian, ​​one."

Wen Tian: "..."

Is it necessary to speak out?

Wen Tian glared at Shen Zhixu angrily, and scolded him for the rest of the class.After class, Wen Tian was afraid that Shen Zhixu would make trouble for him again, so he left the school gate without hesitation, like a hungry tiger hunting for food behind him.

When he was a few minutes away from the hotel, Wen Tian was stopped by a tall woman wearing a mask.

Wen Tian blinked and said in a daze, "You are?"

The woman took off her mask, revealing a rich face, "It's me."

——It's Song Mingtang, the makeup artist in the coffee shop.

Wen Tian was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Song Mingtang to find him, "What can you do with me?"

Song Mingtang cut to the chase and said, "That's right, when you were in the cafe this morning, you brought the highest traffic ever, which proves that your face has a very high commercial value, so I want to talk to you about a cooperation."

"I am the manager of a certain club, and I have a few e-sports players in my hand. Each of them has a contract with the live broadcast platform, and they must broadcast for a specified period of time every week. But these bastards are lazy and disobedient. Not enough of a single one.”

"This has caused the club to lose money every week, and the surplus can't fill the vacancies. So I would like to invite you to show your face and live in double row with them. First, to increase the traffic and increase the club's share, and second, to increase the stickiness between them and fans."

Wen Tian was silent for a while, then refused: "I can't do it, I don't know them, they won't broadcast enough time just because I am willing."

Song Mingtang said, "Not necessarily."

She felt that those little brats were not only willing, but might even become obsessed with the live broadcast in the future.

Wen Tian pursed his lips, and originally wanted to refuse again, but saw Song Mingtang compare a number, "It will be broadcast for two hours every night, no matter what the result is, I will give you this number in a week."

Wen Tian was stunned, "How much?"

Song Mingtang said it again tirelessly.

Wen Tian: "I agree."

Wen Tian bowed down for money again, how would he know if it would work if he didn't try.

Song Mingtang stretched his eyebrows, took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Wen Tian, ​​"This is the game account and live broadcast account I prepared for you. Enter this live broadcast room at 08:30 in the evening, and I will tell him later. .”

"it is good."

After Wen Tian and Song Mingtang exchanged contact information, they returned to the hotel.Jiang Jing hadn't come back yet, Wen Tian ate alone.

He started to feel sleepy after eating, so he set an alarm clock, then lay down on the bed and took a nap.

At this time, in another room.

The man turned on the live broadcast, and because of his face, the number of people online in the live broadcast room quickly reached 12, and he was on the TOP10 in the game division in less than 1 minutes.

"Let me tell you something. I haven't been in a solo queue these days. My manager forced me to stuff an omega and asked me to take him with me." The man said lazily, dragging his voice.

[Oops, isn’t it good for my husband to fly solo, I don’t want to watch the interaction with others, not even omega]

[The toes can be guessed, the husband will definitely take the lead later, he will lick behind the buttocks, one bite at a time is great]

[Bet that omega attribute has some green tea, I can't stand it before it comes]

[If the manager has a brain injury, he should go to treat it as soon as possible, so as not to delay the condition, what traffic can be brought by binding her husband with an omega? ? ]

The man is also a little irritable. He is used to solo queue, and playing with others will disrupt his rhythm. Moreover, he cannot play ranked with someone he has never matched with, but can only play matchmaking.

I don't know what Sister Tang thinks, but he insists on bringing it.

The man was in a bad mood, but the corners of his mouth curled lazily, and he even answered a few barrage questions.

"I don't know, I haven't seen that omega either."

"When will it be broadcast next time? It depends on the situation. I've been very busy recently."

The man glanced at the time in the lower right corner, and it was only 08 minutes away from the appointed time of 30:10.

He took off the headset, "I'll go to the bathroom first."

At the same time the man left the seat, Wen Tian was also woken up by the alarm clock. He hurriedly got up and turned on his optical brain, and entered the live broadcast room according to the content on the paper.

The account Song Mingtang gave him was a gold user, and when entering the live broadcast room, there would be a widened and enlarged banner displayed, and it would directly rank first on the list, with the permission to turn on the camera and connect to the microphone.

[Come, come, green tea haunts]

Wen Tian was still a little sleepy, with a sleepy expression and messy hair.He was only wearing a milky white loose-fitting dress, his slightly exposed chin was as sharp as porcelain and jade, and his lips were as gorgeous as red ink falling on the snow.

[How does it feel that the chin looks pretty...]

[Why is the camera facing the ceiling, and the microphone is not turned on]

Wen Tian saw the barrage and supported the camera with his hand.

He hadn't done this before, and it took him a long time to stabilize the shaky camera, and a beautiful and eye-catching face appeared in front of the screen.

The moment his face was revealed, the bullet screen in the live broadcast room immediately went blank, and stood still for about 30 seconds.

Wen Tian thought that his optical brain was malfunctioning, and when he got closer to repair it, there was a bullet screen on the screen, and it doubled compared to before.

The content of the post completely changed the direction of the wind, from repulsion to surprise, and finally to the point of confusion.

[Fuck, the me before I fucking slapped hard, I am blind, you guys will play together for the rest of your life, okay]

[I'm sorry everyone, my wife is so sleepy because of my fault yesterday, understand, I really can't control it]

[The habit of licking lips when nervous is so cute, stop licking yourself, baby, lick me]

Wen Tian curled up his fingers, the tips of his snow-white ears were red.

The people in this live broadcast room are so wild... Didn't the administrators come out to block them? What did they say.

When Wen Tian was at a loss, the man came out from the bathroom.

He glanced at the screen from a distance, and saw that there was an extra person on it, and he couldn't see his face clearly from a distance.Those slightly flirtatious fox eyes raised slightly, and he said in a lack of interest: "It's still on time."

Wen Tian raised his face when he heard the footsteps, and after seeing the face of the person who came, he said blankly: "Is it you?"

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Go to bed early, babies~